Yimeng Huangliang

In the rural northeastern mountainous regions stands a tiny Buddhist temple, named One Finger Temple. It isn't a large one but it is extremely miraculous.

The temple has rice that emanates an aromatic fragrance.

The temple has sweet and refreshing water that rivals ambrosia.

The temple has Buddhas that grant wishes to the sincere.

The temple isn't large but it has everything. The temple isn't large but it has flourishing incense offerings that far exceed all temples. The temple isn't large but it attracts both citizens and foreigners that line up overnight…

The temple has a bald but handsome monk. Every day, he would bawl, "I want to renounce asceticism! I want to marry a chick that's not too pretty, have a cute baby, and lead a stable life!"

This book is a casual novel that introduces various Chinese traditional customs, as well as Buddhist ones. It strives to be a positive book, allowing people to reflect on how they should live their lives and treat others.

The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

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"Grandpa, don't be angry. What Grandma said was right."

Chen Jin nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Dad, don't argue on this matter. We will absolutely not stand down on this matter," said Chen Long.

Chen Jin stared at Chen Long and said, "I will not accept it unless you give me a reasonable explanation today! To think I rushed down, tumbling on the way down. In the end, all of you are ingrates."

Su Hong and company gave a wry smile. They pulled Chen Jin to the side and told him all that they had seen.

When Chen Jin heard that, he fell silent.

"Old Man, I know you are stubborn, but with regards to Fangzheng, if you insist on being stubborn, there's no way we can live together. It's fine if you are stubborn, but you cannot be an ingrate! If not for Fangzheng, our entire family would already be nothing but ash," said Su Hong.

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