I am resting in the Buddhist hall. It is very strange today. There are no pilgrims.
I reckon, I must be on holiday today, and I am very happy. I listen to Jay Chou's songs, chant sutras, and have a good time.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Your grandma opened the door and saw a mother with a child. (Here his mother calls him Mother Qin, which is a fictitious name.)
Then he invited them in.
Qin's mother said, "Excuse me, Master, I was introduced by the doctor from the hospital next door."
Your grandma asked: "Doctor Liu?"
Qin's mother said, "Yes, my child has been getting acupuncture for 10 days for a cold, but it's still not good. I can't take acupuncture anymore. I suspected that he had an external disease, so he introduced me."
I sat at my desk and looked at it carefully for a long time. I didn't see anything?
Qin's mother provided her birthday and horoscope.
When I was writing, your uncle Tongtong said in my ear: "Look up, look, water ghost."
I looked up and saw a 165cm tall young man, chubby, but he was actually alone, dirty and wet.
I looked at her carefully for a long time and found that she looked very similar to Qin's mother.
I told Mother Qin: "There is a young man standing here, over 165cm tall, chubby, and he drowned."
When Qin's mother heard this, she burst into tears.
Seeing this, your grandma hurriedly handed over the tissue.
Qin's mother said: "Master, that's my eldest son. He was born to me and my ex-husband. After his accident, his father didn't want me. I remarried and now have a second child."
Your uncle Tongtong whispered in my ear: "This young man is obsessed. His mother is not having a good life. He wants to protect his mother. Look at his fists."
When I saw it, my fists were clenched. He was too resentful.
I asked Qin’s mother: “Who harmed the child?”
Qin's mother said: "It's hard to explain. The law doesn't say it was anyone who caused the accident, but I always have dreams. Dabao told me that he died unjustly."
Hey, it’s hard for me to do that too. After all, what I said cannot be used as evidence.
Suddenly it occurred to me, your uncle said he wanted to protect Mother Qin?
I asked Qin's mother: "Are you having a hard time now? Is there domestic violence?"
Mother Qin immediately collapsed and burst into tears.
She said: "Since I remarried to this family, he beats me every day. As long as I ask for money, he will beat me. With such a young child, I can't get away to work. How can I live without asking for money from him... …”
I looked up at your grandma, and your grandma started crying there too. When I thought of her, I just remembered how difficult it was for her.
I immediately felt the same.
I told Mother Qin, it's okay, don't worry, I will help you discuss it with Dabao.
I looked at Dabao and used my third consciousness to communicate with him, and he nodded.
In fact, I just told him, don't let go, you will always be by your mother's side, and your mother will only get worse and worse. If your little brother is not good, your mother will feel distressed and miss you even more.
This Dabao is really a good boy, but unfortunately, good people do not live long.
I told Mother Qin that it was okay, Erbao would be fine tomorrow.
She was very happy. Then he took out 200 yuan from his body to press incense.
I quickly refused.
Baby, do you know? A poor person in such a difficult situation can give out 200 yuan to rejoice, while there are many people with much better conditions than her who can take 50 yuan. This is the human heart.
When I pushed and refused, I saw that it was pitch dark outside.
Your grandma asked Qin’s mother: “Where do you live?”
Qin's mother said, "Dongtou is quite far away. Let's take a taxi back."
When I heard this, I called you grandma and asked her to get some money and leave.
Your grandma remembers giving her all the 230 yuan she had in her pocket that day.
Qin's mother knelt down immediately, and I quickly helped her up and said, "It doesn't cost much, so it won't be a problem. Go back and live a good life, and things will get better."
Qin's mother took the child and left like this, and Dabao didn't follow. I chatted with Dabao for a while and asked him about the details of how he died. I kept shaking my head (it's not convenient to disclose it here, after all, the case cannot be overturned).
At last, Dabao bowed to me... and we never met again.
