The domineering president's barbaric wife

The cold sand in tingshang was quiet, even the barking of dogs and the singing of birds were very few.

Security personnel are sparing no effort to complete four patrols a day. Once at six in the morning, once at six in the afternoon, once at twelve in the evening, and once again at two in the morning.

Although the work is hard, there is no way. The monthly salary here is more than twice as much as that of the security guards in other places. Therefore, many people still want to come in.

I don't know if it's a common problem for the rich. Before 8 a.m., there was almost no voice here, and few people ran in the morning.

Therefore, when the security guard saw the man striding away on the patrol Road, he thought for a moment that he had met a colleague. But I felt the chill around the man, and the security guard didn't dare to say hello rashly. Silence, the man has gone far.

When Leng Mohan sat in the car, he was still carrying a lot of fog in the early morning. Although it's deep summer, it's still cool in the morning with a little air conditioning.

"Mr. Leng." Hearing the sound of the door pulling, the secretary turned and called respectfully from the driver's seat.

"Drive to the riverside." Leng Mo Han's tone is gloomy. It's obvious that he hasn't got up yet. See their own president no spirit, the Secretary also know not to disturb.

The car was driving at a constant speed on the road. It was so quiet all around that the sound of the wheels crossing the asphalt road could be heard clearly.

Although the secretary did not speak, but the mind, but already active to a hundred miles away. You can tell me that Chairman Leng has been lying in the hospital for several months, and the usual time has passed. Only the 15th day of every month can be remembered deeply and never forgotten.

How lovely the old lady is

Because it's still early and there is no traffic jam, the traffic in Haiyu city is still smooth. After driving for about 20 minutes, the old temple near Lei river is already visible.

Through the door, the car into the villa supporting garage, the Secretary through the rear-view mirror, quietly call is still sleeping president, said: "president, Linshui people arrived." He raised his wrist, looked at the time and said, "president, there will be the most people in about five minutes."

Leng Mohan suddenly opened his eyes, moved his neck around, and pushed the door to get off. Before leaving, he left a sentence to his secretary: "wait for me in the car."

Shen Xiaonian looks at himself in the mirror with a little resentment, and dances the toothbrush in his hand. Brush your teeth at the same time, but also in the heart scold yourself: at the beginning said what is not good, partial said his grandmother believed in Buddhism, even if the door did not go in, but also put yourself in.

Today is the third day that Shen Xiaonian moved here. At the same time, it is the third day that she was awakened from her dream by Aunt Ding and went to the nearby ancient temple to attend some worship.

Take a look. The blue and gray mark under the eyeground is turning into a panda's eye. Shen Xiaonian washed his face and patted it with cold water. In addition to cheering up, he encouraged himself secretly. This time, he must make it clear to Aunt ding that he doesn't believe in Buddhism. It's his grandmother who believes in Buddhism! You don't have to rush to the temple like a devout believer every day.

You can, Shen Xiaonian. Today will be the last day of your early career.

After washing his face, Shen Xiaonian felt that the whole person was in a lot of spirit. He summoned up his spirit and went downstairs to gather with aunt Ding.

The ancient temple is not far from the people near the water. It only takes about five minutes to walk. The ancient temple is not big and has three parts. Confucius hall, God of wealth hall, Guanyin hall.

You can tell by the name that Confucius Temple is for study, God of wealth temple is for wealth, and Guanyin temple is for son. Therefore, every time she comes back to the ancient temple, Shen Xiaonian goes straight to the Confucius Temple, because there is no other place for her except here.

In the temple of the God of wealth, money is something out of his body. He will not bring it when he is alive or when he is dead. Because of this belief, Shen Xiaonian has always been indifferent to money.

In Guanyin temple, Shen Xiaonian was not interested in these two, or lost interest. Child, another Shen Yuchen is enough. As for marriage, Shen Xiaonian is even more afraid to touch it.

This morning's fog is heavier than that of the previous two days. Standing far away, people in front of them can't see clearly.

Shen Xiaonian and aunt Ding bid farewell in front of the ancient temple. We agreed to go to the vegetable market not far from here to buy vegetables at the end of the visit.

Shen Xiaonian thinks that after getting up in the morning, he can't go back to sleep any more. It's better to accompany the old people to buy vegetables and help them share some labor work. It's not easy for old people to come out and do something.

Shen Xiaonian went to Confucius Temple, and aunt Ding went to Guanyin temple.

But don't get me wrong, aunt Ding's visit to Guanyin is not to help her beg for a son. She is to help herself. She has been married for more than three years, but no daughter has come to beg for a son.

Sincerity is the key to success. Aunt Ding gets up every morning to pay homage. She has insisted on it for almost two or three months. After a long time, it seems that it has become her habit to visit the ancient temple.

Shen Xiaonian crossed the steps, lit several incense sticks, knelt down on the mat and prayed devoutly in his heart.

When dealing with the Buddha, you should not have any thoughts in your heart. Will their wishes, back and forth in the heart said three or four times, the gods will always notice.

Shen Yuchen is still young. After two or three symbolic prayers, Shen Xiaonian slowly stood up from the ground, turned around and walked out of the Confucius hall.

It's still early. Shen Xiaonian thinks that Aunt Ding's desire is much more urgent than her own medicine. She should not come out of Guanyin hall so soon.

So I decided to take a look around.

Standing on the steps overlooking, found here can see only a few carved beams and painted buildings. Just in time, Shen Xiaonian thought, he has not been to the other two halls. It's just a visit, not a visit.

The pattern of the three temples is exactly the same. In the middle, there are some dignified statues of the God of wealth, some kind-hearted statues of Guanyin, and some benevolent statues of Confucius. On both sides of the statues, there are two respectful little Shamis who are bowing their heads and praying. They have no hair, bald head, in this huge temple, also does not appear abrupt. On the contrary, there is more sense of solemnity.