The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 113 Confession (one more)

When the sky was blue and white, Ming Jing opened his eyes.

  The bedside alarm clock displays at five o'clock in the morning.

  Mingjing’s biological clock is very punctual, and she will get up at 4:30 in the morning in the middle of the nunnery for morning classes. There was never a day to slack off more than a decade ago.

  After returning to Zhu’s house, in order to adapt to mortal life, I adjusted to get up at five o'clock.

  The juniors have gone back to vulgarity, and they are still asleep at the moment.

  But she once made a great aspiration in front of her master, that she will not be affected by the world in this life, and she will often practice Brahma.

  After going to the toilet, simply wash up, Ming Jing picked up the phone and glanced at it.

  There is a WeChat friend verification request.

  ——This is Qufeitai.

  Five simple and rude words.

  The avatar is a very Q comic character, cool and cute, it is a reduced version of Qufeitai.

  Mingjing clicked and passed, and then put the phone aside, sat cross-legged on the floor, and started today’s morning class.

   Regarding morning and evening classes, the Buddha mentioned in the Buddhist texts that you and other monks will practice good dharma diligently during the day.

  Reciting scriptures in the middle of the night to self-message.

  There is no reason to sleep, so that a life will be empty, and there will be no gain!

  "Three ways, eight difficulties, fear and freedom from suffering, four graces and three full graces."

   Follow the text into the concept, return to the listening and reading.

  Time passed silently, Ming Jing opened his eyes, six elements to benefit, and the three industries are pure and harmonious.

  At the end of the morning class, I did a set of Olympiad exercises. The morning is the best time for memory. Der Spiegel usually uses this time to recite or do questions.

  At seven o'clock exactly, Ming Jing went downstairs to have breakfast.

  Lin Qing is still asleep. She rarely wakes up early in the morning when Mrs. Fu is used to life.

  I wish my grandma had eaten and went for a walk early.

  Mingchen Mingti and Mingyi are young, have developed a biological clock, and have no habit of sleeping late, so they basically accompany Mingjing to eat breakfast every morning.

  Laziness is a big taboo for practitioners. Master does not look at them to indulge them at a young age, but instead exercises more control over them. Good habits will benefit them for life.

  Fortunately, the three children are pure and kind in nature, and there is no constant complaint. Even the most squeamish Mingchen has been silently persevering.

  Now if you let them sleep in, they can't sleep either.

   Zhou’s mother walked to Ming Jing, “Miss, the night you came back last night, I didn’t have time to tell you that Xiangxiang didn’t come back last night, and no one answered her phone call. Isn’t something wrong?”

  Although Zhu Xiangxiang became more and more annoying afterwards, it was Zhou's mother who looked at the grown-up children. If something happened, her conscience would be distressed.

  Ming Jing said lightly: "She is in the hospital."

   "Huh?" Zhou's mother was startled.

   "Xiang Xiang is sick?"

   Zhou’s mother was worried, but seeing Ming Jing’s calm complexion, she knew there was nothing serious, and she was relieved.

  "I'll cook the soup and send it to her. Miss Xiang Xiang is very poor. I'll go to the hospital to take care of her, miss, okay?"

   Zhou's mother was afraid that Ming Jing was upset, but she thought too much.

  Ming Jing nodded: "Okay, I will go with you after breakfast."

   Zhou’s mother thought to herself that the eldest lady is a person of great compassion, and the most kind, she shouldn’t think of the eldest lady that way.

  On the contrary, Zhu Xiangxiang, she is prudent, jealous of the eldest lady every day, the eldest lady never cares about her, but also complains with virtue.

  To take care of Zhu Xiangxiang this time, she must take this opportunity to teach her well.

  If you continue, Zhu’s family won’t be able to keep her.

   Zhou’s mother went back to the kitchen to make soup.

  Mingchen and Mingti looked at each other.

  I wish Xiangxiang was hospitalized? It's really strange.

  Mingti wanted to say that she deserved it, but the second sister probably didn't like her talking like this, so she abruptly held back.

  I wish Xiangxiang woke up at three o'clock in the morning, awake with pain.

  Is this the Yin Cao Jifu?

   Zhu Xiangxiang couldn't help crying, thinking of his life, it was just a joke, and even sadness came from it.

  The nurse on duty was attracted by her cry and thought that her wound was hurting again, so she gave her an analgesic injection. The analgesic injections have a calming and hypnotic effect. Soon after, Zhu Xiangxiang went to sleep again.

When   woke up again, it was already eight in the morning.

  She stared at the ceiling blankly, and scenes from last night flashed in her mind.

  Wish Mingjing is dead?

  I don’t know why, if Zhu Mingjing is dead, she should be very happy. This is the scene she has been looking forward to for a long time.

   But now, she is not happy at all.

  She admitted that she was jealous of Zhu Mingjing, and being jealous of her is the true daughter of Zhu’s family, who can get the love of her mother and grandma unconditionally.

  I am jealous of her appearance and temperament that the world has attracted attention, as well as the achievement of being able to stand out from the crowd without any effort.

  I am jealous that she is always calm and unhurried, as if there is no one in this world, and everything is worth her attention.

  She has no love or hate.

  Always high above the sky, without seeing any dust.

  Admit it, Zhu Xiangxiang, you have always jumped up and down like a clown, but you just want to get her attention.

   Just when her heart was mixed, the door of the ward opened, and a fat old woman walked in with a rice bucket, and when she saw her, she immediately rushed over: "Xiangxiang, what's the matter with you?"

   "Mother Zhou..." Zhu Xiangxiang muttered at her, unable to help tears.

  The two hugged and cried.

   "Xiangxiang stops crying, Zhou Ma cooked your favorite rib soup for you. Let's drink the soup, and the wound will not hurt after drinking."

   Zhou’s mother opened the thermos and took the spoon to scoop the soup into the small bowl.

  Zhu Xiangxiang only then saw the mirror standing in the ward, and Zhu Xiangxiang was subconsciously stunned.

   "You...you are not dead?"

   Zhou’s mother gave her a white glance: "What nonsense? What kind of dead and alive to say, the eldest can live a hundred years."

  Is this kid stupid?

Zhu Xiangxiang ignored the wound and jumped from the hospital bed. She ran to Mingjing barefoot, trying to touch her scared face, crying and laughing, and said: "I thought you were dead... I'm sorry, it's all my fault, you Hit me, you scold me."

   Zhu Xiangxiang grabbed her hand and slapped her face, "Ding Jing, I'm really sorry for you, if hitting me makes you feel better, please hit as you please."

  Ming Jing brushed away her hand, her brows were light: "The person you are sorry for is not me."

   Zhu Xiangxiang's whole person suddenly froze, his face turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I... I don't know what's wrong with me? It's like a ghost has lost my mind, she bewitched me, you have to believe me in Spiegel..." Zhu Xiangxiang said impatiently, his expression again Anxious and annoyed.

  "No one can confuse you. You are just making excuses for your mistakes. If you admit it frankly, I can take a high look at you."

  The girl’s dark eyes resembled a deep ancient pond, mysterious and unpredictable. Zhu Xiangxiang looked away in fear and did not dare to look at her.

  This sentence, really poked Zhu Xiangxiang's most secret thoughts.

  Any thoughts she had could not escape Zhu Mingjing’s eyes.

  She dropped her head honestly, like a kid who did something wrong.

   "I was wrong, can you give me another chance?"

  "The person you are sorry for, besides your foster mother, also has yourself. You should ask yourself this sentence."

  "Heal your wounds, you have a lifetime to atone for your sins."

  The words fell and left the ward.

  Zhu Xiangxiang wanted to ask her how Zhou Ling was, but she didn't dare to speak. After what happened last night, she had already accepted her fate.

  Jealousy is like a chronic poison. Before you know it, it destroys your mind, controls your thoughts, and is guided by obsessions, step by step into the abyss.

  Fortunately, it is not too late for her to wake up, and she has no further obsession.

   Zhou’s mother was watching, she probably understood something.

Zhu Xiangxiang came back desperately, Zhou Ma softly persuaded: "Xiangxiang, people can't live in grievances and jealousy all their lives. This is wrong. You should look at the world with gratitude. You are already there. Fortunately, if it weren’t for being wronged, how can you enjoy the glory and wealth of the sixteen years of the wish family, and the love that your wife and old lady have for you for sixteen years? These are not fakes, every day of sixteen years is You have truly felt these memories, even in the past few decades, you will still not forget them. These are all your wealth."

"You must be grateful for your support and dedication to you, thank you for the cultivation and glory that the family has given you, and even more grateful for the sixteen years of suffering that the young lady has undertaken for you? Silly boy, no one is sorry for you, it is you who have been I don't want to come out in the horns."

"The young lady has a clear-eyed heart and a clean heart. Now that she has a lot of skills, can your little Jiujiu escape her eyes? Don't say how much the old lady loves her, just say the lady. From the beginning, she looked down on her. Now I am full of guilt to make up for it. The young lady puts eye drops on you casually in front of those two people. You will not be able to survive at the Zhu's house for a long time, but the young lady hasn't said anything. Why do you think it is?"

why? Maybe Zhu Mingjing has never treated her as an opponent, or disdain to treat her as an opponent.

"Xiangxiang, you were grown up by Zhou's mother. Zhou's mother treated you as a granddaughter. You did wrong things in the past, but in your life, who doesn't make any mistakes? Zhou's mother has no abilities, but she listened that day. Mingchen said a word, knowing a mistake can be corrected, and it is not a good thing. Zhou Ma will give you these eight characters. You can experience it yourself."

  Mother Zhou brought the ribs soup to Zhu Xiangxiang, "Drink it while it's hot."

  I wish Xiangxiang tears filled her eyelashes, "Mother Zhou, I remember it."

   "Pada" a tear fell into the bowl.

   Zhu Xiangxiang cried and laughed.

  ——

  Zhu Wentao has been in the detention center these days, and his life is very bad.

  In just a few days, people have lost a lot of weight.

  Every day the people from the procuratorate will take him away and interrogate him over and over again.

  A long time, no matter how good the mental quality is, people can't bear it.

Zhu Wentao is on the verge of collapse. The lawyer in charge of this case is one of the group of lawyers raised by the group, not the most important one. These lawyers are familiar with various commercial laws and regulations and help him in business negotiations or contracts. There are no disadvantages in the clause, but this kind of criminal case involving the person will not work.

  Attorney Wang is here again today. When Zhu Wentao saw him, he immediately said anxiously: "How is it? Did you see Secretary Zhou? What did she say?"

  Lawyer Wang is an elite man in his thirties, with a briefcase in his hand and his hair slickly combed.

   "Zhu Zong, one more person is coming with me today."

  Zhu Wentao’s eyes lit up: "Is it Secretary Zhou?"

  Lawyer Wang looked towards the door, and Zhu Wentao looked at him eagerly. When he saw the person who walked in, his face immediately changed.

   "Ding Spiegel? Why are you?"

  Lawyer Wang pulled a chair away, the mirror brushed the skirt, and Shi Shiran sat down.

   Picking up the receiver, looking through the glass at the man sitting opposite.

  Not seen for many days, as if ten years old.

  Bearded and thin, he is an ordinary middle-aged man.

   "Are you disappointed to see me?" Ming Jing's gentle voice came through the receiver, and Zhu Wentao's hand holding the receiver numb.

  "You...are you here to save Dad?" Zhu Wentao's eyes were full of expectation.

  He is really fed up with this kind of life without seeing the sun. If he can go out, even if he whispers to this most annoying daughter, he will admit it.

  "Everyone pays for the wrong things they have done, and you are no exception. In these days in the detention center, have you realized your mistakes?"

  Zhu Wentao grinds his teeth: "I...I was deceived, Mingjing, you have to trust your father, how difficult it is for your father to start the Zhu Group from scratch, how could I personally destroy it."

  "The Zhu Group is not yours alone. Even without you, it will still operate normally."

  Mingjing's words fell, Zhu Wentao's eyes widened.

Lawyer Wang looked into the mirror and said at the right time: "Zhu, you are in the detention center to isolate all information from the outside world, so you don’t know yet, the eldest lady has become the chairman of the group with the consent of all shareholders of the board of directors. Shenzhou Group has signed a cooperation agreement, the stock price has grown steadily, and other projects are also being followed up in an orderly manner. The young lady has brought vitality to the group and she is the savior of all employees of the Zhu Group."

  Lawyer Wang said that Zhu Wentao's face became paler, and he stared at the girl with a gentle smile in front of him in disbelief, suddenly feeling cold all over.

   "You...Where did you get your shares from?"

  Thinking of a possibility, Zhu Wentao's face turned paler, and his whole body was shaky.

   "You planned it from the beginning? You are a wolf ambition, I am your dad, do you even dare to calculate?"

  "Mr. Zhu, no, I should call you Mr. Zhu, Miss Zhu is dedicated to the company, and you don’t want to spray people with blood."

  Lawyer Wang said with a serious face, as if Zhu Wentao's slander on Zhu Mingjing was such a rebellious thing.

  Ming Jing is white and smiles softly and harmlessly.

  Zhu Wentao almost vomited blood, pointed at Ming Jing for a long time and could not speak.

  Ming Jing waved his hand, and Lawyer Wang retreated.

   "The official business is over, and then we count the housework."

  Zhu Wentao's instinct was not good, and he stared at Ming Jing vigilantly.

  "Are you still waiting for your secretary Zhou?"

   "What did you do to her? If you dare to hurt her, I will never let you go." Zhu Wentao said eagerly.

  Ming Jing shook his head slightly: "You are sympathetic to her, but she treats you unrighteously. Mr. Zhu's true feelings have been lost, which is really touching."

   "What are you talking about?"

  Ming Jing took out a list and dangled it in front of Zhu Wentao: “Zhou Ling sued you for many crimes in her name. This is the invoice mailed to the company by the court. Do you think it’s her signature?”

  Zhu Wentao patted his hands on the glass and looked at it carefully. He murmured: "It's impossible...It's definitely not true..."

  Ming Jing took out a voice recorder, turned on the switch, and the woman's familiar voice came out.

  That's Zhou Ling's voice, but it's not.

  The gentleness that was once will never be seen again, only the coldness and disgust deep into the bone marrow.

  ——Seeing that you are about to die, I won’t hide it from you. Zhu Wentao is even more hypocritical than I thought. How could I give birth to a child for him? Every time I was with him, it made me very sick. "

  Zhu Wentao saw the girl through the glass with compassion and pity in her eyes.

  At this moment, he may be the poorest person in the world. His wives are scattered, and the people betrayed.

  As the saying goes, poor people must have something to hate.

  Zhu Wentao remembered a long time ago when the road was blocked by heavy snow. He stepped on the snow to go home from the city. When passing an intersection, a figure suddenly rolled down on the hillside and fell to his feet.

The girl is wrapped in a thick green down jacket, wearing a hat, gloves and a scarf, like a caterpillar crawling in the snow, showing a pair of eyes, like the sky washed by water, clear and clean, all of a sudden let him Startled.

   "Hey, what are you looking at, please help me up." The girl yelled crisply, her eyebrows rose, her entire face was alive and fragrant for an instant.

   That year, he was eighteen years old.

  Since youth and young AIDS, all the way through the thorns and sand, in the most difficult days, he held her in the cold late night and vowed not to let the woman he loves in this life be a little bit wronged and hurt.

  Finally, he had all his hardships, but he forgot his vows, exiled and perished in the sensuality, and lost himself in the short-lived pleasure and vanity.

  Is this retribution?

  On the day when he applied for the divorce certificate, Lin Qing asked him: "Will you regret it?"

  He said decisively: "Never regret it."

  It turned out that the face slap came so quickly.

  　 The best revenge for a person is to let him live in remorse forever, and for the rest of his life, he cannot be freed.

But the purpose of Der Spiegel is not revenge. This kind of thinking is too narrow from the beginning. A truly compassionate person has universal love and universal love in her heart. She loves all living beings, but this kind of person is also the most ruthless, because she is no one. do not love.

  (End of this chapter)