Chapter 165: Using My Melodrama To Dilute Yours
The boy bought groceries and busied himself for a long time, but he didn’t use the Wang Fei’s help at all.
This guy actually likes cooking very much, he just gets lazy occasionally, especially when Wang Fei is on holiday.
While eating, the boy told Wang Fei about what happened today, and also about how someone cast a curse on him.
Wang Fei said with a smile, “Why are you still like a child, why pay attention to her.”
The boy replied cheerfully, “If I attain Buddhahood, there will be no demons in the world. If I become a demon, what can the Buddha do to me? It’s not that I argue with anyone, sometimes these things are unavoidable. If people can’t understand some principles, then they can only stumble a few times in their experiences to grow. Teaching her a lesson is also for her own good. She met me, but if she had met someone with a small mind who also knew mystic arts, this child would be done for in this life, and would be pushed by life to have no way out. Let me put it this way, she’s not welcomed at home, suffers setbacks outside, makes friends, hurts one, hurts one, and then keeps circulating in this environment until she’s sent away. I’ve already been merciful enough.”
Wang Fei shook her head and didn’t continue to talk to the boy about this matter, because he knew that the boy wouldn’t really use his mystic arts to harm people, and more often helped others. Even if he cast a spell on someone, it wouldn’t be too severe.
So he changed the subject and said, “The preserved egg and lean meat porridge you made is too delicious, hahaha, this preserved vegetable is also delicious.”
Hearing this, the boy laughed heartily, “That’s a must! Hehe, I’ll make whatever you want to eat, just go for it.”
After dinner, the boy recalled two famous quotes: Heaven and Earth are unfeeling and treat all things as straw dogs; Saints are unfeeling and treat the common people as straw dogs.
He really wanted to add a few sentences: “Never provoke a cultivator. Although they won’t play you to death, you absolutely won’t imagine how they will play you. What you think is just what you think.”
He had a dreamless sleep, and the next day, the boy woke up early and made delicious food for Wang Fei again. Since there was some porridge left from last night, the boy simply made a few light dishes.
Today happened to be a holiday, so the boy took Wang Fei for a stroll in a nearby park. On the way, they bought some bread and the like. The two of them fed the fish by the park lake, and they were super happy.
“Hahahaha, Old Wang, look, the fish eating my bread is almost as big as you, hehehe.”
“That’s not true, mine is bigger. The head of my fish is as big as your head, hahahaha.”
The two of them bickered like children. Feeding fish, something that ordinary people find very boring, they played with great joy.
“Beep beep.”
The boy took out his mobile phone and looked.
“Big Brother, I want to ask you something.”
“Don’t say ask, since you call me Big Brother, just say what you need, no problem.”
“I rarely argue with anyone now, but I sometimes can’t control myself when it comes to my parents, what should I do?”
The boy replied without thinking, “After a person comes into this world, in a sense, everyone else is a stranger except themselves, and that includes parents. However, due to traditional concepts, blood is thicker than water, and the fact that your parents raised you and nurtured you, this kindness is very heavy.
Some children, having been away from their parents since childhood, resent their parents and say things like ‘being born is not as good as being raised.’ But being born is the kindness of birth, and being raised is the kindness of raising. You were born and raised by your parents, and there’s nothing to say about this kindness.
Of course, Big Brother understands you on this point, because I was even more defiant at home than you back then. But if you think about it this way, if all the people in this world are strangers to you, including your parents, and you were raised by two strangers, would you still be angry about anything?”
“Well, Big Brother, I naturally wouldn’t be angry then. But why do I get angry at my parents?”
“Because you take your parents’ kindness for granted, so when they say something you don’t like to hear, you are naturally unwilling. If you think of it this way, those who raise you and give you money as Bodhisattvas and Gods of Wealth, would you still complain, you idiot?
A house with an elder is like a treasure; parents are living Buddhas, why travel a thousand miles to visit Spirit Mountain. Big Brother can’t make the choice for you, nor can he replace you. The bitterness or sweetness is your own feeling. Moreover, I’m not advising you anything, you can decide for yourself. You can’t always understand outsiders but not understand your parents, can you?
Furthermore, it’s not that Big Brother is unfeeling; after breaking illusions, everyone looks like an NPC. It’s not about looking down on anyone, but about seeing the essence. Parents are also individuals; they have their own individual will and inertial thinking patterns. They will tell you what they think is good. It’s not really their fault; which parents don’t want their children to get better and better? If there are truly unfeeling ones, just ignore them. But for those who are sentient towards you, you really should look at your heart from a different angle sometimes.”
“Big Brother, can you teach me the Eye of God?”
“This is not something you can learn just because I teach you. I’ve never heard of anyone unifying awareness and thought. I don’t know if this is an exception, but if you really want to see from an observer’s perspective, it’s not impossible. Just like when you see something without entering its appearance, as an onlooker, without pursuing who is right or wrong, you can also see some patterns.”
“Sigh… Big Brother, if only I were you, how good would that be. If I were as uninhibited as you, I would surely have a way.”
“Don’t be discouraged, Younger Brother. I used to be so reckless that I got angry at myself. When I got drunk, I didn’t know anything. The next day, my Mom told me I had argued with her, and I was so angry that I slapped myself, scolding myself for being wrong, and resolved never to argue with my Mom again because of drinking or anything else. From then on, I gradually changed. As long as you have the will, believe in yourself, and you definitely can. Big Brother back then was truly beyond words compared to you. My Dad made my Mom cry after drinking, and I was so angry that when I got home, I took a knife and told my Dad to kill me, otherwise no one would have a good life. You see how reckless I was? Believe Big Brother, as long as you have the will, you can do it. Big Brother believes in you.”
“Thank you, Big Brother, I believe you, I can definitely do it.”
“That’s right. Sometimes when you hit a stone, you have to learn to turn, learn to adapt. Adaptation leads to understanding. Don’t let the stones in your heart block your path. Even if you really don’t know how to resolve the current situation, just put it aside for now and deal with it later. This is not escaping, because your perspective on the problem will change with the changes in your heart. Sometimes putting it aside is not a bad thing. Some people call this resilience.”
“Mhm, I understand, Big Brother. You carry on then. If I have anything later, I might bother you again.”
“It’s nothing. Feel free to chat with me if you need anything. Although Big Brother can’t replace you, Big Brother’s melodramatic experience can definitely be of some help to you. Use my melodrama to avoid your own non-melodramatic situations, Younger Brother, keep going~!”
“Okay~! Received~!”
