The old monk clasped his hands and returned with a bow, responding slowly:

[Dimensional heights are equal to struggle. Competing is equal to being unable to let go. If you can’t let go, there will be losses. Even if you have blessings, you will eventually be exhausted]

Yu Moniang was shocked:

[Intuition tells myself that there is a great monk in front of me]

Just look at Yu Moniang:

【The 'Pu' then kneeled down, but he didn't care what she (he) thought]

I feel anxious, a little bit incoherent:

[I'm afraid... it's not good to call it wrong. Master, I'm here because... Please give me some advice]

Just look at the older monks, just one move, and just a support shape with both hands:

【Female donor, please come up】

Yu Moniang got up:

[No matter how dusting and shaking the soil is, it describes urgent and pious]

The old monk clasped his hands together and said slowly:

[Female donor, I saw you first, it is different from ordinary people. I should ask for the phases and waxing]

Yu Moniang responded quickly:

[I heard from my parents that in ancient times, I didn’t understand it, and I made you laugh at me... I just felt that I kowtowed 9 times, kowtowed, and there must be a sound, so I feel at ease... So today I came, and I kowtowed like this in all places]

God's will meet a monk, so you must not miss it, so:

[I have already said about the situation in recent months, including dreaming of a temple]

The kind-hearted old monk:

[Listen carefully, without interrupting, always friendly, peaceful, without even the slightest impatient, just like the age of tea, listening to the children (the language of the elderly, referring to the elderly listening to children)]

After hearing everything, the old monk smiled, clasped his hands and said slowly:

[Female donor, but seek wealth and peace]

Yu Moniang didn't hesitate:

【That's it】

The old monk smiled and said:

[I came here because I couldn't do it. I went out and what should I do? I just went there and made a false reputation]

Yu Moniang really couldn't be enlightened in an instant, so she hurriedly asked:

[Master, what do you think I should do]

The old monk put his hands together:

[Looking into the distance with your eyes, Yu Moniang followed her eyes, but she didn't know what was there]

It was strange that the older monk said slowly:

[When you are hungry, give food; when you are thirsty, give water, eat, drink, wear and use. If there are any, you should share it with her (others), and all living beings are equal, and you should not be stingy]

Probably understandable, he asked again:

[You mean to do more good deeds, do good deeds and accumulate virtues, and donate merits to the temple]

The old monk said slowly:

[Merit is also beneficial to all living beings. But you understand less. Only compassion can you settle down. If you have fate, come again]

Yu Moniang is indeed confused:

【I want to ask more questions, the older monk has already bowed and turned around】

Seeing that the monk Dumen swept:

[I wanted to chase after him and ask for questions, but I didn't dare to do so. I was confused and lost my opinion. I couldn't help but stand in the same place... Suddenly, my eyes were dazzled, and suddenly I couldn't stand]

Just when I was frightened, a childish voice sounded in my ears:

[Mom! Mom! Wake up! Wake up... Where to get off the car]

He opened his eyes in a hurry:

【I actually took the bus and my son was shaking his arm】

At the moment, he was busy comforting the child with kind words, but he was strange:

【Son, when will we take the tramway】

The little guy replied seriously:

[When we went to the temple, we kowtowed in every place. Later, we said we were afraid it would be too late, so we said we would go home. Later, you went to bed]

Hearing this, I was still worried and asked:

[In the temple, is there a very kind old man who keeps talking to his mother? His mother even knelt down to the old man and asked about it]

The child replied very firmly:

[No! You didn't talk to others! Just ask me if you are hungry? I said, don't you be hungry]

My son must have told the truth, so he comforted him and told me what to eat for dinner:

【But I can’t help but be full of doubts? Compared to the previous dream at home, this dream is so real that it is just like personal experience. Who is this master?

At night, Han Zhao Street:

[There are 2 packs of steel making, and my husband deliberately left them to entertain guests. Open 1 pack, make tea, and sit there and think hard (steel making brand cigarettes, domestic filters)]

I clicked the second one and gradually came up with some thoughts:

[In the dream, it is not a mortal, probably a Buddha or a Bodhisattva, or a god or an immortal, it should be]

After taking a bite of tea, I searched for clues repeatedly in my mind:

[No? It’s impossible to chat with anyone without talking to anyone, but it’s still a dream! My son can’t joke, why don’t he explain it clearly? However, those words are too profound, as if he knows what happens in the future, just like the father always talks about "Journey to the West", which is almost the same]

Just take a pencil and draw paper, hold a cigarette in your left hand:

[If you are hungry, give me some food? Be kind-hearted, it’s easy to understand. Be compassionate, this is too great, it seems that it’s not a commoner like me, what does it mean?]

Pour another cup of tea and throw away the pencil:

【Catch a toy bamboo dragonfly and hold it in the palm of your hand and twist it around】

Thinking in mind:

[What should ordinary people do? The gods speak profoundly. What if they can’t do it well, what should the family do?]

My mind kept spinning, and bamboo dragonflies flew up:

[Or it's like this! Just treat others well as I think it's good... Of course, she (they) can't treat me badly... Forget it, it's okay, I'm more kind. It doesn't matter if I scold me? What if I slap me a few more times? I'll be nice to her (they)? That's not OK, how unhappy... No, I won't pay attention to her (they) again]

After a while of contemplation:

[The strength of the neck is not in vain, so I can only determine it according to my own understanding]

But again encountered difficulties:

[What is fate coming again? It seems to be about Yuanxin Temple... There is a bus, so you can go there, why should you talk about fate? This... Do you have to wait for someone to notify me?]

The idea encountered a bottleneck again:

[The woman couldn't help but curious, and she couldn't even think about it. She was worried that she accidentally caught a piece of fruit candy wrapped in a debris on the table, grabbed it and tore the paper in her mouth.

Crunched, crunched, my brain still doesn't work:

[It doesn't make sense, go burn incense, how can you wait for the temple to notify me? Could it be that I call me to the unit: Comrade Xiao Yu is here... Xiao Yu, come to the temple to burn incense tomorrow... OK, see you... Or just tell me in the dream, which day will pass]

The more I think about it, the more funny I can't help laughing out loud. Perhaps the fruit candy has a novel idea like a wild idea:

[Well, maybe I won’t go to Yuanxin Temple, go to the temple in my dream, right! This is great, a trip, wow! The gods are so nice to me]

I was so happy that bamboo dragonflies flew up ‘whoosh’. Although Yu Moniang had never entered a higher education institution:

[She has innate advantages, is friendly, smiles at people, listens to people's advice, and accepts different voices. She is not a stingy person, but for a few months, she has scared herself and was more frightened]

The old Buddhist in the dream is like a god who sprinkles beans into soldiers:

[Every word Yu Moniang can memorize it like a stream. Although she may not understand it thoroughly, the influence cannot be seen at the end]

The eleventh month of the lunar calendar in Guihai year:

【Near the Winter Solstice, December 1983. Morning, Han Zhao Street】

A guest came:

【Comb a ponytail, goose face, almond eyes, watch TV, and serve tea ceremony:

【Feng, what do you want to eat at noon】

The girl has changed the water and wiped the floor twice, and responded with a smile:
To be continued...