Song Zijun, who is thousands of miles away, is chanting Buddha, and chanting Buddha has become the most important thing in his life, except for spending the rest of her time with her son Xiaoshan and Murong Pei on weekends. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At about 4 p.m. on July 28, she sat cross-legged on a futon as before, twisting Buddhist beads in her hands.

At this moment, she felt palpitations in her heart, and her fingers trembled, but the rope that stringed the Buddha beads was broken, and several Buddha beads made of Bodhi seeds rolled down from the broken part of the rope.

She looked at the beads with broken threads in her hand in a daze, and watched a few beads fall on the ground paved with blue bricks, making a few crisp sounds, and her bones drifted far away, and finally slowly stopped.

A line of tears silently flowed from the corners of his eyes.

And at this time, it was the moment when Huo Yuan was shot and sacrificed.

"Brother Yuan, have you finally left me?" Song Zijun muttered to himself.

It was at the time that Fanghua's self and Huo Yuan met at the only dance party they participated in in their lives.

At that time, I was sitting quietly in the corner of the ball, watching those beautiful men and women dance.

And perhaps it was because he was too quiet that he was attracted to Huo Yuan, who was also unsociable, and thus met and fell in love.

Later, he and Huo avoided the world, lived and flew in an unnamed village in the mountains, and lived a peaceful, quiet and loving life for more than ten years.

In that quiet mountain village, watching the birds grazing in their own courtyard every day, watching the animals leave their hoof prints in the snow, leaning on her husband's generous chest at night, watching her son Xiaoshan show a quiet smile in his sleep, she thinks that she really has no regrets in this life......

Unfortunately, as the Buddha said, this world is ultimately impermanent.

The eight sufferings of life are love and parting from suffering, but they have to be separated from the people they love, and now they are separated by yin and yang, in the eyes of ordinary people, life is full of unknowns, and in Song Zijun's view, everything is predetermined by karma.

At this time, Song Zijun has been studying Buddhism for a long time, and she is no longer an ordinary woman in the world.

In a short period of time, she got rid of her memories and returned to clarity, otherwise how could she know that her husband had been martyred from the broken thread of the Buddhist beads? "I have to do something for Brother Yuan." She pondered

……

Two days later, the Central Military Academy in Nanjing.

Since it was about to be Saturday again, the cadets of the Central Military Academy looked very happy on their young faces during the training break, after all, after a week of intense training, they were indeed sleepy and needed a good rest.

Although the 29th Army in the Pingjin area has started a war with the Japanese army, after all, the cruelty of the war has not yet reached this land of gold dust of the Six Dynasties.

At this time, in Zhou Liebao's office, Huo Xiaoshan had the feeling that someone had suddenly hit him head-on, not because of anything else, but because of the words of Zhou Liebao, the commander of Zhou Liebao opposite, "According to accurate information, Beiping has fallen, thousands of soldiers of the 29th Army have been killed, and your father Huo Yuan has been martyred." ”

How could this be, how could Daddy be martyred? How could the vigorous and heroic daddy who was pierced by him with stubble when he was a child be gone? For the first time in Huo Xiaoshan's life, he experienced such a big thing, and for a while he felt that his brain was short-circuited, and he was stunned, and he couldn't react!

Did his father disappear like this in the world? Since Huo Xiaoshan left that small mountain village, he has seen a lot of dead people, he has killed many Japanese, and he has also experienced life and death, but when he feels the same way, he still can't accept the fact that his relatives have left him.

He took a long breath, spit out softly, and closed his eyes slightly, and Daddy Huo Yuan's angular face so familiar came to his mind.

Japanese! Jap!! I'm not done with you!!

Huo Xiaoshan was furious, and his clenched fists were clenched.

Zhou Liebao looked at Huo Xiaoshan silently, among the middle-level officers of the Central Army, Zhou Liebao is a veritable anti-Japanese faction, and as a soldier, he still respects Huo Yuan very much.

After he learned the news of Huo Yuan's death, he was shocked, but he still decided to tell Huo Xiaoshan first.

There was silence in the room.

After a long time, when Zhou Liebao saw that Huo Xiaoshan's expression finally returned to calm from shock, sadness, and anger, he said slowly: "We are all soldiers, your father is, so am I, and so are you." Maybe we all have to face the day of death, and as soldiers, we can only face it calmly. ”

"I understand, Uncle Zhou. But......" Huo Xiaoshan paused for a moment, and then said categorically: "But I want to know the specific situation of my father's martyrdom. ”

"It's not clear yet, and I just got the news from the front." Zhou Liebao answered.

"In a few days, there should be new news coming back. Ordered by the peak, there is new news that the teaching corps is also going to participate in the war, and I should also go, you take care of your mother at home, and take care of Miss by the way. Zhou Liebao added another sentence, the young lady he said naturally meant Murong Pei.

"Oh." Huo Xiaoshan was silent again.

"Go ahead, don't train these days, go home and spend time with your mother." Zhou Liebao said.

"Yes!"

……

Huo Xiaoshan stood at the door of his house with mixed feelings, and after a while, he mustered up the courage to raise his hand and knock on the door, because he didn't know how to face his mother's son and son, and how to tell his mother the news.

It was Sister-in-law Li who opened the door.

"Where's my mother?" Huo Xiaoshan asked.

"Your mother is waiting for you." Sister-in-law Li replied, Sister-in-law Li's eyes were red, obviously she had cried, but Huo Xiaoshan, there was something in her heart, and she didn't think about it deeply, so she hurriedly walked into the living room, and when she entered the house, Huo Xiaoshan was stunned all of a sudden.

I saw a photo of Daddy Huo Yuan wearing a military uniform on the front wall of the room, and a big white flower was placed above the frame, each with two white silks, and put them on the frame.

In front of the photo in the guest hall, there are two people sitting on the futon with Haiqing hanging their heads and chanting Buddha, one man is in his forties is Shi Haiqing, who was born in Huangpu, and the other is a middle-aged woman.

And his mother is a person with a whole body, wearing white silk, kneeling in front of the photo and chanting Buddha.

My mother actually knew that my father was killed! How did she know that her father was killed? Huo Xiaoshan felt that his mind was briefly blank because of the shock.

"Xiaoshan, kneel down and chant Buddha for your father with your mother." Song Zijun was familiar with his son's footsteps, so he commanded without looking back.

"Oh." Huo Xiaoshan was stunned for a moment, then knelt on a futon beside Song Zijun, and also folded his palms and recited the Buddha.

I thought to myself, how did my mother know that my father was martyred? Nowadays, China's communication is not fast, after all, Zhou Liebao has a certain level in the army, and it is not surprising that he can know this news at the earliest, but how did his mother know this news when she does not go out of the door every day?

Since the Buddha number has risen, Huo Xiaoshan quickly got rid of the obsession of this question, since his mother knew, at this time, his mother let him recite the Buddha for his father, and it was inconvenient to ask again, so he collected his thoughts and stared at the portrait of his father Huo Yuan, and recited the Buddha devoutly.

This time the chanting of the Buddha was particularly long, during the meal, Sister-in-law Li made some vegetables, fruits and water vegetarian, everyone slept in shifts, and Huo Yuan's statue was chanting the Buddha all the time, which lasted for seven days and seven nights.

Murong Pei also joined the ranks of chanting Buddha on Saturday, he waited for Huo Xiaoshan on Saturday and didn't wait, he came to the door by himself, and now both Sister-in-law Li and Song Zijun have already regarded her as a family member.

In the past seven days, as the news of Huo Yuan's death spread, there were also Song Zijun or Huo Yuan's old acquaintances who came to mourn, but they were all blocked by Sister-in-law Li who was standing outside the door, saying that my young lady was doing Buddhist things for the master, and she would not entertain guests.

Although the visitors were surprised that this Mrs. Huo had received the news so early, they also knew that although Mrs. Huo Yuan was kind and modest, she had always believed in Buddhism and acted alone, so she could only stop bothering.

However, after the seven-day Buddhist service, although Song Zijun did not participate in all activities related to the mourning of Huo Yuan, she accepted the pension given to her and Xiaoshan by the national government.

Huo Yuan was originally a famous anti-Japanese general, but this time he died in battle, and the pension of the Nationalist Government was also generous.

Huo Xiaoshan knew that his mother had always regarded money as something outside her body, and she thought that she had a deep meaning in accepting this money, so although she had doubts in her heart, she didn't ask.

After the July 7 Incident and the fall of Beiping, the Nationalist Government convened meetings one after another to discuss countermeasures. The newspapers also reported on the current situation at length, and the air in the city of Nanjing became tense. Radical students took to the streets

Huo Xiaoshan did not go to the Central Military Academy these days, but at the request of Song Zijun, he prayed for Huo Yuan every day to pray for the Buddha, and Murong Pei also asked for leave and accompanied the two of them every day.

In his spare time, Murong Pei asked Huo Xiaoshan how did your mother learn that your father was martyred.

Huo Xiaoshan couldn't explain why, but said that theoretically speaking, people who cultivate Buddhism will have supernatural powers when they cultivate to the extreme, but cultivating Buddhism is important in the conscience and seeing the action, and the supernatural powers are self-sufficient in their own nature, which is not deliberately pursued by Buddhist cultivators.

Of course, Huo Xiaoshan also asked Song Zijun this question, but Song Zijun didn't say it, but just urged him to recite the Buddha and recite the Buddha honestly.

In this way, in the small building of the Huo family, incense burns continuously every day, and the sound of the Buddha's horn. But one day two guests came to the house, but Song Zijun was uncharacteristic and welcomed them into the living room. These two people are the subordinates who saw Huo Yuan's sacrifice, one is the scar battalion commander, and the other is Wu Hongyu, his current identity is the battalion commander's orderly. (To be continued.) )