Hero of heart The amazing son in law complete
Margaret An felt very reluctant to part with Maria Lin.
He felt that he had become very fond of the girl who was like an ancestor, one could even say that he really liked her.
If possible, he wanted to have a long conversation with Maria Lin for three days and three nights, and pour out all the words that he had been keeping in his heart because he felt it was difficult to find a soulmate.
Maria Lin also admires Margaret An.
For hundreds of years, he had never had a friend to whom he could truly confide and feel at ease.
Adopted children are still adopted children. As the woman who raised them, even though she would share some of her secrets, there was still a generational and status gap between them. As a traditional Chinese woman, she had to uphold the strong maternal qualities.
When facing Charlie, she always lowers her status in front of him because Charlie has saved her life and she has physical intimacy with Charlie.
Margaret An is the first person in all these years who is truly in the same dimension as me.
As the saying goes, money is easy to come by, but true friends are hard to find. If I had the time, it would be great to chat with Margaret An for a few days, but time doesn’t permit right now, and it’s really not the right time.
However, Kong Yin’s departure had deeply saddened her. She just wanted to return to the top floor of Zijin Villa, cry alone, and vent her emotions.
So he hugged Margaret An gently and waved goodbye.
Margaret An reluctantly said to him, “Senior, please take good care of yourself.”
Maria Lin nodded slowly and said, “Mrs. Wade, so do you. Be careful. We will meet again later.”
Margaret An said respectfully, “See you later!”
Sister Sun, Stephen Tang, and Master Jingqing all looked at Maria Lin respectfully and said in unison, “Senior, please take care of yourself.”
Maria Lin looked at Master Jingqing and said, “Master Jingqing, please take care of Zhengping’s affairs after his death.”
Master Jingqing immediately said respectfully, “Amitabha, please rest assured, Miss Lin, I will do my best.”
Maria Lin nodded, looked at Kong Yin, who was now sound asleep, then at the others, and said with a smile, “Then, if you’ll excuse me. You don’t need to see me off; I can go by myself.”
After saying that, he turned and left without waiting for anyone’s response.
Walking out of the main hall, the dazzling, warm sunlight shone on Maria Lin’s face. A gentle spring breeze, mixed with a hint of warmth, brushed against her face, carrying the faint scent of flowers, causing Maria Lin to pause slightly.
She closed her eyes, feeling the atmosphere of spring flowers for a moment, then let go of her high ponytail and skillfully tied it into two ponytails, and her face returned to the childish expression she had when she came.
Although her mood was still heavy, the new green shoots on the treetops and the flower buds on the flower beds on both sides made Maria Lin once again feel the power and meaning of life.
Life means every spring when the flowers bloom, there are always new trees growing and fresh flowers blooming. However, the flowers and plants that wither in the late autumn and cold winter are gone forever. As Gong Zizhen wrote in his poem, the fallen petals are not heartless, they turn into spring mud to protect the flowers.
Plants are passed down from generation to generation in this way. Humans, as the highest known life form, even more so, carry on this tradition from generation to generation.
Although Saito Shohei, his adopted son, is gone, Kongin, a Japanese Buddhist teacher, will always be there.
Even though Kongyin failed to attain enlightenment in this life, there will surely be people in the future who will be enlightened by him, become monks, and attain enlightenment through the vast teachings of the Buddha.
As I stepped out of Kinkakuji Temple, the melodious and powerful sound of the bell came from behind me.
The bells rang one after another several times without any signs of stopping.
The monks who were carrying out their duties in the temple stopped when the bell rang more than thirteen times.
The bell of Kinkaku-ji Temple is rarely rung, and is only used to indicate the time on important days.
The bell to tell the time shall not exceed twelve.
If the bell rings more than twelve times, all monks in the temple must stop their activities and immediately go to the main hall.
Because the bell will continue to ring 9981 times and the sound of the bell means the abbot has died.
Although Japanese monks are more secular, the monks of Kinkakuji Temple, under the influence of Kūin, are much more pious than ordinary Japanese monks.
In Buddhism, they are like swaying boats that need a clear flag to steer them, and Kongyin is that flag.
Now, Kongyin’s departure is like losing a guide in the vast ocean for these devout monks.
Many monks could not hold back their tears and walked quickly towards the main hall.
Hundreds of monks, all red-eyed, walked and ran towards the main hall without a word. They didn’t dare run wild, lest they disturb the abbot’s rebirth in the Western Paradise.
Maria Lin stopped again when she heard the bell.
His thoughts returned to Kyoto City more than a hundred years ago.
At that time, his residence was not far from Kinkaku-ji Temple.
One day, she took her children to enjoy the beauty of the cherry blossoms in the yard and told them about their history. She explained that the cherry blossoms, which are seen everywhere in Japan and are highly sought after, were actually brought from China during the Nara period over a thousand years ago. At that time, China was in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty.
As the children asked questions about this period of history, the bells of Kinkaku-ji Temple continued to ring throughout Kyoto, just as they do today.
When the children asked why the Kinkaku-ji Temple bell kept ringing, he said that eighty-one times the bell rang meant returning to one’s true nature.
Japanese Buddhism originated in China. After nearly two thousand years of sedimentation and local development, Chinese Buddhism has also integrated much of ancient Chinese wisdom.
The ancient Chinese Book of Changes considered nine to be the greatest yang number. In other words, nine is also the largest single digit in the decimal system.
Therefore, nine symbolizes the greatest and perfect.
Eighty-one is the square of nine, which means perfection that is much greater than perfection.
He did not convey death to these children, but smiled and said: “The reason why the bell of Kinkaku-ji Temple rang 81 times is because their abbot has completed his merits, and everyone in the temple is celebrating.”
At that moment, a young, innocent boy looked at her and said firmly, “Miss, Zhengping wants to be the abbot in the future, and Zhengping also wants the bell of Kinkaku-ji Temple to ring 81 times in his honor!”
Maria Lin shook her head helplessly and smiled, “Of all of you, Zhengping, you are the most persistent. You always fight for everything.”
The boy pointed at the biggest snowman in the courtyard with his red, frozen hands, then said proudly, “Miss, Zhengping wants to be the best at everything, even making the biggest snowman! So, Zhengping will definitely be the abbot of Kinkaku-ji Temple in the future!”
The light and shadows of a hundred years ago flashed through her mind, and Maria Lin couldn’t help but sigh in her heart, some things seemed like unintentional jokes and mischief, but in fact, everything was destined.
He looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, “If there really is a Western Paradise in this world, perhaps I am the one most connected to it. You are all good children. You must have been there a long time ago, and you must be waiting for me there, right?”