Chapter 255

"What did he do? Brocade silk? Do you also believe in the God of wealth? " Zhu Yangguang looks at Xi jinjuan and asks.

Brocade silk?

Zhu Yangguang calls her brocade silk?

This surprised yechen?

It's only a few days. Has their relationship developed to this point?

Yechen did not mean jealous, on the contrary! He thought it was good.

He was surprised that the relationship between the two developed rapidly.

That's a good thing! Zhu Yangguang's wife passed away and had a son. Xi jinjuan's husband also passed away and had a daughter, Lele.

What a wonderful thing it is to have two families in one!

Xi brocade silk has a good home, ye Chencai rest assured.

After all! They were in love.

Xi jinjuan is his first love.

If it wasn't for special circumstances, they would have been consistent.

"Letter Xi jinjuan looked at Zhu Yangguang and said with certainty.

"The letter?"

"I didn't believe it before. I was atheist! Now? I believe it

"Do you believe in God?" Zhu Yangguang's face changed greatly and asked.

Xi jinjuan looks at Zhu Yangguang and shakes her head.

"I don't believe in God! I don't believe in ghosts! But! I believe in psychology. "

"Psychology?"

"Everything is imagined by people, and there is no God or ghost. But! It exists again!... "

"Wait! wait! Stop! Stop it Zhu Yangguang interrupted: "what do you mean? That's a contradiction

Xi jinjuan laughed and explained: "because of imagination! So! There is

"What is it?"

"Because you don't imagine ghosts and gods, so! There is no God or ghost

"What is it?" Zhu Yangguang didn't respond for a moment: How did Xi jinjuan change her philosophy all of a sudden? Or Zen?

Zen?

Is this Zen?

Zen? Zen?

"This is the power of faith!" Xi brocade silk see Zhu sunshine doubt her, dissatisfaction with her, quickly explained.

"The power of faith?"

"It means that we put our hopes on something, on Zigong, the God of wealth in Southwest China. Or say! Hope that in Confucius' student Zigong, there may be hallucinations, Zigong will appear, help me to achieve my goal! This is the power of faith

"Oh?"

"Just as we have ideals and dreams, we will place our hopes on them and hope that they will come true..."

Zhu Yangguang interrupted: "there are ideals, dreams, and we do not strive to pursue, that is Utopian, ideals and dreams will not come true."

Xi jinjuan explained: "the power of faith! My understanding is: the power of psychological hint! Cheer for yourself! The power of faith

"Oh?" Zhu Yangguang nodded and answered.

Actually! He didn't understand it completely.

Let him say why, but he can't say it.

Ye Chen saw that Zhu Yangguang was communicating with Xi jinjuan, so he didn't disturb him and took Lele to one side.

Lele wants to go to the toilet, so he will be a flower protector.

Lele is only four years old. He doesn't know about men and women. He has no taboo in front of Uncle Ye.

She takes Uncle Ye as her family and her father.

In her memory, her father even kisses her more than her mother. In front of dad, anything is OK.

So! In front of Uncle Ye, she can do anything.

"Uncle Ye! I'm afraid

Lele came out from the bathroom, holding yechen in her arms, and said with a scared face.

"No! Uncle Ye

"Well!"

"Just now! That bad uncle is terrible! He's having fun

"Ah

"He hit his mother!"

"Not afraid!"

"Well! be not afraid of! There's uncle Zhu! "

"Yes! And uncle Zhu! "

Yechen with Lele deliberately avoid to one side, to Xi jinjuan and Zhu Yangguang create opportunities.

With him or Lele present, they will only feel estranged, and it is not convenient to say a lot.

And more! With Lele at the scene, they were embarrassed.

It's hard to be close again.

As if! There was a pair of eyes looking at them.

People are doing it and the sky is watching it.

Ye Chen takes Lele to Lele's father's portrait and looks at the picture on the wall.

Lele saw his father's picture, tears flowed down unconsciously.

She didn't cry, she just shed tears.

Over there! Xi jinjuan and Zhu Yangguang are communicating.

"Folk custom! It's also a belief! Not superstition Xi jinjuan explained."It makes sense!" Zhu Yangguang responded.

Under the explanation of Xi jinjuan, Zhu Yangguang finally understood.

"Superstition! Superstition! It means that you are infatuated, absolutely believe, and don't know the root cause. Ghosts, gods! It's just people's mental imagination. So! Ghosts and gods don't exist!

But! From the perspective of psychology, ghosts and gods exist.

If we take what we have imagined as real existence and endow them with power beyond common sense, this is superstition... "

"Oh! I see! I get it Zhu Yang light spot head way.

"Why do we sacrifice our ancestors?"

"Why?"

"That's for memory!"

"In memory?"

"Ancestor worship is not superstition!"

"Well!"

"If it's superstition to offer sacrifices to ancestors? So! The Tomb Sweeping Day can be cancelled! "

"Cancel?"

"Some people think Qingming Festival is superstition?"

"Yes, yes! I thoroughly understand the difference between folklore and superstition! "

"So! I decided to invite a statue of Zi Gong from the southwest God of wealth, the Confucian God of wealth, the Confucian God of wealth, the Confucian God of wealth, and the twelve philosophers of the Confucian temple to come back, and I will worship him! Just like the supermarket owner! Because! He brought me good luck... "

If it had not been for the appearance of Zi Gong, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Just when Zhu Yangguang was injured and middle-aged uncle se was about to kill Zhu Yangguang, Zi Gong, one of the twelve philosophers in the Confucian temple, appeared in front of Xi jinjuan.

Zigong appeared in a flash of gold!

With the appearance of Zi Gong, middle-aged uncle se was defeated inexplicably. then! Uncle sEH ran away.

"Call ye Chen!"

Just then! A strange voice appeared in her brain, asking her to call ye Chen.

She thinks: this strange voice is the voice of Zigong.

Immediately! She calls Ye Chen.

Results! Ye Chen has returned to Mumahe village and is walking to her home.

Why is there such a coincidence?

So! In retrospect, Xi jinjuan had faith.

She felt that Zigong had helped her.

In order to feel the tribute, she must offer it.

After hearing Xi jinjuan's explanation, Zhu Yang nodded his head and said, "I don't object to your offering to Zigong, I don't object to your belief! Faith is faith, confidence and strength! Give yourself fuel, give yourself a spiritual support and support... "

"Thank you Thank you. "Then I'll invite a statue of Zi Gong to come back and offer it up."

"Where can I have it?"

"There are sculptors in the village! I asked him to sculpt a statue for me according to the image of Zi Gong in the Confucian temple! "

"I support you! Brocade silk Zhu Yangguang looked at the silk and nodded.