After praying, the two went to make donations to the monks.
The temple is a magical place that can always soothe people's restless hearts. Every time I leave the temple, I feel extremely calm.
"Xixi, do you think the Buddha will hear our wishes?" On the way back, Yana sat in the car and asked Nanxi in a low voice.
In her opinion, this little Chinese woman is elegant, knowledgeable, smart and beautiful. Although she cannot compare with her, she can learn from her and will not be too bad.
Yana always believed what Nanxi said.
"I don't know either, but we have a saying in China, 'Sincerity is the key to success.'" Nanxi smiled faintly and took Yana's hand.
"Praying to Buddha is just psychological comfort. We still have to rely on ourselves, right? If we don't strive for progress and take action, even Buddha can do nothing."
"But Xixi, apart from praying to Buddha, I don't know what else I can do." Yana was a little lost. In Country M, she had her own shop and her own life, but after coming to Yangon, it seemed that there was nothing else to do except taking care of her husband and children.
"Yana, during the almsgiving these days, have you noticed that the monks give their extra food to the homeless children behind the temple?"
After hearing what Nanxi said, Yana had some impression and nodded.
"The gap between the rich and the poor in Yangon is huge. We live in a wealthy area and have no idea how difficult life is for ordinary people. These days, I've seen children, the oldest is eight or nine years old, and the youngest is almost the same age as Than Myint. Today, I saw a grown child wandering around with a baby on his back. It was so pitiful."
Nanxi sighed, perhaps because she was about to become a mother, she couldn't bear to see her child suffer.
"Yana, I want to open an orphanage." She looked at Yana, her eyes full of determination, "It is better to do good than to seek blessings. Good deeds will bring blessings."
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