7 One flower, one world
While they were talking, Xiao Tingyun had already woken up.
Seeing that her mother's eyes were tearful, she quickly reached out to wipe her tears and asked, "What's wrong, mother?"
Still a little weak and pale, she tried to narrow her eyes to comfort her mother.
This action made Song burst into tears, "You are going to make me die of anxiety!"
As he spoke, he placed his hand gently on his daughter's forehead.
Xiao Heming and Shen Lan stood behind Song, "Sister, you are awake, are you feeling any discomfort?"
"Yes, but you must tell us. Mother was really scared this time." Shen Lan was worried.
Feeling their genuine love, Xiao Tingyun was moved, but he just shook his head slightly and said, "Not really."
"Don't worry, everyone. I'm just tired for a while. It's not a big deal."
"Then what is the big deal? How can you hide your heart palpitations? Do you know how scared your mother will be when she hears it? Do you really want to dig out your mother's heart and crush it?!" Song was in tears, feeling distressed but trying not to scold her daughter.
I really owe my daughter a lot. I didn't give her a good body and made her sleepless for many days and nights. Now saying these words makes her feel even more uncomfortable!
Shen Lan approached Song to comfort her, "Don't worry too much, mother. It's the best thing that my third sister is fine. But please don't do such stupid things again in the future."
She gave Xiao Tingyun many warnings, and Xiao Tingyun smiled bitterly inwardly. This was the setting of this book. She was in poor health and had palpitations, so there were conditions that the doctor could not diagnose.
Whether the disease is cured or not, the patient will not die. However, Xiao Tingyun did not dare to say this now, as she was afraid that her mother would scold her again.
I could only nod obediently, "I know, thank you for worrying about me."
Suddenly Xiao Tingyun felt something was wrong. After a moment's thought, his brows tightened slightly, "Hiss——"
"What's wrong? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Song asked nervously.
"Mother, which doctor did you ask to take my pulse this time? I feel much better than before." Xiao Tingyun asked in surprise.
But it wasn't to comfort Song's heart. She did feel a lot more relaxed physically, a feeling that came from the inside out.
Xiao Heming and Shen Lan both breathed a sigh of relief. Xiao Heming started to explain, "It was Master Jingkong in the temple. He said you had palpitations and gave you a pill. That's all."
"Master Jingkong?" Xiao Tingyun was a little confused.
Song patted Xiao Tingyun's back gently, still a little scared. "Yes, I should really thank the master this time. You feel much better, and I have diagnosed your palpitations. This shows that Master Jingkong is a real medical expert."
"I was originally going to find the abbot, but a young monk said that Master Jingkong was waiting for me and took me to Master Jingkong." Xiao Heming was still a little surprised when he recalled what happened just now.
Shen Lan asked curiously, "How did Master Jingkong know that my sister was unwell?"
"Master Jingkong is an accomplished monk. He must have been guided by the Buddha, or it must have been divined. Either way, it's a good thing." The more Song listened, the more credible she found it. She was so happy that she asked the maid to prepare more money for incense.
Xiao Tingyun's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he suddenly felt that his greatest secret had been known to others. Matters concerning gods and Buddhas have always been mysterious.
Especially in the current situation, it is better to believe it exists than to believe it does not. "Mother, can we go and meet this master tomorrow? That way, we can thank him in person for saving our lives."
Song Wanrou nodded, "That should be the case. I'll ask Master Jingkong if he's free."
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"Master uncle has gone traveling."
"Why so sudden?"
The young monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, my uncle's whereabouts are always uncertain, but he left instructions before he left. If Madam comes to visit, I will give this to your young lady."
After that, he handed over a piece of paper.
Xiao Tingyun took it and listened to the little monk's farewell, "Thank you, little master."
Xiao Tingyun opened the note: Just understand your original mind, there is no need to seek Dharma.
Song also saw it, "This...what does Master Jingkong mean?"
The words above hit Xiao Tingyun's mind again and again like Buddhist chants, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
"Ayun?"
Song's call woke Xiao Tingyun up, "What's wrong? I called you several times but you didn't respond?"
"Are you feeling unwell again?"
Xiao Tingyun came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, mother, I'm just... wondering what the master means."
Song heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a hint of melancholy, "Master's words are always profound. I can only wait for you to slowly understand them."
Buddhism has always been like this. As people age and gain different experiences, they can understand different meanings.
"Okay..." Xiao Tingyun nodded softly.
"Take a good rest in Guanghua Temple for the next two days. I heard that the lotus pond behind Guanghua Temple is in beautiful bloom. It would be nice to take some servants with you to take a look." Thinking of this, Song said to her daughter.
"I will."
As she spoke, she remembered something and her tone became stern. She scolded the maid behind Xiao Tingyun, "You must take good care of the young lady this time. Otherwise, even if your young lady begs for mercy, I will not forgive you!"
"yes!"
"Yes!" Lanzhi bowed hurriedly in response, with a respectful and serious attitude!
Xiao Tingyun had no choice but to hug Song Wanrou and said softly, "Mother, it's okay! If you scare my little girl away, who will take care of me?"
Not long after Xiao Tingyun woke up, he discovered the wound on Luzhi's forehead. After asking for a long time, he found out that it was caused by Song's mother accidentally.
Luzhi also hurried to explain, saying that the lady had sent Nanny Liu to deliver medicine for the wound.
Xiao Tingyun simply asked her to rest and recuperate and did not allow her to follow.
"You, just protect these girls. You let them act lawless and dare to..." Song said a few words to her daughter in a bad mood.
Xiao Tingyun laughed and separated from her absentmindedly, "Mother, don't you still have to listen to the host chanting? It's not good to go too late."
"I see. I asked you to go with me but you insisted that you didn't want to listen to the scriptures. But at home, you often read Buddhist scriptures. It's really strange."
Knowing her daughter's little thoughts, Song didn't want to say any more and changed the subject.
Xiao Tingyun didn't care at all. He picked up a fallen leaf from the fake stone beside him and said slowly in a deep voice.
"What's so strange about this? The difference between listening to the master chanting Buddhist scriptures and reading the Buddhist scriptures yourself is that one is learned from others, and the other is read by yourself. Although it is not said whether the other person's views are too brilliant, it is still a personal opinion. The master chants Buddhist scriptures to help people in trouble no longer get lost, but I just do it to calm my mind."
"Besides, there is a saying in the Buddhist scriptures: One flower, one world; one leaf, one Bodhi. The truth of the world is hidden in these flowers and leaves, so why should I seek the faraway instead of the near?"
Xiao Tingyun tilted his wrist slightly, and the leaf floated in the wind and finally fell into the dust.
The wind suddenly blew the fine hair on her temples. Xiao Tingyun raised her hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. Then she smiled and turned to Song and said, "Mother, would you like to have lotus soup tonight?"
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