Chapter 190: My brother’s gift
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Deep in the Shangqiu Courtyard. There
are weeds.
There are piles of broken Buddha statues and broken bones.
If you have experience in autopsies, you will find that many of them are bones of young girls.
The bones are young, female.
It is not far from the place where incense is burned and worshiped.
In front is the Buddhist quiet place, and in the back is the Buddhist forbidden place.
There is no barrier between hell and Buddhism, just a line.
The grass grows the same.
The scene makes people feel uncomfortable.
Even Meng Shaoxia, a married young man from the capital who has been in the barracks, followed his father to fight in the war, and traveled half of the world, feels a little uncomfortable. What
he sees more is the prosperity and wealth of the capital.
When he saw the three people imprisoned in his cellar, he thought his father-in-law was too cruel.
Seeing such a beautiful person being so cruel made him feel a little scared.
Then when Yu Tui Guan died unexpectedly, he actually felt that it was a bit too hasty.
Yu Tui Guan was not the one who fell off the cliff.
In the end, they surrounded Shangqiuyuan.
The dagger was revealed.
His father-in-law's goal was Shangqiuyuan.
At this point, everyone should have seen it clearly.
Lord Yu was just a step to Shangqiuyuan.
As far as Meng Shaoxia knew, Yu Tui Guan did not deserve to die.
He was in charge of the prison, but he was corrupt and perverted the law. He murdered innocent people for money and let the real evildoers go.
This kind of greed is ten thousand times more disgusting than the father-in-law who took gifts for his son's birthday.
But he shouldn't die like this.
If he died like this, there would be no criminal law and no rules. If everyone followed suit, the world would definitely be in chaos .
But he followed from beginning to end and didn't find any problems. When he
arrived at Shangqiuyuan, he actually wanted to persuade his father-in-law.
After all, it is an important place for Buddhism. If he started this, he would be despised by thousands of people.
But before he opened his mouth to persuade, waves of people came up to persuade him.
Instead, Meng Shaoxia shut up. There must be something fishy and problematic here.
They brought so many people with them, and the door of Shangqiuyuan was always high and closed. The bells inside kept ringing and the incense was burning, without any fear.
The problem is huge, and they are reckless.
According to official rules, they should leave.
But knowing that there is a big problem, they still leave like this, and they feel very unwilling.
Meng Shaoxia experienced that kind of dilemma. He
felt aggrieved and helpless.
Until he saw the thick smoke in the temple.
His father-in-law said that he would take them in to save people and put out the fire.
Then they looked into Shangqiuyuan, saw heaven and hell.
He saw Buddha and ghosts.
The scene inside made Meng Shaoxia, a five-good young man, want to vomit. If he hadn't been wearing a mask, he would be worried about vomiting into the mask, which would have been even more disgusting, so he held it back.
He always knew that some people drowned baby girls. In some places, they were poor and didn't want baby girls, so they drowned them directly after they were born.
But there weren't as many broken limbs and arms as in the backyard of Shangqiu Courtyard, and the fingers were so small and slender.
Back to Jiang's house.
The first thing he did was to look for Xiao Yu'er.
Jiang Yu had been lying down most of the day.
When you have your period, the main recommendation is to lie down and rest. You probably feel that you have bled, so you need to lie down and rest more, and then you need to replenish your body.
Meng Shaoxia came back, changed her coat, and then lay down next to Xiao Yu'er.
Jiang Yu turned over and felt that there was another person beside her, with a familiar smell.
She put her hand on it out of habit, and hugged her legs like a spider, but then she remembered that she had her period, so she retracted her legs, leaving only her arms touching.
"Why is the smell of blood stronger than mine? What did you do today?"
Meng Shaoxia didn't say what he did, but just asked: "Xiao Yu'er, do you believe in Buddhism?"
Jiang Yu was half asleep, and yawned before saying: "Yes, my Buddha is everywhere. When I was a child, I would pick up beautiful stones, put them on the windowsill, and then worship them, hoping that the stones would bless me. When I saw a big tree, I would also worship it, hoping that the big tree would bless me, because I have never been to a temple. My mother said that it is very expensive and far to go to a temple to burn incense. Anyway, I worship everything. I don't know whether it blesses me or not, but I have worshiped it anyway."
Meng Shaoxia found it funny to hear Xiao Yu'er say that he worshipped everything, and he also felt that this seemed to be what his Xiao Yu'er would do.
"Does Brother Meng believe in Buddhism? Did you go to worship Buddha today?" Jiang Yu asked curiously.
"Well, sometimes I believe it, sometimes I don't. There is a Buddhist temple at home. If my grandfather, father, or me is fighting outside, my mother and grandmother will light incense in the temple all day long and pray for peace. Because we can't do anything, we can only burn incense. Ask for peace of mind. But when I am fighting outside, the people I meet are very troublesome. I always feel that there is no Buddha in this world. If there is a Buddha, it may require a fighting and defeating Buddha, killing someone to turn the world upside down, and returning to a bright and clear world."
Jiang Yu asked curiously: "Is there such a Buddha, a Buddha who specializes in fighting and killing? Doesn't Buddha not kill?"
"Yes. Next time I'll take you to the temples in the capital. There are many Buddhas there, of all kinds." Meng Shaoxia rubbed little Yu'er's belly.
"Does it still hurt?"
"No, Brother Meng, if you go to war in the future, I won't pray to Buddha or burn incense. I will wait for you at home and take care of the house for you. I hope you can come back soon."
"Okay."
"Today, I sent gifts to my parents, grandmother and grandfather in the capital, and sent your letter with them. I also wrote a letter." Jiang Yu remembered and said. "
Okay."
Meng Shaoxia fell asleep next to his wife.
He snored evenly, a little loudly.
In front of Xiao Yuer, he slept peacefully and calmly.
...
He ate noodles again in the evening.
But the noodles tonight were slightly different.
They were made by his father-in-law.
Meng Shaoxia was actually a little confused.
In the daytime, he saw his father-in-law chopping people with a knife, just like chopping melons, without mercy regardless of gender.
Now he saw his father-in-law chopping garlic with a knife.
The garlic stems seemed to be too old to be cut.
He handed the knife to his mother-in-law.
His mother-in-law chopped off the garlic stems with one knife.
He smiled in return.
Then he put it on the plate.
Jiang Mianmian protected the bowl: "Dad, I won't eat it. I don't like garlic."
"Eating some garlic is good for your health. It's not easy to catch a cold." Jiang Changtian explained.
Jiang Mianmian shook her head and refused.
Jiang Changtian didn't force it, so he shared it with others.
Jiang Feng was in good spirits and had no discomfort. He was in charge of finishing the meal and then came back to eat the noodles. He took a sip of the soup and smiled, "It's my father's craftsmanship. The noodle soup made by my father tastes lighter."
Meng Shaoxia didn't taste the difference. He didn't like noodles very much, so he really didn't taste the difference. However, he heard that eating garlic can prevent colds, so he picked up a piece for Xiao Yuer with chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, and picked up a piece to eat.
Spicy, burning heart, nose sore, eyes want to cry.
The taste of raw garlic is so spicy.
He quickly took another big mouthful of noodles to suppress the spiciness.
One mouthful of raw garlic, then a big mouthful of noodles.
He seemed to have suddenly mastered the way to eat noodles.
Everyone else laughed.
After dinner, the family will drink some tea and noodle soup.
Jiang Mianmian washed her hair today, and her hair is fluffy.
As a result, as soon as her brother came, he stroked her hair hard, and it felt like his fluffy hair was pressed down.
She tried to hide, but couldn't.
Woohoo, her fluffy long hair, her egg yolk long skirt.
Perhaps he felt that his sister was really angry, Jiang Feng said in a good temper: "I'll braid your hair, it will look good."
He actually took out a box of props.
He went to the street to buy them before going home today.
He bought a lot of things that little girls need.
His younger sisters are at home, one sister is married and is at home. The other sister is still young.
He remembered that he used to give a red rope, split into three parts, and Jiang Yu, A Niang, and Mian Mian all had one.
Jiang Yu was happy to show off all over the village.
He bought a box full of various hair flowers, combs, wide combs, and hair tying ropes.
At night.
The weather was getting cold.
Sitting in front of the stove, Jiang Feng combed his sister's hair very carefully.
His movements were very gentle, and he would occasionally pull out a strand of hair.
His sister's hair was very soft, and her head was warm, and she would move from time to time.
He pressed his sister's forehead, combed it very carefully, and tied several flowers in it.
Mianmian turned around, and Jiang Feng smiled.
Even with flowers all over her head, she still looked very beautiful.
Jiang Mianmian grabbed the comb and wanted to comb her brother's hair.
She combed it hard and pulled several strands of her brother's long hair. She braided it, put on a flower in his hair, and then laughed proudly.
Mother watched them having fun.
Father drank tea.
Brother-in-law fed his sister roasted dates.
The flames burned, and the aroma of dates wafted.
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