Chapter 62 Master, are you doing charity to gain merit?
The elders also said that children nowadays are very valuable and not as likely to die as before, so why do some people still believe this?
Yao Mengmeng had mixed feelings. She had always thought that the place where she lived was very civilized, but she didn't expect that there was always darkness under the sunshine.
She glanced at the woman who was crying bitterly over there. That was the mother in the live broadcast room last night.
Yao Mengmeng asked the policeman to pass the bouquet of chrysanthemums she bought over, then turned and left.
When Cheng Jinlan saw the bouquet of chrysanthemums, she was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't help crying.
Today she hurried back to her hometown, and Xie Liang and another person also came to her house, told her the truth of that year, and then asked for her forgiveness.
They said they wanted to build a funeral for Xie Cheng, rebury him, and were willing to bear all the expenses.
Such a big thing happened, and the county journalists came, saying that they wanted to report the incident.
Cheng Jinlan did not have the idea that family shame should not be made public. She had thought it through. The news always reported on brave people, so why couldn't her son do the same.
Xie Cheng saved so many people at such a young age, and he certainly deserved to be remembered.
She agreed, and she wanted to make up for what she owed her child.
Because the father-in-law's affair was exposed, he said he was ashamed to face people, and hid in the house with the door closed.
But compared to Xie Zude's killing of his own son, his little thing was nothing.
Cheng Jinlan had made up her mind that after burying Xie Cheng, she would divorce Xie Zude and then take Xiaoyu back to the provincial capital.
Because of Xie Zude's suspicion, Xiaoyu was forced to stay in the countryside since he was a child, and became a left-behind child like her Xie Cheng. It seemed that she owed him too much.
--Mingzhuo
That afternoon, Li Wenhe forwarded a piece of news to her.
The report said that dozens of children's skeletons were found under a bridge pier in a certain place. Some of them were very old, and some were even from recent years.
As soon as this report came out, many people left messages, saying that they also had such customs in their hometowns.
In some places, families threw children's bodies on the roadside for wild animals to eat.
Some would wrap the child in a straw mat and bury him hastily, then hang a mulberry branch and a piece of cast iron in front of the grave to prevent the child's soul from returning home.
In some places, the child's body is placed in a jar, commonly known as jar coffin burial.
But no matter which one, it is very cruel and inhumane to the child.
These feudal dregs were thought to have been abandoned long ago, but I didn't expect that some people still believe in them now.
Moreover, Xie Cheng's story is too tear-jerking. The little hero who should have been awarded was suspected of being a debt collector, was whipped and thrown on a bridge pier.
Many netizens asked for the address and specially called errand boys to help send flowers to commemorate Xie Cheng and those poor children who died young.
Ming Zhuo had contacted Wu Jiao before and asked if there was any way for the Xuanmen to have the local monks and Taoist priests perform a ritual to help those children to be reborn.
Wu Jiao happened to have seen the news and called to agree, saying that it was no problem at all and leave it to him! After hanging
up the phone, he lowered his head and thought, why did the master care so much about this matter?
He flipped through the comments area and found that many netizens mentioned that they saw exactly the same thing in a live broadcast room of a certain platform that only counted three hexagrams the night before.
Wu Jiao thought about it carefully and felt that he had discovered the truth!
Could it be that only counting three hexagrams is a vest worn by the master?
Oh my God, it’s only 10,000 hexagrams. Is the master doing charity to accumulate merit?
He went out and grabbed Zhuang Xun, "Are you watching the live broadcast?"
Taoist Tingyun next to him was not interested at first, but after ten seconds, he also came over.
A few minutes later, Wu Jiao and Taoist Tingyun looked at the only name in their follow list that only counted three hexagrams, and left with satisfaction.
Zhuang Xun took out his mobile phone without stopping, and also downloaded a certain platform app. He quickly found the live broadcast room that only counted three hexagrams and clicked to follow.
The master has profound Taoism and a compassionate heart. He is a role model for our generation. He wants to be a little fan and squat in the live broadcast room.
Besides, this is also a kind of practice. Maybe I can learn a lot.
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That night, when it was late at night and Ming Zhuo was just about to go to bed, the curtains moved automatically without wind.
Then she saw a young man, leading twenty or thirty children, floating in.
He died saving people, and he had merits, so his soul was pure white.
He was a tall, handsome boy, and even looked a little shy when he smiled.
The boy bowed to her with the children, then turned and walked through the wall, disappearing into the night.
Ming Zhuo knew that the bridge that suppressed them had been dug up, and the monks and Taoists performed a ritual for them, so they could go to reincarnate cleanly. Xie
Cheng will definitely be able to be reborn into a good one in his next life, and live a peaceful and smooth life.
Ming Zhuo closed his eyes with peace of mind and fell asleep gradually.
——The
next day was Monday.
Today is the day to release the results, whether it is the Olympiad selection or the monthly exam.
As soon as Mingzhuo sat down, Li Wenhe turned around and looked at the expression on her face.
Mingzhuo ate yogurt while saying, "Why are you looking at me? Even if you want to eat, I don't have any."
Li Wenhe thought to himself that this person was really patient and didn't reveal anything until now.
"How do you think you did in the exam this time? What place can you get?" He went straight to the point.
Mingzhuo looked at him meaningfully and said, "As for me, of course I have to do everything to the best of my ability. Otherwise, how can I be your master?"
Pei Di said from the side, "Of course the boss is the most powerful!"
He was originally Mingzhuo's younger brother. Now that he has followed the live broadcast several times, he has become more and more blindly worshipping Mingzhuo. He thinks the boss is so cool and powerful, and there is nothing in the world that the boss can't handle.
Li Wenhe smiled and said, "Really? Then congratulations, you've won the first battle."
He also collected and sorted out Mingzhuo's academic performance from childhood to adulthood in those few days, made a comparison, and then changed his mind.
He couldn't hold back on getting a low score, this guy was very strong, he hoped for a fair competition.
But the final winner would definitely be himself, this time he got an unprecedentedly high score.
He admitted that Mingzhuo was more talented than him in metaphysics, but he had an absolute advantage in exams.
This was another act of treason, he wanted to see how shocked Mingzhuo was.
The first class was taught by the homeroom teacher, Li Huili. It was obvious that Li Huili was in a very good mood today, she walked with a breeze and couldn't stop smiling.
Seeing the test paper in Li Huili's arms, the whole class perked up.
Li Huili didn't say much, and got straight to the point: "The scores of each subject in this monthly exam have been counted. The students in our class are very good, and the class average score is more than ten points higher than other classes."
This is indeed good news, and the whole class applauded.
Li Huili raised her hand and pressed it, indicating that they should be patient. "Under the leadership of Ruan Mingzhuo, the students in our class have recently developed a good habit of studying after school. This has also made many people's grades improve, especially two people who have made huge progress."
Xie Xiao looked at the head teacher expectantly. He has worked hard during this period, and his grades will definitely improve.
Just a huge improvement? This description is a bit strange.
She accidentally dropped to the tenth place in the class in the last exam, and returned to the top five. Even if there is improvement, it doesn't need to be described as a huge improvement.