The Junior Sister listened to the noises in the room, hesitating.
She thought to herself, maybe I should just turtle up right now, cover my ears, hear no evil, speak no evil, pretend nothing happened, or deceive myself into believing my Senior Brother is just doing his hair inside.
But looking at her own hand, which with just a gentle push could break the barrier, she suddenly remembered the advice from a certain little monk who had wandered off somewhere by now.
[Life is but a fleeting dream, fight back if you're not convinced.]
After savoring this life wisdom and meditative insight from the Arhat, the Junior Sister recalled her mother's earnest teachings.
[As a wife, you must often remain calm. When troubles arise, don't ask questions, calmly draw your sword, and in any case, strike first then talk.]
