Alvin and Frank's chat was interrupted near noon...

After the morning class, little Ginny desperately called her father on the radio.

"Dad, stop it!

We have to help those people, they are about to smash their heads..."

Alvin knew what was going on as soon as he heard it. Several pilgrims going to Lhasa attracted the little girl's attention.

They wore Tibetan robes, sheepskin aprons, simple tire kneepads, and a pair of extremely smooth "clogs" as gloves...

Every few steps they took, they would rub their palms together, kneel on the ground and kowtow, using their most pious movements to worship.

Alvin had seen several such pilgrims in his previous life. He didn't know what force drove these people to walk thousands of kilometers in a few steps and kowtow...

After all, this is an act that is almost masochistic!

Alvin used to wonder when he was young...

If the Buddha needs people to show respect to him in this way, then is the Buddha worthy of respect?

But then he met a pilgrim...

The man told him that the pilgrimage made him feel peaceful. As long as he completed this journey, his life would be complete!

Alvin estimated that the guy who was obviously a herdsman couldn't even explain what faith was, but he seemed to understand in his heart...

Later, when Alvin arrived in Lhasa and saw the calm and happy expressions on the faces of the pilgrims...

Only then did Alvin realize that maybe those people's beliefs are different from what we thought...

Many of those people cannot even read the scriptures in full, but no one doubts their piety...

Perhaps in the hearts of those firm and pious people, faith is more like an "arrival"!

That is the inner arrival, the arrival of peace, the arrival of tranquility, the arrival of calmness, the arrival of completeness...

Pilgrimage liberates them from life, calms their impetuous hearts, and gains inner peace!

This is actually more of a philosophy than what we generally think of as prayer...

Alvin asked himself that he absolutely couldn't do it. He would rather take a sleeping pill when he was irritable than drop everything and go on the road to practice...

But this does not affect his admiration for those who make pilgrimages!

Tibetan areas not only have the magnificent Potala Palace, the mysterious Namtso, lush grasslands, towering snow-capped mountains, but also these pilgrims!

It is these pious people who give Tibetan areas a touch of sanctity, fill the place with piety and faith, and create such a unique land.

Otherwise, why would the Potala Palace look more advanced than the Shaolin Temple?

Most of the monks in the two places are devout, but the believers have different desires, which determines that the temperaments of the two places are completely different.

Hearing little Ginny's call, Alvin directed Frank to drive forward.

He drove the car onto the grass beside the highway and waited for the two RVs behind him to come up and join him...

As soon as the RV stopped, little Ginny jumped out of the car, rushed to Alvin's side, grabbed his hand and shouted: "Dad, those people just now were so pitiful, we have to help them..."

Alvin nodded amusedly and said: "He doesn't need our help, this is a pilgrimage of their own choice...

But we can provide them with some food and water..."

Little Ginny looked a little excited and said, "Why?

Did someone force them?

Is someone punishing them?

We can help them, I'm going to punch the bad guy in the nose, they are too cruel..."

Alvin didn't pay attention to little Ginny's sudden sense of justice...

He smiled and set up a grill on the spot, determined to treat the pilgrims to lunch and chat with them...

It doesn't matter whether several children can understand something. Some things are difficult to express clearly in language, and the content that each age group can understand is different...

However, it is worth it just to let a few children experience the piety of Tibetans and experience the peace and tranquility while walking!

In the past life, due to the accelerated development of Tibetan areas, people's lives were rapidly improving, but the number of pilgrims decreased...

Maybe in a few decades someone will invent things like WeChat pilgrimage and electronic kowtow!

Alvin doesn't know whether it's good or bad, but in life, it's always right to look forward!

Work hard to make money, marry a wife and have children, buy a house and pay off the loan, have children...

This is also the belief of some modern people, but it is not easy to achieve happiness in this process. It requires wisdom, patience, tolerance, and even a little courage!

Little Ginny watched Alvin preparing to eat, but she still did not suppress her "sense of justice"...

The little girl ran to the side of the road. She looked at the pilgrims in the distance, clenched her fists, wrinkled her nose and made an unhappy "hum", her eyes widened as if she wanted to find some "bad guy"...

Asopan was very happy that Alvin was willing to stop and entertain those pilgrims, which is also a merit in the hearts of Tibetan people.

After all, those who are willing to make a pilgrimage are basically not bad people, and people who are cunning and greedy at heart will never embark on a pilgrimage.

Seeing Aesopan happily helping to set up a stove while humming a little tune, preparing the materials and preparing a pot of butter tea to entertain the original "guests"...

Alvin looked at this girl who was overconfident in her craftsmanship. He smiled and shook his head and said: "Put the things there, I will check online later on how to make butter tea...

You go help me keep an eye on little Ginny. That girl thought someone was bullying those people...

Right now I am holding back my strength and want to fight someone for 300 rounds!

Go explain it to her...

My daughter should be a happy girl, she may not be able to use the calmness and tranquility for the time being, but the best thing is to not be angry!"

Aesopan nodded awkwardly after hearing this. She didn't know why Alvin, the "second devil", had such a tricky mouth.

Although people who usually come to my home as guests don’t seem to like to drink butter tea, no one has ever so clearly stimulated me...

Frank walked over and took a look at Essopan. He hesitated and said: "Your drink should be promoted in the army...

It’s truly impressive!”

Aesopan said excitedly after hearing this: "Really?"

As she spoke, she glanced at Alvin and said a little disappointed: "But..."

Frank frowned and glanced at Essopan, realizing that the girl might have misunderstood him...

The steely straight man thought for a while and said seriously: "I mean, the taste of your drink can keep people awake...

The strange smell of expired butter with the sourness of tea leaves is enough to drive away drowsiness!

Tony Stark just took a taste, and finally had to get himself drunk to fall asleep, and he is still hungover..."

As Frank looked at the extremely disappointed Essopan, he shook his head and said: "What I said is true. At least we can all drink your drink, and then we discovered the problem...

I'm not a scientist, and I don't know the principle, but this thing is very useful to soldiers...

As long as they bring a pot with them when they go out, the high heat of butter is enough to last them for a day or even two days..."

Looking at Frank, who was getting darker and darker, Alvin smiled and said: "Brother, if you can't speak, don't speak. Sometimes the truth can't make people happy...

What's more, your 'truth' is even more hurtful..."

As he said this, Alvin looked at the embarrassed Aesopan in a funny way and said, "Don't be so polite in the future!

I suggest that if you want to make something in the future, try it yourself first no matter what!

If you want to find a boyfriend, you must at least ensure that you won’t poison him to death, haha..."

Aesopan turned around and ran away in pain, covering his face. The two old men here were so mean that they deserved to go to hell...

Frank looked at Essopan who was "escaping". He frowned at Alvin and said: "You should be gentler with this child, you have irritated her to death..."

If you don’t know how to cook, it’s not a big problem!”

Alvin was pouring a pile of charcoal into the grill. When he heard Frank's righteous accusation, he said in disbelief: "The way you were mean just now was much worse than me..."

Man, I promise, if Isopan were to rank the two of us as mean, you would definitely be above me!

Why do you have the nerve to accuse me?"

Frank frowned and said, "What's wrong with me?

I'm practicing my speaking skills, and what I just said is basically the truth!"

Alvin laughed and shook his head and said, "Then keep working hard, I think you have the talent to attract hatred!

You have a serious look and a sense of black humor!

keep it up!

I think whether Shirley can live to be 80 and shoot you depends on your efforts!"

Frank shook his head after hearing this. He thought that he had spoken as tactfully as possible, and he also helped Aisopan's butter tea think of a way out...

Alvin looked at Frank's appearance, he smiled and handed him the charcoal in his hand, and then said with a smile: "Brother, you should have no problem lighting the fire, right?

To be honest, your changes make me a little uncomfortable, but I am optimistic about you!
To be continued...