(1)
Aunt Zhao gave birth to six children, four boys and two girls. Aunt Zhao lived a happy first half of her life. The children were obedient and her husband also loved her. After the land was distributed to the household, every household was busy, and she was never seen in Aunt Zhao’s house.
Aunt Zhao looked very beautiful when she was young, with a slim figure, big eyes, high nose, small mouth, and long black and slightly curly hair, which is especially rare. It is curly .
In my memory, she was so professional when she saw that she played small cards with her grandmothers. Small cards like
are entertainment items for old ladies in rural areas. They have no big wins and losses.
The people who play small cards in the village are all grandmas in their fifties and sixties, and only Aunt Zhao is the youngest and in her thirties. It can be seen how much her husband spoils her.
Strangely, Aunt Zhao, who had a smooth life in the first half of her life, began to reverse her life in the second half. No one could explain the successive experiences of her family. In short, it was very mysterious.
(2)
In my hometown, watermelons are abundant. In summer, watermelons are planted all over the ground. At first glance, it is green and green, like a prairie.
Watermelon harvest season, local prices cannot be sold at a good price, so many people hire tractors to carry them to surrounding cities. At that time, there were only tractors in rural areas.
Aunt Zhao's second son is a young man. He is fair and handsome, not tall. He looks like a girl.
He was married at that time and had a son three or four years old. He also began to be moved when he saw others selling watermelons to make a fortune.
He hired a tractor and bought a full truck of watermelons, and went to Suzhou city to sell it.
Generally, melon farmers, if the tractor is full of watermelons, they will climb up to the top of the watermelon and sit or lie down, which is relatively safe.
Aunt Zhao's second son is not like a human being. He is used to standing on the edge of the back of the tractor and holding the railings with his hands. He thinks it is very cool.
Where can you not get your shoes wet when you walk by the river? Finally one day, the villagers started to stir up and said that Aunt Zhao's second son was hit by a car.
The accident site is not far from the village, and everyone goes to watch the fun.
At that time, Aunt Zhao's second son was not dead yet, and a truck of watermelons was smashed, and the blood-red flesh was everywhere. Aunt Zhao's second son was swimming in the flesh of watermelons, constantly asking people to save him and save him.
The flesh on his butt was scraped away by a car that was passing by. This is how he ended up standing on the edge of the tractor.
When the ambulance arrives, he is already in pain to death.
(3)
Aunt Zhao doesn't like this second son very much. She always scolds him for being ignorant and is a rebellious son. So, after a few days of grief, she started playing small cards again.
The evil thing is that not long after, something happened to her third son again.
The third son has just graduated from high school and is not married. One day, he went to work in the field and started to fall asleep when he came back. He didn't eat or drink, or he just talked nonsense, and no one could hear what he was saying clearly?
Now Aunt Zhao is so anxious. This third son has a good personality and is kind and righteous. Among so many children, she loves him the most.
Murakami people all said that her son was infected and had to ask the Bodhisattva to see him.
So, Aunt Zhao embarked on the long journey of praying to God and worshiping Buddha, and happened to be a companion with my grandma.
Grandma believed in Buddhism all her life, and her family was full of incense and smoke all year round. She went to temples to kowtow to burn incense and make wishes. She was a senior believer, at the level of fairy milk, dominating the country.
Grandma took Aunt Zhao and looked for Aunt Zhao's fairy milk all over the world, and asked them to treat Aunt Zhao's son.
Her son was lying in a drowsy bed, with a group of fairy milk surrounding him for various magic spells, exorcising ghosts and exorcising demons, and putting talismans on medicine. Finally, Aunt Zhao's son was killed.
Interestingly, these fairy milks said that Aunt Zhao's second son was taken to be a fairy child by a Bodhisattva, and went to heaven to be a god, not death.
Aunt Zhao deeply agrees with it, and I don’t know if it was brainwashed.Aunt Zhao has become a believer. From then on, the family is full of incense, eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha’s name, never stopping.
(4)
Since I believed in Buddhism, it’s not to mention that Aunt Zhao’s family has been peaceful for more than ten years. During this period, my grandmother passed away, and Aunt Zhao took the position of grandmother and became the overlord of the Buddhist community in my village.
Aunt Zhao's youngest son got married, gave birth to a son and a daughter, and his youngest daughter-in-law was virtuous and filial, and his life was developing in a good direction.
Lost two sons, Aunt Zhao's heartbreak finally healed, she devoted herself to the cause of Buddhism, and even more devoutly asked the Bodhisattva to bless her family with peace and prosperity from now on.
However, something happened, and the disaster that should come is hard to stop.
My youngest son, who is only in his thirties, always shouts that is stomachache and is uncomfortable. He went to the hospital for a check-up and found that he had advanced liver cancer!
This is really a bolt from the blue. My youngest son doesn’t smoke or drink, and has good living habits. How can he get liver cancer ?
Aunt Zhao personally went to treat her son, chanting scriptures, praying and practicing magic every day and night, but it didn't work. The youngest son howled desperately in pain in the bed.
There is no way, so he dragged his youngest son to the hospital. Liver cancer, the king of cancer, where can I see it well?
Aunt Zhao's youngest son was in pain in the hospital. When he died, the tall and big man was still 70 kilograms thin, and he was directly a skeleton.
(5)
One after another, he finally knocked down Aunt Zhao, and his faith collapsed in an instant. When he got home, he broke the incense burner and the statue of the Bodhisattva, and from then on, he was inseparable from the Buddha.
Two years later, Aunt Zhao's husband passed away, and her two daughters got married early, and it is said that life was difficult.
In the old house, Aunt Zhao was left alone. Her long black and shiny braids were already covered in snow after suffering so many blows.
Someone may ask, doesn’t she have an older son?
I heard from the adult that her eldest son was adopted by Aunt Zhao’s husband’s brother when she was three years old, and this brother was far away in Urumqi and had never seen them come back.
This is Aunt Zhao’s most life. In the first half of her life, Aunt Zhao was the happiest little wife in the village, and in the second half of her life, she was the most miserable aunt in the village.
No one can say that, why did this unfortunate thing fall alone in her house? All three sons went there early. What was the purpose of this?
Perhaps only God can know this mysterious fate.
