Faithful to Buddha, Faithful to You

Chapter 58: Flawless Is True

Rosh stayed in the temple that night and didn't come back, and Fursati called Xiaoxuan to accompany me. The next afternoon, at the afternoon, Fursati came and told me that Rosh had been reading the Sacred Book with the monks all night. Lu Codified woke up on time and saw that Rosh was actually a little scared. Lu Guangdao was so disgraced that he didn't want to stay any longer and ordered to leave for Wang Cheng in the early morning. The couple miss their children too and will go back tomorrow with Bai Zhen.

They sat until Rosh came back from the temple and didn't hesitate to say goodbye until after dinner. We should be reassured that Lu Guangdong, when he walked away, should have found that he had exhausted all methods and still could not overwhelm Rosh. Even though Lu Guangxin is faint, he is still a man. Since he promises in front of so many people, he will keep his promises and stop making it difficult for us.

Me and Rosh both shouted and finally calmed down. Lu Guangguang will not leave Turtles until next year, i.e. March 385 AD. He'll definitely take Rosh with him, but at least we can have four months of peace. I told Rosh that night that he had been holding me in his arms and was silent until he said, "It was Rosh's mission to go to China, and I'm not going to run away. Just, will you stay with me? ”

“I'll be with you till death.” I looked into the pure eyes that have obsessed me since I was thirteen and told him with the most certainty, "I will protect you, stand behind you and accomplish your mission. ”

With a bright smile, he lined his whole person up like a god, suddenly remembered something, his smile faded, and looked at me positively: "Ai Qing, don't mention your true identity to anyone but Rosh, and don't tell anyone about their future. Also, don't use your future skills in front of anyone unless you have to.” He shifted his eyes out the window, his thoughts slipped and his brows frowned on a faint sad cloud cage, "I'm afraid, you can predict the future, more interested in the troubled heroes than the fairy identity...”

In his heart, he now speaks like my boss. But the boss started out not to change history, and he was totally worried about my safety. I used to think of myself as a tourist, but it's a big deal to go back to modern times. But to truly survive in this tragic era of chaos, an inadvertent risk of evil can come out of the mouth. Now that I'm not alone, I can't walk away. I can't get him involved.

Solemnly swear to him, "Don't worry, I'll just be your wife. Be sure to look at your nose and nose, behave with caution, be discreet and never leak secrets. ”

He burst out laughing and the elegant handsome dyed the house brilliantly. Haven't seen him smile so open in a long time. He made a fool of himself and looked at him with his mouth open. He scratched my nose and asked softly, "Is it just my wife? ”

“Hmm?” I swallowed and stared inexplicably.

His face drifted over the familiar red spot, circling me from behind, his head resting on his shoulder, his slender palms gently resting on my flat belly: “Don't you...” He paused, breathing a little heavily, the slightest sound coming into his ear, "Don't you want to be a mother? ”

I'm stunned. Mother, child? Me and his kids?

Turning to face him, his clean and refreshing face was red and dizzy, but he looked at me steadily and hung a slight smile in the corner of his mouth.

“You...” a little uncertain, "Do you really want a child? ”

“Rosh had never dared to think that there would be children in the world connected to his own blood.” The redness on your face won't fade for long, but it's a positive look, "and after being with you, you want to have a child. If you can, have a girl, look like you. Rosh must have loved this child with all his heart. ”

"Aren't you afraid of the sickness of the world? ”

“What's wrong with marrying a broken ring? You know, to the world and to the future, Rosh doesn't give a shit.” Calm down, add a little chill between pause thoughts, "I just want a child with you. In the future, if one day you have to go back and keep a child, you can also let me...”

“I'm not leaving!” Covering his mouth, he said viciously, "Don't forget, we've been cornered for a hundred years. You want to get rid of me, dream! ”

The fiery eyes looked back at me and my eyebrows widened and my covered lips gently pecked my palms. A glimmer of crisp passed to my spine, and I was still slightly wary. He picked me up again and now he loves to hug me to my bed. He suddenly pulled away when his ears were grinding, wrapped, and his soul was swinging at its most extreme moment. He'd never done that before, and he couldn't help but gasp and ask, "What's wrong? ”

He was still gasping, resting, sweeping away my sweaty hair and gently saying, "I can't get pregnant yet. It will take six months to reach the aunt to leave next March. If you're pregnant, how can you eat such a bump?” He held me in his arms and kissed me on the forehead, "to the aunt, everything settled down. Our home, Tintin. ”

I buried my head in his arms and listened to his powerful heartbeat, and I smiled shyly, but deep down I felt uneasy. We've never had contraception, and he reminded me of it today. Ancient traffic, six months of long journeys, is never as comfortable as modern times, in which case I can't get pregnant without auntie. But it's not that that worries me the most, it's... can I have it? This body, several times in and out of the crossing machine, I don't know if those rays will destroy my fertility. Even if I do, can I make it? I'm not afraid of ancient primitive birth techniques, but I, I can't get hurt. Birth, is that an injury?

I tried to tell him a few times, but saw him smiling and looking forward to the future, holding on to it. What would he feel uncomfortable feeling if he knew the real cost of my journey? Our happiness is so difficult that I cannot destroy it. I glanced outdoors and my backpack was lying in the grocery room right now, crossing the watch and radiation jacket inside. I tried to throw away this radiation source a few times, but always remembered the boss's words. Still hesitant, it is not possible to truly break the link with the twenty-first century. I can only keep my bags as far away as I can, hopefully I won't need them for the rest of my life.

“What are you thinking? How stupid is that?” He lay beside me, playing with my hair and drowning in his eyes.

“There is another method of contraception.” I went back to God and explained to him the concepts of ovulation and safety, and he listened with the utmost seriousness, asking in detail my modern physiological knowledge, and from time to time admiring the wisdom of a thousand years later. Funny enough, he has increasingly accepted the fact that his wife is a future person.

Such a happy little day makes us forget all our troubles for a moment. My cooking has grown a lot and he always likes to take my lunches to the temple. After learning to cook in ancient times, I have to learn how to do laundry in ancient ways. There is no washing machine soap powder, only squeezed soap corners, washboard and washing stick. For the first time, I went to the copper mill to wash clothes by the river with my sister-in-law Adori, because I didn't use that stick hammer, and I almost smashed my clothes with a martial arts loose position, causing other women by the river to laugh.

When I came home from washing my clothes, the people I met on the street were still giving me three feet of shelter. Tell yourself, it's okay, don't mind what people think. Brace your chest and tuck your head in. A woman suddenly stopped me and scared me. But she handed me a vegetable heart and hesitated to say, "Princess, this was just picked. The magician prayed for the blessing of my child to heal his illness, and it was the magician's Bodhisattva heart that saved him. Poor family, nothing else, princess. May the princess and the magician be at peace and auspicious. ”

I grabbed the heart of the dish, and the green leaves dripped with water beads. This was the first time I had received a blessing other than a family member, and I couldn't say anything but thank you. When I got back, I stared at the dish for a long time until Rosh came back. Happily told him where the dish came from, he was just smiling and caught in contemplation.

The next day he actually came back earlier than usual. I was learning how to cook in the kitchen, and he asked me to wash off all the white powder on my face and change into clean clothes without telling me what to do. When I came out dressed as he had asked, he took my hand and walked down the street.

I was shocked that I had never walked with him so openly, or held hands. He tried to pull his hand back, but he shook it tighter. He smiled at me, and the smile was like a spring breeze, warm and moving in his heart. Stick your chest up and smile back at him. Walk with him into the streets of Subash.

When I saw our people, I was really surprised. Instead, he greeted people with humility and humility, but with great decency. After hosting the Bird Leaving the Temple for so many years, he seemed to know all the residents of the place and took my family for a walk, as if it were just a chat after a normal couple dinner. From initial embarrassment to later moderation, more and more people started talking to us and calling me "Princess”. Many monks were also encountered on the road, and while walking, they looked at me in amazement, they still saluted Rosh. Rosh greeted me as usual and insisted that every monk call me "Mother.” It was already dark when I walked back, and I had something in my hand with him. All kinds of dishes, fruits and daily necessities are given by the masses, so there is no excuse.

Ever since then, I've gone out without white eyes, and I've had people knock on doors, deliver things, and talk to me all the time. I'm not used to the curious way they are, but I'm happy to be accepted by the people.

He was reading under the oil lamp, and I sat beside him with a needle thread. Place a sketch paper on the ground and let him take off his shoes and step on it, showcasing his foot with a pencil. The last few days I've been learning to make cloth shoes from my aunt, the sole of my shoes, and my pencil sketch book finally has another purpose. There was a shirt in the bowl of the needle, and a small hole in the elbow was polished, and he wouldn't let it go. I sat quietly next to him after I had finished painting my shoes and cut a tiny patch of the same color cloth.

“Hiss!” he stabbed, dropping the book and looking at my fingers. Then, as I thought, he put my finger in his mouth and sucked it. Ha ha, all I want is this long-awaited warmth.

“Why do you do these things?” He looked up and saw me smiling silly, a little angry. “Why don't you let Auntie do it? ”

I lifted my eyebrows naughtily at him and didn't dare tell him that I wanted to experience it myself. The scene that is often illustrated in ancient television dramas is that the schoolboy's husband sits and reads a book, while the skilful wife does needlework. The wife was then stabbed with a needle and the husband was heartbroken with his wife's fingers. Oh, every time I see such a warm scene, I get emotional for a while. In the 21st century, men and women were in such a hurry. Modern couples, even at home, watch football and go online. It's already hard to find the warmth of a smile when you “cut the western candles together".

This state of mind, I don't know how to explain it to him, but I smiled and looked around and said, “What book are you reading? ”

Asked casually, he actually floated a red spot. Curious, pick up his book. He was hunting extensively, watching almost everything, fast and unforgettable. He's reading a Chinese medical book, and I know he understands some medicine, and sometimes he visits people. But why blush? Doubtlessly turned the one he was looking at, and the word "water" jumped into his eyes, and my face turned red.

While he was under house arrest, he saw me painfully lying on my back, but scared him and gave me a pulse diagnosis. I blushed and explained to him what the menstrual cramps were, which I would have done for hours on my first day. And he was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put it, he kept asking me, "Does it still hurt?" The second time he knew it was after we were married. He accumulated a bit of experience and was extremely gentle in those days, helping me rub my stomach and warming my stomach with his hands. I didn't expect him to see a medical book on how to treat menstruation now, the warmth flowed by, and he couldn't stop laughing at his blushing face.

“It's going to hurt again in three days.” Seeing me laugh, he's a little upset, "Tomorrow I'll send Giodoro to get the medicine. You insist, it should be good. ”

Stunning: “How do you know the time? ”

“I'm your husband's son-in-law, naturally.” He knocked me in the forehead, his face was still red, "only you silly brained woman, don't even remember this. ”

I spit on my tongue. Honestly, I never really remember my period. I'm always confused because it takes 28 days to cycle, which is not the same number of solar calendar months we use. Anyway, I feel like I'm fast enough to carry a sanitary napkin. When it came through, my big bag filled for two years and took up a lot of space. "You have a much stronger memory than I do, just help me remember. ”

“You...”

I held his waist tight, buried my head in his chest, and took a sip of his smell: “Loved people deserve laziness. ”

He laughed and pulled me up and sat on him. With his hands around his neck, his head rested on his shoulder and he read with him quietly. He's my comfortable stool, forever.

The old song sings, "Been questioning in the dark and dark repeatedly, only to know that plain and faint is true”. Beautiful love will eventually come to an end. But the wet foam in the plain life, the warmth of the drip with him, made me feel like a sweetheart.

So windless into the winter of 384 AD. His work was fruitful: most of the fleeing monks had returned and everything in the temple had returned to normal. The tragedy of war made the people more faithful to the Buddha, and every day he was happily busy. And I, too, have acquired more ancient survival skills. Will cook, wash, sew, nano sole, make sauce. I followed my aunt down the street every day to buy groceries, and I was short with my neighbor's parents, getting more and more integrated into the life of 1650 years ago.

Of course Lu Guang will think of us sooner or later. So, when Turtles first snowed, I saw soldiers standing outside the door, and I laughed a little bitterly, and the time was up early.