Faithful to Buddha, Faithful to You

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That night, Roche stayed in the temple and did not come back. Vishati called Xiao Xuan to accompany me. In the afternoon of the next day, Vishati came and told me that Roche took the monk to read the Sutra all night. Lu Zuo woke up on time and saw that Roche was a little scared. Lu Guangda was so disrespectful that he did not want to stay any longer, and ordered to leave for Wangcheng tomorrow morning. The couple also missed the child and will go back tomorrow with Bai Zhen.

They sat until Roche came back from the temple, and after dinner they reluctantly said goodbye to us. Vishati wanted us to be relieved when he left. After this battle, Lu Guang should find that he had exhausted all the methods but still could not overwhelm Roche. Although Lu Guang was utterly ignorant, he was still a man. Since he promised in front of so many people, he would keep his promise and no longer embarrass us.

Both Rosh and I sighed, and finally we were calm. Lu Guang will not leave Guizi until next year, in March 385 AD. He will definitely take Roche by then, but at least we can have a peaceful life for four months. That night I told Rosh that he kept holding me in his arms and said for a long while after silence: "Going to Zhongyuan was originally Rosh's mission. I will not escape. Just, will you stay with me?"

"I will stay with you until I die." I looked at the pure eyes that obsessed me since he was thirteen, and told him with the most certain voice, "I will protect you and stand behind you to achieve you, Help you accomplish your mission."

A bright smile set his whole person as handsome as a god. Suddenly I remembered something. The smile faded and looked at me directly: "Ai Qing, don't mention your true identity to anyone except Rosh, don't tell any People their future. And, unless you have to make a last resort, don’t use your future skills in front of anyone.” He turned his eyes to the window, his thoughts flickering, and his faint sadness clouded his brows, “I’m afraid, you can predict the future, More interesting than the fairy status to those who are in troubled times..."

A sigh in his heart, his tone now resembles my boss. But the boss never started to change history, but he was completely worried about my safety. I didn't care before, and treated myself as a tourist, but it didn't make a big difference back to modernization anyway. However, if you really want to survive in this chaotic and tragic era, if you are not careful, you may be able to speak out. Now that I am no longer alone, I can't go away anymore, I can't hurt him.

A military salute to him, solemnly swear: "You can rest assured, I only want to be your wife. Be sure to watch your nose, watch your nose, be careful, be low-key, and never leak."

He burst into laughter, and the elegant and handsome manners filled the house with brilliance. It's been a long time since I saw him with such a happy smile, and he was guilty of nympho, and he just looked at him with open mouth. He scraped my nose and asked softly, "Is it just a wife?"

"Huh?" I swallowed and glared puzzled.

A familiar blush floated across his face, encircling me from behind, resting his head on his shoulders, and his long palms gently covered my flat belly: "Don't..." He paused, breathing a little, and a slight voice Into the ear, "Don't you want to be a mother?"

I froze. mother? child? Me and his children?

Turned to face him, his face was clean and refreshed with blush, but he looked at me fixedly, with a shy but expectant smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You..." Somewhat uncertain, he asked with a whisper, "Do you really want a child?"

"Rosh never dared to think that there will be children connected to his bloodstream in this world." The blush on his face did not fade for a long time, but he had a positive look. "After being with you, I really want to have a child. If you can , Give birth to a girl, looks like you. Roche must love this child with all his heart."

A burst of acid washed his nose: "Aren't you afraid of being criticized by the world?"

"Breaking the marriage, which is not a criticism? You know, to the world, and how future generations will comment, Roche doesn't care at all." The calm expression, adding a little sadness between pauses and thoughts, "I only want me and me Your child, in the future, if you have to go back one day and leave a child, you can let me..."

"I won't go!" Covered his mouth, said fiercely, "Don't forget, we've been knotted for a hundred years. You want to get rid of me and dream!"

The fiery eyes looked back at me, his eyebrows spread out, and his covered lips gently kissed my palm. A burst of crispness passed to the spine, and I actually shuddered slightly. He was picked up by him again and he likes to hug me to bed now. The ears grinded, lingering, and at the most extreme moment, he suddenly pulled away. He had never done this before, and he couldn't help but gasp and asked, "What's wrong?"

He was still breathing heavily, taking a break, and swept away my sweaty hair, and said softly: "I can't get pregnant yet. I will leave in March next year, and it will take half a year to get to Gu Zang. If you are pregnant, "How can I get rid of such bumps?" He reached out and put me in his arms, and kissed my forehead. "When we arrive at Gu Zang, everything is settled down. Our home is ready to be added."

I bowed into his arms and listened to his powerful heartbeat. I laughed a little shyly, but deep in my heart was uneasy. We have never avoided pregnancy, but what he said today reminded me. In ancient times, half a year of long-distance travel was never as comfortable as in modern times. In such a situation, I would not be able to get pregnant until I arrived. But my biggest worry is not this, but-can I get pregnant?

This body, in and out of the crossing machine several times, I don't know if those rays will destroy my fertility. Even if I can get pregnant, can I produce smoothly? I'm not afraid of the primitive birth delivery technology in ancient times, but I, I can't be seriously injured. Childbirth, is it seriously injured?

I tried to tell him a few times, but I saw him smiling at the corner of his mouth, looking forward to the future, and held back. If he knew the true cost of my crossing, how would he feel guilty? Our happiness is so hard-won that I cannot destroy it. My eyes glanced out of the house, my backpack was lying in the utility room at the moment, with the crossing table and anti-radiation clothes inside. I tried to throw away this radiation source several times, but always thought of the boss. Hesitating, he still can't really break the bond with the 21st century. I can only put the bags as far as possible, I hope, I will not use them in my life.

"What are you thinking? How stupid?" He lay beside me, playing with my hair, and spoiling his eyes.

"There is another way to contraception." I recovered and explained to him the concepts of ovulation and safe periods. He listened very carefully and asked me detailed knowledge of modern physiology. From time to time I admired the wisdom of thousands of years. He couldn't help laughing, he has increasingly accepted the fact that his wife is a future man.

Such a happy little day makes us forget all our troubles for the time being. My cooking skills have grown a lot, he always likes to take my bento to eat in the temple. After learning to cook in ancient times, I also have to learn how to do laundry in ancient ways. There is no washing machine soap powder softener, only squeezed soap corners, washboards and laundry sticks. For the first time, I followed A Duoli's sister-in-law to go to the copper factory to wash clothes, because I wouldn't use that mallet and Wu Song's tiger pose to almost smash the clothes, causing other women by the river to laugh.

When I came home after washing my clothes, the people I met on the street still avoided me three feet. Tell yourself, it doesn't matter, don't mind what other people think. Straighten your stomach and keep your head upright.

A woman suddenly stepped forward to stop me and startled me. I saw her handing me a dish of heart, and hesitantly said: "Princess, this is just picked. The Master prayed for the treatment of my children, the Master's Bodhisattva saved him. The family is poor, nothing else, Don't dislike the princess. May the princess and the mage be safe and auspicious."

I took the heart of the cabbage heartily, with drops of water on the oily green leaves. This is the first time I have received a blessing other than my family. I can't say anything except thanks. After going back, I stared at the cabbage heart for a long time until Rosh came back. Happy to tell him the origin of the dish, he just smiled and fell into contemplation.

The next day he came back earlier than usual. I was learning to make naan in the kitchen. He asked me to wash away the white powder from my hands and face and change into clean clothes, but he didn't say what to do. When I inexplicably changed clothes according to his request, he took my hand and walked down the street.

Shocked, I never walked with him so blatantly, or held hands together. He wanted to draw his hand back, but he held it tighter. He smiled at me, the smile was like a spring breeze, and the warmth moved in his heart. Straighten his chest and smiled back at him. With him, walk into the streets of Subash.

The people who saw us really showed a surprised expression. He greeted people as always, humble and polite, but extraordinary. After so many years in charge of the Queli Temple, he and all the residents here seem to know each other, and take my family to the door, as if it was just a casual couple walking after dinner. From the initial embarrassment to the ease of later acceptance, more and more people began to talk to us and called me "Princess". There were also many monks on the road. Although they stared at me in surprise when they passed by, they still bowed their salutes to Rosh. Rosh looks back as usual, insisting that every monk call me "Master."

It was dark when I walked back, and he and I were holding things full of arms. All kinds of dishes, fruits, daily necessities are given by the residents of Subash, and it is useless to refute.

Since then, I no longer suffer from blindfold when I go out, and people often come to the door every day, give things away, and talk to me everyday. Although I am not used to their curiosity, I am very happy to be accepted by the public.

He was reading under an oil lamp, and I sat next to him with a needlework bowl. Put a piece of sketch paper on the ground, let him take off his shoes and step on it, and outline his foot with a pencil. These days I'm learning to make shoes with my aunt and accepting soles. My pencil sketchbook finally has another purpose. There is a single shirt in the needlework bowl, and a small hole in the elbow is worn out. After drawing the shoes, I sat quietly beside him and cut a small piece of cloth of the same color to patch it.

"His!" If the sting really happened, he dropped the book and looked at my finger. Then, as I thought, he put my finger in his mouth to suck. Haha, what I want is this long-awaited warmth.

"Why do you need to do these jobs?" He raised his eyes and saw a smirk, a little angry. "Why not let Auntie do it?"

I raised my eyebrows naughtily at him, and dared not tell him that I actually wanted to experience it myself. The scenes often played in costume TV dramas are where the husband of the scholar sits and reads, and the wife of Xianshu does needlework. Then the wife was stabbed by the needle, and the husband held his wife's finger in heartache. Ha ha, every time I see such a warm scene, I will feel emotion for a while. In the 21st century, men and women are too rushed. Even if modern couples are at home at the same time, they are watching football and surfing the Internet. It is hard to find the warmth of the "co-cutting of the western window candle" and smiling at each other.

Such a state of mind, but I do not know how to explain it to him, had to smirk Gu Zhuo said it: "What book are you reading?"

Randomly asked, actually made him blush. Curiosity was overwhelming and he picked up his book. He dabbled widely, looked at almost everything, and quickly remembered. He is reading a Chinese medical book. I know he knows some medicine and sometimes he sees people. But why blush? Opening the page he was looking at suspiciously, the word "Kwai Shui" jumped into my eyes, and my face suddenly turned red.

When he was under house arrest with him, he saw me thumping on his stomach, but scared him and quickly diagnosed me. I blushed and explained to him what dysmenorrhea was, and I suffered from it for hours on the first day. He was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put it, and kept asking me "Is it still hurting?" The second time he knew it was after we got married. He had accumulated some experience, and in the past few days he was extremely gentle, helping me rub my belly and warm my lower abdomen with his hands. Unexpectedly, he actually looked at the medical book on how to treat dysmenorrhea, and the warm current rushed over, looking at his blushing face, he couldn't help laughing.

"It's going to hurt again in three days." Seeing me laughing, he was a little annoyed. "Tomorrow I asked Giodoro to get the medicine. You insist on drinking, it should be good."

Suddenly: "How do you know the time?"

"I am your husband-in-law, and naturally remember." He tapped my forehead, his face was still red. "Only you stupid woman, don't even remember this."

I stick out my tongue. To be honest, I really never remember my period. Because I want to use 28 days as the cycle, which is not the same as the number of days in the lunar month that we commonly use, I am always confused. Anyway, I felt fast, so I brought sanitary napkins with me. When crossing, my big bag was stuffed with two years of usage, occupying a lot of places. Encircling his waist, lying in his arms and coquettishly: "Your memory is much stronger than mine, and you can remember it for me."

"You..."

I clasped his waist tightly, buried his head in his chest, and took a sip of his taste: "The person who is loved is eligible to be lazy."

He smiled and pulled me up to sit on him. With his hands around his neck, his head resting on his shoulders, he quietly read with him. He is my comfortable stool, forever.

The old song sang "I was asked in the dark and the dark repeatedly, and then I realized that the plain and calm calmness is true." No matter how gorgeous and beautiful love is, it will eventually come to a bland. But the calmness of life in ordinary life, and the warmth and tenderness with him, made me happy.

This entered the winter of AD 384 without wind and waves. His work has been very fruitful: most of the monks who fled have returned, and everything in the temple has returned to normal. The pain of the war made the people more pious and honest, and he was busy every day. And I also mastered more ancient survival skills. Can cook, wash clothes, sew clothes, receive soles, and make pickles. I go shopping with my aunts every day, and I have a short time with the neighbors of the neighborhood. I am gradually integrating into the life of 1,650 years ago.

Of course, Lu Guang will think of us sooner or later. Therefore, when Guizi fluttered in the first snow, I saw the soldiers standing outside the door. I smiled bitterly, and the time came early.