flstandardbreds Chapter 346 Ning Xi, let’s talk
Chapter 346 Ning Xi, let’s talk
Gu Huaijing saw that she was still holding the coin purse and asked, "Aunt Rong, are you going out?"
"Yeah, we're out of dishwashing liquid at home, so we're going to go buy some more."
Gu Huaijing immediately said: "I'll go buy it."
The door closed gently, Rong Qingyun patted Ning Xi's hand and said, "Every time you come, I bother you. It makes me feel embarrassed."
"Teacher Rong, why are you being so polite to us?" Ning Xi said with a smile.
"By the way, you just said that you came from the Ciyu Orphanage?"
Ning Xi nodded: "Yes."
Rong Qingyun pondered for a moment: "Didn't he tell you why he went there?"
"It's just for charity... why else?"
Rong Qingyun sighed softly.
She knew that the boy from the Gu family would still hesitate about this matter.
Ning Xi saw that she seemed to have something else in her words, so she said directly: "Teacher Rong, if you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly."
"Huai Jing has been telling me not to say it, but I think it's not good for both of you to keep these words to yourself." Rong Qingyun gently put his arm around her shoulders and said softly, "Before, Huai Jing always told me that he felt guilty about you and the child, especially the unborn child... Later he told me that he sponsored an orphanage, probably to do good for the child."
Ning Xi was completely stunned.
She never expected this answer.
Thinking of the aborted child, Ning Xi felt heartbroken and had complicated emotions.
This unexpected reason made her at a loss for words and she just lowered her eyes slightly.
Rong Qingyun noticed the sadness on her face and said quickly, "He has always blamed himself for not being able to protect you and the child. I know you must be sad too... But Xiaoxi, you are still young, and you have to look forward to some things."
Seeing that Ning Xi remained silent, she knew she couldn't push too hard. "I know there's a temple that's particularly effective, and they do very good ceremonies for the deceased. If you're concerned about that child, you can go there and take a look."
Ning Xi finally came to her senses, "Where?"
Rong Qingyun took out a few tissues and wiped the corners of her eyes.
"There is a Buddhist monk named Ruokong at the Xichan Temple at the intersection of No. 12 Jiefang Street in the south of the city. He is the most famous."
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Ning Xi chose a clear day and drove to Xichan Temple.
Xichan Ancient Temple is quiet and peaceful. As soon as you step through the door, you can smell the scent of sandalwood, which makes you feel calm.
Because it was a weekday, there were not many pilgrims visiting. The volunteer saw Ning Xi, who was alone, and asked, "Miss, do you want to burn incense, collect donations, or perform a ritual?"
"I'm looking for a mage named Ruokong. Thank you."
The volunteer understood and said, "Please follow me this way."
Passing through ancient pavilions and towers, Ning Xi was brought to a small hall, next to which was a wooden wing room.
I guess that room is Master Ruokong’s residence.
"There's already a pilgrim inside communicating with the master. I'll let him know. Please wait here for a moment." The volunteer pulled out a chair for her. "Excuse me, young lady, what's your name?"
"Excuse me, my last name is Ning."
Ning Xi sat down slowly and began to think about what to say next. Then the old wooden door of the room was pushed open with a creaky sound.
The two walked out of the door side by side, and saw a monk who was receiving the precepts and touching his head. He said, "To appease the spirit of an infant, sincerity is the most important thing. Mr. Gu is sincere. When the time comes, there will be a result."
Another man in a suit nodded: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Master."
If it’s not Gu Huaijing, then who else could it be?
Their eyes met and they both stood there in a daze.
Gu Huaijing understood the confusion in her eyes, which clearly meant: "Why are you here too?"
Master Ruokong had not noticed the subtle atmosphere between the two. He looked at Ning Xi and said, "Sir, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Please come in and talk."
"Mr. Gu, please sit outside for a while. Someone has already prepared the materials for the ritual."
"No, I'm with her."
Hearing this, Ning Xi couldn't help but look at him. How did he know that she was here?
But now is not the time to think about that.
The door closed gently, and the two of them sat on the cushions on either side of the table.
Ning Xi sat up straight: "I heard that the master is best at performing rituals to help the deceased to be reborn and comfort the dead, so I came to visit."
"Thank you for your compliment." Master Ruokong was very humble. "Excuse me, who is the deceased soul to Miss Ning?"
Ning Xi lowered her eyes slightly: "...It was my child, he died before he was born."
Master Ruokong showed an expression of pity, bowed his head and said: "Amitabha, please accept my condolences. After the salvation, he will naturally go to the right place."
When Gu Huaijing heard this, he clenched his hands at his side.
He has always kept silent about the loss of his child, but he will have to face it sooner or later.
Ning Xi and Gu Huaijing completed the whole process of burning incense, lighting candles, chanting scriptures and burning paper under the guidance of the master. The last handful of sandalwood was held in the hands of the two of them. Gu Huaijing and Ning Xi stood side by side in front of the incense table, and then they knelt down on the cushion together.
The moment she bowed her head after three bows, Ning Xi could no longer hold back the sourness in her nose, and a few tears flowed out from the corners of her eyes.
Even if the child she hoped for with all her heart had no chance to come into this world, she hoped that he could enter reincarnation early and live a happy and peaceful life in the next life.
After finishing all this, it was almost dusk.
"There is a tablet for the child here. If you have nothing to do, you can come here to burn incense and worship Buddha, copy scriptures, and accumulate merit for him."
After giving a few final instructions, Master Ruokong watched the two men leave.
The moment she walked out of the temple gate, Ning Xi came back to her senses from her grief.
Seeing the tears in her eyes, Gu Huaijing handed over the handkerchief he carried with him, but Ning Xi did not take it.
She couldn't say that she disliked Gu Huaijing, but she really didn't want to communicate with him at this moment.
After all, she lost the child because of Gu Huaijing. As long as she thought of this, she couldn't let it go.
Seeing that Ning Xi was about to walk away, Gu Huaijing stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, using just enough force and speaking in an unusually gentle tone.
"Ning Xi, let's talk."