Zhang Han is a young man who has just stepped out of school and lives in Suzhou and Hangzhou City.

My parents run a small company, and their income is quite considerable, not to mention a rich and wealthy family, but they can also be called a wealthy family.

At least in Zhang Han's impression, he will always have the most living expenses for his peers.

Under the influence of honest and conscientious parents, Zhang Han usually spends money a little lavishly, but at least he has not developed bad habits.

If there were no accidents, his life should be to find a stable job, but under the control of his parents, he was looking for a daughter-in-law to marry and have children.

But at the end of last year, an unforeseen change happened to Zhang Han.

Zhang Han was working in the company that day, and his mother called, saying that his father suddenly fell ill!

Zhang Han, who was flustered, didn't bother to ask for leave, so he took a taxi and rushed to the hospital.

When sitting in the car, Zhang Han couldn't help but think of the picture of his father frowning from time to time a while ago, as if he was feeling a little unwell.

When he came to the hospital, when Zhang Han learned from the doctor that the tumor was in the advanced stage, his mind went blank.

In just less than two days, Zhang Han's father passed away, and he never regained consciousness from beginning to end, leaving the family with a last chance to say goodbye.

At that moment, Zhang Han seemed to have become the child who loved to cry when he was a child, and he couldn't do anything except shed tears!

On the contrary, it was the seemingly weak mother, she behaved very strong, but she hugged her father for a while, and then she wiped away her tears to inform relatives and friends, and took care of her father's funeral.

After dealing with his father's funeral, his mother gritted her teeth again and picked up the burden of the company alone.

Visiting customers, collecting the final payment, and comforting employees, Zhang Han almost never saw his mother close his eyes during that time.

It wasn't until at the beginning of the year that everything stabilized that my mother had time to cry all night while holding her father's portrait.

Listening to his mother's choked cry, Zhang Han felt that as the only male in the family, he should also grow up for this parent!

Since the beginning of this day, Zhang Han has changed like a different person, working actively and seriously, spending money and starting to be careful with his money, and he does not go out to play with his friends after work every day, but honestly stays at home, eats and chats with his mother.

It is said that time will dilute everything, and Zhang Han gradually walked out of the shadow of his father's death.

But her mother, as if trapped in the past, has not been able to get rid of this heavy blow.

When she was busy with work during the day, her mother didn't show anything abnormal, but when she came home from work, she immediately remembered Zhang Han's father.

When she cooks dinner, she always cooks a dish that Zhang Han's father usually likes to eat, and then serves a bowl of rice on his seat and sets the chopsticks.

During the meal, she also put vegetables in the bowl from time to time and then said something about what happened today.

It's as if in her world, Zhang Han's father is still sitting and eating together as usual.

Every time he saw this scene, Zhang Han couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain in his heart, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth anyway.

At night, Zhang Han hardly heard the slight crying from his mother's room at night.

Before dawn the next day, my haggard mother got up early and chanted in front of the portrait of her father.

This kind of day made Zhang Han extremely tormented, but he knew in his heart that his mother was even more tormented than him!

Sometimes he wanted to tell his mother that he had died and would never come back.

But in the face of such a mother, how can he say it!

The Qingming Festival is approaching, and my mother prepares early for tomb sweeping and rituals.

She said that the Lingzen Temple near Xizi Lake is very good, and many people will go to worship the Buddha and participate in the transcendent puja on the day of Qingming Festival, praying for the deceased relatives to be reincarnated as soon as possible and avoid the suffering of hell.

Zhang Han naturally responded, and searched the Internet for the Qingming Festival process of Ling Chan Temple.

Suddenly, Zhang Han found that many netizens mentioned the "view of heaven and earth" in the discussion about Lingchan Temple, and blew it to the gods.

As a native of Suzhou and Hangzhou City, Zhang Han couldn't remember that there was such a Taoist temple in the city, and this Taoist temple seemed to be quite close to Lingchan Temple.

Zhang Han searched for the information of the view of heaven and earth with curiosity, he didn't know if he didn't check, he was shocked when he checked it, Zhang Han thought that the comments he had just seen were already very exaggerated, but who would have thought that there would be something more mysterious!

Especially the jelly beans that are rumored to cure all diseases, which makes Zhang Han think of his father who died of illness.

Most netizens were skeptical about this, and Zhang Han also felt that this was a boasted advertisement, but he couldn't help but think in his heart: "If this is true, if I had learned the news earlier, wouldn't my father have died of illness?"

After a long night, Zhang Han asked for leave the next day, and he decided to go to heaven and earth to watch it in person.

Walking all the way to Lingyun Mountain, especially after experiencing the magic of the one hundred and eighth steps of Qingyun, Zhang Han has begun to believe in the "rumors" and "advertisements" on the Internet.

After waiting in line for a long time, Zhang Han walked into the view of heaven and earth under the leadership of a little monk wearing a Taoist robe.

Glancing at the rest of the pilgrims beside him, Zhang Han felt a little puzzled, could he be the only one who wondered why the little monk appeared in the Taoist temple wearing a Taoist robe?

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable, dare to ask why the layman keeps staring at the poor road?" the little monk suddenly raised his head and asked Zhang Han.

"Ahem, little master, it's me who is in love!" Zhang Han replied with a little embarrassment.

The little monk touched his shiny head, and suddenly realized: "Tomorrow night, the master of the Poor Dao Law is the master of the Heaven and Earth Temple, Xuanwei Daoist, and he is a Taoist priest who is serious about the Eight Classics. ”

Several pilgrims next to him obviously knew about this for a long time, and couldn't help but chuckle, which made Zhang Han quite embarrassed.

Following the little Taoist priest tomorrow night, Zhang Han can also be regarded as having seen many miracles of the view of heaven and earth.

"Well, it would have been nice if I had come here earlier?" Zhang Han let out a long sigh and thought regretfully.

Zhang Han didn't know that this view of heaven and earth was still a dilapidated Taoist temple that no one cared about more than a month ago, and the only Taoist priest in it even had difficulties in life.

The layman frowned, and sighed again, but did he have something on his mind?"

A gentle voice came from behind Zhang Han, almost startling Zhang Han.

Zhang Han turned around, but saw a handsome-looking young Taoist standing in front of him.

"The Supreme Heavenly Venerable, the poor Tao is the master of this view of heaven and earth. The Taoist bowed.

Obviously it was just a simple salute, but with an indescribable charm, with his clear voice, Zhang Han was in a trance for a while.

After a long time, he came back to his senses, and hurriedly replied: "In Xia Zhang Han, I have seen Xuanwei Daoist!"

Zhang Han had never saluted in such a polite manner, and his movements were a little funny, but fortunately, Xuan Wei on the other side didn't care about this, which made Zhang Han a little less cramped.

(PS: Tomorrow's three watches will be the bottom, and the bigwigs will hurry up to the monthly pass.) ）