Chapter 1099 She Loves You, so She Doesn’t Blame You

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"Huanhuan..." Ye Shuyun came over, put her hand on Yan Huan's hair, and then gently stroked it. This poor child, who is so cruel to treat a child who has lost his mother like this.

"It's okay," Ye Shuyun comforted Yan Huan.

"We put your mother's ashes in the temple and let the monks help her to transcend, okay?"

"Okay," Yan Huan gently stroked the ashes in the urn in her arms, just like her mother hugged her when she was a child, but she couldn't do too much for her mother. What she has now, her mother can't feel or enjoy it.

Her mother is cold, it's this cold urn, and the ashes inside it have long been full.

And these are actually the deepest and most painful thoughts for a daughter.

Because she no longer has a mother.

Yan Huan carefully handed the urn in her arms to a master. The master nodded slightly to Yan Huan, then put the urn down and chanted sutras for salvation.

"Actually, I don't know if this will work?" Yan Huan looked at the urn wrapped in red cloth inside Yan's mother. "I just want her to rest in peace in one place. I also know that death is like the extinguishing of a light. She is dead, and the good things she didn't enjoy, the good things she didn't eat, the things she didn't get, and the scenery she didn't see in her lifetime will never belong to her again."

She lowered her eyelashes and stretched out her hand again. "Actually, what I can't bear the most is that the mother who once held my hand and combed my hair has turned into a pile of powder. She will no longer call my name, will no longer care about me, will no longer make delicious meals for me to eat, and will no longer comfort me when I cry. , she would not accompany me all the time when I was afraid, nor would she stay with me all night when I was sick. She was very lonely and painful when she died. "

"In fact, when I looked at my mother's appearance at that time, I was thinking that it was better for her to die, so that she would not have to suffer anymore. She had never had a good life in her life. This world was really too cruel to her."

"You said..." She raised her head and asked Lu Yi, "Did my mother have any sins? Did I have any sins? Did we, mother and daughter, commit too many sins in our previous lives? Why did we end up like this in the end, unable to live in peace and unable to die in peace."

Hehe, crush bones and scatter ashes.

Who doesn't know how serious this word is?

And now in that urn, it is only a small half of her mother's ashes, and this is actually just a thought and a miss for Yan Huan. No matter how many salvations there are, no matter how expensive and beautiful the urn is, what's the use, her mother is still dead, and she still has a living mother who loves her.

Lu Yi put his arm around her shoulders and squeezed them gently.

"She never felt that she was suffering in her life," Lu Yi also looked at the urn with complete respect, because this was the mother who gave birth to Yan Huan. Without her, Yan Huan would not exist, and there would be no three children he loved.

But he didn't believe that for Yan's mother, her life was a tragedy, she was tortured, and death was her relief.

"Isn't it?" Yan Huan laughed miserably.

"No," Lu Yi turned around, put his hand on Yan Huan's shoulder, and stared at her eyes seriously, "Believe me, your mother's life was happy. Although she also suffered, had pain, and suffered, she still had you. You are the biggest and most beautiful surprise in her life. Because she has you, her life is continued because of you. She can lose everything for you and endure any suffering. Her biggest regret is not because of what she has suffered in this life, but that she can't accompany you to the end, watch you get married and have children, watch you Have a wonderful life. "

"Really?" Yan Huan trembled her red lips, "Mom really didn't blame me, didn't blame me for the disasters she brought to her? She didn't live well when she was alive, and she couldn't rest in peace after death."

"Really," Lu Yi straightened her hair, "You are a mother, put yourself in her shoes, think about Xunxun, think about Xiaoqi and Xiaoguang, you will understand what kind of love your mother had for you at that time."

"She loves you, she won't blame you."

And under the curling green smoke, there was the sound of peaceful chanting.

They couldn't hear what was being chanted, but they could hear the compassion under the dream sound.

The Buddha said: There are eight sufferings in human beings, suffering of birth, suffering of aging, suffering of illness, suffering of death, suffering of meeting with enemies and those you hate, suffering of separation from loved ones, suffering of not getting what you want, and suffering of the five aggregates.

And the Buddha said that the common people are difficult.

Yan Huan covered her face. She squatted outside the hall and cried almost to the point of being unable to speak. It was just like when her mother passed away. She hid alone and didn't dare to let Yi Ling know. She cried secretly, but after crying, she had to continue living.

Lu Yizhi stood here all the time. He didn't go over because he knew that Yan Huan needed such a time and such a way to vent the almost uncontrollable sadness in her heart.

She suffered too much. She suffered in her last life and in this life.

They all thought that all the sufferings were over, and they also thought that their disasters were over.

In fact, they didn't know that some things were just beginning, and the pair of hands carrying disasters were also pressing on their side of the sky. I don't know when I can see the moon through the clouds, and I don't know when the rain will stop.

Sun Yuhan looked at the pink diamond ring on her hand. The huge pink gem on it was bigger and more expensive than Yan Huan's, and of course it was harder to get.

"Grandpa, you said that the woman's mother's grave was dug up and the ashes were smashed?" Sun Yuhan asked Ye Jianguo, all of them were a little unbelievable. When did this happen? It was really, too good.

"Yes, I don't know who did it, but no matter who did it, it was revenge for you in the end." Ye Jianguo gently stroked his granddaughter's hair, just like before, he also touched his daughter's hair, the same softness, and the same feeling of heartache.

This is his granddaughter who is related by blood.

"Grandpa, did that woman really crush her bones and scatter her ashes? But who is so cruel as to smash someone's ashes? But I never thought about it." Sun Yuhan is in a good mood now, no, she is in a very good mood, and she will do things that can make others suffer, and she will be happy if she can make others cry.

She just likes to build her own happiness on the pain of others. Isn't it fun and interesting?