Chapter 17 The sixteenth person who can't turn off the light

One day, a few strong donors came to the temple. Jie Chen said, "They must not have devoted themselves to cultivating Buddhism, because they don't look like vegetarians." Jie Chi said: "That's not necessarily the case. Jie Yan is very fat, he is a vegetarian, and Master Zhiheng is also fat, he is also a vegetarian." After the benefactors left, Jie Ao got a shot put from somewhere and said that those benefactors dropped it.Jieao and Jiechen were throwing shot puts in the yard for fun. When a few seniors passed by, they were startled by the sudden shot put. Two young monks, Jie Chi and Jie Chen, were also joking around and wanted to throw a shot put. Unfortunately, the shot ball fell to the ground before being thrown one meter away, and almost hit his foot.

While playing, someone suddenly laughed out loud, and Master Zhiheng was standing behind at some point. Master Zhiheng said, "Let me try." He reached out to catch the shot put, and threw it out vigorously, and the shot put was thrown high.Before we could cheer, the shot had already flown up to the roof, and there was the sound of tiles breaking, and then with a bang, the shot punched a hole in the roof and fell into the house. Jie Anger and Jie Pride couldn't help laughing.Usually when we get into trouble, Master has to talk about it for a long time with a straight face, but now that he has caused trouble himself, I don't know how to explain it.

Master Zhiheng said to us with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I smashed a hole in the roof of your room." Jie Chen and Jie Ao looked at each other, turned their heads and saw that Master Zhiheng had disappeared. Jie Chen and Jie Ao rushed into the room and found that the shot had landed between the two beds.We grimaced at the hole in the roof.It's already afternoon, and I can only wait until the next morning to call in the town mason to repair it. Jie Ao suddenly laughed, he said: "Actually, this is not bad, today is the fifteenth day, and watching the moon from the hole at night is also a special flavor."

Jie Chen couldn't help clapping his hands in response. People will encounter many difficulties in their life, which is also a necessary process of growth, and it is even more commendable to be able to maintain a joyful heart in the face of adversity. Master Zhihui has always felt that Jie Ao is too impetuous, if he sees Jie Ao's performance today, he will be very happy, and maybe he will praise his cultivation for making great progress. At night, heavy rain came quietly. Jie Chen and Jie Ao were so exhausted that the big wooden basin they carried was quickly filled with water, Jie Chen and Jie Ao had no choice but to pile up all the moisture-prone things on the bed, and ran to Master Zhiyuan's room with the bedding in their arms to lay the floor .

Jie Chen couldn't fall asleep for a while, and suddenly remembered the female benefactor in torn trousers. Jie Chen couldn't help but asked Master Zhiyuan: "How did you convince that female benefactor who wore ripped trousers that day? I saw that she held her mother's hand tightly all afternoon and was unwilling to let go." Master Zhiyuan turned over, turned his head and said, "Go and turn off the light, and I will slowly tell you the story I told her that day." Jie An reached out to turn off the light, and in the darkness, Jie An heard Master Zhiyuan's chuckle.

Master said: "Don't you know about quitting anger? There are still people in this world who don't know how to turn off the lights." In the summer when Master Zhiyuan was sixteen, he received the admission letter from the university.Receiving a college admission letter in those days was different from now, it was a major event that shook the entire small mountain village.Master's father took the admission letter and took Master to run to relatives' houses one by one, showing the paper to everyone he met, telling them that receiving this letter meant that they would be admitted to the exam and have the opportunity to become an official in the future.The master followed him and wanted to tell him many times that you took the notice upside down, but the master did not correct it in the end.

The person holding it and the person reading it can't read, so what's the relationship between positive and negative? On the day Master went to college, his small luggage was full of things, including food and useful things.Master said: "How can these things be used?" But some people take them out, and others stuff them in. Master went to school in the city, and that was the first time Master traveled far.On the rugged path in the mountain village, Master's father followed behind, exhorting and explaining all the big and small things he could think of. Master said, "I'm not a child anymore, so I don't need to explain it so clearly."

How many people are unwilling to admit that they are children at the age of sixteen?How many people find themselves so naive at the age of sixty? Master is the youngest student in the class, probably because of the age difference, Master does not have many close friends. Three years passed in a flash. That summer, the master didn't come home, so he asked someone to bring a message home, saying that he wanted to stay in school and read books.After a few days, Master saw my father standing in the middle of the campus with two big bags, looking left and right. The master rushed downstairs and ran to his father.My father said, "I've never been to the city, so I wanted to see it."

Master led his father upstairs, and his father nervously inquired about Master's physical condition. The sudden absence of the master made his father suspect that something was wrong with him, so his father, who had never been out of the small mountain village, purposely ran to this strange city. Many rooms in the dormitory building were vacant. Master deliberately found a room with a good orientation for my father to live in, and put the small desk lamp he bought on the table in the room. The next morning, the light bulb shattered, and Master guessed it might have been accidentally broken by my father.Master didn't ask any further questions, and hurried to the commissary to buy a new one.

On the third morning, the light bulb shattered again.Master was afraid that his father would be embarrassed, so he still didn't ask, and went to the commissary again to buy a new one. On the morning of the fourth day, the light bulb broke again, and the master finally couldn't bear to ask his father why.My father said: "I saw that the lamp couldn't be blown out, so I smashed it with a wooden stick to save it from burning all night, and the lamp oil was gone." Master who had been in the city for three years had already forgotten that my father who lived in a small mountain village had always used kerosene lamps and had never used electric lights.

Maybe it was because the tight living expenses made Master feel pressured, so Master got angry at his father, "Why don't you come and ask me?" But how can the father and son have an overnight feud?Soon, it was as if it had never happened. On the day I sent my father away, the master kept stuffing things into my father's bag. Some people still took things out and others stuffed them in. Master stood in front of the coach and kept waving his hands.Suddenly, my father stuck his head out of the slowly moving car, and said loudly to Master: "It was too late in those few nights, you were already asleep, so I didn't ask you, and I forgot about it during the day." Master wanted to say sorry to his father, but the car had already driven away.What does it matter?There is still a lifetime of father and son to do, and there are still many opportunities to say that sentence. Later, Master went to jail. Later, Master, who had been in prison for nearly six years, was released. Six years is long enough to destroy a belief, but also enough to leave a lot of regrets. Master's father's grave is easy to identify, because only that one is left untended and overgrown with weeds. The wind and rain were so loud that no one noticed someone sobbing. The night was very dark, so dark that no one saw someone crying. I know you don't mind, but I still can't say that sentence to you personally.