There is a famous temple in my hometown, where people are full of tourists every day, and people who worship the Buddha are endless.
Story pictured: Temple
On that day, I went with my friends to play, and when I went down the mountain, it was raining heavily, and there was a wooden house at the foot of the mountain, so I ran in to hide from the rain, the house was slightly dilapidated, several places had leaked rain, and there were several rough mud bodhisattvas in the hall, which were already mottled.
As the rain became heavier and heavier, more and more people came into the house to hide from the rain, and from time to time there were nearby vendors with umbrellas coming in to sell some exquisite objects, I was idle, and selected a few strings of Buddha beads, although it was slightly more expensive than outside, because of the proximity to the temple, stained with aura, I felt that I was not wronged.
The rain didn't mean to stop, my friend and I picked it up, and suddenly the vendor talked to us, just so that we could buy more of her belongings.
The vendor was a middle-aged woman, bloated, with a blessed face, very good at talking, and she said with great interest: "In fact, this wooden house had a master before, and it was only moved out two years ago. ”
Pretending to be sad does not arouse much interest in us, but then, the middle-aged woman does not finish talking, as if she is talking about it every day, like a family treasure.
Perhaps the expression of the middle-aged woman is very interesting, no less than any mr. storyteller in ancient times, we actually put down the movement of our hands, and it sounds serious that the people sheltering from the rain in the house actually quietly came to listen.
According to the middle-aged woman, the owner of this house is named Du Lotus, who was very beautiful when she was young, and in order to make a living, after marriage, she went south and north with her husband, doing street and alley business.
Not long after, Du Lotus gave birth to a child outside, originally planned to return to the hometown to settle, just on the path passing through its hometown, suddenly out of a few robbery men, husband and wife two money was looted, this is not nothing, no one thought, a few big men actually moved the idea of the baby, came over and robbed, Du Lotus flower died to protect the child, helplessly the other side is many, after all, they were robbed.
The thin swaddle on the child's body was torn in half, half on the child, and the other half remained in the hands of Du Lotus, when the conditions were limited, the husband and wife searched for several years in the local area without results, and then gave birth to a second son after marriage, which returned to their hometown with tears.
After the couple returned to their hometown with their youngest son, they never forgot their eldest son, and the half of the swaddling piece was collected as a treasure, and they often shed tears when they thought about it, but fortunately, after many years, the younger son gradually became an adult, which was enough for her to forget the pain of the past.
But the sky was unfair, and when the youngest son was fifteen years old, two fathers and sons went down to the river to catch fish and both drowned.
Du Lotus was devastated and gave birth several times, and the monk of the temple warned her: "Your little child is still alive, you must not be born lightly, if you have a chance, you will meet each other." "To put it bluntly, the monk is just out of good intentions, crossing the life of a person, and only using her child as an excuse."
Story with picture: Buddha's Edge
Since then, Du Lotus has asked someone at the foot of the mountain to build a wooden house, sell incense candles to spend the day, and with the help of temple aura, begging day and night to meet his eldest son in his lifetime.
Years are like shuttles, time flies, unconsciously this shake has passed more than twenty years, Du Lotus flower has been more than 60 years old, white hair, leaning body, the destruction of the years has been dying of old age.
The middle-aged woman suddenly turned sharply, showed a surprised expression, and said: "No one expected that on the evening after the Mid-Autumn Festival of the previous year, the heavy rain was heavy..."
The middle-aged woman then told her mysterious style: That evening, the heavy rain was heavy, a strange man just came to the foot of the mountain, seeing that there was nowhere to shelter from the rain, he hid in the old woman's house, Du Lotus saw that he was soaked all over his body, and for many years he was sincere to the Buddha, and he must change his clothes.
Du Lotus flower moved out an old wooden box, opened, one by one to open the husband's old clothes, always can not find a satisfactory, until the box turned over to the sky, suddenly Du Lotus flower saw the bottom of the box half of the swaddling.
Du Lotus flower touched the scene, took out the old tears, the man was very curious, and then Du Lotus flower told his past without asking questions.
When the man heard this, he showed a panicked look, he hurriedly approached, carefully looked at the old swaddling, blue plaid flower cloth, and suddenly knelt down on his knees in front of Du Lotus's body and shouted: "Mother, my son has finally found you." ”
Middle-aged women talk about this, in fact, the story is almost even, everyone feels very surprised, there are such coincidences in the world.
At this moment, the middle-aged woman's words turned sharply, and then talked about the experience of a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged woman said that the man's name was Lu Yuwen, early past the age of standing, he was adopted by a middle-aged man with a slope foot when he was a child, when he was in his thirties, the man with the foot of the slope suddenly fell ill and died, and the man of the foot of the slope had always claimed to be Lu Yuwen's biological father before, saying that his mother died in childbirth, just after the man of the foot of the slope, at this moment it was more appropriate to say that the old man was actually more suitable, and before the old man was seriously ill and dying, he told himself the truth about all the truth.
The old man repented and told Lu Yuwen that he had no wife and no children all his life, so he bought a baby to raise as a child, and he wanted to have a companion when he was old, but he suddenly fell seriously ill and died. Naturally, the half piece of swaddling left on Lu Yuwen's body at that time undoubtedly became the only clue for him to find his mother, and in order to find his mother, Lu Yuwen had to go to the local temple to pray everywhere.
No one thought that things were such a coincidence, because a heavy rain wet the clothes, Du Lotus was kind enough to take him in and insisted on changing him into a dry dress, and the mother and son were reunited for more than thirty years, and the heartache in it was understandable to ordinary people.
The story is basically over at this point, the middle-aged woman is very humorous and funny, and has to make everyone suspect that she has the ingredient of adding oil and vinegar, no matter what, but more is the sigh that covers the truth, and the crowd sighs.
Story with picture: Mandate of Heaven
Life is in the world, the world is impermanent, there are thousands of sorrows and joys, endless grievances, endless love and hatred, sometimes have to believe in fate, do not believe in cause and effect. At the end of the article, I wish good people under the heavens a peaceful life, good people have good rewards, family harmony, and happy marriage (end of story).