In particular, Maosheng still relied on his own professional thoughts, in line with the principles of simplicity and clarity, saving money and practicality, and using local materials, to consider the style of the small temple to be built in the village to have a general appearance. It's finally worth the trip.

When he returned to the village and found a few key personnel to make up the situation, Li Zhenshu gradually felt that things were not good. To build this temple, first, there must be sufficient manpower to help, and second, there must be sufficient financial and material resources to ensure it. If one of the two is missing, don't even think about erecting a temple pillar, let alone a temple statue. The result was made up, but Zhenshu was greatly disappointed.

Although Jin Lian always preached the benefits of building a temple to worship the gods, everyone who came agreed with it, and almost raised his arms and shouted long live. When it really came time to build a temple and spread the message widely, there were very few responders. Some of them just responded, but there was no movement. Some don't even have the courage to respond, so they are afraid to avoid it. Their minds are clearly revealed, and it is only when something happens that they believe in the gods. Once there is no disaster and no disease, who will believe the nonsense that Jin Lian's lips are red and white.

The sour jujube woman is also facing such an embarrassing scene. She took out the strength to eat milk, and used all her strength, walked through the east gate, went to the west house, and was so busy all day that her feet were facing the sky. The spit stars splashed dry, and the teeth and flowers were almost smoothed, and even the farm work in the field was delayed. The sour jujube has to take care of the work in the factory, and also take care of the farm work in his own field, which makes him tired and miserable. However, the efforts of the sour jujube woman are still ineffective. There are only about 30 people who collude, and most of them are women, and they are old women. The rest of the men were old men in their sixties. There is no power to tie the chicken, and there is not much oil and water to pull out. Sensei said that he had contributed money and efforts, but I am afraid that he would not even have the strength to stand on the field.

At this time, Zhenshu has fallen into a dilemma of wanting to do it. regrets that he didn't plan well and didn't calculate carefully, and he was about to lose his prestige and embarrass himself. He ran to discuss with Jin Lian whether to build the temple slowly. Wait for the time to really rip off, and then reorganize the gongs and drums overnight.

At that time, Jin Lian was busy offering incense and praying in front of the shrine, and had no time to pay attention to Zhenshu. Zhenshu stood on the door frame of the hall so stupidly. It's not to go, it's not to go, it's embarrassing, it's impatient, but I don't dare to talk nonsense. It wasn't until Jin Lian finished putting on the incense and candles and knelt down to worship that he turned around and asked his father-in-law to sit down.

Zhenshu hurriedly put forward the current predicament faced by the temple one by one, and put forward his intention to stop building in a roundabout way, asking for Jin Lian's opinion.

Jin Lian smiled euphemistically and replied, It's nothing, it's all temporary. When the temple should be built, it still has to be built. Although there are not enough people and money now, there will be nothing lacking at that time.

Zhenshu didn't understand the meaning of Jin Lian's words. He stared at Jin Lian with a pair of eyes, wanting to hear what she was saying. Who knows, Jin Lian just stopped the topic and didn't talk about it anymore. Zhenshu is in a hurry. He didn't care about guessing dumb riddles with her, and asked directly, what do you mean, whether this temple will be built or not.

Jin Lian no longer replied, but closed her eyelids, put her hands together, and placed them on her thighs in front of her abdomen, chanting words in her mouth. But his voice was low, and he couldn't hear what he was talking about. [End of Chapter]