Zhang Shaofei smiled and said: "Yes, right here. Uncle Zhu, please sit down."
After saying that, Zhang Shaofei sat down first, closed his eyes, and soon entered a pleasant and comfortable state of meditation.
Seeing his peaceful and comfortable expression, Zhu Fugui also sat down.
It was very quiet in the forest, and the sunlight seemed to be dyed green through the layers of leaves; the wind was combed by the trees, making it refreshing and intoxicating.
Zhu Fugui, a very wealthy man, has not been able to be as leisurely among the mountains and rivers as he is today for many years. The unique fragrance of the forest and the sound of the gurgling stream gave him a long-lost sense of intimacy and an inexplicable touch.
A large grasshopper spread its colorful wings and flew over their heads. Le Zhidan crept away quietly and went to the edge of the forest to catch grasshoppers.
When Zhu Fugui saw her, he couldn't help but think of his childhood, the carefree, simple and happy time...
At that time, the mountains and rivers here were not named Zhu, and the Zhu family was just an ordinary family in the mountains. Like all children in the mountains, his spirit and soul were lost in the mountains, hung in the woods, and drifted in the streams. A wild flower, a grasshopper, or a group of small fish can all bring them great surprises. As a result, their happy laughter echoed in the mountains and forests all day long, flowing like a rushing stream...
The forest was bustling with silence: magpies were chirping and building houses with long and short dry branches; woodpeckers were knocking here and there, and the forest was filled with the sound of their work.
The sound of the woodpecker's tapping brought a bright smile to Zhu Fugui's face. He knew that the tree holes left by woodpeckers often became the favorite new homes of sparrows. When he was a child, he and his friends often climbed up trees and took out a few bare sparrow eggs or fluffy little sparrows from the tree holes...
Once, he reached into a tree hole and touched something cold. With the blessing of Bodhisattva, he immediately realized that what he had caught was a snake! He was so frightened that he fell from the tree. Fortunately, he let go in time and did not catch the snake, otherwise he would have been bitten severely.
Beauty and ugliness, warmth and coldness, just mixed together. Just like this mountain, this water, and this forest, they are all fun little sparrows at first. However, when you hold them tightly in your hands and turn them into your own private property, you realize that they are greedy poisonous snakes: worry about the naughty ones for a while. Children play with fire and set the forest on fire, and for a while they worry about someone illegally cutting down trees; if it doesn't rain, they worry about drought; if it rains, they worry about floods... They have endless worries and endless worries, whether they are worried about gains or losses, there is no end. No more, the cycle repeats, and I wake up several times every night...
That is to say, from that moment on, the simple and fulfilling satisfaction and the unrestrained joy became a distant dream that could never be found again.
A drop of crystal tear oozed from the corner of Zhu Fugui's eyes.
When he opened his eyes, Zhang Shaofei was looking at him with a smile. He also wanted to laugh, but his smile was sour and sad, and he sighed unknowingly.
Zhang Shaofei asked with concern: "Why did Uncle Zhu sigh?"
Zhu Fugui said: "I have long heard people say that if you have a lot of gold and silver in your pocket, you can only eat three meals a day; even if there are thousands of mansions, sleeping only takes up three or four feet wide. But I have never woken up or seen through it. Even more reluctant to let it go. Now it seems that I, the biggest rich man in Tianlu Mountain, am not as happy as you, an empty-handed outsider."
Zhang Shaofei smiled and said: "I wish you to use your talents to accumulate a fortune. There is nothing wrong in itself. The key is the way you have it and the way you use it." As he said that, Zhang Shaofei picked up a handful of fine sand from the sand and poured some of it on the ground. Zhu Fugui held it tightly in his hand. However, the harder he squeezed, the faster the sand disappeared, and eventually there was not much left. At the same time, Zhang Shaofei opened his palms, but very little of the sand fell out.
Zhang Shaofei immediately said: "Property is like the sand in this hand. The more you try to grab it and hold it tightly, the faster it will be lost. But if you share it with the public, not only will it not decrease, but it may increase."
Zhu Fugui didn't believe this. Wealth will only decrease the more you use it. How can it be true that it does not decrease but increases?
Zhang Shaofei knew that he didn't believe it, so he smiled and said: "Uncle Zhu, it seems that you often feel the pain of losing and wasting money, but rarely experience the joy of giving away money. It's like you own vast mountains and forests, but rarely feel like you do today. It’s like feeling the tranquility in the forest.”
Zhu Fugui had to nod.
Zhang Shaofei said: "People often say that good steel is used on the blade. Similarly, only by using money where it is most needed can the value of wealth creators be fully reflected. It is like the same bag of rice, left to become moldy, which naturally makes people I feel sorry for you; if you give alms to hungry people, you are likely to save a life. I believe that saving people will bring a greater sense of honor, accomplishment and happiness to Mr. Zhu than wasting it."
Zhu Fugui was embarrassed because in the past he often left the grain stored at home until it became moldy and was reluctant to take it out to give to his neighbors. Now that I think about it, I feel really ashamed, ridiculous, and stupid.
Zhang Shaofei added: "Using the wealth in your hands in the right place and letting it play its due role will definitely bring great happiness to the person who owns the wealth, and it will also definitely stimulate his motivation and motivation to create more wealth. Wisdom. At the same time, building bridges and roads, helping people in need, will greatly improve a person's credibility, and people will naturally be willing to deal with him, which will open up a wide range of financial resources. Besides, being kind and charitable will accumulate great blessings and gain Bodhisattva protects you. So you see, the famous good people in the world are not only rich and wealthy, but also often longevity stars with good fortune, good health, and many descendants."
Zhu Fugui thought about it seriously, and it was indeed as Zhang Shaofei said, those famous families with both wealth and wealth are all families who have accumulated good deeds. As for the children and grandchildren of those nouveau riche who cheated and deceived, almost all of them were prodigal sons with all kinds of evils, and their families would soon be ruined. He recalled what Zhang Shaofei said to him this day. Every word he said was truly from the bottom of his heart and was for his own good. So, he knelt down in front of Zhang Shaofei and said sincerely: "I... no, no! Disciple, disciple is stupid. I have never had the opportunity to listen to the master's teachings before, and I don't know the mystery of Buddhism. I have offended you. Please forgive me."
Zhang Shaofei clasped his hands in return, helped him up, and said with a smile: "Buddhism talks about the word 'fate'. Now, the opportunity has come for me to meet Mr. Zhu, so I came uninvited to ask for help."
Zhu Fugui said: "Disciple understands the principle of 'the sea of suffering is boundless, but when you turn back, you will find shore'. I voluntarily donated all the land in Tianlu Mountain to the master for his use."
Zhang Shaofei shook his head and said with a smile: "That's not necessary. If you can donate a few acres of land to build the temple, I will be very grateful."
Zhu Fugui said sincerely: "Disciple is sincere."
Zhang Shaofei said: "If you have this heart of giving and put it into practice, you will be able to give up all greed and attachment, and your soul will be liberated. At the same time, giving alms to the monks has great merits. Buddhas and Bodhisattvas will protect you from disasters." No disease, peace of mind and good health.”
Zhu Fugui murmured to himself: "Thank you, master, for the enlightenment, thank you, master, for the enlightenment..."
