Did Miss become a nun today?

Pei Changfeng and Wei Lin did not reappear after that day, presumably because they were kept outside.

Her life remained unchanged until a month later, when the nun invited her to come over.

Upon entering the meditation room and seeing the person inside, I put my hands together in a gesture of respect.

Shen Heng paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

"Benefactor Shen wishes to donate incense to the nunnery today, and I must tell you about this matter."

Although she was a handyman, she still managed the accounts of Qingyun Nunnery.

She should indeed be responsible for this matter of donating incense.

"Benefactor Shen, this way please."

Shen Heng didn't get used to the way she was addressed for a long time. She forced a smile and followed them to the backyard.

When she took out the silver notes, Xie Yun Chu was startled. The small box was full of silver notes, which must have been worth tens of thousands of taels.

"So many? Are they all going to be donated?"

Shen Heng smiled and said, "This is also a token of our appreciation. We're worried about you being here."

Xie Yun Chu asked a senior sister to help her count the money and keep track of the accounts. After the senior sister left, she looked at her mother.

"I'm doing fine here."

Shen Heng could tell that her complexion had improved since she came to the nunnery.

But she could see clearly that he was dressed simply, with calluses and cuts on his hands, the wounds of which had scabbed over.

But there was a light in her eyes, and she looked genuinely happy.

"Mother," Xie Yun Chu called out, "This is the last time I will call you that. I have been working odd jobs at the nunnery for two months now. The abbess is kind and will be officially ordained as a nun next month. After that, please don't come anymore."

Since our earthly ties have been severed, we should not meet again. To meet again would only breed longing, an endless cycle.

Shen Heng wanted to cry again, but Xie Yun Chu wiped away her tears. "Mother, you don't need to be sad for me. I'm really fine. You mustn't wrong yourself for my sake."

"Although I am your daughter, you yourself are the most important. I didn't understand why you sent me to the capital before, but now I understand, you did the right thing."

Xie Yun Chu didn't want her mother to give up everything and stay in the capital because of her. Her mother wouldn't be happy, after all, she wasn't a child born from mutual love between her parents.

As for her father, she didn't ask, but she had her own guesses.

Her mother was free, but she had a child at a young age and raised her for six years, which bound her to her own life.

Now that she's grown up, she understands her hardships.

Her mother had never told her about those things from the past. Actually, it wasn't hard to guess; with her mother's personality, it was impossible for her to be confined to the inner quarters.

She chose what she liked, and her mother naturally wanted to follow the path she preferred as well, without having to compromise for others, including her own daughter.

"You silly girl, you can spout off a whole bunch of profound truths."

Shen Heng hugged her and cried for a long time before reluctantly leaving.

The nunnery suddenly had such a large sum of money, and for a moment they really didn't know where to spend it.

After thinking it over, it seems that the nunnery has everything it needs.

The nun looked at Xie Yun Chu, "What are your thoughts?"

Xie Yun Chu pondered for a moment, then said, "Master, why don't we open a charity hall?"

"There are still many people in this world who don't have enough to eat or wear. It was when I met that little girl, Sui'er, in the nunnery that I learned about the suffering of the people."

"I have heard that Qingyun Nunnery donates a portion of its incense money to the poor every year, but whether that money actually reaches the people is unknown."

Why not open a charity hall on the mountain? That way, the money will truly be used effectively.

The senior sisters looked at each other and agreed that what she said made sense.

"My junior sister comes from a good family and knows the tricks of the trade. Rather than wasting money, it's better to keep it under our noses."

The nun nodded, "Alright, I'll do as you say."

Qingyun Nunnery wanted to build a charity hall, and the final location was chosen on the mountainside, separated from Qingyun Nunnery by a forest.

Originally, she was going to the city to find craftsmen and bricklayers, but Zhao Mingyue suddenly brought a group of people to use for her.

"These people are all reliable. Just tell me what you need, no money required."

Xie Yun Chu dared not listen to her and paid the money as usual.

Since it was her suggestion, she naturally took charge of the matter, so she called Hui Niang along.

Explain the requirements of the charity clearly, and that you only need to come and check on it each day.

Early that morning, the two went to supervise the construction as usual. Hui Niang tugged at her sleeve and asked, "Yun Chu, do those people know you? I've seen them coming here for several days now."

Xie Yun Chu looked over and saw several people standing under the tree. She only glanced at them and couldn't see the others clearly, but she did see Prince Su.

I didn't recognize him at first either, because his appearance was really striking.

He's using crutches, and the white cloth on his head hasn't been removed yet. His arm is in a sling, which means he's suffered another injury.

She pretended not to see it and said to Huiniang, "I don't know her."

Only after the person had walked away did the person under the tree speak, "This child, did he really come to become a monk?"

Zhao Yu was incredulous. Lu Heng had been crying so hard she couldn't speak, and Zhao Zhang, who was already in a bad mood, was even more annoyed by her crying.

"Alright, stop crying! You're a grown man, and you haven't improved at all over the years. You've cried away all your good fortune!"

Lu Heng sniffed. "How is Your Highness any better than me? After all these years, your temper is still as bad as ever. What progress have you made?"

Lu Heng cried more and more sadly, "I just feel sorry for this child. He left home at such a young age. He'll have to suffer for the rest of his life."

The two started arguing back and forth, leaving Zhao Yu helpless. They were evenly matched, and neither of them had improved.

At forty years old, it's embarrassing to still bicker like you did when you were young.

Zhao Mingyue stood behind the group and rubbed her forehead.

Others could be stopped, but these three were impossible to stop. They insisted on coming up the mountain, and every day they would stand on Yun Chu's only path to take a few glances.

Fortunately, none of them lost their composure; they simply watched from a distance and did not approach to disturb them.

Xie Yun Chu didn't take those people to heart; Xiu Shan Tang was the most important thing right now, and it absolutely couldn't afford any mishaps.

In the future, children like Sui'er who suffer from hunger and cold will also have a place to go.

Thinking of Sui'er, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, she had sent someone to inquire about her. Now that Chen Yan had found a good job and the Chen family was well-off, she was relieved.

*

The construction of the charity hall is progressing faster than expected.

The group of people Zhao Mingyue brought were quick and efficient. They put up the tiles on the walls and the wooden beams on the roof. In about ten days, the framework of the three large houses was erected.

Xie Yunchu went to the construction site to supervise the work every morning and returned in the evening to copy scriptures, leading a fulfilling and regular life.

Hui Niang glanced at her several times, and finally couldn't help but laugh. "Now I understand what you said last time."

"What did you say?"

"You're not desperate; you genuinely like it."

She worked and supervised the construction during the day, and when she came back, her back ached so much that she couldn't even muster the strength to eat, let alone copy scriptures.

Xie Yun Chu was always full of energy. She would work all day and then come back to chant sutras and recite Buddhist scriptures. She would copy sutras until midnight and get up before dawn. She had inexhaustible energy.

If one didn't truly love something, how could one go to such lengths?

"My devotion to Buddhism is as clear as day and night. I only wish to add more incense oil to the Buddha's altar and copy more scriptures for offering, to show my piety as a disciple."

Hui Niang waved her hand, admitting her inferiority.

She bent down and finished copying the remaining two sentences, then got up to go to the charity hall.

As dusk fell, the two returned from the charity hall. Passing through the woods, Hui Niang suddenly stopped. "Yun Chu, did you hear anything?"