If extra overtime pay counts as getting rich, then his wish to get rich has also come true.
Changzhong Temple is really efficacious! I'll go visit it again next week when I have time off!
I heard there are some customs and etiquette to follow before worshipping Buddha, but he doesn't know them. I'll have to search for them online beforehand and pay attention to them.
A short while later, Wen Nan saw Xiao Wang come out of the boss's office with a miserable look on his face.
He didn't even need to guess from his expression; he knew he definitely hadn't been able to get leave.
"What did I tell you?"
Wen Nan crossed her arms and said with a helpless expression.
Xiao Wang was in a terrible state, lying face down on the table, feeling utterly hopeless.
“The boss said there was something wrong with me and that he could take me to the hospital.”
"Pfft."
Wen Nan couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Don't be sad, I still have some braised pork rolls, I'll share one with you at noon."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wang perked up and sat up abruptly, staring intently at Wen Nan.
"Brother, you're practically my own brother! If you weren't a man, I'd marry you no matter what!"
Wen Nan: ......
"Don't repay kindness with enmity."
Xiao Wang selectively ignored it, and then realized that Tian Nan hadn't gone to Lin's stall to queue up for braised meat rolls these past two days, so where did he get the braised meat rolls?
"Tell me the truth, how many did you buy when you met Boss Lin on Monday?"
At this moment, Xiao Wang recalled all of Wen Nan's strange behavior.
He was also someone who had queued up at Lin Zhou's stall. Putting aside the issue of queuing, those braised meat rolls would have taken at least two hours to sell. When Wen Nan shared this in the group, it was only a little past 11 o'clock.
Then they said that Boss Lin had sold out and was closing up shop.
At the time, everyone was so excited about finding Boss Lin that they didn't notice this detail at all.
Looking back now, there must have been something fishy going on.
Wen Nan: ......
Good heavens, I shouldn't have been soft-hearted, that was a mistake!
"Not many."
Wen Nan's eyes darted around; she simply wouldn't tell the truth.
"I don't believe it. You're not usually this generous. Besides, you were always the most eager to queue up at Boss Lin's before, but now you're not in a hurry at all. I've asked you to go, but you won't. You've been eating there for three or four days, and you still have stock. You must have bought a lot!"
"There's really not much, or I won't give you any more if you ask again!"
Xiao Wang: ......
You're ruthless!
......
On the other side, it was almost ten o'clock, and Ma Ming was a little annoyed to see his parents still at home and not at work.
He wanted to buy two of the braised pork rolls he had eaten yesterday before leaving home, but his parents were at home, so he couldn't go out.
So he pretended to go out to buy something and left the house.
The horse's parents, who were already prepared, exchanged a glance and quietly followed behind.
Then I saw that my son was still taking the route towards Changzhong Temple.
"He wouldn't be thinking of becoming a monk again, would he?"
"It's possible, let's take another look."
"This is also your mother's fault. It's one thing for her to be a Buddhist, but she also taught her children to chant scriptures from a young age. Now look what's happened, they want to become monks all the time."
Looking at her son's retreating figure, Ma's mother angrily slapped her husband twice.
Mr. Ma looked distressed and dared not speak.
Silently taking the beating.
The couple followed their son all the way and saw him arrive near Changzhong Temple. He didn't go in, but instead found a shady spot to stand.
He seemed to be thinking about something.
The couple hid behind a large tree not far away, somewhat puzzled.
"What is my son doing?"
"meditation?"
Ma Ming was indeed deep in thought.
Because of his family background, he liked to go to the temple to talk to Buddha whenever he had troubles.
No one will hear it, and there's no worry that Buddha will tell on you; it provides a great sense of privacy.
He found healing in temples for everything from getting into trouble and being beaten by his parents as a child, to not being able to do his homework, to the frustrations of work and the setbacks in love as an adult.
Once you enter the temple, you don't need to pray. Just sit there, listen to the sound of the wooden fish being struck, and smell the incense; the answer will come to you.
In fact, when he knelt down to worship Buddha, he was just asking his own heart a question.
The outside world is really too annoying. I used to have the pressure of studying. My parents always said to get into a good university. After finally graduating from university, I thought I could earn money to support my parents and live the life of my dreams.
I just realized that being a college graduate isn't all that great; finding a job is quite difficult, and you don't earn much money at all.
Before I even had a chance to work hard, I was already being pressured to get married.
Once you find a partner, you should start thinking about buying a house and a car.
I feel like I've spent most of my life working hard, but it hasn't been very effective.
What is the point of his efforts?
Does becoming a monk or nun mean you won't have to face pressure from your parents to get married and have children, or bear the immense pressure of working hard to earn money, buy a house, or a car?
Ma Ming looked at the temple not far away, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.
Until they heard someone shout, "Boss Lin is here!"
......
When Lin Zhou arrived at the location, there were still diners waiting.
Upon seeing Lin Zhou arrive, they all quickly and neatly began to line up.
Then the young monks at the temple gate lit up; one went to queue up first, while the other went back into the temple to call for help.
A moment later, footsteps sounded, and a dozen monks ran out together, heading straight for Lin Zhou's stall to queue up.
The sudden arrival of so many monks not only drew Lin Zhou's wide-eyed stare, but also the attention of passersby and other vendors.
What's so special about these braised pork rolls that even monks from temples line up to buy them? They must be delicious!
After customers came to buy vegetarian rolls yesterday, Lin Zhou has expanded the menu on the blackboard today.
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