The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 128 Brightness (Part 1)

Zhu Xiangxiang's departure has no impact on Ming Spiegel's life. It should be said that this person will not have any impact on Ming Spiegel.

It was an accident to meet Zhao Xiaohui at the gate of the community in the morning. Ming Jing knew what kind of impact bringing Zhao Xiaohui in would have on Zhu Xiangxiang's life, but she still brought him in.

This is the fate that Zhu Xiangxiang will bear, what will happen in the future, and the answer to waiting for time.

"Ding" just as the mobile phone was charged and turned on, a WeChat message sounded.

Ming Jing picked up the phone and glanced at it.

Xiao Qu'er - Are you home yet?

Der Spiegel did not change the note of the WeChat contact, this little song is Qu Feitai.

The avatar is still his own cartoon image, which is very Q and cute, which is quite different from his cool, handsome and aloof image.

Ding Jing tapped the screen with his fingers and replied with a word "um".

Then she put down her phone and went about her own business.

"Third Young Master?" Yun Mo was shocked to find that the always aloof Third Young Master was smiling at the phone... a bit like an idiot.

Qu Feitai immediately restrained his smile, and the quickness of his face change made Yun Mo wonder if he was hallucinating.

"Go back, I have important things to do in Jiangzhou." Qu Feitai said coldly.

"But Third Young Master, if you don't go back, I can't report to my husband."

"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me." Qu Feitai didn't give any face.

Yun Mo sighed: "Since you don't want to leave, then I can only reluctantly stay and protect you."

"Whatever." After leaving two words, Feitai returned to the bedroom with the phone in his arms.

Qu Feitai stared at the word "um" in the dialogue box for a long time.

For a person like Ming Jing who cherishes words like gold, a single word "um" is enough to express many things.

Qu Feitai tapped his fingers on the screen, typed many words, and deleted them one by one.

Then click on the gourmet app and start searching for any restaurants in Jiangzhou that are suitable for dating.

Ding Jing finished his work and took a look at his phone.

Xiaoquer——Tomorrow at 6 o'clock in the evening, we will see you at the Love Letter Music Restaurant in Times Square.

Ming Jing thought that he still owed him two meals, so he said hello.

Qu Feitai was rolling on the bed with a good word in his arms, the happiness of a teenager is sometimes so simple.

"Miss, it's not good, my wife has fallen ill." Mother Zhou rushed in and said.

Ming Jing closed the notebook, "Let's go."

This was Ming Jing's first time stepping into Lin Qing's bedroom. Lin Qing was lying on the big bed, even the red silk pajamas could not conceal her pale face.

Seeing the bright mirror, Lin Qing wanted to sit up with her body propped up, and glared at Zhou's mother displeased.

Mother Zhou touched her nose.

Ming Jing sat beside the bed, held her wrist and touched it.

"Worried and worried, depressed, if you don't want to give up Zhu Xiangxiang, it's not too late to come back now."

Ming Jing's cold voice fell in Lin Qing's ears.

Lin Qing grabbed Ming Jing's hand with his backhand: "Ming Jing, it's not what you think. I'm sad. How could I raise a white-eyed wolf after sixteen years of raising it? My mother has failed too much."

Zhou's mother saw this posture and quietly retreated, leaving space for the mother and daughter.

"Then hurting your body for someone who is not worth it, do you feel wronged?"

The cold voice spoke plainly, without any emotion.

Lin Qing felt cold for a moment, and stared blankly at the face that was close at hand.

A beautiful face, but also ruthless.

There are people in the world in those eyes, but there is no room for one person.

Even her biological mother.

Lin Qing felt scared for the first time, her own daughter was an emotionless monster.

Lin Qing let go of her hand little by little. She would rather Mingjing cry at her, shout at her, and accuse her of partiality, and she would even feel comforted in her heart, rather than Mingjing being as calm as ever, as if no matter what she did, she don't care.

She believed that Ming Jing didn't drive Zhu Xiangxiang out on purpose, Ming Jing was not that kind of person at all, and she didn't bother, but because of this, she was even more chilled.

A person who can be ruthless to his biological father, how much affection does he have for her mother who used to treat her coldly?

She suddenly realized that she couldn't enjoy any admiration from this daughter.

Is this God's punishment for her?

Ming Jing's dark eyes seemed to see through all her thoughts, and a faint mockery emerged.

Lin Qing's heart tightened, she quickly turned her head and turned over: "I'm fine, just take a rest, you go out first."

Those eyes make people dare not look directly at them.

Lin Qing pinched the corner of the quilt and didn't hear any sound for a long time. When she turned her head, she found that Ming Jing disappeared at some point.

Lin Qing was so frightened that she immediately sat up from the bed, with cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

Does this girl walk without sound?

——

"Miss, there is your courier." Han Suwen took a courier and handed it to Ming Jing.

Zhou Ying jumped out from the side and snatched it away: "Cousin, what good things did you buy?"

Ming Jing glanced at her lightly: "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Zhou Ying screamed strangely, "Then can I open it?"

Ming Jing nodded: "As you wish."

Smiling, Zhou Ying found scissors and cut open the express package. There was a layer of foam inside, which was tightly wrapped.

"What? It's so tightly packed."

It took Zhou Ying a long time to open it. When the foam was opened, it turned out to be a very delicate box inside. At a glance, you can tell that the things inside are not cheap.

Ming Ti and Ming Chen came over and stood aside watching.

Zhou Ying looked at the box, which was filled with the symbol of the swastika, which felt weird and gorgeous.

Ming Jing realized something, and suddenly said, "Give it to me."

Zhou Ying handed the box to Ming Jing, and Ming Jing carried it back to the room.

Zhou Ying glanced at Mingti: "Do you know what it is?"

Mingti shook his head.

The second sister who returned to Zhu's house was no longer the second sister she knew before.

Zhou Ying eagerly followed Ming Jing into her room, and Ming Jing didn't say anything when she saw it. Zhou Ying was overjoyed, and quietly looked at Ming Jing's room, which was the most mysterious place in the entire Zhu family for her.

What surprised her was that Mingjing's room was not like a girl's room, it only gave people two feelings.

Clean and cold.

Everywhere is spotless, even the window sills are shiny, and the sheets and quilts on the big bed are neat and tidy, without a single wrinkle.

There was a yellowed scripture book and a mobile phone on the bedside table, and there were several bottles of cosmetics on the dressing table opposite. Zhou Ying secretly wrote down the brands.

There was a laptop on the small coffee table by the window, and there were a few books next to it. Zhou Ying took a closer look and found that it was about advanced mathematics and calculus. The rest were English books, which she couldn't understand.

Zhou Ying was shocked. Is my cousin already reading advanced mathematics and calculus, which is a textbook that is only read in college? No wonder he got the highest score in the Olympiad. Is this brain still an ordinary person's?

The closet door was opened a crack, looking up, it was all white...

How many different white dresses did my cousin buy?

The room was spotlessly clean, but cold and unpopular.

Living in a room like this would drive her crazy.

Only those who have no desires and desires like my cousin can bear it.

Seeing that Ming Jing opened the box, Zhou Ying looked at it with her head and asked in surprise, "Why is it a Buddha statue?"

Looking at the very broken bronze statue, those eyes make people feel uncomfortable.

Ming Jing quietly looked into the eyes of the Buddha statue. It was a gold-plated Buddha statue donated by Gutian that was photographed by Shen Zhou last night.

Shen Zhou, a gold-plated Buddha statue worth 10 million yuan, was given to her like this.

Ming Jing held the Buddha statue in both hands, took it out carefully, looked at the direction of the room, and placed it in the west direction.

Mingchen and Mingti immediately walked over and bowed to the Buddha statue three times.

Seeing the strange behavior of the three teachers and sisters, Zhou Ying had no choice but to bow to the Buddha statue.

Ming Jing stood in front of the Buddha statue, and said calmly: "Save the suffering beings, escape from the sea of ​​suffering, hell is not empty, and vow not to become a Buddha."

"The Bodhisattva is above, the disciple is a mirror."

The young girl held the flower in her hand, with a compassionate and gentle expression.

Zhou Ying stared blankly, and suddenly felt that Ming Jing's whole body seemed to emit a faint golden light, which was clearly close in front of her eyes, but it gave her a feeling of being out of reach.

Cousin Mingjing is really a Buddha.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, one of the four great Bodhisattvas of the Buddhist family, made a great wish in front of the Buddha, that the hell is not empty, and he vowed not to become a Buddha.

The Buddha statue has gone through thousands of years, but its power of thought has not diminished, and it has even become stronger.

Ordinary people put this Buddha statue, not only can't exorcise evil spirits and avoid evil, but may even cause disasters due to their lack of belief. Its thought power is already impure, and if people with unstable minds hold it, it will cause disaster within a few days.

It is necessary to chant scriptures and cast mantras to cleanse. Wipe away the nameless dust, see the truth of all dharmas, and discover the wisdom of Prajna.

However, for those who really practice, it is of great benefit to their cultivation.

It is said in the Sutra of the Bodhisattva’s Vows: If there are good men and good women in the future, if they hear the words of the Bodhisattva, they will praise, name, make offerings to, or even paint and carve their image, so that people will never fall Evil way.

If you sincerely recite the name of the Bodhisattva you enshrine, you will receive boundless blessings.

In Buddhist practice, the key lies in the word sincerity, sincerity leads to spirit.

The bright mirror opens its eyes again, and the eyes are as clear as the sea, embracing everything in the world.

And the eyes of the Buddha statue are half-closed, and it seems that from any angle, he is smiling compassionately.

The Buddha has great wisdom, great compassion and great power, and his enlightenment and deeds are perfect.

Bodhisattvas feel sentient beings, solve the ignorance of all living beings, do not break the appearance of life, and do the Bodhisattva deeds.

Ming Jing looked into the Bodhisattva's eyes and smiled slightly.

"The disciple understands."

Ming Ti and Ming Chen looked at each other in blank dismay.

The master once said that the second sister was born with spiritual roots, and she would be a rare Buddhist master. The second sister would understand many sutras after the master taught them, but she and the eldest sister and the third sister were still at a loss.

Sometimes the second sister's cleverness scares them, even the most aggressive eldest sister, seeing the second sister is like a mouse meeting a cat.

The master is majestic and respectful to the elders and mentors, but to the second sister, he is afraid from the bottom of his heart.

She remembered that when she was a child, she got up in the middle of the night and passed by the Buddhist hall, and saw the thin figure of the second sister kneeling in front of the Buddha statue.

In the silent late night, the ethereal voice of the girl seemed to be tortured from the soul.

"My disciple committed a lot of crimes in the previous life, and the Buddha punished me in this life. So, was I also offended when I was deceived and killed? Are those who harmed me punished by the Buddha? What is good? What is evil?"

The master said that only those with advanced cultivation can see the previous life. At that time, the second sister was less than ten years old.

The so-called benefit will hurt, the second sister's success also ends here, and the failure also ends here.

Ming Ti looked at the slender figure in front of him, dressed in white clothes like a banished fairy, cold and untouched by the world, his eyes gradually deepened.

Leaving Ming Jing's room, Ming Ti took Ming Chen back to the bedroom on the third floor and closed the door.

Ming Chen rubbed his wrist: "What are you doing?"

Mingti's expression gradually became serious: "Do you still remember what Master said?"

"What? Master has said a lot, which one are you referring to?"

"Second sister."

Ming Chen was stunned: "Master just said it casually, do you really believe it?"

"Master is a monk, so she doesn't lie. She asked us to follow the second sister to prevent her from going astray."

Ming Chen couldn't straighten his back from laughing as if hearing some joke, and pointed at her, "Are you kidding, our second sister is the kindest girl in the world, and no one in Jiangzhou knows who Miss Zhu is." The reincarnation of a bodhisattva is the most kind and compassionate, even if you can go astray, the second sister will not."

Ming gave her a white look: "Idiot."

Ming Chen pouted and said unhappily: "I can't pass the exam, you still have the face to call me stupid?"

Ming Ti frowned and murmured: "All dharmas are based on the mind and emotion. What exactly does Master mean by this sentence?"

"What is emotion? The seven emotions and six desires? Joy, anger, worry, love, hatred, and desire."

"Love? What is love? You usually watch those messy TV shows the most. Tell me, what is love?"

Ming Chen smiled and said: "Love has little love and big love. Second sister's love is big love. She loves everyone, but her love for us is little love. And love, ah, this is simply the most beautiful love in the world." It's a wonderful thing, she can make people crazy and enchanted..."

"Wait." Ming Ti interrupted her with a frown, "Put away all the messy things in your mind, you are so young and think about something immoral all day long."

"Love." Ming Ti frowned.

"Qu Feitai, don't let this person get close to Second Sister again."

"Why? He's so handsome, so talented, and a big star. Isn't it great that he likes Second Sister?"

"What do you know?" Ming Ti knocked her on the head with a chestnut, and said with a straight face, "You can do what I say. There are so many words. In short, from today onwards, we will follow the second sister and resolutely put an end to Qu Fei. Every possibility that Taiwan can get close to her."

Ming Chen curled his lips, and muttered softly: "You are simply the incarnation of Master, damn it."

"What did you say?" Mingti narrowed his eyes.

"It's nothing." Ming Chen took out the phone, unlocked it skillfully and posted on Weibo.

The popularity of Qu Feitai on the hot search list has only increased. After a night of fermentation, almost everyone can sing the song Baiyi.

Ming Chen retweeted praises and comments everywhere - err, the second brother-in-law is so handsome, so cool, it's beyond words.

Soon there was a commenter whose ID was Moths to the Flame—where did the elementary school students come from, isn’t this the sentence pattern of the last century? The village has just connected to the Internet? Killing me.

Mingchen replied to him——yes, yes, how do you know I'm a primary school student? 【cute】

Moths to the flame - [Speechless] Primary school students, I admit defeat.

Ming Chen—hee hee, be good [touch head]

The other party did not reply to her again, and after ten minutes reminded someone to pay attention to her, Ming Chen clicked on it, and it turned out to be this moth to the flame.

Mouth dislikes integrity, hum.

Moths to the Flame sent her a private message: Why did you call your second brother-in-law?

Mingchen held the phone, glanced at Mingti secretly, and typed quickly - because he is my second brother-in-law.

Moths to the flame: I really lost to you, elementary school student.

A shadow fell, and Ming Chen typed quickly: My parents are going to take my phone away, little moth, let's talk back!

Moths to the flame: Fuck, what a primary school student! ! 1

"Give me the phone." Mingti's cold voice came from above his head.

Ming Chen raised his head pitifully, his big wet eyes were innocent and pitiful: "I'll play for a little while, okay?"

Mingti snatched her mobile phone involuntarily: "The Internet is full of fish and dragons, and the information is difficult to distinguish. Reading too much will affect your mood. You want to become an impetuous elm head, pretend I didn't say it."

"You're talking about someone else, and I won't be affected."

"The impact is subtle, and by the time you discover it, it's too late."

Ming Chen curled his lips: "Why do you care about me?"

"Because I'm your sister."

"You are obviously my sister."

Ming Ti was unmoved: "I said it was your sister, it is your sister."

It's really justified, Mingchen wanted to cry, but was taken care of by the master and senior sister in the nunnery, and went down the mountain thinking he was free, but was taken care of by Mingti again, the key is that Mingti knows her better than the master and senior sister, it is simply the right medicine, let her It's hard for her not to compromise.

Ming Ti locked the phone in the cabinet and threw a set of test papers to Ming Chen, "There will be a middle school entrance exam in mid-August, if you don't want to embarrass your second sister, you should study hard."

Ming Chen took the test paper and turned his grief and anger into strength. The sixty-minute test paper was finished in ten minutes.

Ming Ti checked it again, and looked at Ming Chen with some surprise.

Ming Chen raised his eyebrows proudly.

"The wording is a bit ugly. When the time comes, the score will be deducted, and I still won't get a full score."

Mingti took out a copybook and threw it to her: "Practice ten pages a day until the exam."

Mingchen kept complaining, and opened the copybook, which was Mingti's own handmade copybook, one page of blank paper, one page of transcribed Heart Sutra, followed by the Miaofajing Great Compassion Mantra, written in a thick pile until the year of the monkey.

The handwriting on the top is strong and beautiful, with a restrained view, but actually hides the sharpness, which is much more charming than the words of ordinary calligraphers.

Ming Chen said with emotion: "Second sister's handwriting is even praised by the master. When will I be able to practice to this level?"

"Let's talk about it if you can hang your arms for ten years like a day. The second sister never slack off in meditation, calligraphy and chess, so she has learned something. And you, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, even self-discipline. If not, how can we talk about success.”

Mingti wanted to grab her by the ear and scold her, but she was the one who pulled her up from the bed every morning, otherwise she would have slept until the sun was up.

Mingchen's temperament needs someone to supervise him every day, otherwise he will be ruined.

Ming Chen shivered, and resigned himself to grinding the inkstone: "I don't want to live as tired as Second Sister, if I restrain myself and keep my heart every day, I will go crazy."

"Practitioners, it is necessary to abandon the seven emotions and six desires, abstain from laziness, anger, and greed. It can only be said that you are not suitable for cultivation."

Ming Chen's eyes lit up: "I've already returned to vulgarity, why are you still so strict with me?"

Ming Ti patted the table and said with a straight face: "Hurry up, don't dawdle, if the second sister finds out that you are so lazy, she will definitely scold you."

"No, Second Sister wouldn't scold me, Second Sister would just be too lazy to talk to me haha." Ming Chen said and laughed.

"In order not to embarrass the second sister, I worked hard."

Ming Chen rolled up his sleeves and buried himself in practicing calligraphy.

Ming Ti watched quietly for a while, and seeing that Ming Chen had completely calmed down, he went to the side and picked up his junior high school textbook to preview.

In fact, Ming Chen is much smarter than her. In terms of IQ, she is not as good as Ming Chen, but Ming Chen is coquettish and lazy by nature. Into the right ear and out, the heart is very big, she can only be supervised by her younger sister on a daily basis, so as not to let her talent go to waste, at least she can't lose the person of the second sister.

"Miss, the procuratorate has called and added new evidence. Mr.'s case has been submitted to the court for public prosecution." Han Suwen walked over and said.

When she was in college, she minored in law. After submitting the public prosecution, the case was transferred to the court. The trial period was as short as 20 days and as long as two months.

Ming Jing raised his eyes, facing Lin Qing's face was pale, and his body was crumbling.

Lin Qing looked at the girl opposite. In just three months, her husband was not a husband, and her daughter was not a daughter. They were all unkind to her.

Even the son doesn't enter this house, and doesn't recognize her as a mother.

What a failure she has lived.

Even the only biological daughter was so cold and heartless, and she couldn't feel the slightest warmth from her body.

Lin Qing suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Persist a little longer, and you will see the light you want."

Ming Jing left a faint sentence, turned and went downstairs.

Lin Qing froze in place, not understanding what Ming Jing meant.