Zhang Lan's mother meant to see when Zhang Lan would repair the courtyard next to her, mainly because now at least dozens of cars come to worship the Bodhisattva every day. It's even more on the fifteenth day of the new year, that is, if you don't collect money, it's always good to have someone to manage it.

However, there is also a disadvantage to collecting money, that is, when the yard next to it was used as a homestead, when it was transferred to Zhang Lan, Zhang Lan got a new set of identity.

After those who made their vows knew that the courtyard next to it was Zhang Lan's place, several people had already told Zhang Lan's mother that they would ask the Bodhisattva to move it over in the hall, and the matter of money would be easy to talk about, as long as Zhang Lan's mother agreed.

There is also what Zhang Lan said that he would not collect money, and there was no merit box or anything in the house, but after several wishes came true, there have been people asking about what they want to do.

And after the reputation of the Bodhisattva's miracle spread, the local temple management agency has been eyeing here, that is, the courtyard next to it is a homestead, and what Zhang Lan said to the outside world about the Bodhisattva is also invited by himself, so no one can say anything now. But if it is a temple business, then someone should intervene.

After listening to her mother's words, Zhang Lan said very simply: "Then it's okay to move like this now, if you feel messy, just find someone and let us manage it at our own expense." ”

"That's okay for a short time, and after a long time, someone will definitely look for me. Otherwise, I'll have them all call you. Listening to Zhang Lan's irresponsible words, Zhang Lan's mother muttered.

Zhang Lan thought for a while and said, "I'll take a look back, the door is easy to open, but when the scale is large, it will be troublesome." ”

There is nothing wrong with opening a private small Buddhist hall, even if someone comes to incense, it is nothing, as long as it is not profitable, it is not public, and how to rebuild the house is your own business.

But now the scale is small, it's better to say, as soon as the door of the hall is opened, the big house of more than 200 square meters, and there are a lot of abandoned vacant land around this area, maybe someone will think about it at that time.

Zhang Lan took out the coarse cloth sheets in the wardrobe one by one, Zhang Lan counted them, ten sheets had not been used, and several sets of four-piece sets were not used once after that, except for the quilt on the wedding day.

When I moved to Kyoto, I didn't take much bedding at home, and most of Zhang Lan directly bought it again.

Now look at the contents of the cupboard, after moving some back from the city, I have never taken it out of the cupboard. That is, Zhang Lan will clean up with spells every once in a while, otherwise it will not move for several years, and it will basically be useless.

There are a few cotton clothes in the wardrobe like this, and when Zhang Lan took them out, he pulled them lightly, and they were torn directly.

Zhang Lan took a torn cotton T-shirt and said speechlessly: "Is it so easy to break something for hundreds of yuan?" ”

Qin Yongjun glanced at it and said with a smile: "Pure cotton is like this, it's been several years, you put it in the cabinet and don't wear it or clean it, it's easy to break down after a long time." ”

Zhang Lan sighed and said, "I can understand if it's broken, but what I don't understand is why it's so easy to break." Before, no matter how cheap I used to wear a short-sleeved shirt, it wouldn't break if I wore it for four or five years. ”

"If the material is different, you can't compare the price, you buy a cheap cotton T-shirt, maybe it will be broken in a year." Qin Yongjun said with a smile.

Zhang Lan shook her head, and pulled the clothes in the wardrobe when she took them out, most of them were fine, and they were really a problem with the material.

There were also a few thick cotton coats, Zhang Lan picked them up and looked at them and said, "I said that there are a few thick clothes that I haven't seen all along, so I didn't bring them at home." ”

Qin Yongjun glanced at it from the side: "If it doesn't work, just give it to people, it looks like it's all old and doesn't look good." ”

"Let's talk about it when we're done cleaning up, keep what you can wear, and take the rest to the winery to see who wants to give it to whom." It's all good clothes, I remember this one for a few thousand yuan, I wore it for a Spring Festival, and then I didn't wear it. Zhang Lan said with a black cotton coat.

Qin Yongjun's mobile phone rang, reached out and took a look at it, and said, "Xiaoyu's phone should be here." ”

"You'll know if you take it." Zhang Lan said.

After connecting, Qin Yongjun hung up the phone after saying a few words, and said: "I've arrived at the entrance of the village, call and ask if you're at home now, let's put these here first, and then clean them up later." ”

"It's no one else, you go out and pick it up first, and I'll put the sheets or something back in the cupboard."

Zhang Lan didn't take it seriously, she was still at the entrance of the village, no matter how fast it was, it would take five or six minutes, and if you were in a wheelchair, it would take ten minutes to get off the bus and get to the room, and there was plenty of time.

After seeing Liu Xiaoyu, Zhang Lan was startled and asked, "Xiaoyu, what's the matter with you?" ”

Liu Xiaoyu, who came into front of Zhang Lan's eyes, was at least about 150 catties. Zhang Lan looked at Liu Xiaoyu's current big face plate, and couldn't help but complain again: "What are you eating here?" Don't you control it? ”

To say that he suddenly lost weight and became a pork rib essence Zhang Lan can understand, but like Liu Xiaoyu, Zhang Lan thought about it, I haven't seen it for almost half a year, I have at least thirty or forty pounds of weight, I don't have any points in my heart about what to eat.

Liu Xiaoyu smiled and said to Zhang Lan: "Let's take a look at my dad first, I'll talk about it later." ”

Zhang Lan nodded, looked at Liu Xiaoyu's father who was in a wheelchair on the side, and looked at the examination materials, because Liu Xiaoyu had Zhang Lan's sores medicine in his hand, Liu Xiaoyu's father now has no traces of trauma, and the results of the film show that the fracture is healing well, but the leg is unconscious.

That's a nerve problem, it's easy to say, after lying down, first expose the leg that needs acupuncture, Zhang Lan took out the acupuncture needle and started acupuncture. used the therapy of shaking needles and trembling needles that I saw before, let the person next to him hold down Liu Xiaoyu's father's legs, and quickly shake the needles and tremble needles after the acupuncture needles were pricked, and it didn't take long for Liu Xiaoyu's father to shout and start making various sounds.

After seeing that his legs began to feel conscious, Zhang Lan's heart moved, 'Pudu sentient beings', and as the lotus flower appeared, the red mangs fell, and Zhang Lan put away the silver needle. And the person who pressed it said, "It's okay, you don't need to press it." ”

Liu Xiaoyu's father's expression began to calm down slowly after he stopped acupuncture, and Zhang Lan said with a smile: "How does my uncle feel now?" If you can, hook your feet and take a look. ”

Under Zhang Lan's command, Liu Xiaoyu's father gradually hooked his feet, moved his ankles, stretched his legs and curled his legs, and finally Zhang Lan and Liu Xiaoyu on the side said: "It's almost, help me up and take a walk." ”

With the support of the driver and medical staff who came together, Liu Xiaoyu's father walked slowly around the house twice. Zhang Lan nodded and said, "That's it, do more rehabilitation exercises after you go back, and you'll be fine soon." ”

(End of chapter)