After seeing Chen Ahfu out of the meditation room, the old monk Wuzhi turned back to the cabinet and opened the box. He looked at it greedily, sniffed it again and again, and pulled his beard for a long time. Then he took out the green bird's nest, closed the box and put it back in the cabinet.
He said to another young monk who was about seven or eight years old, "Gui Er, I will be closed in for twenty days to make medicine and will not see anyone... Oh, no, I will not see anyone for thirty days. I will make medicine for the first twenty days and incense for the last ten days. The vegetarian meals will be delivered to the door of the medicine room or the incense room. Remember, no one is allowed to disturb me. For that donor Li, let your eldest brother Gui Ling give him acupuncture tomorrow, and then ask him to come to our temple again in two months."
The second young monk bowed and responded.
Chen Afu and others were escorted out of Lingyin Temple by the young monk Guiyi, and they boarded a carriage and headed for Yingxue Temple.
She could hear the Golden Swallow's sobbing in her mind. The little guy usually gave away the treasures in the space, and the leaves were measured in eye droppings, not to mention the more precious green bird's nest. Giving so much away was like taking out its little heart.
But Qiuyue was by her side, so she could neither enter the space to coax it nor communicate with it. She could only listen, which made her feel distressed and guilty.
It is spring now. The higher you go up the mountain, the greener the scenery becomes, interspersed with clusters of colorful mountain flowers.
In the backyard of Yingxue Temple, several children were playing in the yard outside the Zen room, their cheerful and clear laughter broke the tranquility of the past. Liaochen sat aside and watched, unable to hide the smile in his eyes.
As she laughed, she vaguely saw another scene: a beautiful young woman was sitting on the porch making clothes for her husband, and occasionally she would look up at her two children who were laughing and playing in the yard.
The young and handsome husband came back, and the beautiful woman hurriedly put down her clothes and stood up to greet him. The children ran even faster, the daughter was already in the husband's arms, and the son was also led by the husband.
The husband walked up to the woman, smiled gently, and said, "Yun'er, I'm back."
That scene seemed so long ago that it seemed like something from a previous life. She often felt uncertain: Was that beautiful woman her former self? Was that handsome man her former husband? Did she once have a husband, children, and a family?
A layer of mist covered Liaochen's eyes. She quickly raised her hand to wipe it away, lowered her head and twirled the Buddhist beads in her hand, and began to recite scriptures.
Suddenly, the children's shouting became louder.
“Mother…”
"Auntie..."
"Aunt Chen..."
Following the shout, the four children rushed towards Chen Afu at the gate of the courtyard, some hugged his waist and some grabbed his skirt.
Chen Ahfu laughed, squatted down and hugged the four children in his arms, and said with a smile, "My dears, keep your voices down. This is a Buddhist quiet place. We must not disturb the tranquility of the Bodhisattva."
Several children put their fat index fingers to their lips, hushed a few times, and their voices became quieter.
Chen Ahfu looked at Dabao, who was grinning, and thought of the bloody disaster the old monk had mentioned. Her heart ached so much that she really wanted to tie him to her belt and never let him leave her.
She touched his little face and said, "Dabao, you have to be well. Nothing must happen to you."
Dabao was a little confused, but he still nodded and said, "Oh."
Chu Hanyan said jealously, "What about my sister? Has Auntie forgotten about my sister?"
Yang Qian continued unwillingly, "There's still me, there's still me."
Yang Chao didn't say anything, but the look in his eyes showed that he couldn't forget him either.
Chen Ahfu touched their little faces again and said with a smile, "And you, you all need to be well."
Then, Chen Ahfu stood up and was surrounded by them and came to the side of Abbot Chen. He bowed to her and said with a smile, "Abbot Liaochen."
Liaochen stood up and said with a smile, "Ahfu, thank you. I like the plain clothes you made very much. I have to thank you even more. Yan'er is more cheerful and smart than the last time I saw her. Ah, that's great. This child can always give me a surprise every time I see her."
The little girl was able to make such rapid progress not only because of herself, but also because of the generous Jinbao who was crying in the space.
Chen Ahfu smiled and looked at Miss Chu who was looking up for praise. He touched her little face and said to Le Chen with a smile, "Sister Yan is very smart. I like her more and more." He added, "My skills in making clothes are not good. My stitches are not fine. I am sorry to make you laugh."
After chatting with Chen for a while, she got rid of a few of his followers and hurried to the guest room. She locked the door and slipped into the space.
I saw Golden Swallow lying on the ground, covering her head with her wings and crying bitterly, her little body twitching.
Chen Ahfu squatted down, picked it up and held it in his palm, saying, "Baby, stop crying. Mommy is distressed if you do this."
The golden swallow put down its wings, its eyes were swollen from crying, its little pointed beak was half open, its little pink tongue was still trembling, its tears wet the feathers on its little head, and it was still sobbing. "I have lived for so many years, and I have never given away so many things at once. It takes me at least 20 years to weave a green bird's nest. It is not only time-consuming, but also consumes a lot of my energy. The old bald donkey took so much from me in a flash, umm..."
Seeing its pitiful appearance, Chen Ahfu felt even more distressed. He held it in front of his eyes and said, "Oh, baby, you've broken Mommy's heart. Stop crying. Mommy thanks you on behalf of Brother Dabao."
After saying this, he couldn't help but kiss its little pointed mouth once, twice, three times, and then took out a handkerchief from his bosom to wipe its tears.
Jinbao stopped crying, and stared at Chen Afu blankly with his squinting eyes, then turned into admiration. He had been kissed by Chen Afu twice before, but both times were so quick that it was over before he could react. This time, he finally felt the taste of being kissed and loved.
It looked at Chen Ahfu, stretched its neck and chirped, "Mommy, why do I feel so tingling? Kisses are so nice, I like them so much, and I'm so happy. In the future, can you kiss me more? Just like you kiss Chou Dabao and Sister Yan'er. Don't worry, although my little mouth is powerful, it won't hurt Mommy."
What a child who lacks love. This little look, this little request, made Chen Ahfu's heart as soft as cotton candy. From this moment on, she was no longer afraid of its little pointed mouth.
Chen Ahfu raised it to his eyes and kissed it again, saying softly, "You are Mommy's baby, you will definitely not hurt Mommy. From now on, Mommy will kiss you more, just like kissing my own child."
After hearing this, the golden swallow smiled with its little pointed mouth hooked, and put the tip of the wing back into its mouth, as if savoring the kiss just now.
Seeing that it was healed, Chen Afu gently put it on the ground and said, "Baby, have a good rest. Mommy can't stay here for long. They are waiting for me outside." After that, he flashed out of the space.
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