The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Song Xiancheng said: "That's not the case! I want to go, it's me too! If you don't do it, I won't be able to do anything outside. It's useless! You are smart, your second brother is capable, you are outside and make good money , I will moisturize when I come out. "

"Your mind, you really want to be caught in, and a few words will come out to you. Will not all be arrested together at that time?" Song Xian and glared at him.

Song Xiancheng flushed suddenly ... for the first time, he regretted not going to school.

Song Xianhe said: "Unexpectedly, the second brother went one step ahead of me. When he went there, he was just heating us and giving us a chance to be born again. Third brother, do n’t use military force casually in the future."

"But ..." Song Xiancheng wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

Song Xianhe patted Song Xianchen's shoulder and said, "Don't make the second child's sacrifice meaningless. For the second child!"

After hearing this, Song Xiancheng finally nodded strongly: "Brother, rest assured, I will."

After speaking, the two took a deep breath and boarded a finger mountain.

When the two reached the top of the mountain, they saw two people sitting under the linden tree, a monk in white, and an old man with ruddy complexion, the old man with dark hair sitting in the ice and snow, still looking very energetic.

"Founder is hosting, we are here, what about my dad?" The youngest man whispered as soon as he saw Fang Zheng, his voice was a bit punchy. In his opinion, Song Xianshu would surrender himself to protect them, all blaming the **** monk for the asshole. However, after all, Fang Zheng saved the lives of his second child and their father. In the face of the benefactor, he was not good at scolding or doing anything.

As a result, the third child could only incorporate anger into this sentence, raise his voice, and vent his dissatisfaction.

Song Xianhe glanced at the third child, but the third child did not see it.

Founder was not angry, and after glancing at the two brothers, he smiled slightly: "Amitabha, it's rare to get lost."

"Monk, what are you talking about? My dad?" Cried the third.

Fang Zheng smiled and looked at the old man in front of him: "Isn't this sitting in front of you?"

When the words came out, the two brothers were dumbfounded! In front of his own dad? how can that be?

The two rubbed their eyes, carefully looked at the old man in front of them, a dark hair, a ruddy complexion, and their eyes were stunned! Looking at it, it seems that he is really his father, but this skin, this appearance, is completely different from yesterday's Song Yuan!

The two brothers are a bit aggressive ...

"Xianhe, Xiancheng. Why? If you do n’t see it one day, you wo n’t recognize me?" Song Yuan was also a little confused. When he got up in the morning, he felt that his whole body was full of energy and spirit. Spirit too. Even on this cold day, he didn't feel so cold, and even had leisure time Yaxing and Fang Zheng sitting under the linden tree and chatting and drinking tea.

But he wondered, could his son Ai not recognize himself?

Hearing Song Yuan's voice, Song Xianhe and Song Xiancheng were talking again!

Song Yuan in their memory had gray hair, weak energy, a dull face, and a skinny head ... but the man in front of him ...

The other side's voice was so familiar, so the two brothers were a bit confused.

Song Yuan frowned: "What are you doing? Xianhe, you stole potatoes for two brothers, but I remember hitting them with the soles of my shoes? Xiancheng, when I was playing in the ditch, my shoes were washed away by the water Forgotten things? "

After hearing Yuan Yuan telling these secrets that only a few people knew, Song Xianhe and Song Xiancheng confirmed the identity of each other.

Song Xiancheng exclaimed directly: "Dad, is it really you? But, how have you changed?"

Song Xianhe also said, "Yeah, dad, you ... when you don't see it in one day, how has it changed so much?"

Song Yuan froze, change? What changes can he make?

Looking at Song Yuan's miserable look, Song Xianhe quickly took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the old man, then passed it. Song Yuan looked at it, suddenly dumbfounded, exclaimed: "This is me? This ... I ... how What happened? "

Seeing Song Yuan's expression, the two brothers determined that Song Yuan really didn't know that he had changed so much! After the father and son looked at each other, they saw the meaning in each other's eyes, and subconsciously looked at the Founder sitting on the side!

However, I just sat here waiting for the Founder, and I didn't even know when it disappeared! The bamboo chair was empty, and only the tea bowl was still there, proving that there were still people here.

"When did this monk leave?" Song Xiancheng muttered, "I'm going to find him!"

Just then, a Buddhist horn sounded.

"Amitabha Buddha!" ​​The three looked at the sound, and saw a young monk appear beside the three, and did not know how long they had stood.

Seeing the three men coming over, the young monk clasped his hands together: "Three donors, since the father and son have reunited, if it's okay, then go down the mountain."

"Where's your master?" Song Xianhe asked.

"The teacher has gone to rest, but the teacher said that there are reports of cause and effect. No matter what happens, several donors don't need to blame. The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and the back is the shore. A few donors will take care of themselves in the future." A please gesture.

The three looked at each other, and Song Yuan sighed suddenly, saying: "The master is really a living Buddha too! Thank you so much! Please rest assured that I will not let them do a little bit of bad things one day after I live. ! "

Song Xianhe heard the words and bowed in the direction of the backyard: "Grace of life, grace of rebirth, grace of enlightenment, Song Xianhe, I remember. Master please rest assured that our brother will never do any bad things in the future, We will be human beings again and be a good man who honors his father! "

Song Xiancheng ’s father and elder brother both said so, touching their bald heads, and saying, “I ... shall I go to school in the future?”

After hearing this, Song Xianhe and Song Yuan were both mad, are there any guarantees?

Everything should be said, Song Yuan took the two brothers down the mountain.

As soon as the three men left, Red Baby ran to the front of Fang and said, "Master, just let them go like this? Then there are many karma for the two brothers."

"Some people go to the top of these karma. If they are truly reformed, they will soon be more meritorious than karma, and truly be a good person." Sitting in the backyard, they did not go to rest at all, but were lazy Founder basking in the sun in the winter, smiled.

"So, then, what about those guys?" Red baby looked at the kitchen, and there were three people lying in the kitchen.

The three were nothing special, except that there was a big bag in the back of the head. These three are Lin Wenlong, the actor, and Wu Yue'e! Since the three were rescued by the Founder, they have been handed over to the salted fish in the kitchen.