Chapter 1138 Urging Him to Go Home
Sanwa stayed on the mountain for five days.
He wanted to stay a couple more days, but Song Chunxue ruthlessly drove him away.
"How much longer do you plan to stay? You have family waiting for you, and you have official business to attend to. Do you really not want your job anymore?"
"Hurry up and go, I'm worried you won't want to go back if you stay a couple more days. At this age, you should be shouldering heavy responsibilities. You think you can just quit and follow me to cultivate? You wish."
"You haven't even fulfilled your responsibilities, yet you're already dreaming of a carefree life in the world. Open your eyes and don't be fooled by your hometown."
“Go back and live a good life. When your children grow up and you retire, then you can come back to enjoy a peaceful life, understand?”
Sanwa said helplessly, "Mom, I know, please stop nagging. I'm not trying to be lazy, I just want to spend more time with you, okay? Aren't you sad right now?"
"I'm not sad. I'm so bothered by you all day long, how can I have time to be sad? Besides, do you know how busy I've been these past few days?" Song Chunxue pointed at his stomach and scolded, "All you do is eat, eat, eat. One minute you want to eat this, the next you want me to make that, the next you want to try that. Why don't you just pluck the clouds from the sky and let me stew them for you?"
Sanwa laughed, "I wanted to, but I couldn't reach it. Besides, your stubborn donkey gets along very well with my old donkey. If it gets pregnant with a mule, it would be a great joy to go back."
Song Chunxue softened her tone, "But I know that those of you who work in the government office are not allowed to leave your territory without a summons. If you keep acting like this, your second brother will scold you when you get back. Do you know how much your second brother envies you for getting to this point?"
When his second brother was mentioned, Sanwa's eyes dimmed.
"I know that if I quit, my second brother's status in my sister-in-law's family will be different. He's been keeping a close eye on me and doesn't dare to relax at all," Sanwa pleaded. "I finally got sick leave and wanted to rest for a while, but why does Mother keep telling me to leave? Can I stay one more day tomorrow?"
"No, we're leaving tomorrow. We've said everything we needed to say, discussed the current situations of all our old acquaintances, and scolded your relatives who came to stay with you. What else is there to say?"
Sanwa lowered his head and fiddled with the jade pendant tassel at his waist, remaining silent for a long time.
“I won’t bother you today. The vegetarian food on this mountain is pretty good. I’m going to chat with Master Zhang and I’ll sleep at his place tonight.” Sanwa got up. “I’ll leave the day after tomorrow. I know my limits.”
Song Chunxue also fell silent.
Both mother and son were thinking of each other, but their words were always so unsatisfactory.
Never mind, let him go.
"Then I'll make dumplings for you. What are we having for lunch tomorrow?"
Sanwa smiled and said, "I want to eat the fish you make."
"Okay, go ahead."
"Alright, then I'll go fishing with Master Zhang."
Before the words were even finished, Sanwa had already walked out of the yard.
Song Chunxue shook her head slightly, then sighed inwardly.
This child is very sensible.
If possible, she hoped to cultivate together with Sanwa on this mountain without any worries.
I had thought of myself as so thoughtful and ruthless, but when I saw my child, no mother wouldn't want to spend more time with him.
However, people cannot be indulged.
Spiritual practice is about self-control. Only through numerous forms of self-control and strict self-discipline in all aspects can one achieve the desired results.
Humans are most intolerant of laxity and indulgence.
These past few days, seeing Sanwa around has eased her longing for Xie Zheng.
Because she always remembers that she is not just a woman, but the mother of a child like Sanwa.
She cannot wallow in the pain of love; she can reminisce and feel sad, but she cannot immerse herself in it.
This is my senior's good intention.
Therefore, she always remembered that she was Master Song and that she had two disciples to teach.
She had already walked the path they were meant to walk; now it was time to teach them how to move forward.
Once she becomes a guide, she cannot linger too long along the way.
During the day, she followed her routine meticulously, keeping herself fully occupied, so no one could tell that she was the one who had been forgotten.
In the evenings, when she couldn't calm her mind during meditation, she would write on the table.
This is a letter to Xie Zheng from the past, to the Xie Zheng who wholeheartedly wanted to become her Daoist partner.
Write to yourself, copy a few poems for yourself, until you're so sleepy you can't keep your eyes open.
In the afternoon, she went to the training ground.
Long winds and long clouds, endless white night, and there's also Tu Dan'er.
"Today we're going to practice aerial swordsmanship, from here up the mountain and back. After that, you'll spar with me. Any questions?"
"No!"
Tu Dan'er shouted especially loudly.
"Let's begin. Same rules as always. Whoever performs the best will be rewarded with a meal I cooked."
This reward is the most practical because you can order the meal according to your own preferences and tastes.
"yes!"
An hour later, the children were drenched in sweat.
The June sun was too scorching, and they didn't want to continue training.
"Uncle-Master, can we take a break? I'm about to faint."
"Okay, let's go to the woods." No one wanted to teach outdoors in the afternoon because it was too sunny and hot.
They usually read indoors.
Martial arts practice is usually scheduled for the morning, with instruction from her, Master Zhang, and two other senior brothers.
Song Chunxue is quite easygoing and teaches everything, but she just can't take a break.
"It's cool and refreshing in the woods, but we can't be lazy. Whoever shoots down forty-nine leaves first gets to go back and rest," Song Chunxue instructed. "These forty-nine leaves must be on the arrows, not falling off."
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