When Chang Le heard this, he thought of what Chang Jianghe often said to him back then. He couldn't help but shed tears. At the same time, he nodded vigorously and said: "Well, dad, I eat more, I am strong and awesome. You
Eat too, let’s eat together.”
"I'll eat..." Chang Jianghe chuckled. As always, he would keep the dumpling filling, eat the skin, give the dumpling filling to Chang Le, and then say: "This filling is too greasy, I can't eat it."
Eat happily..."
Chang Le cried and ate...
Fang Zheng was watching from the side, sighed, and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha..."
Fang Zheng finally retreated quietly, turned around and disappeared at the end of the street.
"Master, why are you crying too?" Xianyu asked on the way.
Fang Zheng looked up at the sky and said, "It's nothing... Jingzhi, some people say that when a person dies, he will become a star in the sky, looking at you in the sky, laughing and crying because of your smile. It's true.
What?"
Upon hearing this, Xianyu opened his mouth: "Wow haha... isn't this nonsense! This world doesn't even have spiritual practice, and it turns into a star... Why not become the sun? Haha... Master, you are stupid
?”
When Fang Zheng heard this, his face immediately turned dark, and he slapped the fish's head: "I don't know the style..."
Too lazy to pay attention to this stupid fish, Fang Zheng continued to move forward, sighing as he walked.
After seeing the relationship between Chang Jianghe and his son, Fang Zheng also felt homesick, thinking about the old monk in the mountains...
"Master, I just heard that person say that an old man in the family is like a treasure. What does this mean? An old man is still a treasure?" Xianyu asked in confusion.
Fang Zheng thought for a while and sighed: "The old man is really a treasure, not just an ordinary treasure."
"Why?" Xianyu really couldn't figure it out. The old man had no ability to work and had to be taken care of by others. How could he be considered a treasure? A burden, right? But he didn't say it out loud for fear of being beaten.
Fang Zheng said: "Jingzhi, if you were allowed to live again, with your memories, do you think you would be better off now?"
Xianyu was stunned for a moment, then said: "Isn't this nonsense? It must be better than now!"
Fang Zheng continued: "Yes, most people think so. In fact, it is true. An experienced leader can make people take every step on the right point, never lose the direction, speed up, and use
Reach the highest height you can reach in the shortest time.
But, can people live again?"
Xianyu said: "Even in Lingshan, this is a big problem. It definitely won't work here."
Fang Zheng nodded and said: "Yes, people cannot live again..."
"What does this have to do with the old man?" Xianyu asked again.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "The old man is a person who has been here before. His life has come to an end, but he has also accumulated a lifetime of experience. Maybe some experiences are outdated and incompatible with this era, but some experiences are eternal. For example,
The principles of life, such as the choice of financial interests and personality...the elderly can give you the most accurate guidance.
When you are confused, go home and tell your confusion to the elderly at home. He will use his life experience to help you analyze it and give you a relatively good answer. Or, tell you what you did right.
What you did was wrong and what are the consequences.
A person who can guide you on the way forward and make you less stumbling, isn't it a treasure?"
Xianyu thought about it and said, "It is indeed a treasure, but young people today may not be able to listen to it."
Fang Zheng chuckled and said: "Young people, they should let loose a little, otherwise they will be sorry for their youth. Youth is the scars caused by stumbling and stumbling. Without these scars, it would be a bit boring. But in the future, they will still understand how valuable the old man's advice is.
.”
Xianyu nodded and said, "That makes sense."
Fang Zheng continued: "That's just the first treasure, the second treasure, haha... What did your parents call you when you were just born?"
"Baby...well, it seems so." Xianyu's face turned red.
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Yes, if your son has such virtues, they still think he is a treasure. They love him so much that they want to crush him into pieces and stuff them all into you."
"Master, can we talk without attacking? Why do I have such virtue? I was so handsome before I was pickled into a salted fish!" Salted Fish said unhappily.
Fang Zheng said: "It doesn't matter whether you are handsome or not. In short, your parents love you, right?"
Xianyu said: "Definitely, although I have never seen them..."
Fang Zheng: "..."
Fang Zheng continued: "They regard us as treasures in the palm of their hands and have given us their whole lives. So, when they are old, their intelligence has deteriorated, their memory has deteriorated, and they behave like children... At this time, why can't they become ours?
baby?"
Xianyu was stunned and said: "Master, although I have never met my parents, I think you are right. It should be like this whether you compare your heart to your heart or cause and effect."
Fang Zheng nodded and continued: "This third place is also the most precious place."
"What?" Xianyu asked.
Fang Zheng said: "Where there are old people, there is a home... From the time you were born, they have used their arms to protect you and give you a warm, wind-free and rain-free home until you grow up. But when you grow up,
Now, do you have a family? Haha... No matter how old you are, no matter who you are, no matter how big an official you are, no matter how big a god you are, in the whole world, you can only feel it when you return to your parents.
That pure love! Pure concern! Pure care! You will always be an infant in their eyes...
If the old man is gone, this kind of experience will never happen again..."
Xianyu fell silent...
As they walked, Xianyu suddenly said: "Master, have you met your parents?"
Fang Zheng shook his head: "No, have you really never met your parents?"
Xianyu shook his head: "When I woke up, I was in front of the Buddha. Some people say that it was the Buddha who woke me up. According to this, the Buddha is my parents. But I am talking about the parents who gave birth to me and raised me.
.”
Fang Zheng gently touched Xianyu's head and said, "I haven't seen it either. In my memory, there seem to be two departing figures, which are blurry. In my memory, the ones closest to my parents are
My master refers to my father. Unfortunately, he left too early... If he had not left, I could have been filial to him."
Speaking of this, Fang Zheng looked up at the sky and sighed: "The ancients often said: A son wants to be filial to his relatives. Modern people often talk about it, but who has really thought about this issue carefully? What is filial piety?
, it is definitely not as simple as crying into the coffin when the old man passes away... Leave filial piety to the living, and leave the crying to the deceased..."