Hearing the child secretly saying this on the phone, the woman sitting in the wheelchair beside her burst into tears. She turned around hard and looked out the window, letting the tears flow down... she just shook her head.
She dug her lips into the armrest of the wheelchair. She wanted to cry, really wanted to cry, burst into tears! But she couldn't... She knew that she absolutely couldn't show her weakness in front of her children, or even in front of this society.
She shows her weak side. Once she becomes weak, admits defeat, and lies down, she will never have the courage to stand up again.
Fang Zheng felt sour in his heart after listening to the child's words. When he was a child, he also said the same thing. At that time, Yizhi Temple was too poor, and because he was a monk, Fang Zheng basically never ate meat. But once he got sick.
, living in Tan Ju's country, Tan Juguo once secretly fed Fang Zheng a piece of meat. Thinking about it now, he can still recall the smell of meat. Later, he pestered Zen Master Yi Zhi to eat meat, but was beaten well.
A pause. But afterwards, Fang Zheng saw Zen Master Yizhi sitting in the backyard crying... From then on, Fang Zheng stopped shouting about eating meat.
As for now, Fangzheng is mainly controlled by the system, and mainly because he is poor! As for the long list of truths he told Honghai'er before, it is just to stop their mouths, otherwise everyone will clamor to eat meat. These days
Can't survive? Sell him and he can't even afford food. And the situation with the child is probably the same.
So Fang Zheng took a deep breath and whispered: "My child, do you know where the meat comes from?"
"I don't know." The little guy said very seriously.
Fang Zheng said: "Have you seen chickens, ducks, and puppies?"
"I've seen it before, it's so cute," the little guy said.
Fang Zheng said: "The flesh is cut from their bodies. Do you think it hurts when you cut the flesh?"
"It hurts..." the little guy said.
Fang Zheng said: "Yes, can you bear to make them hurt?"
"I...my...baby won't eat meat anymore," the little guy said.
Hearing this, Fang Zheng felt sour in his heart and said, "Does your mother always give you cabbage?"
"Yes, my mother will go to the morning market every morning. She takes me there. Many uncles and aunts selling vegetables have pulled up the vegetables and thrown them on the ground. They are piled there for us to take at will. They are very kind people."
The guy said.
Fang Zheng was silent again. This is not a good thing. Fang Zheng has also seen this kind of hawker. Especially before winter, when the Northeast is storing Chinese cabbage, many hawkers will bring a cart of Chinese cabbage and let the buyers choose.
Families often tear off the bad, wilted, and rotten vegetable leaves outside and throw them away. This pile can make a big pile. No one wants this kind of vegetables, and the child and his mother are afraid that
This is the kind of dish I picked up!
Fang Zheng knew that the situation of these two people was probably very, very bad, but without money, how could they afford to stay in the hospital?
At this moment, a female voice sounded: "Baby, it's very late, go to bed quickly. I'll talk to dad tomorrow, and mommy will say a few words to daddy, okay?"
"Okay, give it to mom. The baby is so happy today. The baby has a father, not a child without a father, haha..." The little guy was very happy and handed the phone to the woman.
The woman did not talk to Fang Zheng, but hung up the phone directly. Fang Zheng listened to the busy signal and sighed, with mixed feelings in his heart. He always thought that his life was hard enough, but now look, he is finally eating crystal rice.
He drinks rootless pure water, lives in a monastery, wears moon-white monk robes, is neither cold in winter nor hot in summer, and the sufferings in the world really have nothing to do with him.
But some people have fallen into the rolling world of mortals, suffering endless pain and not being able to be rescued...
Fang Zheng didn't know why, but he returned to the Buddhist hall again. This time the scripture he recited was not the Diamond Sutra or the Lotus Sutra, but the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra.
The night passed peacefully, the moon set and the sun rose, and a new day began again.
The monkey sweeps the floor, Fangzheng cleans the Buddhist hall, the red boy cooks, the squirrel makes snacks, and the lone wolf collects firewood. Everything seems to be the same as usual. If there is any difference, it means that the temple has three extra sticks of incense. That is the construction team.
Yes, the mountain road has been completely repaired today. The construction team has left. Liu Tao ran back and burned a stick of incense, leaving two hundred incense coins. Then he bowed and saluted the other party as he had something to do, and then left.
As the construction team left, Yizhishan became quiet again. Fangzheng had breakfast and left the temple. He looked at the brand new steps and stroked the handrails on both sides. He was delighted and muttered: "If you want to be rich,
, build the road first, now that the road is there, where is the rich?"
At this moment, the cell phone rang. Fang Zheng took a look and saw that it was indeed a child calling. Until now, Fang Zheng didn't know the child's name. He had no choice but to ask. It was hard for Fang Zheng to ask. He didn't know his son's name.
It’s easy to wear!
After picking up the phone, before Fang Zheng could speak, a tired woman's voice came from the other side, with a deep apology: "I'm sorry."
Fang Zheng was stunned and said: "Amitabha, where did the female donor's words come from?"
"It turns out to be a master. I'm sorry that my child has caused you trouble during this time, and thank you for the happiness you brought him last night." The woman's voice was filled with deep exhaustion.
Fang Zheng said: "Amitabha, the donor is too polite. The child is a good child, and the poor monk just wants to make him happy." Then he asked curiously: "Female donor, can you tell me why you do this?
"
"Hey... this child is naughty, and I can't help it. His father was an anti-narcotics policeman, and he died during an arrest operation a few years ago. He is the child's pride and god, and I'm afraid that the child will know
I couldn't bear the truth. So I never told him. He was sick recently, and it wasn't serious. But the child insisted on seeing his father and would not take medicine unless he saw his father. I could only trick him and say that his father works.
I'm busy defending my family and my country, and I can't come back.
But the child still refuses to do it and wants to listen to his father's voice.
I couldn't help it. I had a lot of things to do at that time, so I randomly made up a number and told him, hoping that he would take medicine with peace of mind. Who would have thought that he would secretly use my mobile phone to call..." The woman said this,
A little choked up. A woman supports a family. For the sake of her husband and children, she must hide it, and she must support the family with her thin shoulders. The pain and fatigue are not physical, but
It's spiritual.
"Master, I'm sorry, I really didn't expect things to develop to this point," the woman said.
Fang Zheng sighed and said: "Female donor, it doesn't matter. The poor monk also likes this well-behaved child. If needed again in the future, the poor monk can pretend to be his father at any time..."
The woman was stunned, and then replied: "Thank you, he is asleep, well... if it is possible, can it be done in the evening? He will need to take medicine at that time."
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Amitabha, of course. But, donor, do you plan to keep hiding it from him? Children will grow up day by day, and lies are lies after all. Even if they are white lies, they will be exposed sometimes."