The young monk clasped his hands together, first chanted the Buddha's name, then bowed slightly and said, "Female donor, excuse me.
I was passing by here and I happened to be a little thirsty and wanted to ask for a bowl of water.
I don’t know if it’s inconvenient for the female donor to lend me a bowl of water?”
After explaining, the young monk raised his head and met the eyes of the woman in front of him, and couldn't help but be startled.
They were also a pair of bright eyes, clear and luminous, as translucent as dust-free crystals.
The young monk did not dare to look at it for a long time, so he quickly recited the Buddha's name in his heart, and then lowered his head.
The head that poked out from the door was that of a woman with short hair and a round face. Her appearance was not very beautiful, but she seemed to have a weak and quiet temperament.
After hearing the young monk's request, she knew there was no danger, so she opened the wooden door with confidence.
"You can come in and sit down for a while, and I'll get you a bowl of water."
The round-faced woman glanced at the young monk, then said something softly, then turned around and went into the house.
Just at this time, another voice came from inside.
"Duoduo, who is knocking on the door outside?"
Huang Duoduo immediately responded, "Mom, it's a monk passing by the door and wanting to ask for a bowl of water from us."
"Then go and get him a bowl of water quickly. Don't make him thirsty. Invite him to come in and sit for a while. The sun is quite hot today."
"Mom, I know, I've already invited him to come in and sit down..."
As the conversation echoed in the room, it gradually stopped.
When Huang Duoduo walked out of the house again, she already had a bowl of warm water in her hand.
She was a little surprised when she saw that the young monk was still standing outside the door and did not come in to sit.
So she handed over the round bowl in her hand and said, "The sun outside is a bit hot, you can come in and sit and drink."
Unexpectedly, the young monk took the warm water, shook his head quickly and said, "I am lucky to have a bowl of water to drink. I don't dare to disturb the female donor anymore."
Huang Duoduo said softly "Yeah" and did not try to persuade him any more. She just looked at the young monk and raised her head to drink water.
But after drinking for a while, she saw the young monk suddenly stopped.
She thought there was sand in the bowl, so she quickly moved over to take a closer look.
"There is sand in the bowl..."
While Huang Duoduo was talking, she looked closer and found that there was still half a bowl of water in the bowl, and there was no sand.
And at this moment, her voice stopped suddenly.
The young monk did not expect that Huang Duoduo would suddenly come closer to take a look. He shook his head quickly and said "there is no sand", and stopped trying to continue drinking water.
Because through the half bowl of clear water, he saw his and Huang Duoduo's faces reflected in it.
Suddenly the young monk's face turned slightly red, and he didn't dare to look any further. He quickly said "Amitabha", turned around, and slowly drank the remaining half of the bowl of water.
Huang Duoduo didn't expect to encounter such a scene, and her pretty face couldn't help but blush.
She turned her head involuntarily, as if feeling a little embarrassed.
By this time, the young monk had finished drinking the bowl of water.
And just when he turned around and wanted to return the empty bowl in his hand to the woman in front of him.
Suddenly there was a strong wind all around.
The wind blew the young monk's robes and fluttered.
It also blew up the yellow clothes and hair, flying constantly.
"Amitabha, thank you female donor for your charity."
In the strong wind, the young monk held out the empty bowl in one hand and stopped it in the air as steadily as a rock, while the other hand stood upright in front of his chest.
"You're welcome."
Huang Duoduo also turned her head at this time, reaching out to hold back her hair that was blown by the wind, and took the empty bowl.
She was a little curious about the origin of this monk.
So she looked down at the empty bowl in her hand, couldn't hold back, and asked about her doubts.
"I wonder what your dharma name is?"
As a result, when she raised her head to look at the young monk's face, she found that he had already walked away.
But the young monk clearly heard the voice behind him.
So he stopped, turned around and bowed to Huang Duoduo.
When he straightened up and turned around to leave.
First a Buddha's name came from the wind, and then a firm and powerful voice sounded.
"Since the poor monk and the girl have a bond of a bowl of water, if the girl is in trouble in the future, the poor monk will come to repay her favor."
Huang Duoduo stood at the door, holding an empty bowl with both hands, watching the young monk's figure walking further and further away.
Until that figure disappeared from sight.
Huang Duoduo then retracted her gaze, turned around, closed the wooden door, and returned to the house.
"winter."
Huang Duoduo put the empty bowl on the table and sat down.
At this moment, her mother's mumbling voice sounded in her ears.
"Duoduo, when you go home for the holiday this time, do you plan to stay at home and not go anywhere?"
"decide as things go."
"I said, Duoduo, you are already thirty this year. If you meet someone suitable, let's get together as soon as possible! Your dad and I are just waiting to hold our grandson and granddaughter."
Huang Duoduo said helplessly, "Mom, I also want to get married soon, but I really can't rush this."
"Why are you so impatient? I think you have too high standards! Look at the man next door. He is two years younger than you and already has three children..."
"Mom, that's other people's happiness, what does it have to do with me?"
"Then tell your mother what kind of happiness you want?"
Huang Duoduo thought about it seriously, then said with a smile on her face, "In fact, it is the greatest happiness that you and your dad are healthy.
I can't force anything else. If there is love, I will get married.
If I can’t meet the one I love, then it’s fine to live alone, there’s no need to care about other people’s eyes.”
"Okay! Then tell me, what is your beloved like?"
Upon hearing this question, Huang Duoduo was stunned for a moment, and then the smile on her face became brighter.
She said softly, "He is a person who laughs when he sees me, and he is also a person who laughs when I see him."
"Haha, to put it simply, it's just that we are in love with each other.
Okay, okay, you have your own pursuits.
Your dad and I won’t say much more, lest you find us nagging again.
It’s just your dad and I, we may not be able to wait until the day we hold our grandson..."
Huang Duoduo couldn't help but shook her head when she heard her mother's beeping, feeling a little helpless.
It was also at this moment that, for some reason, the scene that just happened appeared in front of her eyes...
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At the same time, the young monk made a pilgrimage to Mount Wutai and continued walking on a mountain road.
But at this moment, a deep voice sounded from behind him, but it revealed a bit of joy.
"This monk, please stay."
The young monk immediately stopped, turned around with his hands clasped, and his eyes lit up.
He saw a figure approaching from nowhere in his line of sight.