The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

The Founder was immediately happy, his hands trembled, click! Took a picture!

Founder looked at the effect, surprisingly good! Keep shooting!

The little squirrel also seemed to know what Fang was doing. This time he pulled Fang Zheng's ears, opened his mouth and looked like he was going to bite, looking at the little expression was quite fierce.

Founder directly sent to the circle of friends, and sent a text: "Oh, I was bullied by a fierce squirrel. Don't protect my ears, ask for help!"

That is, he sent it at random, and did not expect anyone to reply to him. After all, his circle of friends was too small, only Zhao Datong, Hu Han, Fang Yunjing, and Ma Juan.

but……

At this moment, Ma Juan, who was preparing to go out to set off firecrackers, took a subconscious look at the circle of friends and just saw this picture of Fang Zheng.

Ma Juan was happy immediately. I didn't expect that this master still had such a cute side. As for the squirrel, she didn't worry. But the master can surrender the hungry wolf, and he won't be able to find a squirrel? Ma Juan immediately commented: "Master, your ears are no longer safe. I will give you a hearing aid for the New Year, haha."

Founder was also happy, and took a close-up of the little guy. The little guy was lying on the top of the head of the lone wolf, covered with the silver hair of the lone wolf, with a comfortable expression on his face.

Ma Juan was immediately amused when she saw this photo, and immediately replied: "This little guy is so cute! The lone wolf is getting more and more handsome, master, are there any other pictures! Please look for beautiful photos."

And at the same time.

In a village in the northeast, Hu Han was carrying a large group of children, running around the village with a lantern, and occasionally throwing two artillery battles at a certain family, scaring people to run, it was fun to play. I took a moment to look at the mobile phone, and just saw the content of the two circle of friends that Founder successively posted, and was immediately amused by the squirrel's cleverness, and replied: "Master, please ask for more photos. so cute!"

Then Hu Han also specialized Ai Yunyun and Zhao Datong: "Yunjing and Datong, come and see the master sell cute!"

In Linjiang District, Longshui District, JL City, Zhao Datong was standing by the dining table, with a bowl of garlic juice and a chopsticks. He was clearly unable to eat, and still stuffed with dumplings.

The children on the side who were younger than Zhao Datong also ate wildly, as if they had never eaten dumplings in their lives.

At that moment, a little girl laughed wildly, took out a golden dime coin of 5 cents from her mouth, and laughed: "Haha ... I have eaten it! I am going to get rich this year!"

"You little girl, the crotch is sewn on, what kind of fortune? Wasted a coin, no, there is another, I have to cheer." Zhao Datong reprimanded and continued to eat.

The other little guys followed the horsepower, and Zhao Da ate while eating, and muttered in his heart: "I don't believe it anyway, I am also a college student. Is my fortune better than these little things this year?"

While talking, there was a big boy a few years younger than Zhao Datong. Hey, everyone heard the sound of teeth hitting the metal. Then the boy was pained and happy, and he took a 5 cent coin from his mouth. .

Zhao Da and others, seeing this, collectively threw chopsticks and lay there. They touched their belly one by one, and they were unwilling to move. At the same time, various complaints continued. With the smiles of adults, the laugh of the Spring Festival Gala. Sound, chaotic.

Zhao Datong took a break and touched his cell phone to see it. He just saw Hu Han's Aite, and then looked at the picture of Fang Zhengfa, and immediately smiled: "Master, two more pictures! Want a variety of cute photos!"

Fang Yunjing was not as crazy as Zhao Datong. The family sat quietly at home and watched the Spring Festival Gala. There were relatives at home and a group of children running around on the ground. Fang Yunjing occasionally brought children and was very happy. More often, Fang Yunjing still likes to look at her cell phone and pass the time. She doesn't like the shows during this time period.

Seeing Fang Zheng's picture, Fang Yunjing's eyes lighted up and immediately forwarded, then said: "Master, are there any more fun pictures? It's so sleepy in the middle of the night, but it takes pictures to refresh."

Founder saw four people chasing himself for photos, and his empty and lonely heart was filled immediately. He smiled and posted some photos he had taken before, including the squirrel's nest and the couplet he wrote.

Seeing the little squirrel's nest, Zhao Datong directly smiled and pumped: "Master, are you a squirrel's nest? Is this a flower pot clearly ... haha ​​... your technical content is too low."

Little rich woman Ma Juan said, "It's too pitiful, master. This is a cruel animal. The squirrel's nest is too bad. I'll mail you a good one!"

Fang Zheng blushed old and replied: "The poor monk has no axe or anything on the mountain, and can't make fine things. This flowerpot is already the limit. At least, the little guy likes it."

As a result, a group of hahaha ...

Fang Yunjing and Hu Han paid attention to the above words. Fang Yunjing said in surprise: "Master, where did you buy this couplet?"

Founder: "I wrote it myself, what happened?"

When Fang Yunjing heard it, he exclaimed: "Written by the master?"

"Yun Jing, what's the start?" Fang Qiuxun, Fang Yunjing's mother, reprimanded.

Fang Yun quietly put out her tongue, and then presented the Fangzheng text like a treasure: "Mom, look, what's this word?"

Fang Qiu frowned, and said, "What the **** are you doing? Wouldn't it be your character? Don't be too ugly ..."

"Oh, I know my mother is a big calligrapher, can you help me see it?" Fang Yunjing flirted.

Fang Qiu surrendered immediately, took a look at the mobile phone, the original smiling face suddenly froze, staring directly at the words above. Fang Yunjing saw Luo Qiu so, and did not bother.

After a long while, Fang Qiu exhaled a long breath and said, "Who wrote this character? Do you know the master who wrote it?"

"Mom, your tone is a bit scary. This word is awkward?" Fang Yunjing asked.

"This word is so good. I have seen so many calligraphers' words. This is a well-deserved first!" Fang Qiu praised.

"It's so powerful?" Fang Yunjing covered her mouth, her face unbelievable.

"Of course, don't forget, I'm a calligrapher critic, and I've been the referee of several provincial competitions." Fang Qiu suddenly came to Ao Jiao, and then asked: "Well, don't break the topic, you know how to write Who is the master? "

Fang Yunjing said: "I know, in one finger village, one finger mountain and one finger temple. This is where Master Fangzheng wrote."

"Master Fangzheng? One finger on the mountain?" Fang Qiu searched through the memory, and it seemed that there was no such place, but he said, "Forget it, let's see when the spring comes. I will also visit this calligraphy master ... ... "

Fang Yunjing heard the words, and he was surprised. Is Fang Zheng's character so powerful? Although she also feels pretty powerful ...