The seven emotions and six desires are all my nourishment

Chapter 296: The Life of a Nun Returning to Secular Life 1

The only ones left were her, who was reluctant to leave, a few old nuns, and a few young nuns who were only a few years old and had just grown their hair.

She was very scared and didn't dare go out, fearing that she would be taken away to a strange place. The unknown was a very scary thing.

However, the monks from Hengyang Temple next door have not come to deliver rice for ten days.

The old nun couldn't walk, and the young nun was also useless, so she, a "strong laborer", had to grope her way over carefully in the dark.

But she was still caught by the guarding soldiers. When she was extremely frightened, a monk who had just returned to secular life from Hengyang Temple rescued her and said that she was his secular wife and was about to take him home. Only then was she safe.

Jingyan's life of misery also began with this sentence from the compassionate monk...

Jingyan was a young man with little experience in the world, so he followed the monk down the mountain, grew his hair, and built a thatched hut.

The monk did not consummate the marriage with her. Instead, he looked at her kindly and told her to stay and keep him company until the right time, and then let her leave.

What would be the right opportunity? Where would she go if she left? Where could Ke Jingyan, who had no one to rely on, go?

Panic, endless panic.

Jingyan was so frightened by the monk's words that she became more obedient than usual. When the monk asked her to farm, she farmed; when he asked her to chop wood, she chopped wood.

After she got the hang of it all, she didn't realize that she was the one doing everything inside and outside the house, but where was the monk?

He likes to meditate and chant scriptures on weekdays. It seems that except for his hair and clothes, he has never changed his residence. He has always been the Buddhist who is not stained by dust.

Sometimes when Jingyan was tired and took a short rest, the monk would put his hands behind his back and sigh, "You have grown up. I will let you go. Go find a good family to marry."

Let her go and marry? Who would she marry? I'm afraid she'd either starve to death or be captured and paired off with an old man if she left the house!

Jingyan cried and refused. After admitting her mistake, she gritted her teeth and continued to work.

She followed the monk for two years without any status, doing farm work during the day and weaving cloth at night. Her home changed from a leaky thatched hut to the small mud brick house it is today.

Then, the compassionate monk married a wife, not Jingyan, but a very beautiful young nun.

Jingyan cried and asked why, but the compassionate monk simply pushed her hand away and said, "Buddha is compassionate and saves people regardless of the method or means."

"Jingyan, you are upset. I am very disappointed. Please leave."

Jingyan felt suffocated. She wasn't some nun who was well versed in Buddhism! She couldn't argue with the monk, so she could only endure it.

She just wants to live a peaceful life!

But once this happened, the monk could no longer restrain his compassion, and the beautiful nun became pregnant.

The monks successively saved a beautiful young widow, a smart runaway woman, a charming prostitute who had turned to good deeds, and a pitiful little white girl who was about to be sold by her gambling father!

It really gathers all kinds of sorrows in the world into one place, and the house is almost too lively!

However, whether it is good excitement or bad excitement, it has nothing to do with pure words.

What mattered to her were the tasks, like raising one child after another, doing one job after another, endlessly, day and night without stopping.

As they worked, the seven boys grew up and got married, the seven girls also got married one after another, and Jingyan grew old.

Just when she was thinking that she could spend her old age in peace, the monk divided his wealth among his children!

With so many children, and because of the need to marry off wives and daughters, build houses, give betrothal gifts, and dowries, there wasn't much family wealth left. Now that the family was divided, almost nothing was left!

The children lived alone with their mother, while the monk, having completed his mission, returned to Hengyang Temple and even became a host and gave lectures.

What about Jingyan? He toiled all his life, gained nothing, but a body full of illnesses, a chipped bowl, a half-rotted pot, and a leaky hut.

She was so angry that she started to make trouble for this kid and then that kid.

It's a pity that she has no blood relationship with anyone. People ignore her and no one will pity her. It's even taken for granted.

When she was old and decrepit, the only person who was willing to care for her and give her some food was her scholar neighbor who had been sick all his life but never died.

Jingyan suffered from too many illnesses. He was so angry and resentful that he died in pain.

The skinny Jingyan's eyes were bloodshot and his soul was black.

He said grimly, "They say Buddha saves the world from suffering, so why doesn't he save me?"

"Jie Chen is such a hypocritical thief! Why did he pick on me and only me to harm me?"

"I don't agree!"

"I want to get married, I want to have my own bloodline, and I want to live a stable and prosperous life!"

"Haha, even if I have to marry that sickly scholar next door, that's better than being toyed with by the hypocritical Jie Chen!"

"I want to see how Jie Chen can save people without me!"

"I want him to fail completely in saving others and himself, and to be cursed forever!"

Jin Doudou collected her soul and said with a sigh, "Silly Jingyan, you've suffered a lifetime before finally waking up, but you still haven't fully woken up."

"This monk is quite evil. He looks down on me and won't let me get married. He just threatens to kick me out at every turn. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

……

The souls merged, and the golden bean suppressed and nurtured Jingyan...

When I opened my eyes again, Jin Doudou was working. The sound of chanting came from the house. He would come out for a walk later, and then, it seemed like tomorrow?

He brought back that beautiful nun...

Jin Doudou looked at the layers of calluses on his hands and the cuts from work, sighed, and dropped the firewood he was chopping.