The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Fang Zheng came to the motorcycle, sat cross-legged, and waited quietly.

It didn't take long for Ruan Hai to come back, this time he looked extra excited! The whole man almost ran out of the water, ran to the motorcycle, and suddenly stopped. He didn't expect that the monk he met yesterday came again. Looking at Founder in doubt, Founder folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, the donor, met again. Today, it looks very happy, but what's the gain?"

While the Founder was talking, he glanced at Ruan Hai's dark hand, holding it tightly, as if holding something very important inside.

Founder wondered: "Ruan Hai is diving here every day, is it a treasure hunt? Am I guessing wrong?"

However, Ruan Hai did not share the meaning with Founder, but nodded politely, put on his clothes, and left on a motorcycle.

Looking at Ruan Hai's back, Fang Zheng shook his head slightly, still not catching up, but went back to the temple.

Ruan Hai returned home, parked the motorcycle, and ran quickly into the house. The thing that had been caught in the palm of his hand was finally carefully placed on the table. It was a little golden thing in the sun. A little reflective. Ruan Hai looked at this little thing, and his face seemed to shine endlessly in an instant. He smiled, so happy! When was the last time he laughed so much, he forgot himself. But today he is really happy!

However, the next moment Ruan Hai's smile disappeared, carefully observing the badge, and then he picked up and ran to the wall of that picture, and compared it with a picture. Above, his daughter stood at the school gate and smiled. It was brilliant, just like him just now. There is a badge on the chest. It is a golden base with Tiananmen Square and a red flag badge. It is very beautiful. But Ruan Hai's hand is just a golden one. Although there is a red flag on it, there is no Tiananmen Square!

Ruan Hai suddenly sat on the cymbal, letting the badge in his hand slip on the cymbal, leaning against the wall, closing his eyes, and whispering a lonely sound, only what he could understand, neither Knowing what to say ... Rubbing your face with rough hands, as if rubbing this way, you can wipe away all the pain.

This sitting was for a long time, and I don't know when, until someone asked him to work, he took his own tools and went out.

On the third day, when Founder went out again, Ouyang Fenghua and Red Baby both followed, and in this regard, Founder did not stop. A group of three people came to the river and looked at the ruins all over the ground. Ouyang Fenghua suddenly said with emotion: "For more than two decades, I did not expect this ruin to be still."

Founder hesitated and asked casually, "Door Ouyang, do you know here?"

Ouyang Fenghua said of course: "I know, my dad has been here before, and he also wrote an affection for the lover of the river."

Founder gave himself the thoughts of both mouths. He searched for clues all over the place, but he did not expect that the clues were right in front of him, but he suddenly disappeared! It's really hard! Looking around, Ruan Hai didn't come. There was still time. Founder found a stone. Everyone sat down and asked, "Can you tell me something about here?"

Ouyang Fenghua saw Founder's face look serious and serious, knowing that this was the business, and after a careful memory, said: "I haven't been here, I also heard. I have a photo album at home, there are many father Photos I took before. One of them is about the Dongjiang flood that happened 20 years ago. I heard my dad said that 20 years ago, there was a continuous rainstorm for a week. The rainstorm poured down. Organize the staff immediately, and supervise the nearby rivers, especially the Dongjiang River, day and night.

The Dongjiang River was growing fast. All the officers and men of the army and local police were on board, and various sandbags were piled up. So organized a large number of villagers collectively moved at that time ...

Later, the flood came down and flooded many villages and farmland. I heard my dad say that at that time many farmers were crying miserably, the family was gone, the land was gone, and there was almost no hope in a year ... hey ... "

"The government should give some subsidies." Founder asked.

"Yes, but it is useless to give too much. The concept of home is deeply entrenched. Nothing is more uncomfortable than home." Ouyang Fenghua lamented.

The red child said disapprovingly: "The home is gone, and it will be finished if we don't build another one. What a sad thing."

Ouyang Fenghua smiled bitterly: "People of that era and their love for home were far from what people can imagine now. I remember that my dad had seen that after some people were transferred and saw that the flood had not come, they ran back secretly Things, and as a result the flood came and all washed away ... "

Red children can't understand why these people do this. Is there anything more important than life? When he thought of this, he couldn't help thinking of the man on the battlefield ...

"Amitabha Buddha." The Founder folded his hands and declared a Buddha's name, which was considered off for those who left in the flood at that time.

"Do you know more, Donor?" Fang Zheng asked.

Ouyang Fenghua shook her head: "I don't know. I'm not very interested in these things, so I didn't ask much. But it was useless to ask. It was too messy at the time. I don't think my dad knew much."

When Founder was about to speak, he heard the sound of a motorcycle. He knew that Ruan Hai was here.

Founder got up and looked back. Sure enough, Ruan Hai rode a motorcycle again to the edge of the ruins. Yesterday's excitement disappeared from his face, and more of an inexplicable stubbornness.

"Master, what is he insisting on? Why does he come here for diving every day?" The red baby really didn't understand, could not understand.

Founder shook his head. He didn't know what Ruan Hai was doing, but Founder walked over.

When Ruan Hai saw Founder, he did not dodge. Perhaps he had seen it more often, knowing that the monk was not malicious. But I read him here every day, what is it for? He was also curious.

Founder came to Ruan Hai, folded his hands and declared a Buddhist title: "Amitabha, the donor, the poor monk you and I have met three times in a row, this is fate. The poor monk can guide you in a direction and may be able to find what you are looking for People or things. "

Ruan Hai watched Fang Zheng vigilantly, but did not refuse.

Founder continued: "Three Buddhas are enshrined in the Xiongguang Temple of Xiaguang Temple. The Buddha's magic is immense. If you pray in good faith, tell your story to the Buddha in the context of the Buddha. Strong. "