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Be quiet, there are so many people inside. "

They quickly stopped laughing and looked around with curiosity. As if they were infected by the solemn atmosphere in the temple, or thinking about what they were going to do next, they followed the volunteers to learn the gestures and processes seriously and obediently.

The client asked a passing student: "Are you going to take the college entrance examination soon? Your school also organizes students to worship, is this okay?"

The student seemed to have expected someone to ask this question, and blinked: "Who said we are here to worship, we are here to travel and relax and relieve stress."

The client also smiled: "Yes, the scenery here is very good, I wish you good luck in the exam. "

When Zhao Yanjia heard "college entrance examination", she looked at the black and white school uniforms on the students and suddenly realized that it was the school uniform of her son's school.

Her son, Lin Xingtao, is also in his third year of high school.

But Lin Xingtao did not tell her about this trip, and she did not give him the mobile phone that she only gave him during holidays.

Since she could not contact him, she did not know whether she could meet him... It was rare to have free time. She thought about it, explained it to the client, and stopped on the stone steps to wait for her son.

The number of students gradually increased, and there was no teacher to lead them. They came by themselves, and they worshipped when they wanted to. After worshipping, they went to the vegetarian street to buy food and play.

The wind blew the floating clouds in the sky from east to west, and the water in the canal also rushed from upstream to downstream. Zhao Yanjia waited for a long time on the stone steps that had experienced wind and rain. She seemed to see her son's friends in the crowd. She was not sure that she did not wait for her son. She thought that maybe her son did not believe these things like her.

She decided to go to the vegetarian street to see if she could see her son sitting on a small bench and eating grilled gluten.

When she only After buying some food and returning to the main hall, she finally saw her son.

Lin Xingtao was walking up the stone steps alone, with his school uniform jacket hanging in his arms. He was sweating, his hair on his forehead was slightly wet and sticky, and his earlobes were slightly red.

Unlike his classmates who were in groups, he seemed particularly quiet, and every step was very slow, as if he was thinking about something.

A ray of particularly bright sunlight slanted down on his eyelids, and he turned his eyes away a little uncomfortably.

Zhao Yanjia noticed the corners of his mouth pursed, and realized that he was probably not very happy at the moment.

Zhao Yanjia didn't know why she retracted her foot that was about to meet him. She knew that if she went forward now, her son would definitely show a bright smile, but she suddenly couldn't move.

She was on the side, separated by heads and colorful clothes, watching Lin Xingtao holding his clothes in one hand and putting his other hand in his pocket, and walked to the wishing tree in front of the hall.

The volunteer quickly pulled Lin Xingtao and said, "Didn't I say that you should go inside to burn incense, pour water and pray for blessings, and then buy cards and hang them here. "

Lin Xingtao frowned, his body motionless. After a while, the volunteers went to greet other people, and Lin Xingtao stretched out a hand, turned over the card that was blown over by the wind, and put it back in his pocket.

He was reading the words on the card.

From top to bottom, from left to right, he read with relish, and occasionally laughed at the words on the card. Zhao Yanjia looked at him and was also a little amused.

However, Zhao Yanjia gradually became a little confused. Lin Xingtao had obviously arrived in front of the temple, but he did not go any further.

The floating shadows of the branches and the cards were reflected on his face, and the pair of black and white eyes just followed He listened to the bell ringing in the treetops—he didn't even look to the side.

It was already late, and the students who stayed here were also preparing to return to the gathering place. Finally, Lin Xingtao said hello to a few classmates he knew, walked to the front of the temple, and stood outside the threshold.

When he went to the side to see Lin Xingtao's expression, Zhao Yanjia's heart was hit by something.

The golden Buddha smiled silently across the air of several meters from the crowd, and Lin Xingtao, as the one being looked down upon, stood at the door, without emotion but focused on the classmates kneeling on the mats, lined up in neat rows, and and adults.

At that moment, Zhao Yanjia, because of his understanding of his son, almost thought that he had a sarcastic and self-deprecating smile on his lips, which flashed away.

But he clearly did nothing.

And because he did nothing, and because of his long gaze, his sunburned pale face made people feel a little... inexplicably sad and fragile.

- It was as if he was silently praying for something.

A monk who had been sitting beside him with his eyes half closed seemed to be startled by him, raised his head and was about to ask - Lin Xingtao simply turned around, put on his coat, and jumped down the stone steps.

Zhao Yanjia She was startled and a little angry at his unsafe behavior.

Soon, she also looked at her son's back.

The school uniform was large and fluttered when it flew up, like a bird raising its wings.

The figure with youthful vitality soon disappeared in the gradually dimming sky. Zhao Yanjia guessed that her son's young and tender face might have revealed a happy smile.

The wind was strong, Zhao Yanjia looked up and was almost dizzy by the rapidly changing vast sky.

She put a few strands of hair behind her ears, walked to the volunteer, and said, "Hello, my son is taking the college entrance examination, I want to help him worship."

——

Six people knelt on a mat, and Zhao Yanjia was assigned to the edge.

She saw the incense burner not far away, then the bag she had placed on the ground nearby, and finally the moving lips of a middle-aged woman who was mumbling to herself next to her.

The cigarette was slowly dispersing, rising from the ground and flowing all the way to the sky.

Zhao Yanjia made the gestures according to the teaching, but her hands were slightly trembling.

She doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas.

She knelt down.

There was no "peng" sound, the cushions were soft and the knees were very comfortable.

When she was still young, she actually didn't believe it either. But at that time, she was like all ordinary people. So what if she believed in something? She wanted peace of mind, conformity, and some fun.

So she looked around on the street with a wishing well in Yanjing and dropped a coin.

That wishing well is very magical, everyone says so.

At that time, she said in her heart: Please God bless, Zhao Yanjia wants to meet her rightful man.

In the main hall, Zhao Yanjia said in her heart: Please bless the Buddha, Taotao must be happy every day...

Throwing down the coin, she waited, smiling at the man opposite who also threw down the coin, and couldn't help but smile secretly.

The man was stunned for a moment, then an administrator ran over, and he boldly stretched out his hand.

The two hands were held together and they began to run happily.

Zhao Yanjia laughed while running, secretly laughing, smiling brightly, laughing so hard that she was out of breath - laughing so numbly, laughing so stiffly, laughing so hard, and crying that the light in her eyes dimmed.

Zhao Yanjia still remembers the day she ran away from home, and when she screamed and gave birth to Lin Xingtao, she told herself: You have to rely on yourself.

She told herself: The sky is full of gods and Buddhas! I won't pay attention to a stupid girl who thinks about men and love! Nor will he pay attention to a man who has been deceived by a man! A self-pitying single mother!

But... Zhao Yanjia remembered that she had taken Lin Xingtao back to his home in Yanjing when he was very young. She was so excited and angry, but she expressed it with cold words: "Now it's up to you to fight for it."

She was talking to her son and herself.

When I was young, I was so stubborn and angry.

She didn't know how many times she got off work, was extremely tired, and fell down on the sofa in the rental house, not wanting to do anything, and was in a daze.

She behaves like a strong woman who doesn't rely on anyone. She achieves what she calls self-reliance, self-reliance, self-respect, and self-love. But her eyes will really sore at this time - is it worth it?

Isn't this touching myself? Am I really not angry?

Wait, am I wavering?

She saw her young son walking out of the room, his shoes clicking on the floor, and said to her: "Mom, go back to your room to sleep, you will catch a cold."

Yes, you will catch a cold. Zhao Yanjia said to Lin Xingtao who was sick: "If you have a cold, drink more hot water. Taotao, mom, go boil the water. You will drink it all later."

Lin Xingtao said: "Okay."

Zhao Yanjia said: "Okay, mommy will go back to the room to sleep, and Taotao will go back to sleep too."

When he was a child, Lin Xingtao was too sensible and well-behaved.

So, at that time, at the banquet, how did Tao Tao answer her?

Zhao Yanjia lay down on the mat.

She now bent her knees and knelt on the mat, just like she knelt at her father's feet when she was pregnant out of wedlock, saying that she would not have an abortion, that she would marry Lin Xuanhuai, and that her child could not be an illegitimate child.

"Dad! He doesn't have a father, he can't live without a mother!"

"Dad! He can't have nothing!"

——Lin Xingtao said: "Mom, I will be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University."

He said this.

He didn't understand at all that no one there at that time cared about whether you would be admitted to Tsinghua University or Peking University.

Several of their children of the same generation will take the college entrance examination.

When he threw his favorite basketball into the box for the college entrance examination, when he became less and less smiling for the college entrance examination, he asked: "Mom, more than 500 Chinese students have committed suicide abroad in the past few years, and they are all from the Ivy League - —Why, they are obviously living a good life. "~Si~Rabbit~Read~online~

Because most people are not aware of the cruel rules of this world like them.

When I stand higher, I realize that I am too low.

Cigarettes are dim.

Zhao Yanjia saw smoke billowing from the sky in a trance.

"May the Buddha bless him to get what he wants."

Worship sincerely.

She got up from the mat, put the merit money into the box, and poured water on the boy's porcelain with a spoon. She bought many cards with "Title on the Gold List" and "Fish Leaping over the Dragon Gate" printed on them. She wrote Lin Xingtao's name on them and prepared to put them on the cards. They were all hung on the branches where Lin Xingtao had stopped to watch.

She stood where Lin Xingtao had been standing before and slowly turned back. People kneeling there to pray for the safety of their homes, prosperity of wealth, or blessings for having children, but she herself was actually just an ordinary person and an ordinary mother in the world.

——

About three years later, Zhao Yanjia had a dream.

She did not dream of the temple many years ago, but of a Taoist temple.

Fengcai embraces three statues on the ground, and the dragon's power creates a cave sky. This is written on the curtain.

She saw Lin Xingtao - exceptionally young Lin Xingtao standing with an old man with a white beard, facing a dilapidated statue of a god.

The old man looked serious, swept the dust from his hand, and bowed deeply in front of the statue.

At that moment, Zhao Yanjia seemed to see her son's expression clearly.

Just like he once stood in front of the temple for a long time, maybe he was hesitating.

But he still knelt down, because his movements were slower, and it looked like he had been swept away with the whisk.

Zhao Yanjia's heart suddenly ached with heartbreaking pain.

When he learned about the college entrance examination results, his son was not disappointed. He joked: "I think Nanda is not bad."

Zhao Yanjia was relieved - but, would he think about it, would he think about it - or maybe he should pray to the gods next time.

Lin Xingtao did not get into Tsinghua University or Peking University.

Zhao Yanjia's prayers to the gods were not successful once.

Zhao Yanjia looked at the god and asked Lin Xingtao what he was up to.

Zhao Yanjia heard her son's amazing ambition.

She was in a trance, and she couldn't help but reach out to touch Lin Xingtao's mouth, which was tightly bitten after he finished speaking. She wanted to tell him: Why did you make such an impossible promise? Mom just wants you to be well... You don't need to set such a big ambition.

The fire flickered, and in the mist of three incense sticks, Lin Xingtao's eyes were amazingly bright.

Zhao Yanjia seemed to hear herself saying: "Please ask the Buddha to bless him to get what he wants."

If the spiritual energy is revived, the gods and Buddhas in the sky will eventually have spirits.

A sigh slowly drifted away in my ears.

The god said: "Good."

Good, good.

Zhao Yanjia watched Lin Xingtao stand up, facing the rising sun, and looking at the white stars in the sky.

"Wait