But when the abbot actually took the knife and prepared to shave his head, Ma Ming's mind uncontrollably recalled the delicious braised pork rolls from earlier.
Eating the braised pork rolls was the first time he had felt happy since his breakup.
It smells so good that you can't help but eat it and can't stop chewing. You can't eat it after you become a monk.
The more I think about it, the more the taste of braised pork rolls comes to mind.
"Wait a minute, Abbot, I haven't quite decided yet. I'll come back tomorrow."
As he spoke, Ma Ming covered his hair and retreated with a look of lingering fear, leaving the abbot completely bewildered.
Ma Ming has visited the temple many times in his quest to become a monk.
Even his parents came to him many times to persuade him not to become a monk, but he insisted on staying.
The abbot was also moved by Ma Ming's attitude of wholeheartedly becoming a monk and leaving behind worldly affairs, and agreed to accept him as a disciple.
But at the last minute, Ma Ming backed down again, which doesn't seem normal at all.
"Amitabha Buddha, do you still have any concerns, benefactor?"
The abbot put down his razor and asked gently.
It seemed that Ma Ming's last-minute change of heart had no impact on him, and was within his expectations, showing great understanding.
The thought that he would become a monk and never be able to eat braised pork rolls again made Ma Ming feel a pang of panic, and he instinctively backed down.
He was a little embarrassed to answer when the abbot asked him about it.
"Maybe we're not ready yet."
Ma Ming gave a vague answer, his forehead beaded with sweat from his anxiety. It was hard to tell whether it was from the heat or his guilty conscience, but he certainly looked very anxious.
The abbot respected Ma Ming's decision and told him to think it over before coming back.
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Meanwhile, Ma's parents, knowing that their son was going to be ordained as a monk today, are already discussing having a second child.
“When I was young, I told you to have another child so that I wouldn’t have to focus all my attention on one child and have more options. But you didn’t listen. Now you’ve raised me for nothing, and you’re making a huge fuss about becoming a nun. What kind of karma have I created?”
Mr. Ma sat at the table, puffing on and on with his cigarette. No one knew how many he had smoked; the entire living room was filled with smoke.
Ma's mother also sat on the sofa with a worried look on her face, sighing.
They, as parents, gave all their love to this one child, but as a result, they raised the child to be too fragile, unable to withstand the slightest setback, and wanted to become a nun after being dumped.
How could they possibly stand this!
“I checked online, and there are people in their fifties who are having children now. If it really doesn’t work out, let’s have another one.”
"What else do you want?"
Ma Ming, who had just returned home, did not hear his parents' conversation earlier. As soon as he entered the house, he heard his father say, "Let's have another one."
When Ma's parents heard Ma Ming's voice, their expressions immediately turned to disbelief.
Looking back at Ma Ming, who had just entered the room, with a shocked expression, and then at his perfectly intact hair, she was overjoyed.
"Didn't you go to have your head shaved to become a monk?"
Ma's mother excitedly stepped forward and took Ma Ming's hand, her eyes full of hope.
Ma Ming felt somewhat embarrassed when this was brought up.
He used to make a huge fuss about becoming a monk, even threatening to kill himself. If his parents found out that he didn't want to become a monk after eating a braised pork roll, wouldn't they lose face? They would think he was a capricious person with no credibility whatsoever.
"I'd like to consider this carefully."
Instead of noticing anything amiss, his parents were overjoyed when they heard him say this.
Although he didn't know why his son hadn't become a monk, his hesitation showed that there was still hope of persuading him to come back.
"Alright, alright, such a big matter really needs to be thought through carefully. It's already noon, you must be hungry. What do you want to eat? Mom will make it for you."
Ma's mother was extremely excited and asked with concern, looking her son up and down as if he were missing a single hair.
"No need, Mom, I'm not hungry, you guys eat."
With that, Ma Ming went back to his room.
The agitated parents were left alone in the living room.
"Honey, do you think there's any way to turn this around?"
Mr. Ma noticed that his son's attitude had wavered, so he nodded and made no mention of his earlier idea of having a second child.
"I suspect something must have happened that we don't know about. We'll see if he goes to Changzhong Temple again. If he does, we'll follow him."
Ma's mother nodded, and the two huddled together to whisper about their plan.
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At this time, a travel guide from out of town about visiting Changzhong Temple in Jiangdong City also appeared online.
The map above shows the route from Jiangdong City to Changzhong Temple, as well as nearby restaurants to check out.
The most recommended item in the picture and text is the braised pork rolls on the food street, which also features a photo of Lin Zhou setting up his stall.
The tourist highlighted that she was attracted by the braised pork roll stall after leaving the temple, and then queued for half an hour to buy the braised pork roll. The taste was so delicious that it was worth coming to Changzhong Temple just for this braised pork roll.
This guide is very detailed, and it clearly describes the money and time spent along the way, which has made many netizens who want to visit Changzhong Temple very excited.
"Isn't this Changzhong Temple the one with the popular lottery scratch-off tickets at the God of Wealth Temple lately?"
"I think I saw this video too. It's a new trend, and I even have friends who bring their scratch-off lottery tickets and ID cards to try it out."
"I heard from people in Jiangdong that Changzhong Temple is very popular. Every day, there are so many people coming to make wishes that you have to queue up to burn incense at the God of Wealth Hall."
"Is it effective? Are there any people from Jiangdong who can tell me? If it is effective, I will take my family there for a trip during the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday."
"Family members, it's incredibly effective! I heard from my friend that someone made a wish at Changzhong Temple and it came true as soon as they left the temple. They hugged a monk and cried right there at the temple gate, and many people around saw it. Then Changzhong Temple became famous."
"Hilarious! I'm from Jiangdong. I went to the God of Wealth Temple after seeing the video of the scratch-off lottery online. There were so many people there, all praying for wealth. I don't know anything else."
As more and more people see this guide.
Some of Lin Zhou's regular customers recognized him as the owner of the braised pork roll stall in the photo.
These regular diners flooded the comments section of the guide, instantly making it even more popular.
"Holy crap, isn't this Boss Lin?"
"I can't believe it. Can anyone tell me if the person selling braised meat rolls in the photo is Mr. Lin?"
"Given how much I've longed for Boss Lin, this is definitely Boss Lin, Changzhong Temple, right? Blogger, could you tell me the location of this braised pork roll? Do you know what time they open their stall?"
"I never imagined that my obsession with getting rich would lead me to Boss Lin. Heaven has been kind to me!"
The sudden appearance of so many comments about Boss Lin's braised pork rolls in the comments section prompted netizens, sensing something unusual, to start making inquiries.
Then I learned that the braised pork rolls recommended in the blogger's post were sold by a very famous food stall owner in Jiangdong City.
No wonder it's delicious; it's actually quite famous.
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