Junlan's curiosity was completely aroused now, just like the mushrooms that sprung up, swishing and jumping, and he couldn't hold it down.

She jumped down from the donkey's back, took the reins from Miao Lao'er's hand, led the two donkeys to an old tree with a crooked neck, and bolted them, turning her head and beckoning to her master: "Master, let's go in and have a look." ”

"Okay, let's go in and have a look." Old man Miao nodded.

He wasn't curious, but he remembered what he was here for: to save people.

Regardless of whether the little apprentice's guess was right or not, there was really a poor child in the courtyard who was abused by his stepmother waiting for them to call for help, but now that they are here, they have to go in and take a look, right?

The courtyard gate was not closed, and the master and apprentice drove straight through the open courtyard gate, and after entering, Jun Lan was surprised to find that the house in front of him made of adobe was still a small courtyard with two entrances.

The courtyard in front is very empty, there are no wings on both sides, two walls are built on the left and right, and then the whole courtyard is divided into four small squares on the left, and different vegetables are planted in each small square.

The one on the right was empty, the ground was cleared, and a layer of pebbles was evenly laid on it, and a pomegranate tree with a thick bowl grew against the wall, and under the tree lay a low square table, and a few small pestles.

There was also a big-bellied narrow-mouthed bottle on the square table, with a few wildflowers in it that I don't know what their names were.

At the bottom of the courtyard are three houses, the middle one without a door or a back cover, and the two ends are straight tubes pierced by each other.

It seems that it should be the passage leading to the second courtyard.

The first impression of the whole courtyard is that it is clean and tidy, and there is a little bit of style.

It can be seen from this that the owner of the house is a person who knows how to live and is very good at enjoying life.

As for who this person who knows how to live is, it should be the hostess of this house, and the male owner is a bit silly, not like the kind of person who can live a very delicate life.

While looking at the courtyard, Jun Lan kept walking, crossed the aisle, and walked straight to the second courtyard.

The second courtyard is still clean and tidy, but there are a lot of people gathered, old and young, a bunch of people, crowded the small half of the yard.

But no one made a sound at this moment, and everyone knelt on the ground, their eyes closed, their hands folded, and their lips squirming silently.

He seems to be praying, very religious.

Jun Lan's gaze swept over a swarthy head, stretched his neck to look forward, and sure enough, he saw a simple incense desk in front of everyone.

There is a stone statue more than a foot high enshrined on the desk, and the whole is shrouded in smoke, which looks like it is hidden from time to time, and there is really a bit of mystery.

The man and the hostess knelt under it, guarding a brazier, and threw paper money into the brazier in a neat stack, with a face full of piety.

The old nun, whose hat had been blown off by the wind, had been put back on, was sitting cross-legged directly below the stone statue, dusting her in the crook of her arm, her hands folded, her lips moving, and chanting silently.

Jun Lan learned lip language for a period of time in the last days, and through the movement of the old nun's lips, he could vaguely distinguish what the other party said was "Ji Niangniang, bless, bless" and something like that.

The patients are sick and about to die, and they don't hurry up to prescribe medicine to cure the disease and save people, but they are here to pray to God and worship the Buddha, which is really ...... Ignorance.

Jun Lan sneered and pursed his lips.

When I was a child, when I was still in the orphanage, every Sunday, some men and women would come into the orphanage, and the director would take them into the bathroom on this day, wash them one by one, put them in the cleanest and neatest clothes, dress them up beautifully, and then lead them to the men and women, and find them parents for them.

Junlan was very afraid of seeing strangers when she was a child, she was nervous when she saw strangers, and when she was nervous, she couldn't control her fingernails.

In addition, she doesn't like to talk, so the whole person looks a little wooden and not very smart.

In the words of those men and women: Little girl, she looks good, but her brain is not very bright.

Adoption, naturally, I want to pick a smart and beautiful child to adopt.

Like Junlan, although he has good skin, but his brain is not very bright, no one wants to adopt him, what if he raises a fool.

Everyone is here to find a person to rely on in their old age, but they don't want to find a burden.

The children from the orphanage came and went, and every day new faces came in, and every week the children were brought home by their new fathers and mothers.

Only Junlan is uncared for.

The old dean was so worried that he scratched his scalp.

It wasn't until Junlan was seven years old that a middle-aged couple was finally willing to adopt her and brought her home.

The new home is in a small town, and the new father and mother are small traders who run a small noodle restaurant.

They live in a street-facing shop converted from an old-fashioned house, with business in the front and people in the back.

Although the days are poorer, but the new father and new mother are very good to Junlan, the new father buys her beautiful skirts and small leather shoes, the new mother combs her beautiful pigtails, every time before cooking, the new mother will be very gentle to ask Junlan what she wants to eat today.

Both husband and wife love her as their own daughter, and almost give her all their love.

Life is blissful all at once.

Junlan was frightened and uncomfortable at first, but slowly spoke later, and finally she was able to hold the couple's hands, look at the left, and call "Dad", and then look at the right, and call "Mom".

The husband and wife wept with joy, scrambling to hug her, and said that the gods had finally appeared.

On that day, the couple invited the gods to the altar, bathed and burned incense, and bowed down reverently, and the small room was full of the smell of incense and candles burning.

Jun Lan held the rag doll, stood behind the curtain, watched the whole process curiously through the gap in the curtain, and then came to a conclusion: the new father and mother once made a wish to the gods, hoping to adopt a well-behaved and sensible daughter, and then met her in the orphanage the next day.

She was a gift from the gods to her parents.

In other words, if you make a wish to the gods, the gods will help you make it happen.

Anyway, Junlan at that age understands it this way.

She also has a wish, she hopes that the gods will bless her parents to sell 118 bowls of noodles every day.

Because if you can sell 118 bowls of noodles, you can cover the family's expenses for a day, and you can save some surplus.

Save a little balance a day for fifteen years, and you can save a house.

The house they live in now is dilapidated and old, it is still rented, and they want to have a new house of their own.

So, when the couple knelt down and went to the front shop to be busy with business, Junlan followed the example of the husband and wife, knelt in front of the gods, and said his wish.

She also pressed the doll to the ground, put on a kneeling position, and helped her make a wish together, and the reward was that she would change the doll into a beautiful little dress tomorrow.

With anticipation, after a long night of waiting and a long day of suffering, when the hour hand pointed to eight o'clock in the evening, she couldn't wait to run to ask how many bowls of noodles she had sold today.

The new father and mother told her that they sold 118 bowls of noodles today.

The wish came true, Jun Lan happily circled, his eyes bent into a pair of crescent moons.

The new dad and mom are also happy and ask her if she wants anything.

There happened to be a newly opened shop across the street, selling some snacks such as sugar gourds and hawthorns, Junlan said that he wanted to eat sugar gourds, and the new father went to buy it for her with a smile, but when he checked out, he found that he forgot to bring the money, so he called the new mother to send the money over the street.

When they came back, the couple was holding a string of sugar gourds in one hand, and half a bag of hawthorn fruits wrapped in white sugar-coated in the other, their faces were full of joy, and they were still half a street away, and Jun Lan heard the laughter of the couple.

and, suddenly, the sound of explosions.

A pickup truck, I don't know how to crash into the flower bed isolation belt in the middle of the street, under the violent impact, several cans of liquefied gas in the compartment of the pickup truck exploded together!

With a deafening loud bang, the flames rose into the sky, and various debris after the explosion fell with a clatter.

What landed in front of Jun Lan was a hand in addition to some flowers and leaves that had been blown up.

The hand was large, powerful at first glance, and had turned pitch black, but it was tightly clutching a string of sugar gourds.

Junlan called the new father and mother for less than half a year, and died in this accident.

She was sent back to the orphanage.

I came back with her, and I had a small notebook.

The sky blue cover, the title page has a few big words written on it: Mei Yun'er's happiness log.

This is the diary of a new mother.

The new mother's name is Qi Meiyun, and the new father always calls her Meiyun'er affectionately, or Big Baby.

The last diary entry is dated the night before the accident, and is very short, with only a few paragraphs:

——In 2127, on the 18th day of the seventh lunar month, the weather was fine.

- Hey, I can't laugh anymore, just now I saw my little Lan Lan making a wish to the gods, wishing that me and her father could sell one hundred and eighteen bowls of noodles tomorrow, she should have heard me and her father talk about the plan to buy a house, and saw me and her father make a wish to the gods or something, so just follow the example, and press Princess Barbie on the ground to make a wish with her, hahaha, my little Lan Lan is so cute.

- Eh, this stupid child, how can there be any gods in the world, that's just a kind of spiritual sustenance of the world, her father and I just burned incense and worshiped the Buddha, that is the method given to us by the old dean, the old dean said, the children who have been abandoned by adults are very sensitive and fragile in their hearts, so we want to give this group of poor children a sense of ritual, let them know that they are also valued, are needed, but I didn't expect our family Xiaolan Lan to ...... Hahaha.

- Okay, we can't let our family Xiaolanlan, we must sell 118 bowls of noodles tomorrow, but it seems to be difficult, when the noodle restaurant business is at its best, it will only be more than 90 bowls, and tomorrow is still the public memorial day, and there will be fewer customers.

- Forget it, tomorrow her father and I will work hard, if we really can't sell so much, we will give some for free to the sanitation workers to eat, anyway, we must not let our little Lanlan's wish be disappointed.

This page is only half written, and the remaining half of the paper below has a small picture of a couple taking a little girl for a walk.

The painting skills are very touching and simple, but the little stickman has a bubble name tag on his head, so Junlan knows that the picture is painted by their family of three.

But now, in a family of three, she is the only one left.

Since then, Jun Lan no longer believes in the gods, even when the end of the world is the most frightened and helpless, everyone is burning incense and worshiping the Buddha to ask the gods for blessing, she has not lit half a stick of incense to the gods.

"There is no god in the world who is just deceiving himself."

Jun Lan withdrew her thoughts from the fire caused by the explosion, and looked at the group of villagers in front of her who were still kneeling reverently, and she couldn't help but sneer and whisper.

Kneeling in front of her was a little daughter-in-law, probably because she was young, and all organs of her body were in the healthiest and most vigorous period, the little daughter-in-law heard Jun Lan's whispers at the tip of her ear, she didn't kneel anymore, turned her head, pointed at Jun Lan, and said viciously: "You dare to question the gods!" ”

The little daughter-in-law was probably too angry, or she was born with a loud voice, her voice was loud and loud, and everyone in the courtyard was alarmed by her, and everyone turned their heads to look at Jun Lan in unison, and everyone's eyes were full of the same anger.

Junlan: "......"

She's ...... Did you accidentally poke a hornet's nest?