"So this is an orphanage?"
"No, this is a Taoist temple. Its original name was Qingniu Temple." Xiao Chen said, "But it's not very famous."
"How does the Taoist priest support these children?" Song Ziyan asked.
"While seeing patients, I also occasionally perform rituals to help people reach the afterlife. Some of the money comes from donations from the public," said Xiao Chen.
"Then the money must not be enough?" Song Ziyan looked around blankly. Most of the children's clothes did not fit them.
But fortunately, everyone was fair and clean, except for the Taoist priest, who was so thin that he looked as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind.
"It's just barely enough." Xiao Chen said, "Master is doing his best to help them. When I have the ability, I will do my best to help as well."
Song Ziyan nodded slightly. This skinny Taoist priest made her feel a little admiration.
"I can ask my uncle to contact the media and help here."
"No, Master won't do that." Xiao Chen shook his head.
"Why? There are still many kind-hearted people in society." Song Ziyan was puzzled.
"Master said that Buddhism talks about cause and effect, while Taoism talks about responsibility."
Xiao Chen replied: "He said that in one's life, it is better to change one's fate than to calculate it, and it is better to cultivate one's fortune than to seek it."
"So, whether it's for him or these children, bearing the responsibilities of karma is actually just a practice."
Xiao Chen said this and started to work again.
Song Ziyan nodded, not quite understanding.
Looking at the busy Xiao Chen, she felt a little happy because she discovered another shining point in him.
"Xiao Chen, next time you come here, call me and I'll help you too."
"I can do it alone. You should focus more on physics. The mock exam will be coming soon." Xiao Chen gently scratched her nose.
"I won't delay my studies. I just want to contribute." Song Ziyan protested.
"Okay." Xiao Chen smiled slightly.
Song Ziyan took the broom, swept the floor, wiped the table, and was busy having fun.
The older children came over to help, fetching water and washing the mop.
Song Ziyan had never done this at home. These were all done by the nanny, so they were a bit clumsy.
Xiao Chen patiently taught her how to save energy.
In a flash, the afternoon passed.
When he came, he bought some meat, tofu, etc.
There is also cabbage here, and he plans to make a big stew.
"Master, don't you mind eating meat?" Song Ziyan asked.
"Master is a righteous man and doesn't mind anything, but for the sake of his cultivation, he doesn't touch these things," Xiao Chen said.
"But the children will have meat to eat every day."
Song Ziyan nodded and helped Xiao Chen cook.
Fry the tofu in a pan, cut into strips, slice the pork, soak the vermicelli in water, and cut and wash the cabbage.
The day lily and bean curd sheets have been soaked, washed and prepared.
Put lard in a large pot and sauté onions, ginger and garlic.
Add the pork belly and stir-fry, then add salt, light soy sauce, and cabbage and stir-fry.
Finally, add water, wait for the water to boil, and add bean curd sheets and other side dishes.
Soon, a big pot of delicious stew was ready.
"Wow, it smells so good." Song Ziyan's mouth was almost watering.
"When my grandmother and I were in the countryside, we would go to help out at banquets, and the host would prepare this treat." Xiao Chen said with a smile.
He served Song Ziyan a large bowl and said, "Try it quickly."
"Okay." Song Ziyan couldn't wait to pick up the bowl.
After taking a bite, she said in surprise: "It smells so good, Xiao Chen, your cooking is so delicious."
Xiao Chen smiled slightly, picked up a piece of paper and wiped the soup from her lips.
Her movements were gentle and careful, and Song Ziyan's eyes met hers.
For a moment, her heart was beating like a deer.
Xiao Chen was also stunned. He was too close to her, and the aura of the girl made him lose his mind.
For a moment, the two looked at each other, and their worlds were extremely silent. There was no children's laughter, no rustling of the wind, and there was only each other in each other's world.
Xiao Chen suddenly realized that he didn't have much friendship with Song Ziyan in his previous life.
However, after being reborn, this girl broke into his world.
He didn't know what this meant, but at this moment, he felt that he seemed to have met the right person.
"Brother, is the meal ready?" A little boy suddenly broke in, breaking the world of the two.
"Okay, it's time to eat." Xiao Chen finally came back to his senses.
"It's time to eat." The little ones rushed over.
"Have you washed your hands? Sit down nicely." Xiao Chen smiled and began to serve them food.
Each of them had a bowl of stew and two steamed buns, and the little ones ate with great relish.
The Taoist priest's dishes were light, and he ate slowly and leisurely.
After dinner, Xiao Chen cleaned up the dishes until the little ones fell asleep.
"Master, here is 30,000 yuan, please keep it first." Xiao Chen took out the money and handed it to the Taoist priest.
There is currently 500,000 yuan in my stock account. I kept 50,000 yuan for myself, gave 20,000 yuan to my grandmother, and the remaining 30,000 yuan is for relief to the Taoist temple.
In the future, money will come in continuously, and the livelihood of the Taoist temple will not be a problem.
The Taoist priest nodded and accepted the money. He looked up at Xiao Chen with a deep gaze: "Good, you have grown up."
"You must remember that the immortal way values life and is boundless in its ability to save others."
"Master, what... does this mean?" Xiao Chen was slightly stunned.
"You will understand later." The Taoist priest laughed.
"Master, I don't have much change, I'll give it all to you." Song Ziyan also took out the money he had on him.
Not many, only a few thousand.
She didn't bring her card today, otherwise she would have sent all her pocket money here.
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