"Buddha, I haven't slept well for two months, and I'm in a state of extreme tension. Can you please stop those two from fighting amongst themselves? I'm begging you!"
"If you say they want to fight amongst themselves, then the two of them should sit down together and have a real battle. Why drag me into this messenger role?"
"I'm really in a dilemma. I can't afford to offend either side. What should I do? If you disagree, you can just go to their office. Why do I have to relay your message? I'm just an employee, who can I afford to offend?"
"It's so difficult, so incredibly difficult! Buddha, how can I escape this sea of suffering? Could you take these two into the Buddhist order, let them cultivate, and help them achieve inner peace? If you can help me fulfill this wish, I'll come to burn incense for you every month, okay? Okay?"
Cen Xi knelt on the prayer mat and poured out his grievances like a firecracker. After finishing, he strangely examined the face of the Buddha, hoping that he could give him an answer.
She stared at it for a moment, and inexplicably felt that the Buddha in front of her seemed angry, as if he wanted to kill her with a single blow. Cen Xi had this thought.
The retribution came too quickly. Suddenly, one of the Buddha's left bronze hands snapped off with a loud crack and came straight at her face.
"ah!"
Cen Xi only had time to scream before she was hit and collapsed to the ground unconscious.
Meanwhile, in a dilapidated house in a small mountain village near the east of Da Yan Chao Yun City, a five-year-old boy and a three-year-old girl were looking at a woman on the bed who was dying with worry.
"Brother, Mother has been unconscious for three days. Will something happen to her? Are we going to lose our mother?"
The little girl looked at her five-year-old brother and tears streamed down her face.
"I have no idea."
The boy's face also showed worry.
"Waaaaaah, I want my mother! I want my mother, brother!"
The little girl cried so hard it was heartbreaking.
"Shut up! Damn it, I just complained about the boss, Buddha, you don't have to be so heartless, do you? Is it because they burned more incense for you that you're biased towards them?"
Cen Xi roared wildly without any regard for anything else as soon as she woke up.
Damn it, what did she do to deserve this? It's one thing to have a bad job, but now even a bronze statue is bullying her.
"Mommy, Mommy, you're awake! Little Fish thought... thought Mommy didn't want me anymore because I was too naughty, boohoo..."
Before Cen Xi could even process the frustration of the Buddha's hand hitting her, a fluffy head burrowed into her arms, nuzzling and stroking her, while the little guy mercilessly smeared snot and tears all over her face.
It took Cen Xi a while to realize that the place in front of her didn't seem to be that temple.
This is the home of these two little ones, and their home is very poor. Both little ones are wearing burlap clothes, which are patched all over.
"Mother, what's wrong?"
Seeing that his mother on the bed seemed to be in a bad state, the little boy climbed onto the bed as well and shook Cen Xi's arm.
Feeling the touch, Cen Xi subconsciously looked at herself.
Oh my god! She…
She was even wearing a linen outfit, blending in remarkably well with the rest of the family.
She must have opened her eyes wrong; she really needs to close them and die again. This is definitely not some kind of time travel.
She must be dreaming! She needs a long, deep sleep. She won't be here when she wakes up.
So she immediately closed her eyes, lay down on the bed, and pretended to be dead.
"Brother! Look, Mother has fainted again. What should I do?"
When the little girl saw that Cen Xi had closed her eyes again, her tears fell even harder.
“Mother, you must have been traumatized by something. I heard from Aunt Wang at the east end of the village that only a fool would do something like this. Our mother might have gone mad.”
The little boy sat on the inside of the bed, resting his chin on his hand, his innocent face full of seriousness.
"..."
"Well!"
"Is she stupid?"
"Your whole family is stupid!"
Cen Xi couldn't help but think to herself, "Fine! Since this is just a dream, I won't bother arguing with you, you little brat."
"What should we do? Brother, I want my mother!"
The little girl cried even harder. Cen Xi could clearly feel that a large patch of her clothes was wet around her stomach.
"Aunt Wang said that if you encounter a fool like this, just slap her hard twice and she will come to her senses."
"But, brother, we're just kids, we're not strong enough!"
The little girl stopped crying and grabbed her brother's clothes with her chubby little hands.
"Sister, let's get out of bed and go find Aunt Li next door. She's strong and can definitely save our mother."
The little boy thought for a moment and then prepared to act. His mother was too abnormal and should be slapped a couple of times.
"Yes! Little Fish, listen to your brother. I can't live without my mother."
The little girl wiped away her tears, rolled around on the bed a couple of times, then rolled to the edge of the bed, arched her back, and got off.
Listening to the conversation between the two little devils, Cen Xi couldn't keep up the act any longer. She couldn't possibly have been beaten up like a fool, could she?
"Little fish, your mother is just a little weak and needs to eat. Do you have any food at home?"
Cen Xi opened her eyes and glanced around the bare walls of her home. She thought to herself, "Damn it! Buddha, I haven't offended you, have I? You really didn't have to send me to a place like this."
Are you my boss's father, his biological father? That's why you can't stand hearing a single bad word about them?
"Mother, there's no food left at home. I... I'll go to Aunt Li's house next door and ask for some leftovers!"
Five-year-old Little Radish Head looked troubled.
"Never mind, I'm not too hungry. Mommy can't remember some things. Baby, can you tell me what happened? Where's your dad?"
Cen Xi didn't want to transmigrate into a poor wretch and be violated by some random man. She'd rather just stab her to death.
"Mother, are you feeling better? The doctor said you're dying, but we don't have any money to buy you medicine."
Before her brother could answer, her younger sister interrupted and asked.
"Sick? Am I sick?"
Cen Xi felt full of energy and didn't seem sick at all.
"Yes! Mother, Little Fish was so worried. Let me hold you."
After the little girl finished speaking, she got back onto the bed and hugged Cen Xi tightly. Her soft body felt like a ball of cotton against her skin, extremely comfortable.
Perhaps it was because of blood ties, but Cen Xi felt a strong liking for the little dumpling in front of her. It was as if these two little brats were her own children.
“Mother, our father fell and died a few days ago while picking a snow lotus in the snow mountain. You fell ill because you were too sad.”
The little boy on the ground looked at his sister's coquettish behavior with extreme longing in his eyes, but in the end, he didn't cling to Cen Xi and act coquettishly like his sister did.
What's your name?
Cen Xi looked at him and asked.
"My name is Liu Jiuyi, Mother. How could you forget my name?"
The little boy's disappointed expression was heartbreaking.
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