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Lying like this, holding a book with both hands and chanting sutras, my arms became sore after a while.

Fang Chen wanted to change his position and turned sideways. But if I move even a little bit, my waist hurts terribly!

Well, keep at it!

Fang Chen gritted his teeth, still holding the book in both hands and chanting...

After each recitation, put the Ksitigarbha Sutra respectfully beside your pillow, then stretch your hands flat on both sides of your body and rest for a while...

"Mom, do you want some water?"

After reciting the fourth chapter, while resting with his hands spread out, Jianjian came in with a glass of water.

Fang Chen then remembered that he hadn't had a sip of water so early this morning! She usually has to drink a large glass of water after getting up, otherwise she will become hoarse and unable to speak. It’s so strange today. After chanting the sutra for such a long time, I don’t even feel thirsty!

Since my good son brought me water so thoughtfully, I just took a sip. One side of my body and my waist ached numbly, and I couldn't exert myself.

"Jianjian, mommy's waist still can't move, and she can't raise her head. Go get a spoon and feed mommy some water, okay?"

"Okay, mom, wait a minute." Jianjian put the water glass on the bedside table and walked out quickly.

Looking at his son's thin but tall back, Fang Chen felt much more at ease.

The little boy who has just turned eleven has a maturity and stability that belies his age.

In the morning, when he first realized that he couldn't move, Fang Chen was so nervous that he immediately thought of stroke, paralysis, etc. Chang Hao was also panicked and at a loss. On the contrary, Jianjian heard it and walked in calmly and took a closer look. Mom looked at her face, shook hands, and said firmly: "It's okay, it's definitely not a stroke."

"Why are you so sure?" Chang Hao asked in surprise.

"My classmate's parent had a stroke, and his mouth was crooked, his eyes were slanted, and his hands were numb. My mother looked normal, maybe she had a stiff neck." Jianjian said with great confidence.

"Oh, I have a stiff neck. Just take it easy and it will be fine. What, Jianjian, take good care of your mother. I have to go to work." With that said, Chang Hao picked up his briefcase and ran away quickly.

Fang Chen, who couldn't move on the bed, was speechless and choked...

There are two men in the family, one big and one small, but no one is reliable...

By the way, is there anyone with such a stiff neck?

I can't move my neck when I have a stiff neck, but I can't move my waist! Can this waist also have a stiff neck?

Is this son my biological son? Such a big thing is reduced to a trivial matter... such a disregard for human life...

And Chang Hao just ran away without taking it seriously...

Alas, it’s all unreliable...

But she still had to worry about her son, "Jianjian, go and eat some bread first, and then I'll make breakfast for you when I can get up."

"Okay, Mom, let me play some soft music for you, it will help you get better faster." With that said, Jianjian turned on the tape recorder, put on the tape of Blue Danube, and went out.

Listening to the soothing music, Fang Chen relaxed a lot and his thoughts spread out...

A trace of tiredness came over me, and I seemed to have fallen into sleep again...

A gray figure appeared... It was Wei Xiuyun. She was looking at Fang Chen eagerly, and she just kept looking...

Suddenly waking up, Fang Chen couldn't figure out whether he had just fallen asleep or was hallucinating...

At this time, I vaguely thought that I seemed to have forgotten to do something... What was it? Suddenly I remembered that I was busy compiling teaching materials during this period and forgot to recite sutras.

The last time I dreamed of Wei Xiuyun, I promised in my heart that I would recite several Ksitigarbha Sutras for Wei Xiuyun according to Buddhist chanting rituals, hoping that he could transcend as soon as possible and be reborn in the Land of Ultimate Bliss or a good path to transcendence.

How can this be done if what was promised was not done?

Anyway, I can't do anything else while lying down, so I can just recite sutras.

Although lying down is a bit disrespectful and does not conform to Buddhist chanting rituals, chanting sutras is better than not reciting and breaking one's faith, right?

So I called Jianjian and asked him to take the Ksitigarbha Sutra and start chanting it.

It seems that reciting the Ksitigarbha Sutra has some miraculous effects. As soon as I reached the fourth level of reciting it, my waist no longer hurts like an excruciating pain, but a numb pain...

Just as he was thinking wildly, Jianjian came in with a spoon, picked up the water glass, and carefully brought a spoonful of water to Fang Chen's lips...

This son is quite reliable. The water was brought into his mouth steadily without spilling at all...

After drinking some water, Fang Chen continued to chant.