Chapter 367
Yunmian subconsciously avoided thinking about the reality that her mother might be injured or even die.
The system did not give any pessimistic reminders, but instead curiously changed the subject: "Why does Mianmian believe in Guanyin Bodhisattva so much?"
In fact, it has already curious about this matter for several worlds.
In every world, children almost always firmly believe that Guanyin Bodhisattva will protect them and keep them safe when facing certain difficulties.
But Mianmian was only 5 years old when she died, and she had been living in a hospital ward. How could she have been exposed to the teachings of gods and Buddhas, and why did she only have such a devout faith in Guanyin Bodhisattva?
The system finally took the opportunity today to ask questions about the doubts that had accumulated in countless small worlds.
"Because Guanyin Bodhisattva is very powerful, she knows many things and will protect everyone who is sick and hospitalized."
Yunmian opened her eyes wide and said softly, "When I was in the hospital, I saw many people kneeling on the ground and kowtowed to Guanyin Bodhisattva when they were sick. My mother kowtowed too, but I saw it secretly."
"...Your mother also kowtowed to Guanyin Bodhisattva?!" The system thought for a moment that it was hallucinating.
"Yes~" Yunmian held her cheek and said seriously: "And a grandmother in the ward told me that my mother is Guanyin Bodhisattva, so I like Guanyin Bodhisattva the most."
The system was silent for a while, then slowly closed its nonexistent but shocked jaw and said dryly: "Mianmian... why did she say that? Your mother is obviously a living person."
This is simply spreading feudal superstition! !
But it's not right to say that. Anyway, it's very strange. How could an ordinary person say such a strange thing? Isn't this just lying to children? !
"My mother is Guanyin Bodhisattva!" Yunmian was particularly serious, and stressed with a stern face: "Uncle, that grandma didn't lie to me, I'm not a stupid kid who was deceived!"
The grandmother said that Guanyin Bodhisattva can be either male or female, and is a deity who saves people from suffering in the world.
Grandma also said that there are actually many Bodhisattvas hidden in the hospital. When everyone kneels down and kowtows in the cold corridor, the Bodhisattvas will see them and bless them.
"Xiao Nan, your mother is a Bodhisattva who stays by your side. Those doctors are also Bodhisattvas who save people from suffering. Look at the other people who stay by their side and take care of them when they are sick. Aren't they also Bodhisattvas?"
"Xiao Nan, your mother works so hard. Compared to those gods and Buddhas that we can't see or touch, she is the living Bodhisattva who truly uses her life to protect you and prevent the King of Hell from snatching you away..."
"Those young people always go to temples to burn incense and worship Buddha. They pray for peace and prosperity. In fact, in the end, all they pray for is peace of mind. Little girl, Buddha cannot give people peace of mind, but people who are willing to open their hearts to you can."
"I am old and seriously ill. My Bodhisattva can no longer protect me, but you are still so small. In the days ahead, you and your mother will be safe and sound..."
The grandmother had no children and was sent to the hospital by the community. She usually had no one to chat with and no one to take care of her. Yunjin would occasionally take care of her and ask the old lady to look after Yunmian more when she was in the ward. This way, Yunjin would feel more at ease when she went out.
Although it was just a transaction, it was enough to warm the heart of the helpless old lady, so she was also very kind to Yunmian. Sometimes, no matter how uncomfortable she was, she would force herself to cheer up Yunmian and make her happy.
Maybe because no one had ever talked to her before, she always talked a lot to Yunmian. Yunmian didn’t understand most of the words, but she would write them down and sometimes tell them to her mother, nurses or doctors in a childish voice.
Until one day, when Yunmian came back from the preoperative checkup, she saw an aunt about the same age as her mother in the hospital corridor, kneeling on the cold and hard floor tiles of the hospital, crying with red eyes, and kowtowing towards the window again and again.
Yunmian remembered that scene for a long time, and later she noticed that there were many people doing the same thing in the hospital.
This includes his own mother.
Yunmian, who was less than 4 years old at that time, had no idea what was happening, but the sight of those people kneeling down again and again, and kowtowed painfully and devoutly in her mind still left little Yunmian with a great shock and impact.
She secretly listened to her mother's pleas to the gods, listened to her mother weakly and helplessly asking those strange names to bless her with a smooth, safe and healthy operation, and listened to her mother swearing that she was willing to pay the price of her own life in exchange for her living a few more years.
Yun Mian fled back to the ward in a panic, wearing an empty and loose hospital gown. When her mother tidied herself up and walked into the ward with her usual smile, she even suspected that what she had seen was not her mother but another strange and scary person.
But the grandmother said that my mother was at her wits' end, and that my mother loved her so much that she was willing to kneel down and kowtow to the invisible gods, and was willing to exchange her own life, just to prevent her from suffering so much when she was sick.
Yunmian, who was less than 4 years old, did not understand such a heavy love at all. She could not hear or see it. She was trapped and tortured by illness and did not understand what mother's love was and what its use was.
Until the kind grandmother died in the hospital bed next to her.
That was the first time Yunmian faced true and irreversible death.
The talkative grandma, who always called Xiaonan's grandma with a smile, just closed her eyes quietly, never to wake up again.
That day, her mother held her in her arms all night long without letting go, and she would wake her up from time to time, feeling very uneasy as if she was afraid that if she let go, she would fall asleep peacefully like her grandmother and never wake up again.
Yunmian lay in her mother's arms. The unique smell of disinfectant and medicine in the hospital was masked by the warm scent of her mother. That night, Yunmian seemed to finally understand vaguely why her grandmother said that her mother was a living Bodhisattva who came to the world to protect Mianmian.
Only my mother would always watch over me, and only my mother would be afraid that I would not be able to wake up after falling asleep.
Except for her mother, this big world and so many people have nothing to do with Mianmian.
She is just her mother's baby.
Grandma said that many people in the world are protected by Bodhisattvas, but Mom is the Guanyin Bodhisattva that belongs only to Mianmian.
Others have to kneel and kowtow in front of the temple to pray for peace of mind, but Mianmian only needs to snuggle in her mother's warm arms and she will not be afraid of anything.
"Uncle, Mom is a Bodhisattva who came to earth to protect me and love me. You can't say bad things about her and grandma."
Yun Mian reached out and poked the system uncle's light ball body, firmly defending the Bodhisattva identity of the old lady and her mother.
She was not a stupid child who could be fooled by just a few words from others. The old lady was a very good person and would definitely not lie to her.
system:"……"
This time it was silent for an unusually long time.
It was not until Yunmian was startled by the ringing of the telephone and answered it anxiously and impatiently that it came out of those complicated and somewhat sad emotions.
"Mother!!"
The child, who was depressed just now, suddenly became much more cheerful in tone when he saw his mother wearing a clean and tidy military uniform and looking uninjured on the screen, and his eyes were filled with sparkling little stars again.
The moment Yun Yijin saw his daughter appear, all the sharpness in his eyes turned into a gentle smile.
"Have you been waiting for a long time, Mianmian? Mom was a little busy just now, so she didn't have time to answer Mianmian's call." She explained in a calm tone, not looking like she had just experienced a whole day of life-and-death battles.
The child who was anxious and worried just now immediately shook his head like a rattle: "It didn't take that long, mom, are you busy now?"
The system looked at the child who wanted to stick his whole body to the light screen, and looked so eager to penetrate the light screen to reach his mother, and the system could not help but shake its head helplessly.
Good-for-nothing boy, mom is the whole world.
This kind of complete love and dependence really made Tong feel jealous.
Yunmian had no idea what the System Uncle was thinking. Her heart and eyes were filled with her mother.
"Mom, the flowers at home are in bloom~" Yun Mian ran to the window, raised the light computer on her wrist, and let her mother see the small flower bed that was well taken care of by Yun Er in the night below.
“Thank you for your hard work, waiter.” Yun Yijin looked at the dim but familiar flowerbed on the screen and said softly, “When Mianmian goes to school, why not ask the waiter to bring you two pots of green plants to the dormitory.”
Yunmian agreed to all of her mother's suggestions without missing a word.
It was already very late before Yun Yijin coaxed her daughter, who was particularly clingy today, to go to bed.
Yunmian didn't want to sleep. She had been worried all night. She felt extremely anxious when she thought about not knowing her mother's safety after hanging up the phone.
But my mother looked very tired. Although she was smiling, the bloodshot in her eyes revealed her deep fatigue at the moment.
The child pursed his lips gently, and said good night to his mother in a soft and obedient voice.
After hanging up the phone, she held the space button necklace and her light computer in her hands, staring blankly for a while, then lowered her head and poked the light screen with her slender fingers, and made an appointment with everyone in the Guardian Team for virtual battlefield ranking training for the next three days of the holiday.
The system felt tired for her and couldn't help but advise her: "Mianmian, you are still children. Isn't the training intensity too high? There is a saying called combining work with rest. Proper rest is also very important for you."
Even if it's just one day off to rest?
Good morning, babies~
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