bestfiction Chapter 328 Auspicious Sign, Buddha Said It Cannot Be Spoken
Chapter 328 Auspicious Sign, Buddha Said It Cannot Be Spoken
Chapter 328 Auspicious Sign, Buddha Said It Cannot Be Spoken
Time flew by, and in late June, Tu Nan's undergraduate studies came to a successful conclusion.
The students gathered together for a farewell dinner. At the table, everyone raised their glasses, toasted each other, and reminisced about their four years of university life with laughter and joking, but the laughter was mixed with the sadness of parting.
All the little moments from university have now become memories in a wine glass.
After the meal, everyone went their separate ways, and who knows when they would see each other again.
Three students in their class successfully passed the postgraduate entrance examination: he, Wanshu, and Yu Tao.
Through her relentless efforts, Li Jia successfully entered the Planning Bureau.
The other students also found good outcomes, either returning to government agencies in their hometowns or entering design institutes, architectural institutes, or planning bureaus.
Everyone is making great strides in a positive direction, starting a new chapter in their lives.
On the other side, Xiaoting, Pengfei, and Dongzhe are about to face the college entrance examination.
After the school issued their graduation certificates and they said goodbye to their classmates, Tu Nan and Wan Shu returned to Suzhou to work on a last-minute study plan for their upcoming exams.
At this moment, the three of them were sitting at the table in Xiaoting's room, enjoying the air conditioning.
According to the plan, they would review in the morning, take a two-hour break at noon, do practice tests in the afternoon to consolidate their knowledge, and have Tu Nan answer their questions in the evening.
Lin Dongzhe was studying so hard that his brain felt like it was going to explode. He felt like a string stretched to its limit, ready to snap at any moment.
He stood up, intending to relax, and stretched out a big yawn.
Without realizing it, he saw Tu Nan lying on Xiao Ting's bed.
Lin Dongzhe's eyes widened instantly. "Brother, you can't sit on Xiaoting's bed wearing outer pants, it's dirty."
Zhuang Tunan pursed his lips and put down his drawing board. "Lin Dongzhe, look closely, I'm wearing pajama bottoms."
Lin Dongzhe plopped down on a chair next to the bed. "Brother, can we relax a bit? It's been a week, I need a break. I feel like I'm about to collapse from studying so much, the tension in my brain is about to snap."
Zhuang Tunan sat up. "Lin Dongzhe, can you stop talking nonsense? After all these years, we're just one step away from this. You should keep this string in your head and control your own strength."
Lin Dongzhe held the cup and tilted his head back to take a big gulp of water.
He clicked his tongue. "Brother, I've realized you're now an upgraded version of Uncle Zhuang. Don't be so cruel to us, okay? Brother! Can't you just give me a break?"
Zhuang Xiaoting frowned slightly when she heard his nonsense, put down her pen, and turned around.
"Lin Dongzhe, if you don't come and do your test, I'll be even crueler to you than my brother."
When Lin Dongzhe heard Xiaoting call his full name, his heart skipped a beat. He immediately resumed his study mode and hurriedly sat down next to Xiaoting. "Okay, sure."
The speed was so fast that Tu Nan couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Xiaoting turned her head and secretly smiled.
She raised an eyebrow at Pengfei and her brother.
Pengfei was practically bursting with laughter inside, but he was barely holding it in.
He looked at Xiaoting and gave her a thumbs up. "Xiaoting, Lin Dongzhe needs you to keep him in check. He's been afraid of you since he was a child."
Lin Dongzhe nodded. When he was little, he was afraid of Xiaoting because he was afraid she would tell the adults, that she wouldn't play with him anymore, and that she wouldn't let him copy his homework or notes.
And now, of course... His face flushed slightly, and he secretly glanced at Xiaoting. Seeing that the two of them were seriously doing their papers, he quickly joined in.
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There are less than two weeks left until the exam.
Huang Ling and Song Ying took advantage of the fact that it was the middle shift today, so they got up very early. They were already prepared, carrying baskets filled with incense, and headed to Hanshan Temple.
The two sat in Qian Jin's car.
Qian Jin is a kind-hearted person who drives steadily and fast. Thanks to Peng Fei's connections over the years, the two families have gotten along very well.
With the college entrance examination just around the corner, a car company has opened a route to and from Hanshan Temple to fulfill parents' wishes for their children's well-being.
Qian Jin called Zhuang Ge's family a few days ago to tell him the news, and arranged a time with his sister-in-law and specially reserved two seats.
He gripped the steering wheel and looked in the rearview mirror at his two sisters-in-law sitting behind him.
"Sister-in-law, Song Ying, don't worry. I think these three kids are definitely up to par. Last time, you made some zongzi (sticky rice dumplings), and Pengfei brought some over to me. I chatted with him for a while, and he said that the three of them have basically mastered the material and will definitely get into good universities."
Song Ying wiped the sweat from her brow with a handkerchief. Although the morning air was still cool, her anxiety made her feel unbearably hot.
“Qian Jin, Ling Jie and I still need to pray. As Wu Feng would say, it’s a double guarantee. Praying to the Bodhisattva more often means more paths. As long as Dong Zhe can get into university, that’s fine.”
Huang Ling nodded. "When Tu Nan took the exam, Song Ying and I prayed, and this time Xiao Ting and Peng Fei will also pray for the college entrance exam. It is said that the fortune sticks at Hanshan Temple are very effective. Isn't it said that Hanshan responds to rain and lets you pray as you please?"
Qian Jin smiled as he looked in the rearview mirror. "Sister-in-law, you're quite cultured."
The car came to a smooth stop at the entrance of Hanshan Temple, and everyone gradually walked inside.
Huang Ling and Song Ying moved slowly forward with the flow of people until it was finally their turn in line.
They placed the lit incense sticks into the incense burner, and the two knelt on the prayer mats.
They held the lottery tubes in their hands and kept shaking them.
Song Ying muttered to herself, "Bless us, may our Dongzhe follow closely in Xiaoting's footsteps, and may both Xiaoting and Dongzhe get into university! Bless us! Bless us! Bless us!"
With each word she spoke, she shook the fortune-telling tube vigorously, conveying her wishes to the Bodhisattva with even greater force.
Huang Ling was also muttering to herself, shaking the divination stick container in her hand. She silently hoped that the Bodhisattva would see Xiaoting and Pengfei's efforts and give them a good outcome.
Soon, the sticks in their hands fell to the ground.
Song Ying hurriedly picked up the fortune stick, her eyes wide as she looked at the number on it. "Sister Ling, this is the fifteenth one."
Huang Ling picked up the bamboo skewer, looked at the words on it, and handed it to Song Ying in surprise.
"Song Ying, mine is also the fifteenth!"
Song Ying was overjoyed. She said that kitchen knives and cutting boards are inseparable, and indeed, this destiny was personally acknowledged by the Bodhisattva.
"Sister Ling, even the Bodhisattva has agreed, Xiaoting and Dongzhe can still go to school together."
Seeing that the two women had already drawn their fortune sticks, the young monk beside them extended his hand and said politely, "Ladies, this way please. You need to consult our master for interpretation."
The senior monk stood up, took the two people's slips of paper, squinted, stroked his beard, and examined them carefully. Then he picked up his brush and slowly began to write on the paper.
After they finished writing, the head monk handed the two slips of paper to the two girls respectively.
"The fifteenth fortune slip is the best of the best; it represents a bright moon."
Song Ying quickly took the note in her hand, looked at the words on it, and was puzzled. "Only by chiseling stone can one find jade, only by sifting through sand can one find gold, there is always a way to the clear sky, but one must be steadfast." She couldn't quite understand it.
"Master chef, what do you mean by this?"
The senior monk smiled, looked down at the fortune slip, and said slowly, "Female benefactor, this is an extremely auspicious slip; great fortune is on its way, and enlightenment is imminent!"
As he spoke, he looked at the two women's faces and nodded with a smile. "You two ladies, your fate is quite extraordinary."
Huang Ling was completely bewildered by what the monk said, her mind filled with questions.
She couldn't help but ask, "Master, we two are quite destined to be together. We were neighbors when the factory allocated apartments, and we're still neighbors after we moved. That's quite a connection. But what you mean by 'a deep connection,' could it be something else?"
Song Ying chimed in, "Yes, I, Song Ying, am truly blessed. To be neighbors with Sister Ling for so long is no ordinary fate."
The senior monk sat back down, clasped his hands together, and narrowed his eyes slightly, looking inscrutable.
"Go, go, as the Buddha said, it cannot be spoken. Some opportunities can only be understood intuitively, not explained in words."
Just as the two were about to get up and leave, the high monk suddenly changed his demeanor from that of a sage monk, pointed to the next room, and showed a friendly smile.
"Madam, if you are still worried, here are some Wenchang amulets that you can wear. They are said to improve memory. They cost two yuan each, please feel free to use them. These amulets have been blessed, and many people have taken them home for their children who are preparing for exams."
Huang Ling and Song Ying exchanged a glance.
The child's college entrance exam is a top priority; it's better to be safe than sorry. "Buy it!"
Huang Ling immediately took out her money and bought three tickets in total.
Xiaoting, Pengfei, and Dongzhe each received one of these amulets, hoping that these Wenchang talismans would truly bless them, allowing them to write fluently in the examination hall and smoothly get into good universities.
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