To say that Song Zijun's family is also a Wang family in the local area, the most important thing is that the Song family has a relative, this family is far from Song Zijun's maiden family but not more than five suits, it is close but not a direct line, most of the children in this family have become the current Chinese figures. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The eldest daughter Song Ailing, her husband Kong Xiangxi, the second daughter Song Qingling, her husband Sun Yat-sen, the third daughter Song Meiling, and her husband Jiang someone. The eldest son, Song Ziwen. To put it more seriously, it is not an exaggeration that this family has even influenced the course of Chinese history, and Song Zijun's branch naturally borrowed a lot of strength from others.

Song Zijun's parents have passed away, and there is only one elder brother, because she went to live a secluded life with Huo Yuan more than ten years ago, so the quite solid family property is naturally in the hands of her brother.

The little sister returned far away, and the elder brother was not stingy, and gave a small building to be responsible for all her living expenses, but since Song Zi was determined to be in Buddhism, he lived a simple life, and always used the money for food and clothing to do all kinds of good deeds such as printing scriptures, releasing life, and giving porridge.

In addition to Zijun, there is also a maid named Sister-in-law Li, this sister-in-law Li turned out to be Song Zijun's maid when she was a young lady in the Song family, and her husband died early after getting married, so she returned to the Song family, and she was also alone, and after doing housework every day, she recited Buddha with Zijun. Therefore, every day, this small building is very quiet except for the sound of the Buddha's horn.

It's just that tonight, there was laughter and laughter in the usually quiet small building, which was naturally the arrival of Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei.

Every Sunday night, Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei would come to visit Song Zijun. At this time, Song Zijun would also put down the Buddhist beads in his hand, cook with the maid Sister-in-law Li, and cook a few exquisite side dishes to reward Huo Xiaoshan, who had been studying and training intensively in the military academy for a week.

It's just that although this dish is exquisite, it is all vegetarian dishes, Huo Xiaoshan returned to Nanjing from the pursuit of the Northeast devils, and naturally he doesn't have to hunt wild animals for dinner, he doesn't eat vegan like Song Zijun, but what to eat, he doesn't feel nostalgic when he eats, and he doesn't think about it if he doesn't eat.

Murong Pei eats very lightly as a girl, so although it is a vegetarian dish, the family always eats very warmly.

Every time Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei wanted to go to the kitchen to help, they were all driven back to the dining room by Song Zijun without exception to wait.

At this time, Song Zijun was busy in the kitchen, with a faint smile on his face.

There is an old Chinese saying that there is a bookish temperament in the belly, and there is an idiom that describes the beauty and connotation of a woman called Lan Xinhui, there is no doubt that Song Zijun is such a woman.

Long-term belief in Buddhism, Buddha and Buddhism, the so-called self-birth has made her whole temperament unique, the expression is always peaceful and compassionate, and two words are added to the beauty of her appearance, which is sacred to no one to blaspheme, and that kind of compassion seems to be able to resolve any ferociousness and cruelty in the world.

After the Japanese devils who slaughtered the village in the northeast were withdrawn, when she saw the bloody village where no one was left by the devils, the terrifying scene of corpses all over the ground made Song Zijun first shocked, scared, vomited and angry, and then compassionate, she was not only sorry for the villagers who were killed, but also for those murderous invaders.

This may be the difference between a true Buddha practitioner with great compassion and ordinary people, just as Shakyamuni felt sad when he saw salient beings devouring each other when he became a Buddha, so he wanted to find the root of the suffering in this world, and thus gave birth to a great enlightened person in the world.

Later, Huo Yuan and Liu Erpole, who entered the mountain, came back, Huo Yuan did not have the bodhisattva feelings of Song Zijun who was compassionate and compassionate, and saw that all living beings were suffering, what he believed in was to kill and kill blood to pay for the debt.

So Huo Yuan and Liu Erpole broke into the devil's barracks, avenged the dead villagers and the missing Huo Xiaoshan, and then the couple returned to Nanjing thousands of miles away.

In the face of all these unchangeable realities, Song Zijun can only recite Buddha more and more diligently. After returning to Nanjing, she studied a large number of Buddhist classics with confusion and helplessness in her heart, and she felt that she was close to the realm of unhindered directors in the sound of the Buddha's horn, and the physical and mental world was always in the light that ordinary people could not see.

The meal was ready.

At this time, Sister-in-law Li gently poked Song Zijun with her fingers, and whispered mysteriously to Song Zijun's ear: "Miss, look at what the young master and Miss Mu are doing." ”

Song Zijun poked his head out of the kitchen door, but saw Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei sitting facing each other at the table in the dining room, silent.

Strangely enough, both of them closed their eyes and stretched out their hands, and there was a piece of cloth on them, apparently their hands were held together, and seeing that the cloth was still moving, I don't know what the two people were doing with their hands together.

Song Zijun likes Murong Pei from the bottom of his heart, he has thoughts and ideas, is virtuous and sensible, and knows how to be considerate, these are all virtues that Song Zijun values.

Song Zijun is a beauty herself, and Murong Pei is also a beauty, but in Song Zijun's opinion, praising a woman's virtues is better than praising a woman's beauty.

As for whether Murong Pei can become his daughter-in-law, Song Zijun is a person who believes in fate.

"Shanzi, Yaya, what are you two doing here?"

Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei opened their eyes at the same time, only to find that Song Zijun was already standing in front of him with a plate of fried dried reeds.

Murong Pei's face was slightly red, just like the peach that was flushed red in the wind.

Huo Xiaoshan opened his mouth with a smile and said, "Mother, we are talking." ”

"Talk?" Sister-in-law Li, who was following behind Song Ziqun, widened her eyes, "How can you talk with your mouth closed?" ”

"It's called a sleeve!" Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei replied loudly at the same time.

"What's the money in your sleeve?" Sister-in-law Li didn't understand, but Song Zijun did.

"That's-" Huo Xiaoshan typed out the bargaining sign language he had learned in Tianjin Shifang with his hand, and counted "one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten." ”

"You two have something to do, I really don't understand you two children, come on, stop trading, it's time to eat." Sister-in-law Li said.

Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei winked at each other, then looked at each other and smiled, hurriedly stood up, and ran to the kitchen to help serve the food.

In fact, Huo Xiaoshan and Murong Pei are really playing with the Qiankun in their sleeves, but this Qiankun in the sleeves is Huo Mu's version of the Qiankun in the sleeves, and the richness of the content of their sign language has long exceeded those ten numbers, and they all use specific gestures to represent specific content that only the two of them can understand.

A person has ten fingers, and all eight fingers except the thumb have three joints, and each of the two thumbs has two joints, making a total of twenty-eight joints.

Murong Pei is based on the principle of mathematical permutation and combination, tapping the different joints of the other party with his fingers, and the different number of percussions represents different meanings, which produces a lot of combinations, each representing a different meaning.

The two of them also saw that people were doing business in Tianjin, and they started playing with sign language for a while, but after the expansion of these two people, different percussion methods made the content of their sign language already all-encompassing, although it was not as all-encompassing as spoken language, but it was also extremely rich in content.

This method is that only the two of them can play with a smart mind and an excellent memory, and this feeling is like someone in later generations who memorized the ∏ to 10,000 decimal places, although it has no meaning, but it is also a self-satisfying puzzle game.

At the dinner table, the family ate happily, listening to Huo Xiaoshan talk about what he had seen and heard in the military academy.

Song Zijun smiled slightly, and said: "War is the common karma of all living beings, the Buddha is not as Catholic propaganda as their Lord said that the Lord is omnipotent, the Buddha has three cannots, one is that the karma cannot be transferred, the Buddha just told us the truth of life and taught us the way to get rid of suffering and happiness, to see that resisting aggression is a matter of course, but the karma is boundless, when can we get rid of reincarnation?" ”

After Song Zijun said this, the three people at the dinner table had different expressions. Sister-in-law Li looked at her young lady with an almost adoring look, Murong Pei was confused, obviously not understanding, and Huo Xiaoshan put away his grinning appearance in contemplation.

Song Zijun didn't pay attention to the reactions of the three people, but said to himself: "Shanzi, do you remember the little wolf cub that your father caught from the mountain that year?" ”

"Remember, the she-wolf came later, and you asked your father to release the wolf cub." Huo Xiaoshan replied.

Song Zijun continued: "Do you remember what the little wolf looked like when she saw the she-wolf? That little wolf cub is so playful and mischievous as a human child, and what is the difference between that she-wolf and a loving mother when she sees her child?"

Huo Xiaoshan's eyes appeared in front of him when the she-wolf saw her child, it was really like a mother and son meeting after a long absence, and no one could imagine that it was a bloodthirsty wolf.

"But Auntie, wolves will eat people after all." Murong Pei said on the side.

"Yes, when the wolf is young, the love between mother and child of the wolf is no different from that of humans, but the little wolf cubs gradually show their ferocity of eating and killing as they grow up. Then how can the Japanese not be like wolves, they have good nature and wolf nature, and they are eventually infected by the habit of reincarnation, harming others and themselves. Song Zijun sighed.

Song Zijun stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Huo Xiaoshan's head with black hair, and said, "Shanzi, I don't care if you join the martial arts like your father, and I don't care if you kill little devils, but remember not to forget to chant Buddha every day." ”

"Hmm." Huo Xiaoshan nodded vigorously, since he was separated from his father and mother in the mountains and forests, he would find time to chant Buddha every day, and he was now able to realize that chanting Buddha had a subtle change in himself, and it had become a part of his life.

"Shanzi, do you remember the words of Master Lotus Lotus that I taught you when you were a child?" Song Zijun asked.

Huo Xiaoshan nodded.

"Carry it to my mother." Song Ziqun commanded.

Huo Xiaoshan nodded, sat upright, and recited loudly: "Try the self-inspection point, if you are in the physical and mental world, you still haven't put it down." Greed, hatred and obsession are still emerging. Right and wrong, I am still worried about myself, and my delusions have not been eliminated. All kinds of other differences, still confusing the mind, it is not called the true Buddha. ”

After Huo Xiaoshan finished reciting, everyone fell silent, each thinking about it.

Long

Huo Xiaoshan suddenly said: "Mother, if only my father was at home now." ”

Seeing his son mention his husband, Song Zijun didn't have the sad resentful feelings of ordinary people, but just sighed softly.

Murong Pei glanced at Huo Xiaoshan, which undoubtedly means that you will make your mother sad,

Huo Xiaoshan also realized that he might have said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly said: "By the way, I heard Uncle Zhou say last time that my father has been transferred from Tianjin to Beiping, and he has also become a brigade commander." ”

"Whether it's a brigade commander or a soldier, as long as you can get rid of the Japanese devils from our Chinese land, alas, it's better if you don't kill a single person." Song Zijun said.

However, she also knew that what she said was impossible to say that she would not die a person, so she shook her head helplessly, thinking about her husband and worrying about the current situation, which made Song Zijun's thoughts fly for a while, she subconsciously twisted the Buddha beads in her hand with her fingers, and her heart was suddenly shocked, knowing that she had lost her mind, so she stopped speaking, her fingers twisted slightly, and a silent Buddha number rippled in her heart.