"I also wish you, Grandpa Monk, good health."
The old monk bowed again, and amidst a chant of "Amitabha Buddha," they parted ways.
After Li Zhiyuan left, the old monk suddenly slumped, and the two little monks sent away by Yuan, along with the two elderly security guards sitting by the gate, immediately rushed over to help the old monk up.
Amidst concerned inquiries, the old monk slowly opened his eyes, looked at the surroundings, then at his kasaya and the staff in his hand, and wondered:
"I just took a nap, how did I end up here?"
...
By the time they returned from Gaoyou to Si Yuan Village, it was near dusk.
Xiao Yingying held the child, sitting on the yard, facing the sunset.
Lihua took the child from Xiao Yingying's arms, comforted him a bit, then handed him to her husband.
Xiong Shan played with the child before handing him back to Lihua. Lihua gently pinched the child's butt, and the child cried out.
Lihua smoothly placed the child back into Xiao Yingying's arms.
