Tang Yaoyao raised her eyes and looked at her. She was old and had cut off her long hair. Her shallow hair looked much more capable than ordinary old people from behind.
Wearing a gray cotton padded jacket, she is meditating, reciting Buddhist scriptures in her mouth and holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand. It gives people the feeling that she is a very Buddhist old man.
"Aunt," Qiao Yanzhi called
The old man stopped and turned over. When he saw Qiao rouge, he was very surprised: "rouge."
Then, after paying three respects to the Buddha, he got up and welcomed him.
Even if she is an old man, her temperament still exists. The wrinkles on her face make her look kind and gentle. It's not hard to see that she must be a very beautiful woman when she was young.
"Are you better, aunt?"
Qiao Xiuzhen nodded and said with a smile, "with the blessing of Bodhisattva, I'm much better. I'm not prepared for anything
The second half of the sentence is blame, just a smile between the lips, where is the meaning of a little blame?
Qiao Rouge curved his lips and said with a smile: "if you say it ahead of time, aunt, you have to greet me in a big way. There is a Buddhist hall at home. I don't want to waste it and disturb the purity of Buddhism."
Listen to words, Qiao Xiuzhen nodded, this just looked at the young man beside her.
Fu Xiuchen gave a warm smile and called respectfully, "aunt."
Xiao Jin Han also called out: "aunt."
Qiao Xiuzhen nodded happily: "OK, OK."
Then, she saw Tang Yaoyao. She lived more than 70 years old. Her eyes were yellow and turbid, not as clear as they were when she was young. Just now, there was a bit of fog in her eyes.
After a while, he asked, "this is the grape."
Tang Yaoyao nodded and cried with a smile, "I'm sorry to have come to visit you so long, aunt."
"If you can come, my aunt will be very happy. Come here and offer incense to Buddha and Bodhisattva. May our family be healthy and safe."
Qiao Xiuzhen said and took her to the Buddhist hall.
The old man has a unique smell, but it's not bad. On the contrary, it's a little more intimate.
Qiao Xiuzhen turned her head and yelled, "rouge, bring the eldest and the fourth in for incense."
"Well."
After that, everyone came over, holding three incense sticks in one hand, worshipping the Buddha statue in front of him three times, making a wish and offering incense again.
Qiao Xiuzhen said: "to be devout, the Bodhisattva will hear your wish. When it is realized, he will come to pay it back."
Tang Yaoyao meditated in his heart.
"I hope my family will be safe and happy."
She naturally believes that although Buddha is Buddha and immortal is immortal, in a sense, there is not much difference between them.
She was an immortal in her previous life and naturally believed in Buddhism.
After three bows, offer incense, and then retreat.
Qiao Xiuzhen looked at her, eyes full of love: "you and your mother, look very similar, before ah, your mother often here for Buddhism, perhaps her sincerity moved God, now, let your mother and daughter reunite."
Tang Yaoyao looked at his mother, went forward, took her hand, and said, "I will never leave you again."
Seeing this, Qiao Xiuzhen smiles and her eyes are filled with joy.
Tang Yaoyao looks at the aunt in front of her intentionally or unintentionally. She is an ordinary old man with no sense of hostility.
Can't help but think of the doubt before, and then look at her, the heart suddenly some at a loss.
Maybe, was she really wrong at first?
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