Green smoke curls up.

Gong Ping was shaking the lottery stick inside. Outside the door was Jiang He in a black shirt, standing on the edge of the aisle, touching his belly with one hand and looking around quietly.

I once traveled around the world with a sword, just to survive.

She couldn't quite understand the mood of those people in literary works who were full of sin and had trouble sleeping and eating after they returned to peace.

Every era has its own rules. At that time, it was the rules of the world. The so-called strong were also the poor, and everyone was struggling. If she didn't take action, she would be the one to die.

If you have a clear conscience, you will naturally not be afraid of ghosts and gods.

Those who have nightmares every night probably have done a lot of things for which they are grateful.

To take a step back, if you are guilty, you should be judged according to the rules, and the person who was hurt should be forgiven. Instead of kneeling here and burning incense sticks, you can wash away your sins and be forgiven by the Buddha. Instead of apologizing to others, you will be forgiven.

Please forgive me, this is so ridiculous.

Jiang He thought about the movies and novels he had read, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and then calmed down again.

What Xu Qing said makes sense. There are far more stupid people than smart people in the world, so if you work hard to become smart, you can live a good life.

The young woman in black at the entrance of the hall attracted people's attention. Seeing her big belly, everyone intentionally stayed away.

"It's not bad, I asked for an autograph!"

Gong Ping smiled lightly and came out holding a red note. It was obvious that she was in a good mood.

"Won't it become ineffective if you show it to others?" Jiang He looked around, wondering if there were any stupid taboos about this thing.

"How is it possible? If you can't show it to others, how can you interpret the signature?"

"Have you solved it yet?"

"No." Gong Ping shook her head and showed a witty expression: "It's enough if you know it's a sign. It doesn't matter whether you understand it or not."

It's free to ask for a sign, and the prostitutes will be paid to the Buddha for nothing.

"One thing has become nothing, and another thing has become a joy. If you meet someone close to you, you can feel comfortable in your heart... What do you mean?"

Jiang He took the red note handed over by Gong Ping and couldn't figure it out. This kind of place likes to do all kinds of things and doesn't know how to speak well.

"I don't know either, but it's a good thing to know!" Gong Ping waved her hand carelessly, "Would you like to shake one too? Maybe you can sign it."

Jiang He handed the note back, "It doesn't matter whether it's shaken or not, life is still the same."

"That's right, you don't have to run away from small disasters, but you can't run away from big disasters."

Gong Ping happily stepped down the steps, took the signature and looked around for a moment, then felt that having sex for free was really not a good idea, so she pulled Jiang He around and went to the main hall.

"Spend dozens of yuan to burn incense sticks and be happy."

Gong Ping said this and went in to light a stick of incense.

Jiang He looked at the passers-by and took photos in boredom to show to Xu Qing.

"Buddha is going to give Pingping a boyfriend."

Xu Qing: "Is there such a good thing?"

Jiang He: "It's awesome."

Xu Qing: "Don't you believe that?"

Jiang He: "I thought about it carefully. According to the standard of putting down the butcher's knife, now I am also a Buddha and believe that there is nothing wrong with me."

There was no reply from Xu Qing for a while, and it took him a while to send a message.

"The Heroine is Mighty"

Marx did not learn in vain. Believing in Buddhism is not as useful as being a Buddha. You can realize whatever you want by yourself.

Jiang He put his cell phone into his back pocket, raised his head and stretched, and looked over from the gate. Gong Ping was prostrate to the sculpture in the center of the hall, sticking out her big butt.

"Are you happy?"

When Gong Ping, who had spent money to buy her happiness, came out, Jiang He had already found a wooden railing to lean against.

"I'm here now, but I won't feel comfortable if I don't spend some money."

"Next time I wear a cassock, just give me the money and say Amitabha."

"Then you have to shave your head."

"Forget it."

Jiang He didn't want to shave his head anymore, so he asked Xu Qing to shave his head and it felt smooth.

Gong Ping took her around the temple, and it seemed that some of the passers-by were holding thick arm-length incense sticks. She felt that these people were more like ancient people than she was.

"Are they worshiping Buddha, or are they worshiping their own desires?"

"Maybe it might work."

"It doesn't matter from any angle. All living beings are equal. The implication is that in the eyes of Buddha, whether eating meat or eating shit is a matter of course. Smart and unsmart, conscientious and unconscientious, wolves eat sheep,

It's none of their business whether people fight wolves." Jiang He looked up at the magnificent pillars and thought for a moment: "If they really exist..." She shook her head, "In the words of Three-Body Problem,

The Lord doesn’t care.”

"When you said that, I suddenly felt that it would invade the earth." Gong Ping complained, and was stunned: isn't this an invasion now?

It’s scary to think about it…

"It turns out to be the Three-Body Buddha."

Gong Ping was shocked by her own imagination.

"I will save you when the time comes." Jiang He raised his eyebrows, "You have seen my 1.6-meter long sword, whoever is going to cut it."

"Isn't that Xu Qing's?"

"My, he can't."

"Okay, you are the best, you can hold him down and beat him." Gong Ping said with a smile.

"Do you know all this?"

"You can't be the one who hits you because he doesn't have the courage."

Gong Ping touched Jiang He's big belly and said hey hey, the twins...

A little envious.

There will be two little babies crawling around calling mom, which is fun just thinking about it.

Well, all the fun things belong to other people, but it’s no longer fun when it comes to feeding and tutoring homework.

"I'll beat them if they don't eat well." Jiang He was not worried about this at all, and applied his experience in disciplining Xu Qing to his children.

As the sun set, Gong Ping drove Jiang He back in her car. They bought some vegetables together on the way. Jiang He strode back with a big belly, carrying the vegetables, which made the neighbors in the community a little stunned.

After taking the elevator to the top floor and taking the key to open the door, Jiang He put his hands behind his waist again, with a soft and weak posture.

"I saw it on the terrace, stop pretending." Xu Qing said helplessly and didn't know what was wrong. I heard that women are a little abnormal when they are pregnant. Jiang He's pleasure is to pretend to be weak?

Jiang He's movements were stagnant for a moment, he looked sideways at Xu Qing for a moment, put the dishes in the kitchen, and walked out holding his waist.

"What did you see?"

"I saw you walking with your head held high..." Xu Qing saw Jiang He's eyes flashing fiercely, and wisely reorganized his words, "Actually, my eyesight is dazzled. We live so high, we can't see clearly below."

"Yeah... I'm so tired. I feel like I'm going to be exhausted after going out. Please help me turn the electric fan around."

"..."

night.

Xu Qing was still watching dramas and writing movie reviews in front of the computer. Jiang He had taken a shower and sat in front of the computer wearing loose pajamas and opened something.

She used to view this as a story platform, but later she discovered that there were many big flower growers on it. After reading a few questions about flowers, she was always recommended such questions, so she realized belatedly that it all depends on the person.

how to use.

For example, Xu Qing's account is all about movie topics, with butter and the like mixed in...

Jiang He expressed contempt for him.

Although she also plays, she plays for the sake of playing games, and there is no other mess.

After holding her chin and browsing other people's flower planting experiences for a while, Jiang He looked at the question on the homepage. Because of Xu Qing's influence, she often watched related movies and TV series.

She herself wasn't very clear about it, she was just confused and felt that the two of them should have a common topic, and there was no need to put in much effort, but they needed to have a general understanding.

Just like Xu Qing has been growing flowers with her, Xu Qing doesn't understand everything she learns, but he still knows the basic things. If she has something to do and leaves the flowers to Xu Qing to take care of, Xu Qing will not spoil the flowers, even in normal times.

You can also discuss whether you should fertilize or water.

"How do you view xxx..."

Jiang He took off the hand that was supporting his chin and put it on the keyboard to tap.

"Thank you for the invitation.

My husband forced me to watch this movie. I didn’t understand it at first, but then I read more novels. Looking back, I found it quite interesting.
To be continued...