Siheyuan: It started with Yu Li's door-to-door work

The temperature in the mountains in winter is low.

The spring water flows underground.

Moss grows like crazy.

There is a risk of slipping at every step.

Everyone walks slowly.

He Yudong walked last.

The elderly are not as convenient as the young.

Be more careful with every step you take.

Ran Qiuye whispered aside.

"There are few people in this temple. Sure enough, this one step can stop many people."

"That's why it depends on whether you are sincere or not."

"Am I sincere? Of course, the gods and Buddhas can see me slipping and crawling towards their feet step by step."

"After entering the temple, do you know what you really want?"

"In my dreams, I want to spend the rest of my life with you safely."

"This request is not for the benefit of the world, but for yourself. It seems that this Buddha statue and temple have not washed your soul?"

"So you made a mistake on the train. I'll be like Qin Huairu, planning you to get close to you all day long, but I'm not for the food and drink, and the half of the braised pork. I'm for you."

He Yudong felt guilty for saying this under the Buddha statue.

Ran Qiuye didn't care.

So he laughed too.

Even if it is looked down upon by gods and Buddhas.

He is now one of the most ordinary mortals.

The golden Buddha statue appeared in front of my eyes.

The whole body is shining with golden light.

More majestic than imagined.

The four lit incense and knelt in front of the Buddha statue.

The incense is lingering.

Plumes of black smoke flew up.

Make it warmer in winter.

Burning incense and praying to Buddha.

Round down.

A layer of frost formed on the white papered wooden door.

It was difficult to push away.

As soon as the door opens.

It was snowing outside.

The dark blue sky is flecked with white stars.

It fell on the stone steps in a thin layer.

The road got slipperier.

The abbot followed and saw.

Let the four of them stay.

"It seems that God intends to keep you for one night. We have simple tea and light food here, and a few small rooms can shelter from wind and rain. In snowy weather, the road is slippery. It's better not to go back."

"Okay, thank you abbot."

"It should be, everyone brings incense, it can be regarded as the last stick of incense before the New Year."

A group of people followed to the backyard.

Lay floor coverings on the floor.

Make a quilt.

Cover with a quilt.

Just ready to sleep.

Chai Fang makes some ready-made vegetables.

Store it well and take some out every day.

Can live through the whole winter.

The tree creaked as it was burned.

Sparks splattered.

A hot meal is ready.

One person eats one bowl without saying a word.

In this snow mountain.

But it looks very precious and beautiful.

after eating.

The abbot asked them to go back to their rooms to rest.

Advise to lock the doors and windows.

"The snow will not stop tonight, and the mountain will be covered by heavy snow tomorrow. You may not be able to go down the mountain again. If the snow stops, you will be able to go down the mountain after another two or three days. In short, you must close the door tightly tonight, otherwise the wind and snow will drift in. Oh no."

"Okay, thank you abbot."

"What a poor monk should do."

Several people returned to the room.

"The mountain is blocked by heavy snow, so how are we going to celebrate the new year? Is it on this mountain?"

Ran Qiuye said while taking off his coat.

"The abbot said it was God's will. If you can't go down the mountain, you have to stay here."

"I knew we'd bring Xiaozhu with me, we couldn't leave, so she had to celebrate the New Year with the children alone."

"She'll be fine."

It snowed all night.

The mountains were extremely quiet.

Early the next morning.

open the door.

The wind and snow fell in.

It turned into thick snow overnight.

"I can't go down the mountain anymore."

Ran Qiuye turned around and said.

There are no more people on the snow-covered mountains.

Except for the sound of the little monk sweeping the floor early in the morning.

The abbot wiped the snow off the clock.

Ring the morning clock.

Ran Qiuye stretched.

Ran's father and Ran's mother also got up.

Ran's father took a piece of clean snow.

Talking about making a pot of tea.

"It's the New Year's Eve here this year."

He Yudong went out and said to them.

The little monk came over with a broom like a broom.

Said with a smile.

"It's been a long time since no one left on the mountain, and they can still celebrate the New Year with us."

Father Ran chuckled.

"It's all fate. It's fate to meet thousands of miles away. I think there were twists and turns the night before we set off, and there was a snowstorm when we went up the mountain. When we got off the car, the sky was still clear."

"Yes."

The little monk picked up the broom and swept carefully.

"I'll sweep out a path after sweeping this area. Let's get ready together."

Celebrating the Spring Festival has always been difficult for He Yudong and Ran Qiuye.

In the past, every family in the yard tried their best to get them to have a New Year's Eve dinner together.

I want to take this opportunity to kill them. .

Earn some meat and add it to the bowl.

Don't give up if you don't succeed.

Come up with various ways.