"Yes." Qiao Nian smiled and looked around. She continued, "The air quality is getting worse and worse around the high-rise buildings in the city. The mountains are better."
"My father often takes my mother to the temple on the mountain to pray to Buddha for her health to recover soon." Lina looked at the temple hidden in the clouds not far away from the mountain and said softly, "My father often says that the temple is very effective. Why don't we pay our respects later?"
"Okay," Qiao Nian replied with a smile. From Lina's words, she could sense that the President of Europe really cared about his wife.
From the pavilion, she looked at the temple at the top of the mountain. The temple looked solemn, as if there were really gods and Buddhas inside.
