Why we meet so late - Chapter 753

She stood up and said, “Amitabha.” Please let me in.

Shun Bo turned to see me and stood up“ Granny sun, here you are… “He wiped his eyes and put away his tears.

So I sat down, and I sat down in the middle of them.

At a glance, the food on the table is not much different from what we ate yesterday. It’s still small rice, it’s still rancid tofu, slightly different is that two new vegetables are added: the same is boiled bamboo shoots, the same is stewed mushroom.

Compared with yesterday, I don’t reject such food any more. No matter whether it’s delicious food or fish and meat, they all pass through the intestines. They just stay in the abdomen for a moment, and then they turn into air and filthy things. So, what is not the same?

It’s weird, too. Today, when I eat the rancid tofu I ate yesterday, my stomach doesn’t feel uncomfortable for a moment. On the contrary, I feel very fragrant. Rice is also delicious. The bamboo shoots are fresh, and the mushrooms are sweet and tender. I think Shun Bo is also fond of eating. Of course, if you can talk with your lover who has been estranged for more than 50 years, and still sit at the same table, everything Shunbo eats is delicious.

But I think it’s delicious. A bowl of rice is not enough. I added another bowl.

Huining looks at Shunbo and me quietly.

“Huining, I brought some leeks.”

“In the future, don’t bring it. Leek is also a kind of meat and fishy food. I gave all the things you brought to the residents at the foot of the mountain. ”

Shun Bo’s old face is a little red.

“I see. It’s just a little bit of my heart.”

“When you are old, your legs are not flexible. Don’t give these things away in the future.”

“My heart…” in front of Hui Ning, Shun Bo became very clumsy.

“Heart, I take it.” Huining tells Shunbo that there are always local farmers at the foot of the mountain to send vegetables. In the mountains, wild vegetables grow all year round“ If you like, you can plant vegetables in the mountains. When you’re free, talk to me. ”

I was surprised.

Master Huining is undoubtedly inviting Shun Bo.

As long as Shun Bo is not a fool, he should nod his head. So Shun Bo’s face turned red again.

“I, I’m used to living in the old house. I’ve lived in the old house for decades, and it’s all…” he became shy.

I was embarrassed when I saw it. But I want to sigh. Huining invited Shun Bo to the nunnery, but just like her old friends, she had no idea about the relationship between men and women. Huining put it down, but Shunbo put it down?

I saw Shun Bo’s nervousness. At the moment, I’m an outsider and shouldn’t interrupt.

“We are old, and time is running out. In old age, don’t separate again. If you don’t want to grow vegetables, you can grow flowers and grass. I heard that your flowers are very good. ” Hui Ning pointed to a basket of weeds hanging from the window of the Zen room.

Huining’s invitation was sincere.

Shun Bo sighed“ Good. I’ll stay. It’s new for me to change the environment. What’s more, I always like it here. ”

What he said should be true.

So, it’s all done. isn’t it? Huining understands Shun Bo and understands him. Men and women in the world, there are many ways to get along. Cohabitation and even marriage are not the most important. This is the best ending they can find.

After dusk, Shun Bo came back with me.

After that, he would pack up and move to the mountains.

I think that there should be the final destination of his life. Although one has been a monk for many years, one is still a layman. But in that secluded mountain, can accompany all day, life really no regret.

I think the story of Shunbo and Huining can be written as a book. This is a touching love story. Besides, I don’t think huihuining doesn’t like Shunbo any more. Her love is deep in my heart. She believed in Buddhism, perhaps expecting to meet Shunbo again after her body was annihilated. She must have had such dreams, such hopes, whether she was young or old.

There must have been such an agreement between them.

As for my opinion, Lawson agrees.

“Huining became a monk by choosing another way to love Shunbo. This kind of love is more compassionate and generous. ”

On a sunny afternoon, I told Xie Ying this sad story. She was also moved by the tea. I suggested that she write. It’s a great subject. But my dear friend thinks that this story should be written by me.

“Well, I’ll try.”

After that, luoweisen and I often came to the mountains to visit Shunbo. Shun Bo is a wonderful old man. He built a hut near the nunnery, and then he was busy day and night.

Shun Bo has been around him for decades. He has long been familiar with his skills of planting flowers and grass. After a month, there was a sea of flowers in front of and behind the temple. To be honest, I don’t want to see their quiet old age disturbed. For this, I feel guilty.

“Now that it’s all like this, don’t blame yourself. There’s always a good side to things. ” Lawson said so.

I seem to think too much. Pilgrims all respect Huining and Shunbo. They are willing to cooperate with everything, but they are not willing to take photos.

“Take more pictures of the scenery here. You see, how beautiful it is.” This is Shun Bo’s suggestion.

When Shun Bo said this, Hui Ning was not around. She went to the Zen room to meditate. Shun Bo likes flowers and plants, so he can plant them as he likes. Huining seeks Buddhism with peace of mind, and Shunbo never comes to disturb her.

Every evening, Huining cooks a pot of thick porridge. Shun Bo and all the residents came to have porridge and chat about farming and mulberry.

Xicheng is a big city. But the greater fame is due to the small hill, which is unimaginable.