A leisurely life that begins with the possession of a game character

Chapter 593 Anger
After inviting the Bodhisattva in, Zhang Lan came back twice specially on the 15th day of the first lunar month.What I'm worried about is that my parents won't be able to save face and will let people enter their yard to burn incense.

In fact, Zhang Lan didn't object to simple villagers coming over to burn incense and make offerings, but how can I put it, as the reputation of the efficacious power spread, all kinds of disgusting things began to happen when there were more people. .

Zhang Lan worshiped the Bodhisattva, and his original intention was to worship it at home.At first, he used the name of Bodhisattva to treat people's illnesses for a period of time, but after he went to Kyoto, the original intention of the family was not to let people come again.

Afterwards, he thought that the old house was more luxuriously decorated, there were two cars parked, and it wouldn't be a big deal if the door was always locked, so he asked his parents to move back to the old house.

While being close to home, it also makes the house a bit popular.

No matter how nice a house is, if no one lives in it, it will give people the feeling of being abandoned over time. Even if all the internal machines are turned on to purify and ventilate, if no one lives in it, it will give people the impression that it is abandoned. It just smells of dilapidation from the inside out.

Walking into the yard, Zhang Lan was stunned for a moment. There was a rectangular stone incense burner in the middle of the yard. There was also a circle of stones in the corner not far away. Next to it stood a middle-aged man carrying a stick inside. Burning gold and silver paper money.

Then I looked at the people in the east room who were kneeling and kowtow, 'Oh! ', I haven't been back for a while. There was originally a room with an offering table and a Bodhisattva. Now there are a lot of banners hanging on the three walls inside, and there are also chairs and futons on both sides.

'Huh? Zhang Lan couldn't help but walked into the room, looked at the altar table in front of the Bodhisattva statue, and asked an old lady who had just gotten up beside her: "When was this donation box placed?"

Zhang Lan walked to the table and found that the table covered with yellow cloth was not the one he had placed before. Instead, someone placed a special table with a donation box in front and two QR codes posted next to it.

Zhang Lan immediately smiled and called his mother with his mobile phone: "Mom, who put the donation box in front of the Bodhisattva statue in the yard next to it?"

Zhang Lan's voice was very loud. Zhang Lan's mother on the other side of the phone had not yet spoken. The young woman kowtowing next to her was unhappy and said, "Can I go out to make a call? What's wrong with the donation box? I'll give it to Bodhisattva I’d be happy to show you some love.”

"Yeah, no one cares about this. It's more or less a wish, and I don't force you to donate."

The woman's words aroused discussion among other people in the room, and then someone in the yard seemed to hear it. A middle-aged man who was carrying burning paper money with a wooden stick in the yard approached and asked: "What's going on? This is ridiculous." What’s wrong with the donation box? If it’s not the money from the donation box, where did the stone incense burner in this yard come from?”

Zhang Lan looked at the middle-aged man, probably in his 50s, but didn't recognize him at all.Judging from what he said, he didn't put the donation box in there, and he was probably an insider.

Zhang Lan looked at him and asked, "Who are you? Don't you know this house is private? Did I let you do the stone incense burner in the yard?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally aggressive middle-aged man looked startled, and then said with a smile on his face: "Is this Zhang Lan? When did you come back? Why didn't you hear your mother mention it?"

"You know me? Then please explain to me what's going on with this donation box. I asked a Bodhisattva to put it there for everyone's convenience. I don't think it's better for you to just lock the door. There is a village not far away. Temple, where can you burn incense and donate as much as you want? Even if you demolish that temple and rebuild another one, I have no objection at all." Looking at the man with a smile on his face, Zhang Lan didn't bother to give him face, and still asked rudely .The middle-aged man didn't expect that Zhang Lan didn't even ask who he was, and scolded him directly and unceremoniously. The smile on his face could not be maintained.

At this time, other people burning incense in the yard also gathered around. Among them, the elders and aunts in the village said in a hurry: "Zhang Lan is none other than the person Zhang Dashan arranged for the village to come and take care of this donation box." It doesn’t matter if you leave it alone, it’s more or less your intention.”

At this time, Zhang Lan's mother also walked in from outside the hospital. Looking at the awkward atmosphere in the yard, she said quickly: "Zhang Lan, you just came back today and I haven't had time to mention it to you. This is your uncle Jiansheng. Murakami arranged for him to come here often." Clean up and eliminate safety hazards."

Seeing other people around him trying to smooth things over, Zhang Lan said nothing, turned around and walked into the house, holding the multifunctional tool knife on the key. With a thought, he used the blade on the edge of the two payment codes. With a gentle pick, Zhang Lan picked up the payment code posted on the table.

Zhang Lan took the two payment codes and went out and threw them into the corner where paper money was being burned. Then she turned around and said, "I took this place out just to be kind and let people burn incense and worship Buddha. Now I am making this donation." Who are you disgusting with? I am short of money. I will go to the brigade to find Zhang Dashan."

Zhang Lan came out of the yard with his front legs, and Zhang Lan's mother quickly followed him out. After walking a few steps, she said, "What's wrong with you kid? Even if you don't want to, don't make it so stiff. Look at you." What did you just do, it would be unpleasant to hear about it."

Zhang Lan took out her mobile phone and called Zhang Dashan first, then replied: "Mom, please don't worry about this. Did Zhang Dashan tell you about the donation box?"

"He told me after he put it away. I thought it didn't matter, so I didn't care. We didn't spend that money." Zhang Lan's mother said.

Zhang Lan sighed and said helplessly: "Why don't you tell me about this? If I knew about it, I would have asked him to change the table for me. Who is he giving this to? Why did he use the donation money to buy one?" Do I need him to buy the incense burner?"

After the call was connected, Zhang Dashan asked with a smile: "Is it Zhang Lan? What's the matter with the call?"

Zhang Lan asked directly: "Did you let you put the donation box in the house next to my house?"

Zhang Dashan was stunned for a moment before replying: "Yes, I discussed this matter with other people in the village. More and more people go there to burn incense, and usually no one cares about it, so I just thought of putting the donation box there. If you have money, you should maintain the environment of the house, mainly because there are often people burning incense and gold, silver, paper and ingots. If there are too many people, it will be a safety hazard."

"That's my house, and I put the Bodhisattva there. If you think it's a safety hazard and you don't tell me, what's the point of putting that donation box?" What Zhang Dashan said made sense, but Zhang Lan didn't believe it at all. What Dashan said was a potential safety hazard. After word spread about his reputation, more and more people were offering incense. Zhang Lan saw someone put in ten dollars in the room within two minutes.

Not to mention too much on this day, it is easy to earn dozens or hundreds of dollars.And once someone offers incense to fulfill their wish, why don't they get a few hundred dollars in cash? If you add in the offerings, you can have at least a few thousand dollars a month, or at most tens of thousands of dollars.

(End of this chapter)