Zhen Qingyin came to Jinxiu Residence with the box in her arms.
Yang Liu glanced at the box and said with a smile: "Miss, are you coming to have dinner with your wife today?"
After Zhen Shijian left the capital, Mrs. Chao Guogong withdrew the people she had placed in Jinxiu Residence. Those who were willing to leave the house returned their deeds of sale and gave Anjia money. Those who were unwilling to leave, some went to Zhuangzi, and some went back to Chao Guo Gong's Mansion, Jinxiu Residence. There was only one willow left that the Yin family was used to.
Now, the people in Jinxiuju were chosen by Zhen Qingyin from the dowry village of Da Yin family.
Zhen Qingyin curved her lips and smiled: "Where is my wife?"
Yang Liu was slightly stunned. Zhen Qingyin usually only calls Da Yin "mother", but today she suddenly changed her name...
Her smile became brighter and her voice became louder: "My wife just came out of the Buddhist hall and was sitting in meditation in the Nuan Pavilion. There were about ten golden peonies planted outside the Nuan Pavilion, six of them bloomed. After a while, the sun set and golden light spread down. I just happened to see it. The girl caught it just in time."
Zhen Qingyin looked up at the sun. It was about to set. She stepped into the Nuan Pavilion. Da Yin was sitting quietly in front of the window. At some point, a bookcase was moved there. On the bookcase was a row of exquisite white porcelain palettes.
Da Yin is painting.
Zhen Qingyin greeted her.
Mrs. Da Yin turned around and smiled: "Qing Yin, sit here too."
Zhen Qingyin sat opposite her.
The mother and daughter were quiet, one was painting and the other was watching the painting.
Dusk is approaching, and the setting sun shines back, casting its last afterglow, as Yang Liu said, golden, coating the golden peony with a layer of gold, and the golden peony seems to glow.
Da Yin continued to adjust the colors, and before the afterglow of the setting sun disappeared, he finally adjusted the color of this golden light.
She gilded the Tathagata Buddha in her painting with this piece of golden light.
Zhen Qingyin stood up and lit the lamp, brought the drawing paper next to it, looked at the lamp and the Da Yin family under the lamp, and suddenly realized in her heart that if the Buddha does not cross, everyone will cross by himself.
Being a monk is nothing more than escaping, escaping from reality, escaping from your original identity, in an attempt to reinvent yourself and reshape a new me.
"Mom, do you want to become a monk?"
Da Yin finished the last stroke and raised his head in surprise: "Why do you ask this so suddenly?"
This was the first time Zhen Qingyin called her mother. She was a little at a loss. She didn't know where to put her hands and feet, and her mind went blank. She couldn't even think about Zhen Qingyin's problem.
Zhen Qingyin took away the paintbrush in her hand in time to avoid staining the painting that she had put so much effort into. Her black and white eyes fixedly looked at Da Yin: "Mom, you don't have to endure anything for me. You can become a monk if you want to. Bar."
Da Yin felt uneasy in her heart and asked worriedly: "Qing Yin, has something happened to you?"
Zhen Qingyin shook her head: "It's nothing, I just don't want my mother to wrong herself for me. Whenever I think of my mother staying in the Zhen family and enduring my father, Aunt Zhang and Zhen Qingyun just for me, I feel guilty and can't sleep at night, as if I live just to make you suffer.”
Da Yin's face was full of confusion. He grabbed her hand across the portrait of Tathagata Buddha and asked: "Why do you think so? Qing Yin, if anything happens, don't hide it from me. I can't solve it... and you Where is my aunt?"
"Then do you want to become a monk?"
Dayinshi sighed: "Qingyin, it's not easy for my daughter to live in the world. She has been burdened by fame all her life. I can't let you have a mother who becomes a monk. It's good like this now. You don't have to feel guilty. Being a monk is just a formality. How is being a monk different? I am still thinking about you. You have six impure roots. If you really become a monk, you will be disloyal to the Buddha."
Zhen Qingyin understood.
In fact, she thinks the current situation is quite good. She has inquired about it and it is said to be a pure place for Buddhism. In fact, no place is truly pure, and there are also intrigues in the nunnery.
Peach Blossom Spring is only in Tao Gong's writings, and only in the appearance seen by Wuling people. He has not truly integrated into the life of Taoyuan Village. How do you know that there are no quarrels between neighbors, oppression by superiors and subordinates, conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, grievances between husband and wife, and difficulties in food and clothing?
Coming from the modern era of information explosion, she has seen too many illusions that are shiny on the surface but full of feathers on the inside.
But, she was going to die.
Without her, Mrs. Da Yin can become a monk without any regrets - except for becoming a monk, she has no home to return to and nowhere to go. She could stay in the Zhen family, but she probably doesn't want to stay here.
With the support of my aunt, my mother would not be bullied if she became a monk.
"I agree with everything mom does. The most important thing is that you feel free and happy." Zhen Qingyin pushed the box in front of Mrs. Yin, "Your birthday is coming soon. I want to go to the Spring Hunting Party this year, but I'm afraid I won't be able to make it. When you celebrate your birthday, send me the birthday gift first. Mom won’t blame me, right?"
"How can I bear to blame you?" Mrs. Da Yin suddenly felt cheerful when she saw that she was not obsessed with becoming a monk and was going to attend the Spring Hunting Party. The uneasiness and haze that had been lingering in her heart were dispelled. She picked up the box and stood up. When you go to the west wing, you have to put it in the bedroom yourself. As you walk, you say, "I didn't care about birthdays in the past years. You took the trouble to prepare birthday gifts for me every year, and I put them away and stored them well."
Unconsciously, I talked more than usual.
Perhaps it was Zhen Qingyin's words that scared her.
Mrs. Dayin opened a large box, which contained half a small box.
Zhen Qingyin opened one of them, which was an exquisite silk folding fan.
Three years ago, she begged her aunt for two days to get a double-sided embroidery the size of a silk handkerchief, with a white cat on one side and a golden fox on the other. It was cute and smart. She then made thirteen folding fans in succession to practice. Only then did he dare to make this folding fan and give it to the Da Yin family as a birthday gift.
Now that I think about it, the word "fan" is the same as the word "scatter", which is why my mother didn't think the gift was unlucky at that time.
Mrs. Da Yin put the newly acquired small box in and asked with a gentle expression, "Why is it still locked?"
Zhen Qingyin held her arm, leaned on her shoulder, and winked mischievously: "Put the key at Du Ruo's place. Du Ruo will give it to you on my birthday. Don't peek at me before your birthday."
Da Yinshi chuckled and nodded her forehead: "You are a mother and a child."
Zhen Qingyin has indeed always treated her as a young girl.
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The next day, Nan Xing went to the Duke Chao's Mansion to deliver a message.
Zhen Qingyin also informed Zhen Shilian and the old lady that she was about to participate in the Spring Hunting.
Meng Rulan, who was lying in the old lady's arms, refreshed and sat up straight. Her eyes staring at Zhen Qingyin kept shining, shining with ambition.
Zhen Shilian wondered what made Zhen Qingyin change his mind, and said with a smile: "That's just right, our family will go to the Spring Hunting Party, neatly."
The old lady smiled and patted the back of Meng Rulan's hand, hinting her to calm down: "Qingyin, you are the eldest sister. You should watch out for Yuanyuan and Rulan when the time comes."
Zhen Qingyin nodded.
In the evening of the day before the spring hunt, the Zhen family's carriage took Zhen Qingyin to the Duke Chao's mansion.
Zhen Qingyin went to Hanxu Courtyard to see her aunt first, and Du Ruo followed her carrying a big basket.
