The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 336 Mingxin

"Dingjingmingjing, this is the wild rabbit I picked up from the back mountain. Let’s roast it while the master is going down the mountain. The younger sisters are too skinny. They have to take good care of their bodies. This winter is so cold, so eat more. To survive it."

  The girl has big eyes, dressed in a wide white-washed Ziyi, and ran in excitedly carrying an injured hare.

  Ming Jing knelt down in front of the Buddha statue, and looked at the struggling rabbit with compassion.

The girl was like an old hen to protect her cubs, and she immediately hid the rabbit behind her back vigilantly, "Don’t tell me that family members don’t kill, my ears will hear the calluses. The younger sisters are different from you, you are growing up against the sky. I don’t need to make up for being so tall, but the younger sisters can’t. Everyone is thin and looks like a little chicken. If you don’t feel bad for me, I feel bad for it."

   "Sister, I will recite a rebirth mantra, you go."

  The girl immediately smiled and thought of some vicious threat: "You must not tell the master, otherwise...or I will ignore you again, huh."

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Two identical little girls knelt on the futon, and the more delicate and weaker girl choked and carried the Buddhist scriptures: "...to save all misery...she, relics...colors are not different and empty, empty is not different...empty is not different Color and emptiness are not different..."

  The little girl racked her brain to think, but she couldn't remember it anymore.

The girl next to    reminded her in a low voice that the girl who was kneeling in front of him at the feet of Arhat opened her eyes slightly, and the two little girls trembled with fright, and the timid one wowed and cried.

   "Second Senior Sister, I...I can't remember it, please hit my hand." The little girl tremblingly stretched out her little hand, her face full of forbearance of panic.

   "Second Senior Sister, Ming Chen is not in good health, hit me, and I will be punished for her." Ming Ti rolled up his sleeves, revealing his small white palms, his face resolutely looking at death.

   Ming Jing looked at the two people quietly. They couldn't bear the suffocating depression. When they were about to collapse, a young girl rushed in, guarding the two little girls behind her, and cursed Ming Jing.

"They are so young that they can't recite them if they can't recite them. Why do you want to beat them? Is your heart beaten with iron? You have to recite Buddhist scriptures every day. What if you can't recite them? Do you really want them to be nuns for a lifetime? Don’t cry. When the elder sister reaches adulthood, I will take you down the mountain. She asks her to go to the Buddha with all her heart. Let’s go to the world and go happy and happy."

  The words fell and took the two little girls away.

  The two broke away from her hand, and honestly knelt down on the futon: "Master sister, the second sister is also for our good, and I can’t recite the Buddhist scriptures. I am too stupid. Don't blame the second sister."

  The girly stomping, the face of the big winter, the red cheeks, and the eyebrows are freshly flying, like the grass drilled out of the rocks in the winter, with extremely strong vitality.

  "What kind of ecstasy did you pour these girls into, then listening to you makes me really annoyed."

   "Senior Sister, you don't have any skills and no education and family background, how do you stand in the world?" Ming Jing asked faintly.

  The girl choked.

"The world is prosperous, but there are also sinister hearts. They are not like the ancient Buddhas of the blue lanterns at the gate of the temple, and they are isolated from the world. The younger sisters are just when they cultivate their hearts and temper their temperament. Although suffering is bitter, they can benefit their lives. They are born in Buddhism. Unfortunately, it is also their luck."

   "Only you have the most truth, but I can't speak stupidly about you, it's best to do what you said."

  The young girl sat down on the futon. She was supposed to watch that she could not physically punish the sisters, but after listening to the Buddhist scriptures, she fell asleep soon after.

  The majesty of the Buddha Hall is a place to sleep soundly, but she alone has the courage.

  A pure heart, ignorant and fearless, lively and enthusiastic.

Her name is Mingxin, a Buddhist disciple who drinks and eats meat and does not recite Buddhist scriptures. She said that it was my misfortune to be born in Buddhism, but I refused to admit my fate. I must go down the mountain to take a look at the prosperity of this world. This time.

  She is strong in the outside world, has a knife-mouthed tofu heart, and has cursed Ming Jing. When she turns around, she must keep something delicious for Ming Jing.

She once said: "You were brought back by me. The first time I saw you, I was attracted by these childless eyes. Although I am your senior sister, I am a few years older than you, but you know Really? Actually, I am more afraid of you than I am afraid of the master, but don’t get me wrong.

"You never cry since you were young. Master and I once suspected that you have a natural handicap. You are too smart. You can read and write everything. You teach me to read and write. You are a junior, but I think you are more like another of mine. Master, sometimes watching you kneel lonely in front of the Buddha statue and practice hard day after day, I feel distressed. I am still a child, but without my innocence, I live as an old man."

   "Ding Spiegel, you are a heartless person."

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   "Ding Spiegel, are you listening?" A cautious voice from the girl came from the phone.

  This is the voice of Senior Sister, but Senior Sister never speaks to her in this tone.

  She is like the scorching sun under the scorching sun, always so confident and cheerful.

  If it’s a elder sister, she would definitely say: "You girl, just let it go if you have something to say. I don’t like your unpredictable and unpredictable squeeze. The old lady will be angry when she sees it."

  Ming Jing smiled, hearing Ming Jing's laughter, Ye Zhen on the other side of the phone was shocked.

   "Ding Spiegel...you, are you okay?"

  "Do you have time on New Year's Day, go back to Jiangzhou."

   "Okay, I will definitely rush back when the time comes." Ye Zhen climbed back too, and Ming Jing rarely needed her actively.

  "The weather in the snow-capped mountains has changed abruptly these days, pay attention to safety."

  After a few words, the mobile phone prompted a call coming in, and Mingjing hung up and reconnected.

   "Ding Jing, who is this person named Li Chan?" Zheng Qing asked at the head.

"What's wrong?"

  "Who did you say she was first?" Zheng Qing's tone seemed a little anxious.

   "I wish my sister a nanny."

   "That's it?" Zheng Qing seemed unbelievable.

  Mingjing asked: "What's wrong with her identity?"

  "She has been dead for thirteen years in the system, and she has already been cancelled."

   Thirteen years ago?

  The light in the mirror was slightly deep, staring into the dark night, and said lightly: "Where is Li Juan?"

   "Same, both sisters died thirteen years ago, and..."

Zheng Qing lowered his voice, seemingly hesitant, and hesitated for a while and said, "If I admit that I am not mistaken, my colleague did this familiar technique. The identity of this Li Juan should not be simple. I will check this Li Chan in depth. You pry open Li Juan's mouth, there is absolutely a secret about these two sisters."

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  Li Juan was awakened by the nightmare again, and got up in her clothes.

  At three o'clock in the morning, the entire Mingshan Garden fell into silence, the moonlight shining lonely on the earth, reflecting the faint cold light.

  Li Juan was holding a bundle of burning paper under her armpit, and hurriedly ran under a bare sycamore tree in the back garden.

  The flames lit up, and the tongue of flame instantly swallowed the burning paper, reflecting Li Juan's resentful eyes.

  "Xiaobao, I was there with your dad. Mom took revenge for you, so I went to find you. If I lack anything, I will tell my mom that I will burn you."

   Suddenly a white skirt appeared in the line of sight, gently lifted by the night wind, even more eerie and terrifying than the fire that burned to the dead in the middle of the night.

  Li Juan fell to the ground with a fright, "You...what do you want to do?"

  The man approached, Li Juan heaved a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be the eldest lady, who scared me to death, and thought it was a ghost."

  No sound when walking, and wearing a white skirt most of the night is scarier than ghosts.

  The night is like mist, making her unable to see the girl's face, like looking at flowers in the mist, mysterious and hazy.

   "You and Li Chan, died thirteen years ago."

  Li Juan didn't expect the eldest to find out so quickly, she did not find the wrong person.

  The fire gradually extinguished, leaving behind a pile of ashes, and sporadic sparks jumped in the night.

Li Juan knelt in front of the fire, "Yes, I deserved to die thirteen years ago, but I was fate and escaped, but I pity my husband and just one-year-old son, what did I make in my previous life? Sin, God wants to torture me like this in this life."

  Ming Jing listened quietly.

  The joys and sorrows of the world are hidden in tears.

  At this moment, the seemingly heartless woman is just a poor man who has lost her husband's beloved son in a great change.

   Tears rolled into the ashes, and they were swallowed and evaporated with a soft sound.

"My sister went to work in Jingzhou when she was an adult. At the beginning, she didn't contact us for two years. Then we learned that she was a nanny in a rich family. This family paid a lot. My sister can do it every year. I sent back a large sum of money and built a new house at home. Which family in Shiliba Village does not envy our capable daughter. Although there is always the wicked jealousy of my sister and secretly speaking some nasty things, our family members are all I know, my sister is definitely not that kind of person. I sometimes ask who my sister is a nanny for, but my sister always hesitates, saying that she has signed a non-disclosure agreement and cannot disclose any information about the host’s family. Otherwise, you will have to pay a large amount of liquidated damages."

“It’s been ten years since she was there. During these ten years, my dad fell ill and passed away. She never came back. She only sent a sum of money. I gradually began to complain about her until the second year after I got married and had children, one day. In the evening, it rained a lot..."

  —

  The sky that has just rained is blue like a wash.

  Early in the morning, Zhu’s house became lively, and Lin Qing got up early in the morning and went into the kitchen to work, which is definitely not seen in the usual picture.

   Zhou's mother smiled and said, "This is like a family."

  Without Zhu Xiangxiang making trouble, Zhu’s style of painting has finally become normal.

Li Juan came out with a yawn, Zhou's mother slapped her back on her back: "You are a dead girl, you only got up after three poles in the sun. You are here to work, not to be a lady. Be careful to let the lady see you lazy. I want to drive you out."

  Li Juan wore a pair of huge dark circles, her eyelids were still a little red and swollen, and she curled her lips when she heard the words: "Don't worry, Madam is compassionate and she is not willing to drive me away."

  "Really take yourself seriously and remember your identity." Zhou Ma quenched.

  Li Juan's left ear went in and his right ear went out. Seeing Zhu Wentao coming down from the upper floor, he quickly handed over the freshly delivered newspaper in the morning.

  "Who learned this flattering power from? This girl is really better than a monkey."

  Don’t say that, her wife and husband, including Zhu Xiangxiang, are very satisfied with her performance. They think she is practical and capable, and she is smart and winking.

   Zhou’s mother is very suspicious, this girl has such a wrist, how could she be middle-aged and wander on the street?

  Ming Jing pushed Granny Zhu to the outside garden and turned around. When she came back, the breakfast table was full.

"You will stay with your grandma these few days, right? She misses you every day and you guard her, and the elderly will get better soon." Lin Qingsheng took a bowl of mixed grain porridge and handed it to Grandma Zhu, and then served it to Ming Jing. bowl.

  Now I wish my family members have better food for health. I eat less big fish, big meat, abalone, bird’s nest and so on. I usually follow the medicated diet list given by Mingjing. I eat the most whole grains, vegetables and fruits.

  I wish my grandmother considerate and said: "My child is busy with you, don't listen to your mother, don't delay your affairs because of my old lady."

  Zhu Wentao said at this time: "Yeah, just listen to you. It's hard to come back once and stay a few more days."

  Ming Jing smiled, and to everyone's expectation, she agreed: "Okay."

  Lin Qing is the happiest, having eaten an extra bowl of rice.

  After dinner, Lin Qing didn’t go out anymore. Watching TV with Ming Spiegel and Grandma Zhu at home, it’s rare to enjoy a warm time.

  Upstairs, Zhu Wentao looked around, opened the door of Mingjing’s bedroom, quickly closed the door, and quickly walked into the bathroom.

  The toothbrush was dipped in water and I used it in the morning.

  Zhu Wentao took out a sealed bag from his coat pocket, put the toothbrush in it, and took out an identical toothbrush to replace it.

   picked up the comb and pointed it at the light, and finally found a strand of hair from the top.

  Zhu Wentao carefully put the hair into the sealed bag, left the bathroom as it was, and left in a hurry.

  As soon as Zhu Wentao came out, he ran into Li Juan, who was walking oncoming with the mop, and his face became heavy.

  "Sir, did you go to the wrong room? Your room is over there, and this is the room of the two ladies." Li Juan raised her voice to remind her "kindly".

  As expected, Zhu Wentao's face became darker, and he coughed and said, "I went to the wrong room. Don't tell Ming Spiegel."

  The words fell and Li Juan stared coldly.

  Li Juan seemed to be frightened, she shrank her shoulders and dropped her head.

  Zhu Wentao twitched the corner of his mouth, glanced at the three people downstairs who didn't know him, and walked away.

  Li Juan straightened up slowly, without the slightest timidity on her face, staring at Zhu Wentao's back, he snorted.

   "Getting together with my adopted daughter, I yeah, it's not as good as a beast."

  —

   Zhou Xue went out to do errands, Jiang Chunlan only got the news the next morning.

   Yesterday, Ming Spiegel went to Jiangzhou University. There has been a lot of rumors on the Internet. Jiangzhou University’s lowest-key but handsome and most compelling school has entered the public's attention.

The photos of the two eating in the cafeteria circulated all over the Internet. Compared with Qu Feitai’s **** comics, this Jiang Da school grass is a proper iceberg guy, with an unspeakable melancholy temperament, and a bit of abstinence in the nobility. The restraint of the system is mature, and the calmness is intriguing.

  The whole network is crazy. Everyone knows what kind of temperament is Der Spiegel, but the friendship that this school grass shows is definitely interesting for Der Spiegel. For a while, a group of CP fans spring up like bamboo shoots after a rain, all asking for the school grass's information.

  "Slap" chopsticks slapped on the marble dining table, making a harsh sound.

  Sister Hua came out carrying the bird's nest, shrinking her shoulders subconsciously.

Mrs.    was angry.

  It has been a long time since she had seen her angry look so angry.

  Jiang Chunlan made a call: "Take care of all the scandals about Jinchen on the Internet, what a mess."

   "The next time you come, don't do it."

  Hang up the phone, Jiang Chunlan exhaled slowly, her complexion gradually calming down.

   "Madam, your bird's nest." Sister Hua respectfully sent it up.

  Jiang Chunlan glanced at her: "You already knew it?"

   "This..." Sister Hua hesitated and said, "Didn't Madam like Miss Ming Jing very much before? Why suddenly..."

  Before the reception banquet of the Zhu’s family, the wife specially went to save her face. Everyone knows how much the wife likes the true daughter of the Zhu family.

  Why Madam seems to have changed her attitude overnight.

  Jiang Chunlan stirred the bird’s nest, “I just don’t want Jinchen to be affected by emotions in his studies. He is still young and there will be opportunities in the future.”

  Sister Hua would like to say that the young master is an opinionated person. It is rare to see Miss Mingjing. It is normal for young boys and girls to have good feelings. The opposition of the wife may be counterproductive.

   But she wisely chose to shut up.

  Jiang Chunlan's eyes gleamed slightly, and she would not allow anyone the opportunity to hurt her son until she found out the details of Ming Jing.

  (End of this chapter)