"If we can come, others can too. Let's go up the mountain!"
Lu Mo didn't reveal his discovery. When Tang's father invited him to dinner, his friend didn't mention that any important people were coming. Perhaps he genuinely didn't know, but it's also possible that these guests don't like to be ostentatious. He felt the latter was more likely.
Just pretend you don't know.
The three of them soon arrived at the temple. The Great Buddha Temple has a history of nearly a thousand years and is a well-known ancient temple. Many people travel from afar to worship Buddha and draw lots, and the incense is very prosperous.
Mr. Tang's friend was a fire-tending master at the temple, whose Dharma name was Liujue. He was a short, plump, and kind middle-aged man. Upon seeing him, Ye Qingqing began to have deep doubts about the idea of losing weight by eating vegetarian food.
Master Liujue has at least three chins, a shiny face, and a very protruding belly. You can't find his toes if you look down from above. He can eat vegetables, tofu, and radishes every day and still be so round. Ye Qingqing would never eat vegetarian food to lose weight.
“You may dine here. We have distinguished guests at the temple today, so please do not wander around, especially in the front courtyard,” Master Liujue reminded them.
"Don't worry, we'll leave right after we eat," Ye Qingqing assured Lu Mo.
Wuchen returned the greeting. With her bald head and having grown up in a temple, her Buddhist nature made Master Liujue feel favorably toward her. He smiled even more kindly and said that she could eat as much as she wanted, and that it would be enough to fill her stomach!
The vegetarian meal, which looked and smelled delicious, was served. Wuchen's eyes lit up, and he began to wolf it down. Ye Qingqing and Lu Mo also ate quite a bit. After finishing all the dishes on the table, Wuchen held his stomach and kept burping.
"I'm going to donate some money for incense," Lu Mo said.
"I'll go with you, and we can also pay our respects to the Buddha."
Since they were already there, they naturally had to pay their respects. Ye Qingqing and Lu Mo went together, and before leaving, they told Wuchen not to wander off and to stay quietly in the side room.
"We'll be right back. Don't wander off or go to the front yard." Ye Qingqing nagged like an old woman. Wu Chen was getting impatient. "I know, hurry up and go. Stop nagging."
Ye Qingqing glared angrily and went with Lu Mo to donate incense money to Master Liujue. They also went to other courtyards to pray to the Bodhisattva. It wouldn't take too much time, and she wasn't too worried that Wuchen would cause any trouble in such a short time.
In a quiet and simple side room in the front yard, Zhuang Shicheng and his two sons were all sitting cross-legged on prayer cushions, respectfully. At the head of the table was a dignified master, dressed in a kasaya, holding prayer beads in his hand.
“Master, I didn’t expect you to come to Pingjiang too, what a coincidence,” Zhuang Shicheng said with a smile.
The master at the head of the table chanted a Buddhist prayer, glanced at the haggard-looking Zhuang Zidong, and smiled, "The two young masters are now well, congratulations."
"Thanks to the master's divine foresight, he found my son's destined benefactor. It's just a pity that Zidong... Alas!" Zhuang Shicheng sighed deeply. People always want more after getting what they want. When Zhuang Zidong's life was in danger, he thought that as long as he could save his own life, that would be enough.
But now that his eldest son's life has been saved, Zhuang Shicheng feels a pang of regret that he can't have children. He can't shake the feeling of unease. Since he has a close relationship with the master, he naturally doesn't hide anything and tells him everything.
Zhuang Zidong was quite open-minded, saying, "I'll have Zifeng have a few more children, and I can raise one of them."
Nephews and sons are the same to him. Moreover, he received a Western education and did not value having offspring or continuing the family line. Whether he had children or not was actually the same. But in order to satisfy Zhuang Shicheng, he tried every means to have a son.
The master looked at Zhuang Zidong for a while, then smiled slightly and said, "Young Master is destined to have a son, so don't worry!"
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