"Yes, you go and ask the eldest brother and sister-in-law first." Song also urged, she just heard the quarrel in the east house in the stove room, although the oil paper umbrella may not be possible, at least it can also make Zhang's extinguish the fire, the concubine for many years, the big house has not helped the second room, especially in the days when Yu Mengshan broke his leg, thanks to the big house to help take care of it, Song hopes that the big house can be good.

Yu Mengshan went to the West House, Zhang's quarrel with Yu Qiaoshan, the atmosphere in the house was cold, after Yu Mengshan said his intentions, Zhang's was very moved, she felt uncomfortable, because she saw that the second and third rooms had a way to make money, so she panicked.

The idea of making an oil-paper umbrella is a way to make money, and it doesn't cost much to pay for the consultation, just buy some umbrella paper and brush it with tung oil.

Zhang's didn't care about Yu Qiaoshan sulking anymore, and called out Yu Zhixing in the house, and the three of them discussed for a while, planning to wait for Yu Zhizhou to come back before making a decision.

After sewing the futon, it was late at night, and the Song family knew that they were going to Fahua Temple tomorrow, urging Yu Jiao and Yu Poria to go to sleep.

The mountain stone of Ele Mountain is towering, the green is stacked and green, the peaks are arched, and the momentum is magnificent. The waterfall hangs high next to the sandwich road of the mountain, the waves hit the stone sound, the stream is murmuring, the huge stone reclining Buddha, the regularity is solemn, and it makes people feel awe.

Yu Lingling was very excited, took Yu Jiao's hand, looked around, and exclaimed from time to time, Yu Qiling followed behind the two, occasionally reminding him to be careful of the stone steps.

The three of them had breakfast and set off to Fahua Temple, stopping and stopping on the road, but they were not tired.

There are different grasses and flowers on both sides of the mountain road, there are lush forests and bamboos, the scenery is pleasant, the mountains are still covered with a layer of light mist, the surrounding scenery is refreshing, Yu Jiao deeply feels that it is time to go out more to walk, the depression accumulated in the heart for several days has disappeared in the mountains surrounded by this empty and clear Zen feeling.

There was a pavilion halfway up the mountain, and the three of them sat and rested for a while before continuing to climb up.

Fahua Temple sits in the southeast, faces the northwest, builds according to the mountain steps, enters the door is the main hall that enshrines the golden Buddha, there are the four heavenly kings who look around angrily on both sides, there is the Veda Bodhisattva behind the hall and stands according to the pestle, the power is abnormal.

Other palaces and pavilions are raised layer by layer according to the mountain, in turn are the palace of the king of heaven, the hall of the great majesty, the hall of great compassion, the east and west sides are the vermilion corridors, and the two sides of the three major halls are guarded.

When Yu Lingling entered the door, she reverently knelt on the futon and kowtowed to the golden Buddha statue, and recited words silently.

The temple incense is flourishing, although it is not a festival every year, but there are still a lot of people who come to worship, the sandalwood is fragrant, refreshing people's hearts.

After Yu Qiling worshiped the Buddha statue in Yu Poria, he led the two people from the east corridor to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, where dozens of monks were knocking on the wooden fish and chanting the scriptures, and Yu Poria looked in awe of the five copper plates that the Song family stuffed to her in the morning into the almsgiving box placed next to the hall.

Yu Qi searched for a little novice who received pilgrims, whispered a few words to him, and the little novice folded his hands and waved at him, leading the three of them through the prayer turtle pond to the backyard.

"Sister, you and Yu Jiao are walking outside the courtyard, I went to see Master Huijue first." Yu Qizhen said loudly, "The meditation room in the backyard is the retreat residence of the monks of Fahua Temple, and it is inconvenient for women to enter and exit. ”

Yu Jiao and Yu Lingling nodded, and the two saw that there was a stone table and stone bench next to the courtyard to enjoy the coolness, so they sat at the stone table and waited for Yu Qiyu.

Xiao Shami took Yu Qiyu into the courtyard, walked to the meditation room on the left, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and said in a loud voice, "Abbot Huijue, there is a Yu donor who wants to see you." ”

An old voice came from inside the meditation room, "Got it, you go down first." ”

Hearing this, the little novice shook Yu Qi and left.

After a while, the door of the meditation room opened from the inside, revealing Lu Jin's face, his face was hidden with worry, and his face was much haggard than the last time he saw him.

He said to Yu Qi, "Senior brother, are you here?" Seeing that Yu Qiyu was not followed by others, he couldn't help asking, "Didn't you bring that master?" ”

Seeing his description, Yu Qizhen was implicitly worried, "How is Master?" ”