Ye Yuhua was like a clay Bodhisattva. From the time Xiao Zheng went upstairs to summon Lin Huayin to come downstairs, until he returned to the living room, Ye Yuhua actually sat motionless on the sofa, maintaining the same posture as when Xiao Zheng went upstairs. This made Xiao Zheng, who suffers from ADHD, admire him deeply. At the same time, he couldn't help feeling that twenty years of Buddhism life was really no joke, and his mind had reached a certain level of peace.
Brother Azheng, who was restless, refilled Ye Yuhua's cup of tea and chatted a few words. Lin Huayin, who had been waiting for so long, finally arrived late and came downstairs in casual clothes.
Perhaps after some training from Brother Azheng, Lin Huayin put away her cold expression and came to the living room with a calm face. Before sitting down, she said aloud: "There are no ingredients at home, I'm going to buy vegetables."
"Auntie is here and still eating at home." Xiao Zheng said tactfully. "Anyway, today is your birthday again, why don't we go to the restaurant to eat. We can also celebrate you."
"As a monk, what can she eat outside?" Lin Huayin said lightly.
Xiao Zheng suddenly realized it, scratched his head and said with a smile: "That's right. Auntie is really not suitable for eating in a restaurant. That's fine. You chat with auntie, and I'll buy food."
"Let's go together." Ye Yuhua slowly stood up and said with a gentle look on his face. "I haven't been to Mingzhu for many years."
"That's the best." Xiao Zheng cheered up and said with a smile. "Auntie, if you haven't been to Mingzhu in twenty years, I would really have to show you around. Mingzhu has undergone earth-shaking changes in the past twenty years."
Ye Yuhua nodded lightly and said, "Sorry to trouble you."
"Auntie, you are so polite." Xiao Zheng took the key from Lin Huayin and said with great interest. "Let's take a walk, let's take Auntie around."
Lin Huayin felt a slight sense of peace in her heart when she saw Xiao Zheng trying hard to maintain a situation that could easily fall into embarrassment. With him here, at least I don't have to worry about being too boring, and I don't have to look for words when I have nothing to say.
However, thinking that Xiao Zheng had not returned home all night, and it was very likely that he had not slept all night, he couldn't help but take the key from Xiao Zheng's hand and said lightly: "Did you not sleep last night?"
"It's okay," Xiao Zheng said with a grin as his bloodshot eyes widened. "Don't talk about one day, even if I don't sleep for three days, I will still be energetic."
"I'll drive." Lin Huayin didn't say much, took the keys and went out.
Xiao Zheng shrugged, turned back and smiled at Ye Yuhua, who was ignored by Lin Huayin: "She has this temper."
Ye Yuhua smiled and did not express any opinion.
How can a mother not understand her daughter? Even though we have met only a handful of times in the past twenty years, how can the family love that is blood thicker than water be measured by time
The three of them got into Lin Huayin's white BMW. Lin Huayin drove the car, while Xiao Zheng sat in the back car and chatted with Ye Yuhua. The whole person was in an inexplicable state of excitement, and he even ignored Ma Yingjun's presence. Didn't even think about it.
"Auntie, do you think Mingzhu has changed a lot compared to twenty years ago? It is also becoming more and more prosperous." Xiao Zheng asked with a smile.
Ye Yuhua's eyes were calm and he nodded: "It's very big. There are a lot of people."
"Yes." Xiao Zheng said with emotion. "A major financial town always needs workers from all over the world to promote it. Old Pearl people alone cannot do it."
Ye Yuhua said gently: "Yes."
Twenty years. She has long been accustomed to talking less and listening more. It's not as sharp a comment as it was back then. She always looks at problems from her own perspective and uses her extraordinary business talents to make sharp analysis, making others feel more pressured.
Nowadays, Ye Yuhua may still retain her innate talent, but twenty years of chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's words have already wiped away her glitz, leaving only the silence of the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha.
"Auntie, I heard from Xiaozhu that you were the most famous talented woman in Yanjing back then. Do you know our pearl tycoon Lu Dashan?" While Xiao Zheng was looking for a topic, he wanted to learn about Lu Dashan's past through Ye Yuhua. Of course, it is not that he has no way to understand Lu Dashan, but compared with Ye Yuhua, a queen of the same period, Siyan's analysis of a person through a rigid network will always be biased.
"I know you." Ye Yuhua nodded slightly and said. "Still an old acquaintance."
as expected. Big figures like Ye Yuhua and Lu Dashan, even if one is in the south and the other is in the north, the possibility of not knowing them is too low.
"Is he very rich? And very impressive." Xiao Zheng asked.
"Quite impressive." Ye Yuhua smiled. "He became the richest man in Pearl at the age of thirty. Do you think he is very rich?"
Xiao Zheng grinned and said, "They are all so rich." After a pause, he continued to ask. "Then why can't I hear any news from him now? Is he lonely?"
"There are high-profile and low-profile rich people. If they don't want to show up, it will be difficult for outsiders to hear about them," Ye Yuhua explained.
"It seems that he is a low-key rich man." Xiao Zheng nodded.
"Still a carefree rich man." Ye Yuhua said with a smile. The evaluation of Lu Dashan is quite high.
The two of them talked and laughed happily while admiring the scenery outside the window. Time flew by very quickly. Lin Huayin also took a long detour, passing through many famous scenic spots in Mingzhu, and took Ye Yuhua for a tour.
Arriving at the mall, Ye Yuhua, dressed in a robe, quickly attracted a lot of strange eyes. After all, in an international metropolis like Mingzhu, there are very few monks wandering around. Especially a female nun who is as beautiful as a fairy like Ye Yuhua. It is extremely rare.
Xiao Zheng noticed that several middle-aged men looked at Ye Yuhua with voyeuristic eyes. For ordinary women, this may be very common, or even a kind of silent compliment, but for Ye Yuhua, a monk, it is a bit blasphemous. But before Xiao Zheng could react, Ye Yuhua said softly: "As a monk, I also cultivate my mind. I have been practicing for twenty years. I have understood some principles and alleviated some obsessions. I have let go of everything I can. I cannot let go. Yes, I’m participating too.”
These words were originally just to persuade Xiao Zheng not to mind the eyes of others, but they inadvertently hurt Lin Huayin's heart. I couldn't help but asked coldly: "You have let go of everything that should be released, and you have to let go of things that shouldn't be released. Then what are you doing here? Fulfill the obligations that you have not fulfilled. Or do it for others to see."
Xiao Zheng was caught off guard, but Ye Yuhua's face remained calm and calm.
"You don't fight when you should fight, but you fight for half your life when you don't need to fight. You have been practicing Zen for twenty years, but you can't even understand a word of love. How dare you say that you are not using Buddhism to escape." Lin Huayin He said with a cold expression. His face was filled with anger that he would not fight, but he also hated his ruthlessness.