"Exactly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "The enlightened master slowly walked to a few acacia trees in the courtyard, and told the past in detail: "It was the winter of more than 20 years ago, a heavy snow in the capital covered the knees, the weather was cold, there were few pedestrians, early in the morning of the 28th day of the lunar month, the monks of Lingguang Temple gave porridge on Chang'an Street......

Ye Fan's expression was shocked, he recalled the time when he recovered the Buddha's bone relics, a conversation between Enlightenment and Moying, that charity was the cause of the mother and daughter and the master's acquaintance with good karma, what was it that made Enlightenment remember these two people clearly?

There are alms in the monasteries every year, and there must be a lot of people who receive alms every time, not thousands, but hundreds, from these identical faces, we can remember that the mother and daughter, what must have happened to make the enlightened master engraved in his heart.

"At that time, many people were still struggling in poverty, and there were also many foreigners in the capital, who could not eat enough and did not have warm clothes, and lined up in a queue of several hundred meters for a bowl of porridge......" The master of enlightenment looked up to the sky and sighed, his thin old face was full of compassion, "In this team, there are many old people and children, but those two donors are the most unusual. ”

"What's unusual?" Ye Fan couldn't help but ask for details.

The master glanced at him and said slowly, "That female benefactor is very well dressed...... Glamorous, even in the capital at that time, the poor monks had never seen any lady and lady with her outfit, but it was a pity...... The lady's face was somehow disfigured, and the little benefactor, who was also dressed decently, looked delicate, and looked like they were from a rich and noble family, and these two appeared at the soup kitchen, not only the poor monk took a few more looks, but everyone present all looked sideways......"

Hearing this, Ye Fan's heart moved slightly, and he thought of something.

"And then, Master. Catherine was also fascinated by the listen, and couldn't help but interject.

The Master of Enlightenment continued to recall, I don't know if he was dazzled, Ye Fan seemed to see his face twitch, and instantly returned to normal.

"At that time, these two came relatively late, and they were at the back of the line, and when it was their turn, there was only the last spoonful of porridge at the bottom of the pot, and there were hundreds of people behind them who did not take the turn......"

When the Master of Enlightenment said this, he was telling someone else's story, and his voice was flat and he couldn't hear any fluctuations, but in this plain story, there seemed to be some indescribable emotion, quietly hidden in it.

Speaking of this, the master still didn't deliberately accentuate his tone, but Ye Fan felt an unusual panic and nervousness, as if a gust of cold wind was blowing through his backbone, making people's hearts tremble.

The female donor held the porridge and led the little donor to leave, looking like she was trying to find a sheltered place for the child to eat porridge. The Master of Enlightenment suddenly paused, as if something in his throat was muffling his voice.

"And then, did they eat it?" asked Catherine anxiously, and when she was halfway through the story, you stopped telling it, can people not be in a hurry?

The master turned his head, stared at her deeply with deep vicissitudes of life, and after a while, he spit out three words in a deep voice: "I have eaten." ”

"That's good, they're not hungry, are they?" Catherine breathed a sigh of relief, as if she saw a happy ending to the story.

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