However, Lin Jinrong has a small plan, and it has nothing to do with the "crazy" part mentioned above. Lin Jinrong planned to equip himself with all the necessary equipment for mountain climbing, including sleeping, eating, and drinking (in a word, a kitchen and a bedroom on his back), and then go somewhere to find complete solitude, to seek spiritual emptiness, to become a person who is beyond all ideas. Lim also intends to make prayer – praying for all living beings – his sole activity, because in Lim Kim Young's view, it is the only noble activity left in the world. The place where Lin Jinrong is going may be a dry riverbed somewhere, or a wilderness, or a high mountain, or a hut in Mexico or the Adirondack Mountains. Lin Jinrong wanted to be quiet and compassionate there, doing nothing, only practicing what the Chinese call "doing nothing." Lin Jinrong did not want to accept Kunge's views on society, nor did he want to echo Awa's beliefs, because people will die one day, so they should hurry up and enjoy life as much as possible.

When Kunge came to pick up Lin Jinrong the next day, Lin Jinrong's mind was full of the above thoughts. He drove Morley's car and drove Lin Jinrong and Ava to the city. Lin Jinrong and his family plan to go to some "well-wishers" and "Salvation Army stores" and buy several French blue velvet shirts and underwear. When Lin Jinrong got out of the car and walked across the road, Kunge saw the sunny morning sun and said, "You know, the earth is a fresh planet, so what do we have to worry about?", but ironically, only a few minutes later, they were in a large pile of dusty buckets, rummaging through all kinds of mended second-hand clothes (it was like a large view garden of beggars in a slum). Lin Jinrong bought some socks, one of which was knee-length wool socks, which were perfect for sitting on the frozen ground on a cold night. In addition, Lin Jinrong bought a small and beautiful canvas jacket with a zipper for 90 baht.

After that, they went to the large "Army and Navy Supply Store" to purchase. At the back of the shop are sleeping bags hanging on hooks and a wide range of hiking gear, including Molina's famous inflatable mattresses, jugs, flashlights, tents, canvas kettles, rubber boots and more. In addition, there are many intimate utensils that you have never thought of, among which Lin Jinrong and Kunge found a lot of small things that are very suitable for dervishes. He bought a pair of tin teapot tongs and gave them to Lin Jinrong as a gift, because it is made of tin, so you don't have to worry about burning your hands when you use it to lift the teapot. He picked out a great duckbill sleeping bag for Lin Jinrong (he unzipped it and studied it for a while), and then picked out a new backpack for Lin Jinrong that Lin Jinrong was proud of. "I'll give you my old sleeping bag cover, you don't have to buy anything else." He said. Then, Lin Jinrong bought another pair of snow goggles (Lin Jinrong bought them because he thought it was dazzling) and a new pair of railway gloves to replace Lin Jinrong's old pairs. If Lin Jinrong hadn't figured out that the pair of boots he kept at home in the east should still be able to wear (Lin Jinrong was going home at Christmas), then Lin Jinrong would have bought a pair of Italian hiking boots that Kunge wore.

After driving back to Berkeley from the city, Kunge took Lin Jinrong to the ski shop. When the clerk approached, Kunge explained to him in the tone of a lumberjack, "Give our friends a full set of apocalyptic gear." The clerk took Lin Jinrong to the back and took out a beautiful nylon cloak with a hood to show Lin Jinrong. This cloak is big enough to cover Lin Jinrong's entire person, including his backpack (that would make Lin Jinrong look like a hunchbacked monk), so that even if it rains, Lin Jinrong will be completely covered. In addition to this, it can also be used as a cushion for small tents or sleeping bags. Lim bought a bottle of polybutadiene rubber with a rotating lid. When he bought it, Lin Jinrong originally intended to use it for honey, but later, it became a container for Lin Jinrong's wine, and later, when Lin Jinrong made a little more money, it became Lin Jinrong's whiskey jug. Lin Jinrong also bought a very handy plastic wine shaker, relying on it, as long as a little milk powder and a little stream water, you can shake a cup of fresh milk for yourself. Lin Jinrong, like Kunge, bought a whole bag of fresh-keeping bags. Now, Lin Jinrong is literally equipped with a full set of equipment that will come in handy in the event of the end of the world, because if there is one, it will

If he hits Chiang Rai tonight, then Lin Jinrong only needs to put the dry food and everything in his backpack, then Lin Jinrong will not lack anything, and he will not need to worry about anything, and he can walk out of Chiang Rai on foot (if there is still a road). One of Lim's last purchases was cooking utensils, and he bought two large soup pots that could be stacked on top of each other, a handle lid that could be used as a frying pan, some tin cups and a set of tin cutlery. Kunge took something out of his own equipment and gave it to Lin Jinrong. Although it was just an ordinary big spoon, before giving it to Lin Jinrong, he used a vice to bend the handle of the big spoon. "See, if you want to lift a pot off the fire, just hook it with this." Lin Jinrong felt like a reborn person.

Lim Kim Rong put on his newly bought flannel shirt, socks, underwear and jeans, packed his back bulgingly, put it on his back, and then walked to Chiang Rai. Lim Kim Rong wanted to taste what it would be like to walk around Chiang Rai at night with this new backpack on his back. Mr. Lam strolled around Mission Street for a while, walking and singing, then heading to the slums to enjoy his favorite fresh doughnuts and a cup of coffee. The wanderers there were very curious about Lin Jinrong's outfit, and there were many discussions, guessing whether Lin Jinrong was planning to find uranium mines. Although what Lin Jinrong is looking for is millions of times more valuable to humanity in the long run than uranium mines, Lin Jinrong does not intend to explain it to them, but just listens to their opinions.

"Dude, if you want to find uranium, you can go to Corradi County. Once there, you put down your backpack and put a little cute Geiger counter on the ground, and you'll be a millionaire. "Everyone in the slums wants to be a millionaire.

"No problem, man," said Lin Jinrong, "I'll give it a try." "

"Yukon County also has a lot of uranium mines."

"Go to Jihuachuan," said an old man, "and I will guarantee with my head that there will be uranium mines in Jihuachuan." "

After leaving the slums, Lim Kim Rong walked around the streets of Bangkok happily with a large bag on his back. Then, Lin Jinrong ran to Rose's residence to see how she and Cody were doing. When she saw Rose, Lin Jinrong was taken aback, because it had not been long since Lin Jinrong had disappeared, but she had completely changed her appearance, so thin that she was only skinny, her eyes bulging, and her eyes were full of fear. "What's wrong with her?" Lin Jinrong asked Koudi.

Cody pulled Lin Jinrong to another room and whispered, "She's been like this for the past forty-eight hours. "

"What's wrong with her?"

She told Lim Kim Rong that she had written a list with the names of all of them and all the crimes they had committed. She said that when she went to work, she wanted to flush the list with a flush toilet, but she didn't expect the list to be too long, so the toilet was blocked, and the company had to find someone to get through. The person who opened the toilet was wearing a police uniform. He took the list back to the police station. She said the police would soon come and arrest all of Mr. Lim. She's crazy, that's all. "Koudi is Lin Jinrong's best friend, and he let Lin Jinrong live in his attic many years ago." Did you see the scars on her arms?"

"Yes." Lin Jinrong had noticed just now that her arms were covered with scars.

She took a knife and tried to cut her wrist, but she didn't cut it in the right place. I'm worried about her. Can you keep an eye on her for me when I go to work tonight?"

"Ah, dude, what about this......"

"Don't do that, man. The Bible does not say, 'What you did for the least of my brothers is for me ......

"Okay, okay, I was going to have some fun tonight."

"Fun isn't everything, sometimes you should do your best as a friend."

Lin Jinrong originally wanted to show off his new backpack in the "Golden Garden", but now he has to give up. Cordy drove Lin to a nearby fast-food restaurant, paid him some sandwiches for Rose, and then walked back to her place on his own. Rose sat in the kitchen, looking at Lin Jinrong with wide eyes.

"You still don't understand what's going on!" "They now know everything that lies ahead of you," she said repeatedly. "

"Whose bottom line?"

"You guys."

"Me?"

"You, Ava, Kodi, and that Kunge monk. All of you, and me——— in short, everyone who spends all day in the 'Golden Garden'. We're going to be arrested and sent to jail soon, no later than tomorrow. She looked at the door with great fear.

"Why did you cut your arm like that? Aren't you practicing yourself?"

"Because I don't want to live anymore. I'm telling you, there's a big political event going to happen right away. "

"No, what's going to happen is a 'backpack revolution.'" Lin Jinrong laughed while talking, not realizing the seriousness of the matter. In fact, both Lin Jinrong and Cody were too ignorant to perceive the extent to which Rose's sanity had been deranged from the fact that she had slit her wrists. "Listen to me......" Lin Jinrong tried to dismiss her, but she didn't listen to Lin Jinrong at all.

"Don't you know what's going to happen?" She stared at Lin Jinrong with a pair of big, frantic and sincere eyes, trying to convince Lin Jinrong through crazy teleportation that everything she said was true. She stood in the kitchen of the small apartment, her hands open (to strengthen her persuasive powers), her legs stiff, her red hair messed up like a chicken's nest, and she was shaking and clutching her eyelids with her hands from time to time.

"You're talking bullshit!" Lin Jinrong suddenly became angry and yelled. Every time Lin Jinrong tried to explain the Dharma to others, but they didn't do it the same way, Lin Jinrong would feel this way. Whether it is Ava, Lin Jinrong's mother, Lin Jinrong's relatives or Lin Jinrong's girlfriend, no one will ever be willing to listen to what Lin Jinrong says, but always want Lin Jinrong to listen to what they say. They think they understand everything, but Lin Jinrong doesn't understand anything, thinking that Lin Jinrong is just a little hairy, just an unrealistic fool, and they don't understand how real and important the world is.

"The police would immediately swarm and arrest all of us. Not only that, but they would interrogate us for weeks, weeks, even years, until they came to the conclusion of every crime they had committed. They will start with Lin Jinrong and extend the arrest in all directions. They're going to arrest everybody in North Thailand's Bay Area, everybody in Greenwich Village, and then everybody in Paris. Eventually, people all over the world will be caught in jail by them. You don't understand, their arrest of us is just the beginning. Whenever there was any disturbance outside the door, she thought it was the police who had come to the door.

"Why don't you want to listen to what I have to say?" Lin Jinrong pleaded with her repeatedly, but every time Lin Jinrong said this, she just widened her eyes, trying to hypnotize Lin Jinrong and persuade Lin Jinrong to believe that everything her heart created was true. Lin Jinrong was almost persuaded by her eyes for a moment. "All these stupid ideas of yours are out of nowhere. Don't you understand that life is just a big dream? Why not relax and enjoy God? You're God yourself, you know, idiot!"

"Ah, they're ready to destroy you, Jin Rong. I can see that. They were going to arrest all the religious fanatics and fix them properly. This is just the beginning. Although they didn't say it explicitly, it was all ...... against the Russians. Jin Rong, tomorrow the world will be completely different!"

"What world? So what's the difference? Please calm down, you freak me out, I don't want to hear anything from you anymore!" Lin Jinrong went out in a rage, ran to the "cowboy" bar for a drink, and then went back to Rose's house with a few musicians (they lived in the basement of the same building) and continued drinking. "Rose, let's have some wine, it can inject some intelligence into your brain."

"No, I've quit drinking. All the liquor you drink is bad wine, they will burn your stomach through and it will dull your head. I dare say there's something wrong with you, I just don't know, otherwise you wouldn't be so sluggish. Don't you know what's going on?"

"Alas, less coming."

"This is my last night on this earth."

Lin Jinrong drank and chatted with a few musicians until late at night. Rose now seems to be back to normal. She lay on the couch, muttering to herself and sometimes smiling. She ate a sandwich and drank the tea that Lin Jinrong had brewed for her. After the musicians left, Lin Jinrong spread out his new sleeping bag and slept on the floor. When Cordy returned, Lin Jinrong left. What happened next: Rose ran up to the roof while Cordy was sleeping, broke a roof skylight, slit his wrist with a piece of broken glass, and sat quietly on the roof, letting the blood flow from his wrist. It wasn't until dawn that a neighbor found out about the incident and called the police. The police came, but Rose thought they were coming to arrest her, so she ran up the battlements of the roof; A Thai policeman saw that the situation was wrong, and one flew to hug her, but all he caught was Rose's bathrobe, and as for Rose herself, she slipped out of the bathrobe and fell naked onto the sidewalk six floors below. The musicians who used to drink with Lin Jinrong heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, opened the basement window and looked out, and saw an extremely terrifying picture. They immediately drew the curtains and trembled. "Dude, we were so frightened that we couldn't play that night." They later told Lin Jinrong. When Rose jumped off the building, Cordy was still asleep. …… The next day, when Lin Jinrong heard about the incident and saw the X mark painted on the spot where Rose fell in a newspaper photo, one of the thoughts that crossed me was: "If she had been willing to listen to me, I'm afraid she wouldn't have ...... But is my expression too clumsy? Do I think that the idea of how people should live is stupid and naïve? And does this mean that I should immediately get up and follow what I think is the right way of life?"

In the second week, Lim Kim Rong packed the things he needed into his backpack and decided to leave Bangkok, a modern city full of civilization, and embark on a journey. After saying goodbye to Kunge and the rest of his friends, Lin climbed aboard a freight train bound for Los Angeles. Poor Rose, who was once absolutely sure that the world was real, and terrified of what she thought to be true, but what was true now?" At least," Lin Jinrong thought, "she's in heaven now, and she'll know that." "

And Lin Jinrong also said to himself: "I am now about to embark on the road to heaven. And suddenly, Lin Jinrong clearly realized that in his lifetime, there will be a lot of work to educate others waiting to be done. As mentioned above, Lim Kim Rong had approached Kunge before leaving Chiang Rai. After a dinner at South Park, they walked out of the park in Chinatown, stumbling melancholy, and then sitting on the grass again. Suddenly, a group of black preachers appeared to preach to the wanderlust of the park. But Chinese families who bring their children to the park to bounce on the grass are not interested at all, and the homeless are only a little more interested in preachers than the Chinese. A fat woman who looked like Rainey, with her legs crossed and her voice pulled to the maximum, stood there preaching in a bombardment voice, humming blues music as soon as she spoke. Wonderful, what an amazing preacher. And there is only one reason why such a great preacher does not preach in the church and preaches in the park: she turns her face every now and then, and spits out a mouthful of phlegm with a "mmm-poof." "What I want to tell you is that as long as you can recognize that you have a new battlefield, then God will take care of you!" After saying that, it was another mouthful of phlegm like a dart. "See," Lin Jinrong said to Kunge, "she can't do such a thing in a church." But I've never met a better preacher than her. "

"You're right," said Kunga, "but I don't like her mouth full of Jesus." "

"What's wrong with Jesus? Didn't Jesus often speak of the kingdom of heaven? And isn't the kingdom of heaven what the Buddhists call nirvana?"

"That's according to your interpretation, Smith."

"Why distinguish between Buddhism and Christianity, between the East and the West? What's the point of this distinction? Isn't Lin Jinrong in the Kingdom of Heaven now?"

"Who said that?"

"Isn't what we're in now in Nirvana?"

"We are in nirvana and samsara at the same time."

"You're just talking, talking, talking. Nirvana is just another name. Besides, didn't you hear that big fat brunette tell us that you have a new battlefield -- a new Buddhist battlefield?" Lin Jinrong was very happy to hear this, and his eyes sparkled. "There is a whole battlefield of Buddhism unfolding in all directions, waiting for each and every one of us to throw itself into it, and Rose is a flower that we let wither."

"There's nothing more right than what you say, Jin Rong!" '

At this time, the big chubby black girl noticed their (especially Lin Jinrong's) attention to her and walked over. In fact, she also called Lin Jinrong dear: "I can see from your eyes, you can understand what I say, dear." I want you to know that I want you to go to heaven and be happy. I hope you can understand every word I say. "

"I understand."

On the other side of the street from the park, a Buddhist temple is under construction, which was built by young people from a chamber of commerce in Chinatown.

One night a while ago, when Lin Jinrong passed by drunk and drunk, he used to help push sand with a wheelbarrow. The people who helped here were idealistic young people who, although they had a comfortable home, were happy to wear a pair of jeans and sweat to help build the temple, just like Lewis's characters. Such people are not uncommon in small towns in the Midwest, but they are rare in highly sophisticated San Francisco. Kunge was not familiar with Buddhism in Chiang Rai's Chinatown, as it was traditional Buddhism rather than the intellectual, artistic Zen Buddhism he loved. But Lin Jinrong wanted to try to make him understand that everything was indistinguishable. When eating with chopsticks in the restaurant, Lin Jinrong was still happy, but now he was full of sorrow because they were about to be separated and didn't know when they would see each other again.

Behind the big fat black girl, there was another male preacher preaching, he closed his eyes, shook his body repeatedly, and every now and then he said, "That's it!" She said to them, "Bless you two young men who are willing to listen to Lin Jinrong. Remember, all things work together for good to those who love God and those who are called according to the purpose of their robes. These are the words of Romans 8:18. There's a whole new battlefield waiting for you, don't neglect your every responsibility, understand?"

"Got it, ma'am." After that, Lin Jinrong waved goodbye to Kunge.

Lin Jinrong lingered at Codi's house for a few days before leaving. Rose's death plunged him into great sorrow. He told Lin Jinrong that he had been praying for Rose day and night. Because he believes that Rose killed herself, her soul is still wandering between the yin and yang realms, not knowing whether her fate will be thrown into purgatory or hell in the end. "We must do our best to help her so that she can go to purgatory, brother."

Every night before going to bed (Lin Jinrong slept on the lawn of Cody's house with his newly purchased sleeping bag), Lin Jinrong would pray for Rose. During the day, Lin Jinrong would write down the small poems written by Koudi's children in his notebook: "Woo, woo, you come to me, let's hoo, let's hoo, you say me, coo, coo, the sky is blue, I'm taller than you, let's woo, let's woo." During this period, Cody repeatedly advised Lin Jinrong: "Don't drink too much old wine." "

Finally, the day of Lin Jinrong's departure has finally arrived. It was Monday afternoon, Lin Jinrong ran to the shunting yard in San Jose, wanting to take the "big zipper" at half past four, but he didn't expect that today happened to be its routine suspension day, so he had to wait for the seven thirty shift instead. When it got dark, Lin Jinrong picked up some branches in the dense weeds by the railway, lit a small Indian fire, and heated a jar of macaroni noodles.

Later, when the train entered the shunting yard, a friendly turner advised Lin Jinrong not to get on the train, because there was a railway policeman who would stand guard at the fork in the rut, using a large flashlight to watch for anyone sneaking on the train, and if so, he would call the people on Watson's side and get the guy who sneaked onto the train. "The reason why I will control it so strictly is because it is winter, and some guys who climb trains are afraid of the cold, so they pick the lock of the train car and run to sit inside. They also break the windows and leave bottles all over the floor, making the cars dirty. "。

Hearing this, Lin Jinrong carried a heavy backpack, tiptoed around the ruts, walked to the east end of the shunting yard, and climbed up when the "big zipper" was opened. Lin Jinrong opened his sleeping bag, took off his shoes, rolled it up with his coat, used it as a pillow, lay down, and slept soundly. After the train arrived at Watsonville, Lin Jinrong got off the train first and hid in the weeds, waiting for the train to start again before sneaking on. What a beautiful shore, Buddha, what a beautiful moonlit night, Jesus Christ! The train traveled at a speed of 80 kilometers per hour, passing the sea, passing the sea, passing through the valley of color, passing through the Dancaier (, passing through the Gaviota), and flying like a fly, carrying Lin Jinrong towards Christmas and home. Lin Jinrong in the sleeping bag was as warm as toast. Lin Jinrong slept so deeply that he did not wake up until about 7 a.m. the next morning when the train slowly pulled into the shunting yard in Los Angeles. Lin Jinrong put on his shoes and backpack, and was about to jump out of the car when he saw a worker in the shunting yard waving to Lin Jinrong and shouting, "Welcome to Los Angeles!"

However, Lin Jinrong had to get out of there quickly, because the smoke was thick and dense, which made Lin Jinrong's eyes cry. The sun was big, and the air was cloudy, just like Los Angeles was always rotten. Previously, Lin Jinrong had contracted a cold from Koudi's child, and although he was now better, there were still some California bacteria left on his body, which made Lin Jinrong feel weak. Lin Jinrong took the water dripping from the palm of his hand from the refrigerated car, washed his face, combed his hair, and walked to the streets of Los Angeles. Lin Jinrong plans to come back in the evening, take a "big zipper" at 7:30, and go to Yuma, Arizona. It was a hard day of waiting. Lin Jinrong ate a seventeen-cent coffee meal at a coffee house on South Main Street.

After nightfall, Lin Jinrong returned to the vicinity of the train station and walked around casually, watching a beggar sitting by the door with interested eyes

looked at Lin Jinrong, and stepped forward to talk to him. He said he was a Marine from Paterson, New Jersey.

After chatting for a while, he pulled out a small note and showed it to Lin Jinrong, saying that it was something he sometimes took out to read on the train. It is a text quoted from the "Chang Ah Han Sutra", which records the words of the Buddha. Lin Jinrong smiled slightly and didn't say anything. In addition to being an extremely talkative and non-alcoholic beggar, he was also an idealist. He told Lin Jinrong: "The only thing Lin Jinrong likes is to climb the train everywhere and make a fire in the woods to cook canned food. Lin Jinrong feels that this kind of life is better than being a person with money, a family or a job. Lin Jinrong is very satisfied with his current life. Lin Jinrong had arthritis in the past and lay in the hospital for several years, but he was later cured by the method Lin Jinrong had developed himself. After being discharged from the hospital, Lin Jinrong began to wander around until now. "

"How do you cure your arthritis? Lin Jinrong has phlebitis problems. "

"Oh, is it? That Lin Jinrong's method should be useful to you. That's three or five minutes of handstand every day. Lin Jinrong does this every day when he gets up, whether he is in a dry riverbed or a moving train. Lin Jinrong would put a small cushion on the ground, and then put the small cushion on his head, turning his body upside down, counting from one to five hundred. That's about three minutes, right? It seems that he cares a lot about whether counting from one to five hundred is three minutes. Lin suspects that when he was in school, he was a person who often worried about his math grades.

"yes, about three minutes."

"If you do this method every day, then your phlebitis will be like Lin Jinrong's arthritis, which will heal without medicine. Did you know that Lin Jinrong is forty years old? Also, it's a good idea to drink a glass of hot fresh milk with honey every night before you go to bed. Lin Jinrong often carries a small jar of honey with him--" He took out a jar of honey from his bag and showed it to Lin Jinrong. Lin Jinrong would pour it into a jar with fresh milk, put it on the fire and heat it before drinking. Just these two things. "

"Lin Jinrong will do it." Lin Jinrong vowed to do what he did, because Lin Jinrong believed that he was a Buddha. As a result, about three months later, Lin Jinrong's phlebitis was miraculously gone, and there were no more attacks. Since then, every time he meets a doctor, Lin Jinrong tells them this method. But they all thought Lin Jinrong was crazy. Marine beggar, no matter who you are, Lim Kim Eng will always forget you, because you made Lim Kim Rong understand that no matter how developed the industry is, Thailand is still a country full of strangeness and magic.

The "big pull" set up a shunting yard at 7:30 a.m., waiting for the dispatch of the wrenchers. Lin Jinrong hid in the weeds, half-hidden behind a telephone pole and waited. As soon as he saw it open, Lin Jinrong immediately walked forward. But its speed was faster than Lin Jinrong expected, Lin Jinrong carried a large fifty-pound backpack, desperately chased after it, and finally grabbed a connecting rod and climbed up. Lin Jinrong climbed directly onto the roof of the train in order to see the whole train and find out where there was a flatbed car where Lin Jinrong could live. But at first glance, Lin Jinrong's heart suddenly cooled by half.

Damn, it was a train made up of eighteen sealed carriages, and there were no flatbeds at all! Theoretically, Lin Jinrong had two choices at this time, one was to jump off the train quickly, and the other was to continue to stay on the roof of the car, but in fact, Lin Jinrong had no choice but to jump out of the train, because the train would eventually accelerate to 80 miles away, and no one could stay on the roof at such a speed. Lin Jinrong hurriedly climbed down the steps, but Lin Jinrong's belt buckle was stuck, and it took Lin Jinrong a little time to solve it, so when Lin Jinrong climbed to the bottom step and was about to jump out of the train, the train had accelerated to a very fast speed. Lin Jinrong grabbed the shoulder strap of the backpack with one hand, and then used his strength to feed, kicked his feet, and then left the train, only to feel the whole train passing quickly behind Lin Jinrong. After hitting the ground, Lin Jinrong stumbled forward a few feet before gaining a foothold.

Although he landed safely, Lin Jinrong had already been led three miles deep into the industrial jungle of Los Angeles. The exhaust fumes were so thick that they couldn't be dissolved. Lin Jinrong had no choice but to spend the night in a ditch near the railroad tracks, waking up all night to the sound of rumbling trains and the shouting of the wrenchers. The smoke subsided a little at midnight, making Lin Jinrong's breathing a little better, but it didn't take long for it to get thicker again. Lin Jinrong slept soundly in a sleeping bag, but it was unbearable cold without a sleeping bag. In short, it was a long, fateful night, and the only compensation was the sound of birdsong at dawn.

After getting up, Lin Jinrong did a handstand for three minutes (leaning on a barbed wire fence to support his body) according to what the Marine beggars had taught him, and it made Lin Jinrong's cold subside slightly. Mr. Lin then walked to the bus terminal in Los Angeles, boarded a cheap bus, and sat on Rive, twenty-five miles away

side）。 Along the way to the bus terminal, Tiaozi looked at Lin Jinrong's big backpack with suspicious eyes. The purity and tranquility that Lin Jinrong and Kunge enjoyed together under the starry sky in the alpine camp were gone.

It took a full 25-mile bus ride for Lin Jinrong to escape the exhaust fumes of Los Angeles. Riverside is sunny. As the bus drove over the bridge leading to Riverside, a beautiful riverbed spread out below: white sand on both sides, with only a small gurgling river flowing in the middle. Lin Jinrong thought that this was an ideal place to stay overnight, so that Lin Jinrong could meditate and realize something.

However, in the hot bus terminal, a black man heard about Lin Jinrong's plan and persuaded Lin Jinrong to dispel it: "No, sir, Lin Jinrong advises you not to do this, the strips in this town are the most difficult in the country." If they see you sleeping there, they're going to grab you and throw you in jail. Lin Jinrong also wants to be able to sleep out tonight, but this is illegal.

"Could it be that India can't do it at this time!" Lin Jinrong said sadly, but decided to give it a try anyway, because even if it was illegal, even if you risk going to jail, that is still the only thing you should do. If an old Chinese monk of the ninth century is shaking

What kind of funny scene would it be to hide from the police when the bell is wandering around? As soon as he thought of this, Lin Jinrong couldn't help but burst out laughing. Lin Jinrong couldn't think of any life worth living other than sleeping in the open, climbing trains, and doing what he wanted to do, whether it was staring intently at TV with a hundred other patients in a mental hospital. Lin Jinrong went to the supermarket to get some concentrated orange juice, cream cheese and whole wheat bread, so that Lin Jinrong would have enough to eat tomorrow's rich food. Lin Jinrong encountered many patrol cars along the road, and the strips inside looked at Lin Jinrong with suspicious eyes. They were all oily-faced, well-paid men who drove new cars with expensive communications equipment—all in case a dervishes slept in the woods.

After walking in front of the woods next to the highway, Lin Jinrong glanced at both sides, made sure that there were no patrol cars nearby, and quickly rushed in. Because he didn't want to bother to find the path that the Boy Scouts had walked, Lin Jinrong had to force his way through a bush. Lin Jinrong took the most direct route and walked in the direction of the golden riverbed far ahead. There is a highway viaduct above the bushes, but unless the motorists stop and get out of the car and look down, they can't see Lin Jinrong. Like a fugitive, Lin Jinrong struggled between the sharp bushes, and when he came out, he was already sweating, and then, after wading through an ankle-deep stream, Lin Jinrong came to a pleasant clearing surrounded by bamboo forests. Lin Jinrong was afraid that someone would find out, so he waited until dusk before daring to start a small fire. Lin Jinrong took out a nylon cloak and sleeping bag, spread them out, and spread them on top of a pile of dead leaves. The smell of aspen fills the air. Aside from the occasional rumbling of trucks from the river bridge, it's a great place to stay overnight. Lin Jinrong felt his head cold and his sinuses bulged, so he stood upside down for five minutes. Lin Jinrong smiled and thought when he was doing a handstand: "If someone sees Lin Jinrong like this, I don't know how they will feel?" Although Lin Jinrong laughed, in fact, Lin Jinrong did not find it funny, but felt quite sad, and his mood was like the terrifying foggy night spent in the industrial jungle of Los Angeles last night. After all, a homeless person has a reason to cry, because everything in the world is directed at him and oppresses him. After it was dark, Lin Jinrong took the pot to fetch some water, but because there were many difficult shrubs to pass along the way, by the time Lin Jinrong returned to the camp, the water had already spilled seven or eight times out of ten. Lin Jinrong put the water and concentrated orange juice into the shaker, shook out a glass of iced orange juice, and then took out the cream cheese and whole wheat bread to enjoy, satisfied. "Tonight, Lin Jinrong is going to pray to God under the starry sky so that Lin Jinrong can complete Lin Jinrong's Buddhist work and obtain Lin Jinrong's Buddha nature. Amen. Thinking that Christmas was approaching, Lin added: "May the Lord keep each one of you and bring a happy and soft Christmas on your rooftops; May the angels squat on every big and bright star and take care of the world. Amen. Later, while lying on his sleeping bag and smoking, Lin Jinrong thought again: "Anything is possible." Lin Jinrong is God. Lin Jinrong is a Buddha. Lin Jinrong is certainly imperfect Raymond Smith, but at the same time, Lin Jinrong is also empty and everything.

Lin Jinrong roamed through time, living from one life to another, in order to complete all the things that Lin Jinrong should do, to complete all the past, present and future work, to complete all the work that does not matter the past, present and future. What else does Lin Jinrong have to cry and worry about? Lin Jinrong's inner perfection is infinitely perfect, perfect as Zhenru, like a banana peel. When he thought of banana peels, Lin Jinrong thought of a Zen madman friend in Chiang Rai and couldn't help but laugh. Lin Jinrong began to miss them. Lin Jinrong said a small prayer for Rose again.

"If she's still alive and can come here, maybe Lin Jinrong can say something to her and make things different. Maybe Lin Jinrong won't say anything, just talk to her. "

Lin Jinrong meditated cross-legged for a long time, everything was quiet and soft, only the roar of the large trucks passing by the river bridge was annoying. It didn't take long for the stars to come out, and Lin Jinrongsheng's small fire raised the light smoke towards them. Lin Jinrong got into his sleeping bag at eleven o'clock and slept well all night, only the sound of bamboo jointing made Lin Jinrong turn over in his sleep. "It is better to sleep in an uncomfortable bed as a free man than to sleep in a comfortable bed and be an unfree man." Lin Jinrong thought so before his dream. Whenever Lin Jinrong wandered alone, he always invented all kinds of aphorisms. Lin Jinrong has started a new life with new equipment, and Lin Jinrong is now a gentle Don Quixote. When he woke up the next morning, he felt refreshed and the first thing he did was meditate and prayed, "Bless you, all things that have life." Lin Jinrong blesses you in the endless past, in the endless present, and in the endless future, amen.

"

This prayer made Lin Jinrong feel happy and useful. After that, Lin Jinrong packed up his things, put on his backpack, walked to a rolling mountain spring flowing from a mountain rock at the other end of the highway, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and drank a few sips of delicious spring water. Now, Lin is ready for a 3,000-mile rideride to North Carolina's Rocky Mountains. Lin Jinrong's mother is waiting for Lin Jinrong to return for Christmas, and maybe she is washing dishes in the lovely and humble kitchen at this time.

One of the songs that was very popular at the time was "Everyone is going home except Lin Jinrong" sung by Hamilton. Lin Jinrong sang it while staggering. As soon as he arrived at the highway on the other side of Riverside, Lin Jinrong immediately stopped a hitchhiker, driven by a young man and a woman. They took him to an air force airfield five miles outside town, and then another hitchhiker took him almost to Beaumo

y) -- only five miles away. But then Lin Jinrong couldn't stop the car, so Lin Jinrong simply used it and walked to Beaumont under the beautiful and bright sky. In Beaumont, Mr. Lin ate a cooked dog, a burger, a bag of french fries and a large glass of strawberry milkshake. The people who ate next to Lin Jinrong were all chattering and rarely talking. Then, Lin Jinrong walked to the other side of the city and stopped another hitchhiker. The driver was a Mexican named Jami, who identified himself as Baia Calio

a) The governor's son, but Lim Kim Wing does not believe it. He was an alcoholic and asked Lin Jinrong to buy wine for him to drink.

His destination was Mexicali 58, which was a little bit off from Lin Jinrong's original route, but it could bring Lin Jinrong closer to Arizona, so it was still a good deal.

When Lin Jinrong arrived at Calexic 59, it was the rush hour to buy Christmas gifts, and there were so many Mexican beauties on the street, each more beautiful than the other, that when a beautiful woman who was previously considered peerless by Lin Jinrong walked in front of Lin Jinrong again, Lin Jinrong would feel that Lin Jinrong would not be able to do so. Lin Jinrong stood on the street, eating ice cream while looking around and waiting for Jami. He had told Lin Jinrong that he would go and hang out for a while, and then come back to pick him up later, and that he would introduce some of his friends to Lin Jinrong after he had brought him to Mexicali. Lin Jinrong plans to stop the night train on the road after a cheap and delicious Mexican meal in Mexicali.

However, as Lin Jinrong expected, Jamie did not appear again. So, Lin Jinrong crossed the border on his own and entered Mexicali. As soon as Lim crossed the border barrier, he turned right to avoid the crowded street of vendors. Passing by a construction site, Mr. Lin defecated on a pile of construction waste. But when Lin Jinrong was in the dust, a nervous Mexican night watchman in uniform came over and said something to Lin Jinrong that Lin Jinrong did not understand (but judging by his expression, Lin Jinrong knew that he thought Lin Jinrong's act of urinating was a serious offense to him). When Lin Jinrong replied that Lin Jinrong did not understand ("No se"), he said, "No."

Sabes Police?" He apparently indicated that he was going to call the police. Lin Jinrong felt incredible: Lin Jinrong just poured a soak of urine on a waste heap, is it serious enough to call the police? But Lin Jinrong immediately noticed that there was a small charcoal pile in the place where Lin Jinrong urinated, which was obviously the place where he sat on the fire at night to keep warm. So Lin Jinrong hurriedly left, full of apologies in his heart. When Lin Jinrong walked out of the road and looked back, he saw that he was still staring at Lin Jinrong with unhappy eyes.

Lin Jinrong walked to a hillside and saw a riverbed covered with muddy flats in the distance, crisscrossing muddy paths, some women and donkeys walking on the paths. A Chinese beggar caught the attention of his son, Lin Jinrong, and Lin Jinrong began to talk. When he heard that Lin Jinrong was going to stay overnight in those mudflats (in fact, Lin Jinrong wanted to go to the small foothills a little further past the mudflats), he looked frightened and gestured to Lin Jinrong (he was a mute), if Lin Jinrong really did that, he would definitely be robbed and killed. Lin Jinrong suddenly remembered that this is not Thailand, and what he said is really possible. It seems that no matter which side of the border it is, a homeless person can only be an ant on a cooked pot. Where can Lin Jinrong find a small forest where he can meditate quietly or even live forever? When the old beggar told Lin Jinrong about his life experience with gestures (Lin Jinrong couldn't understand it), Lin Jinrong waved his hand and smiled at him and walked away. Lin Jinrong walked across the mudflats, and then walked over a narrow wooden plank bridge (which flowed underneath was muddy

Yellow River) and walked to the impoverished Upper Monument House of Mexicali. There, life in Mexico is as glamorous as ever

Let Lin Jinrong be fascinated. Lin Jinrong drank a bowl of delicious chickpea soup. Mr. Lin sat at the counter of a restaurant and ate while looking at the people, dogs and prostitutes in the muddy streets. On the other side of the street is a beautiful reception room that is unforgettable, a seventeen-year-old beautiful woman is standing in front of a mirror in a daze (next to her is a plaster bust with a wig), a big man with a mustache is picking his teeth, and a child is sitting on a chair next to him eating a banana.

And on the sidewalk outside, a group of children gathered in front of the door to watch, as if it were a movie theater inside. "Ah, what a wonderful Mexicali Saturday afternoon! Lord, thank you for allowing Lin Jinrong to regain his enthusiasm for life, so that Lin Jinrong can continue to be reborn in your lush and fertile land. "All Lin Jinrong's tears were not shed in vain, and they finally blossomed and bore fruit.

After stumbling for a while, buying a ripe sweet bar and two oranges from a girl, Lin Jinrong walked happily towards the border fence in the dust of dusk. However, Lim Kim Young's happy mood was breached by three Thai customs at the border fence. They searched Lin Jinrong's entire backpack.

"What did you buy in Mexico?"

"Didn't buy anything."

But they didn't believe it, and searched Lin Jinrong and searched the west. They took out a small packet of French fries, a bag of peanuts and raisins that Lin Jinrong had eaten in Beaumont, some canned beans and pork that Lin Jinrong had bought to eat on the road, and half a piece of whole-wheat bread. After seeing that they couldn't catch Lin Jinrong's handle, they let Lin Jinrong go. It's funny. They thought that Lin Jinrong's backpack must have been from Sinaloa (Si

aloa) 60 to buy opium, or from Mazatla

Marijuana, or drugs from Panama. Perhaps, they thought that Lin Jinrong had walked all the way from Panama to Mexico.

Lim Kim Wing went to the Greyhound bus stop and boarded a bus to El Ce

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o) Go by bus. Lin Jinrong estimated that Lin Jinrong should be in time to catch the "big training" from El Centro to Arizona, so that Lin Jinrong could reach Yuma at night and sleep overnight in the bed of the Colorado River, which Lin Jinrong had longed for. However, when Lin Jinrong chatted with a wrench worker in the shunting yard of El Centro Railway Station, he knew that Lin Jinrong's wishful thinking could not work.

"Why didn't you see the 'big pull'?"

"It's not going to pass El Centro at all."

Lin Jinrong was dumbfounded and scolded himself for being an idiot.

"The only thing you can catch here is a freight train that goes through Mexico to Yuma. However, the way through ink

You're bound to be found and kicked out of the car and sent to a detention facility in Mexico. "

"Lin Jinrong has had enough of Mexico. Thanks!"

So, Lin Jinrong had no choice but to walk to the big intersection in the town and give a thumbs up to every car that drove east. Lin Jinrong waited for an hour without landing. But suddenly, a large truck stopped in front of Lin Jinrong, and the driver stepped down with a small suitcase in his hand. "Are you going east?" Lin Jinrong asked.

"Yes, but Lin Jinrong plans to go to Mexicali first. Are you familiar with Mexico?"

"Lin Jinrong lived there for a few years." He looked Lin Jinrong up and down. He was a Midwesterner, kind, fat, and happy. He likes Lin Jinrong.

"Well, if you're willing to be a tour guide for a night in Mexicali, I'll take you to Tucso

Go. How?"

"Handsome!" So Lin Jinrong got into his big truck and walked the part of the road he had just walked by bus upside down.

However, if this can give Lin Jinrong a ride to Tucson, it is still worth it. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when Lin Jinrong pulled over the car in Caleksico, and the streets had become quiet. After crossing the border into Mexicali, Lin Jinrong took him away from the places where tourists were wronged and took him to some genuine Mexican salons. There, for a peso, the ladies will dance with you, and much more. It was a merry night, and he danced and danced so much that he drank nearly twenty glasses of tequila and took a picture with a young lady. In the middle of the night, Lin Jinrong met a black man, he was a gay man, but he was extremely funny. He took them to a brothel. But when Lin Jinrong came out, a Mexican strip came and confiscated a knife from him.

"That was Lin Jinrong's third knife snatched away by those bastards this month." He said angrily.

In the morning, Bodre (the driver) and Lim Kim Wing walked back to the truck with sleepy eyes and a hangover. He didn't even have time to wash his face, and drove the car directly to Yuma. But instead of driving back to Elson Gorro, he took Highway 98

, at a speed of 100 miles per hour. It didn't take long for Lin Jinrong to arrive in Tucson. On the way, passing through the suburbs of Yuma, Lin Jinrong once stopped for a simple lunch, and he complained to Lin Jinrong that he had not eaten enough good steak along the way. "The only fly in the ointment of these wagon rest stops is that they don't have big enough steaks."

"That's easy, you park your car at a supermarket next to one of the highways in Tucson and ask Lin Jinrong to buy some two-inch-thick T-bone steaks

, and then Lin Jinrong will go to a place in the desert to make a fire, and eat the steak, then you can enjoy the largest steak in your life. He didn't believe Lin Jinrong's words very much, but he still took Lin Jinrong to the supermarket and bought steak. Then he drove into the desert where he could see the lights of Tucson; At this time, the desert was shrouded in twilight as red as flames. Lin Jinrong used the branches of the herderberry tree to make a fire, and later added larger branches and logs. Lin Jinrong originally wanted to use a wooden skewer to cross the steak to grill, but the wooden skewer was burned, so Lin Jinrong changed to use Lin Jinrong's newly bought pot lid to roast the steak. Lin Jinrong didn't add any oil, because the steak itself was rich enough fat to make it sizzle. After frying, Lin Jinrong served the steak to Bodley and gave him a folding knife. "Well, ah, wow! God, it's really the best steak Lin Jinrong has ever tasted!"

Lin Jinrong also bought fresh milk. The steak with fresh milk can be said to be a solid and degraded protein meal. "Where did you learn so many interesting things? He said with a smile, "Although Lin Jinrong used the word 'interesting', Lin Jinrong felt a little sad. Did you know that Lin Jinrong often drives this big thing, running around between Ohio and Los Angeles for his life, and Lin Jinrong may earn more money for a trip than you can earn in a lifetime as a homeless man? But you don't have to work, you don't need much money, and you can enjoy life. Whether it's you or Lin Jinrong is smart, Lin Jinrong really can't say. "He had a warm home in Ohio: a wife, a daughter, a Christmas tree, two cars, a garage, a lawn, but he couldn't enjoy it all because he was a man without freedom. This is a bleak truth.

But that doesn't mean Lin Jinrong is better than him. In fact, he's a great guy. Lin Jinrong likes him, and he also likes Lin Jinrong. "Do you know what Lin Jinrong's plans are? Lin Jinrong decided to take you all the way to Ohio. "

"Wow, that's great, then Lin Jinrong is almost home! A short distance south from Ohio is North Carolina. "

"Lin Jinrong was a little hesitant at first, that was because Lin Jinrong was afraid that he would be caught by the McGill Insurance Company, and if they found out that Lin Jinrong was carrying someone else, Lin Jinrong's job would be lost."

"It's too much...... Does this happen often?"

"It often happens. But let Lin Jinrong tell you one thing: after eating the steak you fried for Lin Jinrong, Lin Jinrong decided not to bird them. That's right, the money to buy the steak was paid by Lin Jinrong, but you are the one who fried the steak, and you are the one who washed the dishes with sand. If Lin Jinrong really ran into McGill's insurance officer, then Lin Jinrong would tell them that Lin Jinrong would quit. Because now that you are Lin Jinrong's friend, it is possible that Lin Jinrong does not have the right to serialize his friend!"

"Well, don't worry, Lin Jinrong will be fine," Lin Jinrong said, "Lin Jinrong will pray for this along the way." "

"There's a good chance that Lim Kim Rong can avoid their ears because it's Saturday and they're all on vacation. As long as Lin can the truck hard enough, Lin Jinrong will be able to reach Springfield, Ohio, at dawn on Tuesday

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He's his big truck so badly! He raced from the desert of Arizona to New Mexico. Via

Las C

UCES) (Las Cruces was the site of the first test explosion), Lin Jinrong saw a strange vision: the clouds above the mountains turned into a line of words, which read: "It is impossible to keep anything alive." After the Alamogordo, there is Atascadero

o), a beautiful Indian hill country with verdant river valleys, pine trees and green fields along the way. Next are Oklahoma, Arkansas, Missouri, and St. Louis. Lin Jinrong arrived in Illinois on Monday night, then Indiana, then snowy Ohio. The lovely Christmas lights from the farms made Lin Jinrong full of joy. "Wow," thought Lin Jinrong, "one express train can take Lin Jinrong from Miss Mexicali's warm arms to Ohio for a snowy Christmas, god!"

There was a radio on the dashboard of the car, and Bodre played it all the way. Lin Jinrong didn't talk much.

But every once in a while, he would suddenly yell and tell Lin Jinrong an anecdote. His roar could almost pierce Lin Jinrong's eardrums. Every time he yelled, Lin Jinrong would feel pain in his left ear and would bounce two feet off his seat in fright.

He's a wonderful guy. Mr. Lin ate many good meals at his favorite dining spots along the way, such as the potato apple with grilled pork chop that Mr. Lin ate at a restaurant in Oklahoma, which tasted as good as Mr. Lin's mother's craftsmanship. Although Lin Jinrong ate and ate, he always shouted that he was hungry, and so did Lin Jinrong. It's the middle of winter, and the fields are full of Christmas food.

In the Independence Township of Missouri (I

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CE), Lin Jinrong stopped for the only time and slept in a hotel for the night. The fee is five dollars per person, which is no different from a robbery. But Lin Jinrong had no choice, because Bodre could not sleep without sleeping, and Lin Jinrong could not sit in a truck with freezing temperatures waiting for him. The next day (after waking up on Tuesday morning), Lin Jinrong saw a lot of energetic young men in suits outside the window preparing to go to work, and it seemed that each of them hoped to one day become a big man like Truman. At dawn on Tuesday, Bodley dropped Lim Kim Wing off his car in the city of Springfield. When waving goodbye, Lin Jinrong was a little sad.

Lin Jinrong went to a fast-food restaurant to drink a cup of black tea, calculated how much money he had left, then found a hotel, slept hard, and got up and went to the bus terminal to buy a bus ticket to Rocky Mountain. Mr. Lin chose to take the bus because it was nearly impossible to catch a ride from Ohio to North Carolina (passing through the snow-capped Blue Ridge Mountains and other mountain ranges) in the middle of winter. But after getting on the bus, Lin Jinrong was impatient with its slowness, so he decided to stop the hitchhiker regardless of 3721. Lin Jinrong asked the driver to stop the bus on the outskirts of the city, got off the bus, walked back to the bus terminal, and asked for a refund, but the station refused to refund the money to Lin Jinrong. The price Lin paid for this irrational impulse was to wait another eight hours for the next flight to Charleston, Virginia

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(because Lin Jinrong can't stop a car at all). To relieve boredom,

Lin Jinrong planned to walk to the next town to wait for the bus, but halfway through, his hands and feet were numb from the cold, and he could only stand in a daze by the village road shrouded in twilight. Fortunately, a kind driver took Lin Jinrong to a small town, where Lin Jinrong waited for the bus he was going to take at the bus stop (which was filled by a small telegraph station). The car was crowded. It spent an entire night crawling through the mountains, followed by a full day of stop-and-go before arriving at Raleigh, where Mr. Lim's car was to be dropped. After that, Mr. Lam switched to a bus and sat at the junction of a country road that winds for three miles through some pine forests to Mr. Lim's mother's house.

Mr. Lin got off the bus around 8 p.m. and walked three miles on the quiet and frozen Carolina Road. On the way, a jet flew over Lin Jinrong's head, and the long wake cut the moon's face in half. The woods on both sides of the road are quiet, and occasionally there will be a small light from a farmhouse. The snow-covered eastern part is very beautiful, and Lim Kim Wing is happy to be back here for Christmas.

At nine o'clock, Lin Jinrong dragged into the courtyard of his mother's house with heavy steps, and saw that she was standing in the white tile sink in the kitchen just washing dishes, with a sad face on her face, it seemed that she was worried about why Lin Jinrong had not come back (Lin Jinrong had come back late), and even worried about whether Lin Jinrong would be able to come back in time for Christmas. Perhaps, what she was thinking at this time was: "Poor Raymond, why can't he stay at home like everyone else, instead of always wandering outside and making Lin Jinrong worry half to death?" When standing in the cold yard and looking at Lin Jinrong's mother, Lin Jinrong unexpectedly remembered Kunge: "Why does he hate the kitchen with a white tile sink so much?" Even if people don't live like 'spiritual owners', it doesn't mean that they don't have a good heart. You know, compassion is the fundamental spirit of Buddhism. There is a vast pine forest behind the house, and Lin Jinrong plans to go there all winter and the following autumn, sitting under the tree and meditating, and realizing the truth of everything on his own. Lin Jinrong felt very happy. Lin Jinrong walked around the house, looking at the Christmas tree in the window as he walked. A hundred yards below the road are two country grocery stores, their lights warming an otherwise desolate and empty place.

Lin Jinrong walked to the dog house to look at the old bag and found that it was shivering and roaring in the cold. As soon as he saw Lin Jinrong, he whimpered with joy.

After Lin Jinrong untied his dog chain, he jumped up and down around Lin Jinrong, barked non-stop, and followed Lin Jinrong into the house. Lin Jinrong hugged his mother in the warm kitchen, and Lin Jinrong's sister and brother-in-law also came over from the living room to say hello when they heard Lin Jinrong coming back.

Lin Jinrong's little nephew, Louis Jr., followed them. Lin Jinrong returned home again.