The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 128 Brightness (one more)

  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 encounter Zhao Xiaohui at the gate of the community in the morning. Ming Spiegel knew how bringing Zhao Xiaohui in would affect Zhu Xiangxiang’s life, but she still brought people in.

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

  As soon as the "ding" phone was charged and powered on, the WeChat message sounded.

  Mingjing picked up the phone and glanced at it.

  Small Quer—Are you home?

  Mingjing did not change the remarks of the WeChat contact. This little song is Qufeitai.

  The avatar is still his own comic image, very cute, very different from his own cool and cool image.

  Ding Jing's finger tapped the screen, and a word of yes was returned.

After   , she put down her phone to do her own thing.

   "The Third Young Master?" Yun Mo was shocked to find that the always cold Third Young Master actually smiled at the phone...a bit like a fool.

  Qu Feitai immediately converged his smile, and the rapid change of his face made Yun Mo marvel at whether he had hallucinations.

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

   "But the third master, if you don't go back, I can't deal with the husband."

   "That's your business, it has nothing to do with me." Qu Feitai gave no face at all.

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

  "Whatever you want." After dropping the two characters, Feitai took the phone back to the bedroom.

  Qu Feitai looked at the word um in the dialog box for a long time.

  For people like Der Spiegel who cherish words like gold, one um is enough to express many things.

  Qufeitai tapped his finger on the screen, typed many words, and deleted them one by one.

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

  Ding Jing picked up the phone and took a look after finishing the work.

  Small Quer—Tomorrow at six o’clock tomorrow night, we will see you at the Love Letter Music Restaurant in Times Square.

  Ming Jing thought that she still owed him two meals, so she got back.

  Qu Feitai rolls on the bed holding a good word, and the happiness of teenagers sometimes comes as simple as that.

   "Miss, it's not OK, my wife is ill." Zhou Ma rushed in and said.

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

  This is the first time that Ming Spiegel has stepped into Lin Qing’s bedroom. Lin Qing is lying on the big bed. The red silk pajamas can't hide her pale face.

   Seeing Ming Jing, Lin Qing wanted to sit up on her back, staring at Zhou's mother in discomfort.

   Zhou's mother touched her nose.

  Mingjing sat on the side of the bed, held her wrist and touched it.

  "Worry and worry, and feel depressed. If you are reluctant to wish Xiangxiang, it is not too late to come back."

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

  Lin Qing grabbed Ming Jing’s hand with his backhand: “Ding Jing, it’s not what you think. I am sad. How can I raise a white-eyed wolf after 16 years of raising? My mother is really a failure.”

   Zhou’s mother saw this posture quietly backing out, leaving room for the mother and daughter.

   "Then hurt your body for someone who is not worthy. Do you feel wronged?"

  The cold voice is flat and straightforward, without any emotions.

  Lin Qing felt cold for a moment, staring at the face close at hand in a daze.

  A beautiful face, but also ruthless.

  There are people in those eyes, but they can't pretend to be a person.

  Even her biological mother.

  Lin Qing felt scared for the first time. Her biological daughter was a monster with no emotions.

Lin Qing let go of her hand a little bit. She would rather Ming Jing cry at her, yell at her, accusing her of being partial. She would even feel comforted in her heart, and don't want Ming Jing to remain calm, as if no matter what she did, she would Won't care.

  She believes that Ming Spiegel did not deliberately drive Zhu Xiangxiang out. Ming Spiegel is not such a person at all and disdains it, but because of this, she is even more chilled.

  A person who can even be ruthless with his biological father, how much affection does he have for her, a mother who was cold to her before?

  She suddenly realized that she could not enjoy a little admiration from this daughter.

  Is this God's punishment for her?

  Ding Jing’s dark eyes seemed to see through all her thoughts, and a faint mockery appeared.

  Lin Qing became nervous, turned her head quickly, and turned over: "I'm fine, just take a rest. You can go out first."

   Those eyes make people afraid to look directly.

  Lin Qing pinched the quilt, did not hear any sound for a long time, turned his head, and found that Ming Jing did not know when it disappeared.

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

  Is this girl walking without a sound?

  —

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

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

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

   "Don't know?" Zhou Ying cried out strangely, "Then can I open it?"

  Mingjing nodded: "It's up to you."

  Zhou Ying smiled and found scissors, cut open the express package box, there is a layer of foam inside, the package is very tight.

   "What? It's so tightly packed."

  Zhou Ying took a long time to open it, and the bubble inside was still a very delicate box after unpacking it, and she knew that the things inside were not cheap.

  Mingti and Ming Chen walked over and stood watching.

  Zhou Ying looked at the box, the symbol of 卍 was written all over it, with a weird and gorgeous feeling.

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

  Zhou Ying handed the box to Ming Jing, who held it back to the room.

  Zhou Ying glanced at it and said clearly, "Do you know what it is?"

  Mingti shook his head.

  The second sister who returned to Zhu’s house is no longer the second sister she had known before.

  Zhou Ying followed Ming Jing into her room eagerly. Ming Jing saw nothing. Zhou Ying was happy and quietly looked at Ming Jing’s room, the most mysterious place for her in the Zhu family.

  What surprised her was that the room in Der Spiegel was not like a girl's room, it only gave two feelings.

  Clean and cold.

  It was spotless everywhere, even the window sills were barely visible, and the sheets and quilts on the big bed were neat and tidy, without a trace of wrinkles.

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

  There was a laptop on the small coffee table by the window. There were a few books beside it. Zhou Ying took a closer look. It turned out to be Advanced Mathematics and Calculus. The others were all English books, which she couldn't understand.

  Zhou Ying was shocked. Is my cousin already reading advanced mathematics calculus, a textbook that is only available to universities? No wonder the Olympiad can get the highest score in the test. Does this mind still belong to ordinary people?

  The closet door opened a gap, and when I looked up, it was all white...

  How many different white skirts did the cousin buy?

  The room is clean and spotless, but cold and not popular.

  Live in such a room, she will be crazy.

  Only a cousin who has no desires can endure it.

  Zhou Ying saw Ming Spiegel open the box, she glanced at it, and said in surprise: "Why is it a Buddha statue?"

  Looking at the broken bronze statue, those eyes make people look strangely uncomfortable.

   Ming Jing looked at the eyes of the Buddha statue quietly. This is the golden Buddha statue donated by Gutian which was photographed by Shen Zhou last night.

  The golden Buddha statue, Shenzhou, worth ten million, was given to her like this.

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

  Ming Chen and Ming Ti immediately walked over and worshipped the Buddha three times.

  Zhou Ying watched the weird behavior of the three masters and sisters, and she had no choice but to worship the Buddha statue.

  The mirror stood in front of the Buddha statue, and said lightly: "Save the suffering sentient beings, get out of the sea of ​​suffering, the **** is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha."

  "The Bodhisattva is on top, disciple Mingjing."

  The girl has a wonderful hand with flowers, and her expression is compassionate and gentle.

  Zhou Ying stared blankly, and suddenly felt that Ming Jing's body seemed to emit a faint golden light, and she was clearly in front of her, but it made her feel far away.

  Cousin Mingjing, is it really a Buddha?

  Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, one of the four great bodhisattvas of the Buddhist family, made a great aspiration in front of the Buddha, that **** is not empty, and he swears not to become a Buddha.

  The Buddha statue has gone through thousands of years, but the power of thought is undiminished and even stronger.

Ordinary people who place this Buddha statue not only fail to exorcise evil and avoid evil, but they may even cause disasters due to their lack of faith. This is because the Buddha statue has passed through the hands of too many people for thousands of years and has not been enshrined properly. The power of thought is already impure, and if a person with unstable xinxing holds it, it will cause disaster within a few days.

  Need to recite the scriptures, cast spells and cleanse. Flick away the nameless dust, see the truth of all dharma thoroughly, and discover the wisdom of Prajna.

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

The Jizo Bodhisattva's original vow said: If there is a future life, there are good men and women, it is said that the words of the Jizo King Bodhisattva may be praise, or name, or offering, and even painted and carved his image, so that people will never fall Evil way.

  The name of the Bodhisattva enshrined by Zhixin Chengnian, won boundless blessings.

  In the practice of Buddhism, the key is sincerity, and sincerity is spirit.

  Open your eyes again in Mingjing, and your eyes will be clear, like the sea, inclusive of all things in the world.

  The eyes of the Buddha statue were half-closed, and it seemed that from any angle, he was smiling compassionately.

  Buddha has great wisdom, compassion, and great power, and he feels that his actions are fulfilled.

  The Bodhisattva realizes sentiment, solves the ignorance of sentient beings, does not break the state of life, and acts as a bodhisattva.

  Ding Jing looked at the eyes of the Bodhisattva and smiled slightly.

   "The disciple understands."

  Mingti and Mingchen looked at each other.

  Master once said that the second sister is born with spiritual roots and will be a rare cultivation master in Buddhism. Many masters will understand the second sister once they have said it. She and the eldest sister and third sister are still at a loss.

  Sometimes the second sister is smart enough to make them scared, even the most pitiful eldest sister, seeing the second sister is like a mouse meeting a cat.

  Master is majesty and respect for the mentor of the elders, but for the second sister, it is a fear from the 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 night, the girl’s ethereal voice is like torture from the soul.

  "The disciples had sins in the past life, and the Buddha in this life punishes me. Then, is it my offense to be deceived and mutilated? Is the Buddha's punishment for those who harm me? What is good? What is evil?"

  Master said that only people with a high level of 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 will also end there, and so will the defeat.

  Mingti looked at the thin back in front of him, dressed in a white dress like a celestial immortal, cold and untainted, his eyes gradually deepened.

  Leaving Mingjing’s room, Mingti took Mingchen and walked back to the bedroom on the third floor, closing the door of the room.

  Mingchen rubbed his wrist: "What are you doing?"

   His expression gradually became solemn: "Do you remember what the master said?"

   "What? Master has said too much, which one do you mean?"

   "Second Sister."

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

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

Like a joke, Ming Chen couldn’t straighten her waist. He pointed at her, "What are you kidding? My second sister is the kindest girl in the world. Who in Jiangzhou knows who Miss Zhu is? The reincarnation of a Bodhisattva is the most kind and compassionate. If you can go astray, your second sister will not."

   clearly mentioned her: "idiot."

  Mingchen pursed his lips and said unhappily: "I can't pass the exam, do you still have the face to call me stupid?"

   Ming mentioned, twisting his eyebrows and murmured: "The dharmas are idealistic, but only affection. What does the master mean?"

  "What is love? Seven emotions and six desires? Joy, anger, fear, love, hatred and desire."

   "Love? What is love? You usually like to watch those messy TV shows. 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 best in the world. Something wonderful, she can make people crazy and fascinated..."

   "Wait." Mingti frowned and interrupted her, "Put away all the messy things in your mind. I am young and think about what is not serious all day long."

   "Love." Ming raised his eyebrows.

   "Qu Feitai, don't let this person get close to the second sister in the future."

   "Why? He is so handsome, so talented, and still a big star. Isn't it good that he likes the second sister?"

"What do you know?" Ming mentioned a chestnut knocked on her head, and sternly taught: "Whatever I say, you can do whatever you say, where there are so many things, in short, starting today, we must follow the second sister and resolutely put an end to Qu Fei Taiwan is close to her all possible."

  Ming Chen curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "You are simply the incarnation of the master, **** it."

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

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

  The popularity of Qufeitai on the hot search charts has only increased. After a night of fermentation, almost everyone can sing the song.

  Mingchen reposted her comments everywhere-嘤嘤嘤, the second brother-in-law is so handsome and so cool that it is beyond comparison.

   Soon there was an ID called Moth Fighting Fire and commented on her—where did the primary school student come from? Is this the sentence pattern of the last century? Just connected to the Internet in the village? Killing me.

  Mingchen replied to him-yes yes yes, how do you know that I am a primary school student? 【cute】

  Moths fighting the fire—【Silence】Primary school student, I give up.

  Mingchen—Hee hee, be good [touch my head]

  The other party didn't reply to her again. Ten minutes later, they prompted someone to pay attention to her.

  The mouth is upright, hum.

  Moth Fighting the Fire sent her a private message: Why do you call the second brother-in-law?

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

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

  A shadow was pressed down, Ming Chen typed quickly: Parents are going to take my mobile phone, Moth, let’s talk back!

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

  "Give me the phone." A cold voice came from above.

  Mingchen looked up pitifully, her big wet eyes were innocent and pitiful: "I will play for a while, OK for a while?"

  Mingti could not help but snatched her mobile phone: “The Internet is mixed, the information is difficult to distinguish, and it affects the mood after reading too much. You want to become an impetuous elm head, when I didn’t say it.”

  "You are talking about someone else, and I will not be affected."

   "The influence is subtle, and it will be too late by the time you find out."

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

   "Because I am your sister."

   "You are obviously your sister."

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

It’s so right. Ming Chen wanted to cry. He was taken care of by the master and the elder sister in the nunnery. When he went down the mountain and thought he was free, he was taken under the custody of Ming. It's hard for her not to compromise.

  Mingti locked her phone in the cabinet and threw a set of test papers to Mingchen, “There will be a middle school entrance exam in mid-August. If you don’t want to shame your second sister, just study hard.”

  Mingchen won the test paper, turning grief and anger into strength, and finished the test paper in ten minutes for 60 minutes.

   Ming mentioned to check it again, and looked at Mingchen with a little surprise.

  Mingchen proudly raised his eyebrows.

   "The words are a bit ugly, and the roll noodle points will be deducted by that time, and I still can't get full marks."

   Ming mentioned that he turned up a copybook and threw it to her: "Practice ten pages every day, until the exam."

  Mingchen complained repeatedly and opened the copybook. This is Mingti’s own handwritten copybook. One page of white paper, one page of the Heart Sutra, followed by the Great Compassion Mantra, and a thick stack of words written about the year of the monkey.

  The handwriting on the top is sharp, beautiful and introverted, but in fact it hides the sharp edge. It has more charm than the characters of ordinary calligraphy masters.

  Mingchen said with emotion: "Second Sister’s words, even the master boasted, when can I get to this level?"

"You can do the cantilever for ten years like a day, let's talk about it. The second sister has never slackened in the practice of meditation, calligraphy, and chess. This is the only way to learn. And you, three days of fishing and two days of exposure to the net, and even self-discipline. If you don’t, how can you talk about success."

  Mingti almost wanted to grab her ears and scold her, so she pulled her ears to pull people out of the bed every morning, otherwise she could sleep three nights a day.

  Mingchen’s temperament must be urged daily, otherwise it must be abandoned.

  Mingchen shuddered, recognizing his fate: "I don't want to live as tired as the second sister. I will keep myself and my heart every day, and I will be crazy."

  "A spiritual practitioner, it is necessary to abandon the seven emotions, six desires, or laziness, greed, and you can only say that you are not suitable for spiritual practice."

  Mingchen's eyes lit up: "I'm already vulgar, why do you still be so strict with me?"

   Mingti patted the table, and said with a straight face: "Hurry up, don't linger, if the second sister knows you are so lazy, I must scold you."

   "No, the second sister won't scold me, the second sister will just be too lazy to talk to me haha." Ming Chen said and laughed.

   "In order not to shame the second sister, I will fight it."

  Mingchen rolls up his sleeves and buries his head to practice calligraphy.

  Ming looked at it quietly for a while, and saw that Ming Chen fell completely, so he went to the side and picked up the 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 naturally squeamish and lazy, not aggressive, and has a passing life. For this reason, Master has scolded her many times, but Ming Chen left her ears. In the right ear and out, the heart is very big, only her sister can urge her daily, so as not to waste her talent, at least not to lose the second sister's person.

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

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

  Ding Jing raised her eyes, opposite Lin Qing's face was pale, and her body was shaky.

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

  Even the son doesn’t enter the house, and he doesn’t recognize her as a mother.

  How failed she lived.

  Even the only biological daughter is so cold and unfeeling, she can't feel the slightest warmth in her body.

  Lin Qing suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

   "Hold on a little longer and you will see the light you want."

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

  Lin Qing stunned in the same place, wondering what the mirror meant.

  (End of this chapter)