sbdcsierra Chapter 498: The Truth Revealed
Chapter 498: The Truth Revealed
Upon hearing this, Jiang Qianhui trembled uncontrollably and performed a ritual to pray for the soul of her child.
If there was something that shouldn't have been added to her food, why would her child need to be prayed for?
Jiang Qianhui's face was terribly pale, and Wu Ma asked her anxiously upon seeing this.
"Young Miss, what's wrong? Why do you look so pale? Please sit down and rest."
Jiang Qianhui's face was pale. She said, "No need, I have other things to do."
Jiang Qianhui staggered out of the car and instead hailed a taxi on the side of the road.
"Master, to Lingshan Temple."
Soon, the car arrived at Lingshan Temple.
Jiang Qianhui looked up at the temple, but her heart could no longer remain calm, and she gently clenched her hands.
Inside the temple.
Yang Huirong knelt before the Buddha statue, holding incense sticks, and closed her eyes, appearing extremely devout.
Looking at her mother kneeling before the Buddha statue, holding incense sticks, Jiang Qianhui felt a strange sense of unfamiliarity, and even a chill in her heart.
After doing such a thing, was she kneeling before Buddha in repentance?
After offering incense, Yang Huirong turned around and saw Jiang Qianhui right behind her, which startled her.
"Sui Sui, what brings you here?"
Jiang Qianhui suppressed the turmoil in her heart and said, "I heard that you set up a memorial tablet for my deceased child at the temple, so I came to see it."
“You didn’t want to come before, but if we had known you would come this time, we would have come together. Your mother set up this memorial tablet so that your heart could find peace.”
Jiang Qianhui's eyes were tightly furrowed; she was in immense pain after losing her child. For a long time, she neither ate nor drank, and her mind became somewhat dazed.
Her mother told her that she had set up a memorial tablet for her child at Lingshan Temple, and that the child's soul would be blessed by Buddha and be reborn in the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, where it would live a good life. She told her to let go of her obsession.
We asked her to go out with us for a walk, to visit Lingshan Temple to pay respects to her child, but she refused to go. She couldn't accept the fact that her child was gone, and she didn't want to go.
The nun at the temple said cheerfully to Jiang Qianhui, "Miss, you are the child's mother. You can rest assured that the madam is very devout and has set up 99,999 memorial tablets. Now the child's tablet is in the place closest to Buddha and will be blessed by Buddha, going with Buddha to enjoy the Western Paradise. You can put your mind at ease."
At this moment, Jiang Qianhui glared fiercely at the nun. The nun was terrified; she had never seen such a fierce look before. Had she said something wrong?
Yang Huirong said, "We don't need you here for now, you can go and get back to work."
"Yes, then I'll go and get busy. If you need more oil, Madam, please ask for the fortune sticks and then call me."
After the nun finished speaking, she left. Jiang Qianhui looked at the memorial tablet, which was in a very good position, very close to the Buddha statue, but there was no name on it.
Only the child's birth date and time are available.
"Mom, you spent so much money to make this a sacred object for my child? Is it even useful?"
Yang Huirong said in a panic, "Sui Sui, you can't say anything carelessly in front of Buddha. Buddha is leading the child to the Western Pure Land to enjoy life. We who are alive don't need to worry about him anymore. Buddha will take good care of him for us. As long as the child can rest in peace, that's enough. Only then will the living have no worries and can live better."
"Live better? I don't know how I can live better. My child, who could have grown up healthy right before my eyes, is now just a memorial tablet without a name."
“Sui Sui, I know you can’t let go, but with time, you’ll gradually let go. Don’t worry about the child, I’ll come regularly to pray for his soul. Just don’t take it to heart, and live a good life with Gu Xunjing. The Gu family has been so good to you. You must not let them down.”
"Is that why we can't let a child who isn't Gu Xunjing be born?"
Jiang Qianhui looked at Yang Huirong, her eyes bloodshot.
Yang Huirong was startled. She said in a panic, "Sui Sui, what are you saying?"
"Mom, how could I let you come here to mourn the children? Isn't it causing you so much suffering?"
Jiang Qianhui's gaze made Yang Huirong feel uneasy.
She said in a panic, "Sui Sui, I'm here to mourn the child. It's hard for me, but I'm the child's grandmother, and I should do something for the child."
Jiang Qianhui's emotions suddenly became agitated.
"Mom, you know you're the child's grandmother. You know you're the child's grandmother, so why did you hurt him?"
Yang Huirong completely broke down, but still struggled to say, "Sui Sui, what are you saying? How could I harm your child? Your child was born prematurely because of a car accident, and despite rescue efforts, the child could not be saved. What does that have to do with me?"
“That day, before the car accident, my stomach was hurting and I was even bleeding. Gu Xunjing saw that I was bleeding and he was anxious to take me to the hospital. He was driving very fast, and because a car was driving in the wrong direction, the accident happened.”
Hearing Jiang Qianhui's words, Yang Huirong's face turned ugly.
She held the Buddhist prayer beads in her hand and murmured something.
"Thank goodness Buddha protected you and allowed you to safely get through this car accident."
Jiang Qianhui looked at the terrified Yang Huirong and said, "Mom, you're heartbroken and scared about my car accident. But why don't you care that I told you I had a stomachache and was bleeding before the accident? Why don't you care?"
For a moment, Yang Huirong didn't know how to answer.
Jiang Qianhui said coldly, "That's because you know why my stomach hurts and why I'm bleeding. It's all part of your plan."
Yang Huirong's face instantly turned even uglier.
"Sui Sui, are you possessed? What nonsense are you talking about? I don't understand."
Yang Huirong offered a flustered excuse, while Jiang Qianhui actively suppressed her anger. She stared intently at Yang Huirong and said, "Mom, the braised beef you made for me had cinnamon in it. If a pregnant woman eats too much of that, she'll miscarry, but you insisted I eat it every day. Even now, just thinking about each piece, you smiling as you picked it up, sends chills down my spine. Those pieces of braised beef killed my child!"
Jiang Qianhui's tearful accusations completely panicked Yang Huirong.
Her eyes widened, her hands trembled, and she said in a panic, "Who told you that? What nonsense are you talking about? What cinnamon? I don't know anything about it. I didn't put any of that in my house. If you don't believe me, go back and look for it. We don't have any of that in our house."
Yang Huirong said somewhat hysterically, "Go back and look, we really don't have that kind of filthy stuff in our house."
Jiang Qianhui's eyes were full of hurt.
"Cinnamon is a traditional Chinese medicine. It replenishes fluids and strengthens yang, guides fire back to its source, dispels cold and relieves pain, and invigorates blood and regulates menstruation. How can it be called something dirty? You think it's dirty because you've used it to do vicious things!"