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Chapter 211 Finding the Broken Temple
Every time they came here before, they always carried a few big food boxes in their hands.

She knew that the food box was from Jingshui Building. Although she had never eaten the food from Jingshui Building, she could guess how much a meal would cost.

Just that one meal can be worth the monthly meal expenses of their ordinary family.

They brought such extravagant food here several times, not to mention the food inside, even the food box that contained the food was sold to give their family half a month's living expenses.

They can't eat meat once a year, and the chickens, ducks and rabbits raised at home are sold for money during the Chinese New Year.

Several dolls have reached the age of going to school, and they need to save money to send them to school.

If they don't go to school, they can only work in the fields like them for the rest of their lives.

Even if he worked hard all his life, he was reluctant to spend so much money to go to Jingshui Building just to eat such a meal.

But Jiang Zhao and the others didn't dislike their poverty at all. Whenever they came to see them, they would come with food in their hands.

When I see children, I will also give them change to buy some snacks.

"Mother Zhuzi, we are here this time because we have something to ask for your help."

"Oh, if you want to help or not, just ask."

Aunt Zhuzi said quickly.

"It's like this. We met a group of homeless people. They were all old, weak, sick, and young. They didn't even have the basic ability to protect themselves. We wondered if there were any abandoned houses in the village for them to live in."

"In normal times, let them do what they can to support themselves."

Jiang Zhao explained the purpose of coming this time.

Zhuzi's mother and father pondered for a long time in their hearts to see if there were any abandoned houses.

In this village, everyone's house is passed down from the ancestors, and the children and grandchildren occasionally expand it, but there are basically no houses for sale.

There are even fewer deserted ones. After all, if there is a good home, whoever has nothing to do will stay there.

After all, everyone is not rich.

The rich moved to the city early, who would stay here.

So after thinking for a long time, Zhuzi's mother and father didn't think of any abandoned houses.

They all shook their heads: "The houses here are full of people, and the abandoned ones are their ancestral houses. It is impossible to sell them."

Jiang Zhao suddenly had a headache, there was no house, so where should those homeless people live tonight.

Suddenly, Zhuzi's father thought of something.

He said: "A few miles to the east from here, there is a dilapidated ruined temple, and the space inside is quite large."

"It's just that the place is too remote and inaccessible, that's why the temple was slowly abandoned. If you think it's okay, I can take you there to have a look."

Jiang Zhao nodded quickly: "Okay, then I will trouble you."

The honest man smiled slightly and said, "This is nothing to worry about."

But Aunt Zhuzi questioned, "I've lived here for so long, why haven't I heard that there is a ruined temple somewhere?"

"The ruined temple is probably from the period of the first emperor. At the beginning, a few monks built it. They didn't spend any money, so they chose such a remote place."

"But after it was completed, because it was too far away, and people in our Tianyu Dynasty didn't believe in Buddhism very much, there was not a single pilgrim to pay homage to Buddha."

"The monks inside have no money for sesame oil, so they can only go down the mountain to Huazhai, but it's too far to go back and forth, and there is probably no hope in this temple, so they just go and never come back."

"The temple is in a remote place, and not many people know about it. It was gradually forgotten later on. The old people in the village probably don't even know that there used to be a temple nearby."

After hearing this, Aunt Zhuzi nodded thoughtfully: "That's it, how did you know?"

"When I was young, I went hunting with my grandfather, but I got lost. I didn't get home until midnight. My grandfather took me to that ruined temple for the night. He told me all of this."

Several people present nodded, it turned out to be the case.

After saying that, Zhuzi's father handed all the things in his hands to the children, and then said to his wife.

"You take the children home to cook first, and I will take the two gentlemen to the ruined temple to have a look."

After all, he walked ahead and led the way, with Jiang Zhao and Si Mubai following behind.

Because the place of the ruined temple is too remote, no pedestrians pass by at all, so the road is full of weeds and thorns.

Fortunately, Zhuzi's father had the foresight to leave with a sickle for chopping firewood in his hand.

He walked in the front and led the way, holding a sickle, and from time to time he cut twice in front, cutting off all the grass that got in the way, so that he and Jiang Zhao behind could walk easily.

Jiang Zhao and the others stepped on the grass as they walked, so that if homeless people came to live here, it would be easier to walk.

Jiang Zhao trampled a weed under his feet. There were so many weeds that he couldn't cut them all down.

But when there are more people living there, these weeds will gradually stop growing.

Only four or five miles away, this ruined temple is indeed not far from Zhuzi's house.

However, Zhuzi's house itself is relatively remote, at the very edge of the village.

So this place is really far away for the people in the village.

Jiang Zhao and the others walked for about two quarters of an hour before reaching the foot of a mountain.

Zhuzi's father pointed to the mountain and said, "The ruined temple is on the mountainside."

Jiang Zhao looked up. This mountain is not very high, halfway up the mountain, it can be climbed in about 10 minutes.

The way up the mountain may be because the monks thought that there would be pilgrims coming to worship the Buddha, so they made it quite spacious.

It's just that no one left for a long time, and it was covered by weeds.

Fortunately, Zhuzi's father still remembered the way up the mountain. He took a sickle and cleared all the weeds on the road one by one, and a spacious road came out.

Jiang Zhaoyu, Simu Bai and the two walked behind, poking the grass with their hands from time to time to prepare for the homeless people coming here.

After climbing for about ten minutes, the ruined temple appeared within the range of vision.

Seeing the ruined temple, Jiang Zhao felt that his whole body was full of energy.

A few people walked quickly into the ruined temple. The ruined temple was well preserved, and there were not many leaks.

It's just that no one has lived in it for too long, and it is covered with a thick layer of dust.

It's time to clean it up.

Jiang Zhao and the others inspected the lobby in front and the meditation room in the back.

Quite satisfied with this place.

The place is big enough, spacious enough, and the equipment is complete.

There are also kitchens, as well as beds in the rooms, but things like quilts are badly bitten by moths.

If you pick it up a little bit, there is no problem at all.

Jiang Zhao nodded in satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)