Farming and Reclaiming Wasteland, I Pampered Hou Ye In Ancient Times

Master Wuchen said that love is like this. When we have the opportunity to choose, we don't understand love.

When we really understand love, we have already lost the right to cry for a girl.

The vast majority of women are single-minded and whole-hearted practitioners.

When she falls in love with someone, she is destined to be deeply involved in delivery and give without reservation.

Her love is habitual and has a maternal halo, even if that person is a scumbag, she can't bear to draw a clear line.

It's not that she's stupid, it's not that she's insane, it's that she's so deeply in love that she can't help it.

When a man misses a woman to the extreme, he regards his thoughts as dust in the air.

In this way, wherever he goes, he can be contaminated with the breath of a woman, and everything he sees is her, and everything he thinks about is her.

Love is originally a matter of mutual affection. When you miss me, I happen to miss you too.

Even though we are not in the same space, our relationship is so close that we are always face to face.

However, not all love can achieve such close contact as holding hands.

There are also those who are separated from each other and can only express their miss for each other in various ways.

There is no way to change the distance in space, and both of them think about each other in their hearts.

But they can't hug each other, they can't kiss each other, two people can't see each other, even touching is a luxury.

Therefore, in those untouchable days, the most common thing couples do is to see things and think about others.

"Master, when you were young, did you have someone who loved... to the extreme?"

I originally wanted to ask Master Wuchen if he was a person who could not be loved, but I felt it was not kind.

So, I had no choice but to swallow the words back, and then turned a corner before speaking.

Master Wuchen looked at me and said with a smile: "You are a five-year-old child, and you still know how to care about the old monk's feelings. Isn't your mother emphasizing innocence and childlike fun?"

"Hey..." I smiled awkwardly.

But I was thinking in my heart, the mentality we have been taught by you old guys is almost old-fashioned, and we are still innocent.

Only my mother still foolishly thought that they were robbing us of childish fun, and they were forcing us to learn various skills.

Master Wuchen didn't know my inner world, he raised his head and sighed, "Actually, my love is no less than yours."

"You also have love?" I looked at him in surprise.

Master Wuchen said: "At the beginning, like your father, I used to love someone with all my heart, but I was not as lucky as your father, and all my love was wasted."

"And what happened next?" I asked eagerly.

Master Wuchen smiled and said: "Later... I became a monk."

I froze for a moment, this answer caught me off guard, and I stared at Master Wuchen with wide eyes in surprise.

I can't believe that he would make such a choice. To become a monk, you have to eat fast and chant Buddha for a hundred years.

Such a long time is a torment for a cultivator.

"Don't you hate her?" I asked hesitantly.

Master Wuchen shook his head and said: "I don't hate her, I just feel very sorry, if time can go back, I hope I never met her."

I was silent after listening, what kind of love would make a person prefer not to have met before.

Master Wuchen, like my father, has obsession with those he loves, but the person who is obsessed with him does not love him.

My admiration for my father has subconsciously increased by two levels. He is really lucky.

Seeing that I was silent, Master Wuchen continued, "Are you wondering why I chose to become a monk?"

Actually, I don't have any doubts at all, I'll make up my mind, if my mother doesn't love my father.

Well, if my father doesn't talk about being a monk, he might have been reincarnated a long time ago...

My father often told us that everything about him is because of our mother that he reached the pinnacle of life.

But seeing Master Wuchen's expectant eyes, I could only nod my head and say, "Well, I'm really curious about this."

Master Wuchen said softly: "Because I am heartbroken and don't like the kind of fights and intrigues in the world of mortals, I would rather become a monk."

"Did you really let go?" I asked a little surprised.

"I put it down a long time ago." Master Wuchen said indifferently: "When I lost my mind, I saved an eminent monk by chance.

Under his guidance, I became enlightened. When I was 20 years old, I went south to Tiantai Mountain and lived in seclusion under the Xiya Waterfall. "

I was very surprised: "You have been alone in the mountains for forty years, aren't you lonely?"

Master Wuchen said: "I practiced in the deep mountains and old forests, and I felt that one person was too much there. If there was a second person, wouldn't it be even more noisy?"

After all, I was only five years old at that time, and I thought what he said was unreasonable, and I couldn't leave my mother for a moment.

It's bearable to leave my father, but I want to cry after leaving my mother, so I looked at him sympathetically.

So I asked him if he had any friends in the secular world, or if he had any companions nearby.

Master Wuchen smiled slightly and said that he had abandoned all the concerns in the world, and only practice was left.

After I heard it, I couldn't help but sigh, "Why don't you find someone to continue loving?"

Master Wuchen shook his head and said, "You haven't grown up and don't understand love, you will understand when you grow up."

I was thinking secretly, grow up quickly, I seem to already understand love.

In the chat with Master Wuchen, I learned a lot of Zen, and with Uncle Zhao Yu, I learned to be tolerant when loving someone.

I learned how to form troops with Uncle Dai and Uncle Wei, anyway, I will learn something different from each of them.

My mother's harem is only her, and she has nothing to manage, so her energy is devoted to our father and son.

All kinds of delicacies, all kinds of different stories are told to us, and we have learned a lot from the stories.

We brothers and sisters feel that no matter Master Wuchen or the old master, their experience is not as rich as my mother's.

So we have to work harder to move forward, strive to learn as soon as possible, and then be better than our parents.

But we all know that's impossible, and we've been busy learning all these years.

My mother pays special attention to the combination of work and rest, and does not let us study too much, saying that it will be counterproductive.

So our childhood was really happy. We would often sit in the yard and eat the fruit juice squeezed by my mother.

My father cooks the food himself, who would have thought that the emperor and empress of the Xuanyan Dynasty would personally cook and cook meals for the children every day.

Our family of five eats breakfast, lunch, and dinner with my great-grandmother and grandmother.

My mother never cared about our studies, but she often paid attention to our emotional development.