"Zhang Donglin, you can't get anything," Zhang Chunmei put the phone to her ear, two tears flowing down her cheeks, "You can't get it, as early as a few months ago, Liu had already sold most of the properties under his name, and was ready to invest in Sun Village......"

"What do you say? Where are you? Sister, why are you so useless? I don't care, you hurry up and give me ......"

"Boom!" The phone fell to the grass and made a muffled sound, and the moment it fell, Zhang Chunmei heard the roar of her brother on the other end of the phone.

Now thousands of miles away, no one can find me! Lifting her feet, Chunmei stepped over the phone with an expressionless face.

Zhang Donglin, I understand, you really have no ability, and you really have no conscience. Over the years, how many benefits have I reaped! You only give flowers to women outside, and you have raised a nest of bastards, but you are my brother! You've never thought about me, okay!

I hope that you can't count on it, and I'll leave it to my fate. Chunmei sighed and walked up the winding mountain road step by step......

"Knock knock!" In the temple at the top of the mountain, there was the sound of a bell, and she raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead, Chunmei quickened her pace, and saw that she was about to reach the top of the mountain, when a bald nun wearing a gray robe ran down the stone road and hit Chunmei's shoulder.

The nun raised her eyes and saw Chunmei's frowning brows, quickly put her hands together, bowed her head and bent down, chanted an Amitabha Buddha to Chunmei, and then turned sideways to the side.

"Alas!" If she had her usual personality, Chunmei would not stop there, but now she only sighed, glanced at each other coldly, and continued to ......

"Amitabha, did the donor come to the nunnery?" The nun turned to follow.

"Let's take a break." After walking such a long mountain road, Chunmei collapsed a little.

After a while, she and the nun stepped on a flat ground paved with bluestone. A small and delicate nunnery interspersed among the ancient trees appeared in front of Chunmei's eyes.

In front of the nunnery, there is a lot of cigarette smoke, although the mountain is high and the road is far away, there are occasional pilgrims coming in and out.

"Buddhism is the nunnery presiding over the dust-free, weekdays and sister have no chance to guard this nunnery, the sister went down the mountain, just now I went to pick her up, no one followed, but saw the donor's heart was heavy, as if there was a full stomach of trouble...... "Wuchen led Chunmei to step over the high wooden threshold, raised his feet into the main hall, Chunmei looked up, in front of him a golden statue of Guanyin, is placed in the middle of the main hall, Guanyin statue eyes are gentle and clear, round body and face, shiny and clean, looking down on the pilgrims coming forward from the door, majestic and sacred.

"I'm tired, really tired." Raising her eyes to look at Guanyin, Chunmei raised her head and stood by the threshold, but there was confusion in the depths of her eyes, she put her hands together in front of her chest, and sighed, "What I wanted to get was lost in the end, and there was nothing." Even the family that I always thought would be able to hug me at the end changed their faces after knowing the result......"

"The donor has been keeping his eyes open, and he can only see that his eyes are full of prosperity, and he suffers from gains and losses. Think about it from another angle, in fact, these things you care about are not your own, so why lose them? Wuchen stood on the side of the green platform, and "dingding" knocked on the small wooden fish.

"A different angle?" Chunmei was a little puzzled, and turned her head to ask Wuchen.

"You can try to close your eyes and feel the tranquility of the mountains, and maybe you'll find that these are the things you should see."