The nunnery master sighed, recited the Buddha's name a few more times, and continued: "The previous nunnery master went out to beg for alms and went to the Infant Girl Pagoda. He found the village and argued hard, begging them to demolish the Infant Girl Pagoda.
The village chief said that in the past, many baby girls were born, but they were drowned in pits, or buried outside the threshold and trampled on every day. The villagers firmly believed that the more miserable the death, the more likely it would be to scare the baby girls who wanted to reincarnate.
Building a baby girl tower will, firstly, allow baby girls to die with dignity, and secondly, it will prevent some mothers from feeling depressed after witnessing the tragic death of their daughters.
The former nunnery owner had no choice but to secretly take the baby girl abandoned by the villagers back to the nunnery to feed her. The poor nun was a baby girl rescued by the previous nunnery master. "
The reason why she secretly brought her back was because she was afraid that the villagers would abandon the baby girl even more when they found out that someone had adopted her.
Zhen Yuanyuan lay on Zhen Qingyin's shoulder and sobbed softly: "Sister, how could such a tragic thing happen in the world? Why doesn't the government care about it?"
Zhen Qingyin had no expression on her face and whispered: "How does the government control it? Those who kill baby girls are their parents. Those people probably think that because their parents gave them life, they have the right to take their lives. The saints say, father If you want your son to perish, you will have to perish.”
The last sentence was said very lightly.
It seems to be contemptuous, this is a very stupid statement.
Zhen Yuanyuan sobbed harder: "It's not like this, sister, it shouldn't be like this..."
She didn't know how to change, so she wiped away her tears in a panic, poured out the broken silver in her purse, took off all the jewelry on her body, and piled them all on the incense table.
"Master, you are kind-hearted, please help those helpless babies. I will come often in the future."
Xiao Yinshi and Zhen Qingyin did not stop them.
The nunnery owner did not stop him and smiled: "Amitabha, the time when the poor nun was born happened to be a year of disaster. The feudal kings rebelled and various places were in chaos. At that time, the common people abandoned the most female babies. In recent years, things have gradually gotten better. , we picked up fewer and fewer baby girls in the Baby Girl Tower.
It has been five years since we picked up a baby girl. The three donors heard the cries. They were the two babies we picked up in the capital last year, a boy and a girl. "
Zhen Yuanyuan's eyes were hanging on her eyelashes, and she asked in surprise: "Are you still adopting baby boys?"
"The ones we take in are all living creatures, both male and female. Baby boys are more likely to be adopted, but most of the abandoned baby boys are born with disabilities, alas."
Zhen Yuanyuan has been growing up for fifteen years, but she has never heard of such human tragedy. Her mouth dropped and she cried again.
Zhen Qingyin felt uncomfortable in her heart, even more upset than when Zhen Qingyun scolded her. She asked softly: "Master Tai, where will those children go when they grow up?"
Xiao Yin and the nunnery owner looked at her, secretly surprised.
They thought that she and Zhen Yuanyuan were little girls who were inexperienced in the world and would not think so far ahead.
The owner of the nunnery turned the prayer beads: "When the baby girl grows up, she may stay in the nunnery and become a nun, or she may grow her hair and marry someone, or she may sell herself to be a slave in the high gate compound, marry a family in the mansion and have children. As for the When the baby boy is older, he will be given to Mingshan next door and raised by the monks in the temple opposite."
Zhen Yuanyuan suffered another heavy blow and burst into tears. She was confused and thought about it again and again, but could not think of a better way out for these poor women.
As a single woman with no family support, how can they gain a foothold in society? Even if they have the ability to gain a foothold, they do not have the support of public opinion to support them. The harassment of a few idle men can ruin their lives.
There seemed to be no other way out except marriage and slavery.
Little Yin felt that we should not hear too many tragedies during the festival today, and just as she was about to interrupt, Zhen Qingyin asked again: "Of those women who went out, did any of them come back to become a monk?"
The system interrupted: [Host, look how the trumpet is crying. Why are you so worried? If you want to change, you might as well marry the male protagonist and become a princess or queen. You can even give birth to a son, quietly depose the male protagonist, and govern behind the scenes. When you have power, you can change anything! 】
Zhen Qingyin: ...you go ahead.
The nunnery master could no longer hide her surprise this time. She took a serious look at Zhen Qingyin's eyes that were as clear as glass, as if she could see through the world, and there was a chill in her eyes.
A sense of sadness and pity.
"Yes, there is a young woman who has returned to the nunnery to become a monk."
She didn't say that she actually returned to the nunnery to become a monk after getting married and having children.
Some sisters did not even have the chance to come back, so they died due to the evil of human nature.
They imagined the colorful world outside so beautifully that they did not understand that their birth proved the viciousness of this world.
The more Xiao Yin heard, the more something was wrong. How could Qing Yin, a little lady who never leaves or steps behind, see through so many things? She quickly interrupted: "Master Tai, where is Little Master Hui'an? Why haven't I seen her for a long time?"
Zhen Qingyin lowered her head, gently comforted Zhen Yuanyuan, and asked no more questions.
The owner of the nunnery did not want to say too much, lest he might be suspected of tempting the young lady into something. He changed the subject and said, "Hui'an's family members often come to visit her, but she doesn't see her very often. If she doesn't come now, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to see each other. If the donors If you’re not in a hurry, you can take a stroll around the nunnery.”
"Then I'll trouble you, Master." Xiao Yin said.
Qingyue Temple is not big. There is an open space outside the wall and vegetables are planted. At this time, there are still uneaten radish, cabbage and garlic seedlings in the vegetable field.
The nunnery inside the wall is divided into three entrances. The first entrance is the main hall for offering incense, which is dedicated to Tathagata Buddha. The side halls on the left and right sides are dedicated to three Bodhisattvas, Guanyin, Ksitigarbha, and Manjusri.
The second entrance is where the nuns rest and eat.
The third entrance was originally used for pilgrims to stay, but now it is a residence for adopted orphans. It is far away from the main hall, so the sound of children crying and playing will be smaller.
When entering the courtyard the second time, there were several closed rooms, and I guess Song Qi was inside one of them.
Zhen Qingyin originally wanted to exchange experiences with her, but it seemed that Song Qi was still awkward, hiding and unwilling to see people.
She also saw that several nuns were extremely strong and strong. She thought that they were the nunnery's military security, protecting the nuns from being disturbed by the scumbags.
After turning around in a circle, Nanny Rong, who was keeping an eye on people, couldn't hold on any longer and leaned against the earth wall to beat her legs.
The nunnery owner noticed it and immediately said apologetically: "The poor nun was negligent. The donors have come from afar. It's time to rest."
She took everyone to the third courtyard. A young nun had already packed up a few empty rooms and came out, burned a kang, brought hot water and tea, and prepared several snacks.
Obviously it's not that I forgot, but that I wasn't ready before.
After the nunnery master left, the maids of the Zhen family pushed aside the tea and snacks brought by the nunnery, placed the snacks they brought home, lit the silver frost charcoal they brought, filled them in the small stove, and simmered the plum blossoms last year. Picked snow.
Zhen Qingyin and Xiao Yin held tea cups to warm their hands and ate a few snacks.
Zhen Yuanyuan's eyes were still red: "Mom, sister, didn't you hear the baby's cry? How can you eat it?"
Zhen Qingyin picked up another snack and ate it.
Zhen Yuanyuan glared at her angrily.
