After I traveled through the book, the scheming little villain had ulterior motives towards me

The elder looked at the woman and the boy in front of him, and gradually they overlapped with the two children in his memory.

"grown up."

There's something otherworldly about his voice, and his words make people feel happy.

"It's been eight years. Thank you for the agarwood bracelet you gave me."

There was a faint smile on the elder's wrinkled face and he shook his head.

"It was the Buddha's instruction."

As he said this, he bowed in the direction of the Buddha in the distance.

An Yuannian pulled the young man beside him and bowed as well.

Believers only wish for the safety and health of their loved ones.

After all these years, she still hopes that they will be safe and healthy.

The little monk restrained his playful look and stood seriously behind the elder.

He lowered his eyes and in an instant returned to the state he was in when he was deeply immersed in Buddhism.

"Elder, I came here today to discuss with you the matter of our donation money for incense offerings."

An Yuannian spoke to him respectfully.

The elder raised his hand and pointed to the main hall in front: "Lady donor, the donation money is in the main hall in front."

He treats every child here as his own, and Zhaocai just told her so.

The elder has raised eighty-two children in his life. In the beginning, he was the only one who repaired and cleaned the dilapidated temple. Later, he picked up an abandoned baby outside. From then on, there were more than just the two of them in this temple.

He would bring abandoned children back to the temple and sell all his property to raise the children.

He never forced these children to stay in the temple and guard it with him. Most of the children who came out of his hands ran out and only a very few stayed in the temple.

Children who are able to succeed will donate money to the temples, and they repair the temples and improve the food.

They all love this home, but they also have their own little home.

The one who has remained unchanged here for decades is this elder.

Some pilgrims here would entrust their children to the elders and never come back. Fortunately, these children grew up well in the hands of the elders.

They are kind, brave, patriotic and lively... They have the best blessings of Buddha, and hanging on one of the trees is their amulet.

The elders pray for the departed children here every day.

"I want to donate some money for the children."

An Yuannian stood straight holding the boy beside her.

Even though these children grow up well under the care of the elders, school education is the most important.

Each of them has different ideals, and the elder can understand but his ability is limited.

The elder's clear eyes flashed with a bright light: "Female donor, shall we go to the side room to talk?"

He extended his hand as a gesture of invitation.

An Yuannian shook his head and made a gesture to the elder: "Elder, please lead the way."

The elder smiled and led them to the wing room.

In the side room, the little monk poured hot tea and placed it on the table.

"Two donors please."

The elder stroked his white beard. He had basically not changed over the years.

Qi Yiheng placed the hot tea in front of her: "Be careful, it's hot."

An Yuannian waved to Qi Yiheng.

Qi Yiheng came closer.

She whispered quietly, "Do you want to know what I prayed for you back then?"

Qi Yiheng's eyes were sparkling and full of childishness.

"think."

"I discussed with the elders about donating money and you went to look for it. If you don't find it, you can't think of it anymore. If you find it, I will grant you a wish."

An Yuannian raised his eyebrows with a confident expression on his face.

"it is good."

He agreed, and the little monk took him away.

The elder looked at her with a serious expression: "Donee, why are you doing this?"

An Yuannian wiped away the tears from her eyes: "His life can't be all about suffering. I'm willing to pay any price to stop it a little bit."

"Alas, benefactor... don't regret it."

"not regret."

She didn't regret the moment she made the decision. She had always wanted to pull him out of the darkness, and if she had to watch him leave this world, she would rather bear the consequences herself.

Someone has to face it. She still has a chance of survival, but he doesn't.

"It's obvious that the donor stayed and wanted to talk to me alone."

The elder's face was full of pity.

"I know, but he respects me and won't ask."

The elder looked at the door of the wing room with regret, as if he was looking through the door at the young man walking away.

"He'll be sad."

The elder was spinning the Buddhist beads in his hands, and he closed his eyes, trying to see a different destiny.

But fate is so bumpy, this disaster is destined to happen.

The bracelet in his hand broke and the Buddhist beads scattered on the ground.

An Yuannian was startled and hurriedly squatted down to pick it up.

"Donor, no need to pick it up."

There was some emotion in his eyes.

An Yuannian helped pick up the Buddhist beads on the ground and said, "Elder, we can string them together again."

She placed the Buddhist beads on the tray with the teapot so that the beads would not roll away.

"Elder, let's get down to business!"

"it is good."

An Yuannian took out the contract she had prepared not long ago from her backpack. Every requirement in the contract would not cause any harm to the elders or even the temple.

"Elder, I will donate 50 million in my personal name for the growth, education, and living of the important children in the temple. I will give 500,000 yuan of this money to the temple every year. The amount will also increase as the number of children in the temple increases. 50 million is not a fixed number. As long as the children are there, I will continue to provide financial support, even if I am gone."

The elder was also surprised when he heard the money. Many people donated over the years, but it was only enough to solve the problem of children's food and clothing. However, as the number of children increased, the life of the temple became unsustainable.

Children's education cannot be interrupted. He can only teach them the knowledge he knows to the best of his ability. Their lives are broad and cannot be constrained by money.

Over the years, every child has been his child, and some of them would go back with their biological fathers when they came looking for him.

"Thank you, benefactor."

The elder leaned on the table with tears in his eyes. He wanted to bow but was stopped by An Yuannian.

"Elder, I have additional conditions."

The elder looked at her.

"First, only you know about this donation. Second, if the child breaks the law, I will stop supporting him. Third, every batch of children must go out to earn money when they turn 18. They also need to grow up."

Every condition An Yuannian mentioned was very realistic. If other people knew about the money, even if it was paid in installments, there was no guarantee that anyone would be jealous.

Never underestimate the power of money, this is something she understood very early on.

She has no obligation to raise so many children, they will have to take care of their lives after they turn eighteen, and her money will help the younger children.

These children have no home, so the appearance of the elders gives them hope of survival.