Mu Yun'an's ears turned red and she felt a little embarrassed. Indeed, it was a bit redundant for her to ask such a question.
Even though she treated him that way in her previous life, he still had a deep love for her and even became a monk for her.
No matter what she looks like, her brother Yi will like her.
And so does she.
Shen Huaiting watched the couple express their feelings as if no one was watching, and felt envious in his heart.
If he had had Xiao Chengyi's courage back then, he would not have missed Tong Niang.
When I was young, I had so many worries that I didn't even dare to express my love out loud, so I could only express it tactfully through poems and articles.
Thinking about it now, he didn't even say a word about his love for her to Tong Niang.
No wonder she married someone else.
Shen Huaiting remembered that there was a hint of sadness in these eyebrows. Upon seeing this, Mu Yun'an suddenly stretched out his hand and shook his arm and said: "Father, I want to go to pay homage to my mother. Please go with me."
Shen Huaiting's eyebrows stretched and he responded: "Okay."
He stood up and went out, leading Mu Yun'an and Xiao Chengyi to Tong Niang's cemetery.
Tong Niang is buried not far from Qingyun Temple.
Shen Huaiting personally built a tomb for Tong Niang. There was a peach tree planted in front of the tomb. It was already some years old and growing well. He was protecting the owner of the tomb under the peach tree.
When Mu Yun'an came here, he found that the tomb had been cleaned spotlessly, and the things enshrined in front of the tomb were also very fresh.
What is engraved on the tombstone is not Mu Wang's name, but her mother's maiden name, Wang Qingtong.
The person who erected the monument was Shen Huaiting.
Seeing their names appear on this tombstone, Mu Yun'an felt a lot in her heart.
She walked over, knelt down in front of the tomb and called out: "Mother, Yan Yan is here to see you. Today I recognized a foster father as your old friend, mother. You will be very happy, right?"
Shen Huaiting stood aside and looked at the name on the tombstone with a gentle tone: "Mother Tong, Yan Yan came to see me and recognized me as her adoptive father. She is very sensible.
Tong Niang, I have a daughter, she looks like your daughter."
A gust of breeze blew by, making the peach leaves rustle, just like the response of the person they missed.
Shen Huaiting smiled slightly, walked over and gently touched the tombstone, just like touching the person he never forgot.
There is another sentence, he did not tell her that if there is an afterlife, he will hold her hand tightly and never let go, and he will protect her happiness for the rest of her life.
The three of them worshiped Tong Niang together. It was already past afternoon when they returned, and Shen Huaiting left them to have a vegetarian meal in the temple.
Everyone present also heard about Shen Huaiting, and they were all moved by his deep love for Tong Niang.
But no one at the table mentioned Tong Niang again. They all chatted and the atmosphere was very good.
Shen Huaiting listened to their conversation and laughter, occasionally interjecting a few words. He looked at Xuan Du and asked curiously: "I heard that the national master was also a monk before?"
Xuandu smiled and said: "Yes, I grew up in Fansheng Temple and have been practicing with great concentration. Later, I encountered a bottleneck in my practice and chose to return to secular life."
Shen Huaiting asked: "What kind of bottleneck is it?"
Xuandu said: "What I have always understood is the Taoism of rebirth and reincarnation. Before, I didn't understand why the Buddha gave a gift to his sworn sister, but now I understand.
The gift of the Buddha is to save the common people. In the previous life, Xiao Chengyi became a monk for his adopted sister and gave up the common people, which later led to the loss of life, so the Buddha gave them a chance to make a new choice."
Shen Huaiting raised his eyebrows and asked him in a deep voice: "Does anyone else have such a gift?"
Xuandu said: "As long as you believe it, you will have it."
One sentence dispelled Shen Huaiting's worries, and he smiled and said: "You are right, as long as you believe it."