was very young, there was a temple in the village. There were two tall ginkgo trees in the temple. It is said that the two ginkgo trees have a history of more than 200 years.
I learned from the elders that the last monk in this temple was from the village next to ours, and he returned to secular life after the founding of the People's Republic of China. Marry a wife and have children, and live a leisurely life. Then, the temple became vacant...
Then, a lonely old lady from our village moved in. The old lady had lost her husband early and had no children. She has always enshrined the Buddha statue Guanyin at home, and now that there is a temple, she is naturally very happy. The old lady’s surname is Yang, and she is kind-hearted. People in our village call her Lao Yang.
Lao Yang planted flowers and plants in the temple yard, as well as a small vegetable garden. When she had nothing to do, she meditated and worshiped the Buddha statues. In fact, Lao Yang was not illiterate, but she would mutter some words when praying to the Buddha. During the busy farming season, adults would send their children to the temple and ask Lao Yang to take care of them if they couldn't take care of them. Strangely enough, a group of us naughty children didn't do anything when Lao Yang knelt down to worship the Buddha statue. A person talks loudly. Our group of people were almost all children who had been looked after by Lao Yang.
Lao Yang also has a unique skill, which can treat pink eye . At that time, not many people paid attention to hygiene, so children often contracted eye diseases and had red eyes. At this time, adults brought their children to see Lao Yang. Lao Yang stood in the courtyard of the temple, looked at the child's eyelids with his hands, and then chanted silently for a while, then scooped a ladle of water from the big vat to rinse his mouth, opened the child's eyes and blew on them, and so on. After taking it, the child's pink eye basically disappeared the next day. If it is more serious, she will take out the colorful thread, use her skills to wrap the colorful thread around the egg, put the egg on the bottom of the pot and cook it for the child to eat. In this way, the child's pink eye will disappear the next day. It will be fine.
One day later, we suddenly discovered that Lao Yang was not very happy. No matter how busy the adults are, they no longer send their children to the temple, and people no longer seem to greet Lao Yang as lively as before. Lao Yang also slowly returned to his old house.
Only when I grew up did I know that a bachelor in the village who was not very intelligent entered Lao Yang's temple one night! In the following days, that rush to person would go there every once in a while, and sometimes he even stayed there for several days without leaving! The most outrageous thing is that sometimes he would call in the old bachelor from the next village who was attending a wedding... I don't know how many horrific incidents happened in that era when legal awareness was weak...
A certain time after I started working Once when I returned to my hometown, I saw Lao Yang breaking corn in the field by the roadside, so I stopped to say hello to Lao Yang. Lao Yang was indeed very old. She looked at me repeatedly. It took a long time before she realized: Oh, this is not old. Is he the son of the Zhang family? Oh, he has grown so big now. He is taller and fatter than before. He is fatter. Go home and see your dad. Your dad is a good man. A good man. Good people have good things. My son...
I went back to my hometown for the New Year last year and heard that Lao Yang passed away. I mentioned this matter when I was having dinner with Fa Xiaogangzi. Gangzi laughed and said: Hey, that old mother who has been with many happy people...
Lao Yang, she used to be the most sacred and benevolent existence in our hearts when we were young!
I suddenly felt chills all over my body. I knew that the 33-year friendship between Gangzi and I had come to an end...
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