Wishing You Eternal Happiness Chapter 189: ：Blood beeswax beads
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"Just like her mother, she is used to saving face, but she doesn't know that a person can't just be superficial." After saying that, Mrs. Yu glanced out the window again and sneered: "You still know how to dress well. He is so simple, but if he wears gold and silver, he will really make people laugh."
Shaking her head, she put down the curtain and turned her head to look at her granddaughter. Seeing her happily eating the honeyed fruit, she couldn't help but laugh.
Yu Youyao swallowed a mouthful of honeyed fruit, took a sip of tea, and then said: "The porridge shed is managed by the mother, so it is naturally more appropriate. It also lets everyone outside know that the Yu family attaches great importance to the porridge shed and is really kind. Instead of just showing off, my sister is young and doesn’t know much about things. She goes through things with her mother to open her eyes. Anyway, there are elders following her, so it’s not beyond the rules of etiquette.”
Hearing this, Mrs. Yu hugged her granddaughter and said, "You are such a naive person that you can only think of the best in people's affairs."
The grandfather and grandson chatted all the way until they arrived at Baoning Temple!
Today is the Buddha Festival, and there are many people offering incense at Baoning Temple.
Yu Youyao followed her grandmother step by step. She first went to the side room to make arrangements, had some refreshments, and then went to the palace.
Yu Youyao knelt on the yellow futon, silently recited a piece of the Diamond Sutra, prayed for her cousin, and then worshiped the Buddha and burned incense.
Old Madam Yu added money for sesame oil and offered the copied Buddhist scriptures to the Zen room.
At this time, a gray-robed monk came over holding a wooden box: "Amitabha, this thing has perfect merits and virtues and is very good!"
Old Madam Yu took the wooden box and said, "Thank you, Master."
After the old monk left, Yu Youyao looked at the wooden box curiously. It was made of the most ordinary Bodhi wood and had no extra decorations on it.
But Mrs. Yu held it solemnly, caressed the box, and even her voice was complicated: "Ten years ago today, I personally handed this box to a master in the temple and asked him to enshrine it. In front of the Buddha, I chant sutras day and night, and receive incense and baptism day and night."
She sighed slightly and opened the box.
Suddenly, Yu You’s beautiful eyes were overflowing with precious light, and it was so bright that he took a closer look. There was a blood beeswax Buddhist bead lying in the box. The red beeswax was “like honey in color and light like wax.” The brilliance of the light is extremely magnificent.
Beeswax is rare and valuable, and blood beeswax is even more rare. Even though Yu Youyao is used to seeing good things, she can't move her eyes away.
"At that time, when your mother was pregnant with you, Po Wen said that you would not be pregnant until you passed the fourth month. April is the month of worshiping the Buddha. I felt that you were destined to the Buddha, so I ordered people to do this. Buddha beads."
When mentioning the past events, Mrs. Yu also looked sad. As she spoke, she picked up the blood beeswax beads. As soon as she picked up the beads lying in the box, light and shadow flowed, and the honey shined brightly.
"It's so beautiful." Yu Youyao looked carefully, but there was a fat sheen on the outside and a fine and precious light on the inside. It was truly pure, natural, smooth, even, and integrated.
Unconsciously, she became a little crazy.
"The older generation said that a thousand-year amber is a thousand-year-old beeswax. This beeswax lasts for a long time and is spiritual. Wearing it on your body can keep you safe." Mrs. Yu held her granddaughter's hand and held the precious gem in her hand. Thousands of blood beeswax beads with smooth light and shadow circle around the granddaughter's thin wrist.
The texture of beeswax is smooth and warm. When worn on the wrist, it feels like it is ironing without any foreign body feeling. Yu Youyao also smells the vague fragrance of honey and fat. Although the natural fragrance is light, it is lingering. In the breath, lingering in the chest, lingering in every detail, it seems that even the mind is happy.
Beeswax is the crystallization of spirits that has condensed over time. This fragrance is also a fragrance naturally brewed by heaven and earth, accumulated over time.
Old Madam Yu looked at the beads, polished to the size of a mung bean, uniform in size, and a string of beads wrapped around her wrist four times, but they did not look cumbersome. On the contrary, it made her look flawless.
When Xie was just entering her first year, she had nothing to earn. After she became pregnant, she was overjoyed regardless of whether the baby was a boy or a girl, and she was the firstborn, so she paid more attention to it.
This is probably what Buddhists often say about fate.
"Grandma..." Yu Youyao's nose was sore and her eyes were a little astringent. She looked at the blood beeswax beads on her wrist. A whole string of beads, even if she didn't count them, she could tell that there were one hundred and eight beads.
One hundred and eight beads represent one hundred and eight kinds of karma, one hundred and eight kinds of dharma, one hundred and eight kinds of Buddha conditions, one hundred and eight kinds of Brahma Zen, and destroy one hundred and eight kinds of troubles.
Old Madam Yu patted her: "I originally planned to keep this Buddhist beads in the temple for enshrinement. When you reach the age of hairpin, who would have known that the eminent monk enshrined in Baoning Temple in the first few days suddenly asked someone to give it away I believe that this string of Buddhist beads has completed its merits and has been consecrated by Master Huineng himself. It will be useless to continue to worship it."
Master Huineng has profound Buddhist teachings. During her last trip to Baoning Temple, Yaoyao was fortunate enough to receive the Buddha's words from Master Huineng.
Now Master Huineng specially consecrated the blood beeswax Buddha beads. Even Mrs. Yu was shocked and said with a smile: "Yaoyao really has a deep connection with Buddha."
Yu Youyao suddenly thought of the old monk she met in the Zen room last time she came to Baoning Temple. At that time, the old monk glanced at her forehead and recited a section of the Medicine Master Sutra before leaving.
"It's so beautiful when you wear it." Old Madam Yu was happy to see it. She heard from the older generation that there is no red in the world that can be as pure as blood beeswax.
Yu Youyao threw herself into her grandmother's arms and called out with a choked voice: "Grandma!"
Blood beeswax has ten kinds of blessings, and the metaphor is perfect.
It means blessings of blessings, wealth, longevity, health, tranquility, kindness, loyalty, courage, harmony, perfection, and full peace. This is what my grandmother has always cherished for her since she was a child.
Mrs. Yu hugged her
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The granddaughter~IndoMTL.com~ also expressed emotion: "In the blink of an eye, in ten years, Yaoyao has grown into a big girl. In a few days, it will be her tenth birthday. This string of blood beeswax beads will Think of it as an early birthday gift from your grandmother. When the time comes, don’t ask me for any more gifts, or they’ll be gone.”
Yu Youyao said in a dull voice: "Grandma is also very stingy. Birthday gifts are meaningful only if they are given on the day of the birthday. If they are given in advance, they cannot be counted."
When Mrs. Yu heard this, she glared at her: "You little heartless child, please quickly take off the blood beeswax beads. I will take them back and save them for your birthday."
Yu Youyao hurriedly hid it behind her back and smacked her lips: "It's impossible for grandma to be like this. How can I have to take back a gift that I gave out? I won't take it off. If it's on my wrist, it's mine."
Old Madam Yu glanced at her: "You are the one who is the best."
Yu Youyao happily threw herself into her grandmother's arms: "I was raised by my grandmother."
Mrs. Yu almost laughed angrily, caressing her granddaughter's back, but said helplessly: "You girl..."
Dear, this chapter is finished, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^