Four months after the divorce, she heard that her ex-husband was holding a one-month celebration for their newborn son.

Then it dawned on her that the family was forcing her to divorce, using her daughter's illness as an excuse to make her leave with nothing, all to make way for their unborn grandson.

Back then, people were honest and kind, and anyone who knew about this would condemn the family for being unkind.

She didn't complain much; she just worked hard to earn money and devoted herself to raising her daughter.

My daughter is also very promising. She has been sensible and obedient since she was a child, and her academic performance is outstanding. She even achieved the third place in the city's science stream in the college entrance examination.

At the time, banners were displayed at the school, in the neighborhood, and on the streets. Even her ex-husband shamelessly came to her door, wanting to repair their father-daughter relationship.

She did not interfere with her daughter's decision, but her daughter refused to acknowledge such a father, saying that he had ignored her for more than ten years. She said, "You don't love me. You just think it's profitable and want to find a backer for your son who can't study well."

Her ex-husband got a cold shoulder, and when he got back, he went around saying that she had raised her daughter to be so mean and unkind that she didn't even recognize her own father and deserved to be struck by lightning.

Years later, she often wondered if she had made a mistake here, failing to stop her daughter, which led to the unfortunate outcome.

After graduating from a university in Beijing, my daughter was hired by a large company with a high salary, and they bought her a big house in our hometown.

Two years of good times didn't last long before our daughter was suddenly diagnosed with cancer. We spent a lot of money and went through a lot of trouble, but we still couldn't save her.

When she suffered such a blow in middle age, her faith collapsed instantly. She didn't know how to go on living, so she turned to Buddhism to relieve her pain.

Her ex-husband then came to her door, demanding a share of their daughter's assets, saying that their daughter earned a lot of money in a big company and that he should get a share too.

The other party made a fuss for a long time, with lawsuits and tantrums, but no one expected that their daughter had taken precautions before her death and transferred all the property to her name.

But what good is all that money to her? It can't bring her daughter back to life.

To make matters worse, a murder suddenly occurred in the old house she had rented out.

The tenant was stabbed and bled to death in his room. His body was almost decomposing before the neighbors discovered it.

The incident caused a great stir in the local area, and the focus of public opinion was not the deceased and the mysterious murderer, but the landlady.

Her ex-husband's family spread rumors everywhere, saying that she was cursed with bad luck and that anyone who got involved with her would have a bad ending. Luckily, he divorced her early, otherwise he might have been cursed to death as well.

More and more strangers were pointing fingers at her behind her back, while some people who knew her advised her not to take it to heart.

How could I not take it to heart?

That day, she went to the market to buy groceries and saw a two- or three-year-old boy almost fall. She helped him up, and then a sharp voice came from the side: "Don't touch my son!"

The young woman shoved her hard and said, "Get away from me! Are you trying to kill my son?"

Someone nearby defended her, saying that she saw the child about to fall and that she was just helping to catch him.

The young woman persisted, saying that who knows if touching such a sinful person would bring bad luck?

That older woman said she was just unlucky, a good person, and that the other person meant well, so why were you saying such hurtful things?

The young woman said, "Where did I go too far? If she were truly a good woman, how could she not have a son? I think she's just not blessed with good fortune in her life, otherwise why would she pretend to believe in Buddhism?"

That day, she came out of the market and walked forward, her steps uneven.

She used to think that time passed too quickly, but after her daughter died, she realized that time actually moved so slowly, with every minute and second stretched out infinitely.

The next day, her ex-husband came to her door again, and she suddenly felt that her perseverance had become meaningless.

Perhaps a life of quiet contemplation and Buddhist practice is the best refuge for someone like her.

She said okay, I can give you the house, but I want to donate the money to charity to do good deeds for my daughter.

Mingzhuo paused here.

Why did it stop here? No, why should I give the house to my ex-husband? Why?!

[And the ending? This isn't the ending I wanted. I hoped that good would be rewarded and evil would be punished.]

My ex-husband and that rude young woman, I fucking want to slap them.

What good fortune could that sharp-tongued and mean-spirited young woman possibly have? I bet she'll suffer sooner or later.

[Could this story be based on this aunt's experience?]

[It's so frustrating! Why don't good people get good rewards?]

Looking at the desolate eyes of "Life is Like Tea" on the split screen, many people felt sad, wondering why it had to end like this.

Mingzhuo said firmly, "Good people may not necessarily be rewarded, but bad people will definitely be punished."

Life is like tea. Sitting in front of the screen, I listened quietly to the gentle voice telling her story. Strangely, she didn't feel pain or embarrassment; instead, she felt very calm.

Perhaps it was the subtle compassion in the anchor's tone, and the great kindness shown to her by these strangers online, that made her willing to confide in them.

“That boy is the person in the world closest to her by blood,” she suddenly said.

Since you have already decided to convert to Buddhism, why cling to your property?

She left the house to her daughter's younger brother, which was her last wish.

The comments section fell silent for a moment. Since Life is Like Tea has made such a decision, no one knew how to persuade them.

She has lost all hope in life, so what's the point of her fighting for the inheritance?

“But the problem is, that boy has no blood relation to her.” Mingzhuo’s voice came calmly.

Life is like tea. He paused for a moment, then stared blankly at the screen.

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