The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

The squirrel is also indifferent with a look: "If you have food ..."

Founder was completely speechless about this little thing. He seemed to eat in addition to eating, can't he have more in his mind? It seems that it is time for him to read the Buddhist scriptures.

The old man also seemed to notice Fang Zheng's bad-hearted guys following him, a little flustered. After entering the community, he looked back from time to time.

The old man lived in an old neighborhood. The houses in this neighborhood were all red brick walls. No color was painted on the outside. The old green wooden framed windows were extremely small and dark. . Many people's windows are broken and it looks like no one lives.

The old man lived in Unit 6, 101. After opening the door, the old man quickly locked the door, and then watched alertly.

Fang Zheng and the red child looked at each other, and the red child said, "Master, are you too scary? They scared the old people."

Founder rolled his eyes and said, "You're a monster, maybe you scared people."

"I'm a monster, but who can see a group of mortals? I'm cute now. If you want to say scary, you must be scary." Hong Haier said.

Founder looked at the red baby who looked like a porcelain doll. It seemed that the two of them were more scary when they were compared.

"Master, the old man is back, shall we follow?" Squirrel asked.

Fang Zheng smiled bitterly: "How else to follow? Let's go and go around."

Only then did the voice fall, and a cell phone music sounded, it was the old man's cell phone. The old vigilant man suddenly became extremely excited, his hand holding the mobile phone shivered, and went back to the house happily.

When Founder saw this, his brows frowned slightly. When the old man was on the side of the road, he stared nervously at the mobile phone and seemed to be waiting for an important call. Now the phone is coming, so excited, it seems that the phone is very important to her. If it is an ordinary person, Founder doesn't want to take more measures, but the merit of the old man points to Founder. As Founder of her, she doesn't know if she knows it. I always want to find out.

Fang Zheng patted the red baby's head. The red baby knew it in seconds. He brought Fang Zheng to the door and easily unlocked the door of the room. A few guys went in stealthily.

"Ah, it's me. You said ..." The old man was very happy, sitting on the sofa, smiling like a flower, and no longer stiff and indifferent when outside.

"OK ... OK ..." The old man nodded and laughed, tearing.

The elderly's hearing does not seem to be particularly good. The volume of the mobile phone is turned up so much that the founder can hear it clearly and clearly.

"Mom, you said everything, so hurry up and pay me. I'm in a hurry to use the money." There was a man over the phone.

"Okay, I'll call you," said the old woman.

"Well then, I'll tell you the bank card number again, it should be as soon as possible. Otherwise, I'm going to jail." The man then said a series of numbers.

The old lady reached out the reading glasses and shivered, holding a pen, writing a stroke in the book, seriously writing it. Write a question: "You say it again, I'll do it again."

The man would say it again, the old lady was right over and over again, as if she would never be impatient, listening to the voice on the opposite side, smiling happily.

"Mom, I've said it more than a dozen times, haven't you remembered it? When has it been? Can we be more efficient?" The man said impatiently.

"Okay, be more efficient. Mom will read it to you again." The old man read the bank number one digit after another.

"Yes, that's it. The payee is Liu Zaixing. Remember, don't get it wrong." The man was a little happy, but still urged.

"Okay, Liu Zaixing." The old man nodded with a smile.

"That's OK, I won't say it, we will talk about it when we make money," the man said.

As soon as the old man heard it, he was in a hurry, and said quickly: "Ah? I won't tell you ... no, son, that ..."

"Mom, I'm very busy. I really don't have time to say more. Delay is time to delay money. You sold the house early and called the money back to me. I repaid the debt, and I feel good. Talk more, "the man said.

The old man said, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. Son, don't hang up, we'll talk to you later."

"What's wrong, I'm at work, I won't talk, I'm hung up!" The man said impatiently.

The old man shouted anxiously: "My son, don't hang up, Mom wants to hear you say a few words, don't hang up ..."

"Beep--beep--beep--"

There was a busy sound, the old man who was happy, his smile suddenly froze, and sat there suddenly, charged the phone carefully, put it in front of him, stared motionlessly, and muttered, "Tomorrow, my son will call Coming, coming soon ... "

Seeing this, Fang Zheng's eyes are red. He has no parents, but he has a master, and a finger Zen master is a father and a mother to him. He thought that when he was in school, the elementary school was still near the foot of the mountain, and he ran back every day, every time a finger Zen master picked him up at the foot of the mountain, took him up the mountain and told the story. Later, Founder went to high school and was about to live in school. At that time, the phone was not that convenient. They used phone cards to call home through public phones, but the phone charges were not cheap. What's more, Yizhi Temple can call outside without a phone. To answer the call, a Zen master has to come down from the mountain and go to Wang Yougui's house to borrow a phone number ...

Founder was looking for a master Zen master, and also went to Wang Yougui's house. Then Wang Yougui climbed the mountain to find a master Zen master, and then came down to answer the phone.

Founder usually called a finger zen master on Saturday or Sunday. The first few times were really troublesome. But later, Founder found that every time he called back, the one-finger Zen master could receive it in time. At that time, Founder thought it was a coincidence. Now it seems that it is not a coincidence at all. I am afraid that a Zen master knew that he would call back in the next two days and kept it on the phone!

Thinking of this, Fangzheng's eyes were also moist, and the squirrel on the side directly held his tail and wiped his nose and tears ...

The red baby opened his mouth, the Founder pointed out, and several people backed out.

Out of the house, to a corner of no one.

The squirrel who has been trying hard to keep silent, has a big mouth!

"Wow ..." The red baby cried first, his voice directly covering the squirrel, and the squirrel's nose sucked back.

Fang Zheng patted the red child and said, "Okay, don't cry."

"Master, can you wipe your snot tears on my hair?" The red child looked at Fangzheng angrily.

Founder raised his head in embarrassment and said with his back on his back: "Ahem ... okay!"

"You admit it ..." Red baby almost jumped up, too bullying! Then the red child grabbed the squirrel and cried, holding the squirrel: "Master, Master is too bullying!"