The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Pang Wei clenched his fists, but was helpless.

"Secretary ..." Wu Hai asked.

Director Zhang said, "No, your daughter will not come. I'm not talking about it. I can give you a chance to call."

"No, I want you to do it! This must be done! There is no room for negotiation! Before noon, I will not see my daughter, and I will end it all." Han Xiao State Road.

Director Zhang looked at Founder, and Founder folded his hands together: "Amitabha, the donor, and the donor Han, sincerely regret it, it is better to satisfy his wish."

Director Zhang nodded and said: "Since the master has spoken, I will try to do it, but you must ensure that during this time, no mess is allowed!"

"Rest assured, I will never mess up, just wait here." Han Xiao National Road, with a bitter smile in his heart, Hu Lai? With this monk, can he come in?

Director Zhang took out the walkie-talkie and walked away.

It didn't take long for Director Zhang to come back and sigh: "Han Xiaoguo, why are you doing this? Your daughter is seriously ill now and is not suitable for long-distance labor."

Han Xiaoguo heard that he was silent. According to the agreement, he could not say that he would take his daughter to treat the illness. Therefore, we can only face it in silence.

Director Zhang said, "The doctor said, your daughter hasn't been around for a long time. This may be the last time you met, so please take it for granted."

After speaking, Director Zhang asked Wu Hai and others to look at Han Xiaoguo, and he went down to arrange to pick up Han Xiaoguo's daughter Han Xiaomi.

Founder saw this, turned back to the Buddhist temple, and continued to clean the Buddhist temple. As for the outside affairs, he was no longer in charge.

Time passes by every minute.

Three hours later, Director Zhang returned, accompanied by a group of armed police, one of whom was walking behind the director with a little **** his back. The little girl is carved in pink, like a porcelain doll, with big eyes, long eyelashes, a small mouth, and a hat. You can see from the side that the little girl's hair has been shaved. The girl saw Fang Zheng looking at her, took off her hat with a smile, pointed at her little bald head, and blinked with Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng was immediately amused by this little girl's move, this is really a cute little guy.

A small-faced woman was standing next to the little girl. The woman's eyes were red and swollen, and she was clearly crying.

As soon as the woman saw Han Xiaoguo holding a knife against her neck, she suddenly became angry. She rushed up regardless of the persuasion of others and raised her hand to give Han Xiaoguo a slap! Then he growled exhaustedly: "You bastard! Just walk away, say let us come to see you, come to see you! Say divorce and divorce! What are you as you? What are you as us? You bastard, everything was with you before, this time, the old lady will not do it! "

After speaking, the woman raised her hand and took out a stack of paper, stabbed in half in front of Han Xiaoguo's face!

Founder glanced at it with a divorce agreement written on it!

Han Xiaoguo was also dumbfounded. I don't know if he was snoozed or shocked by the woman's actions. For a long while, Han Xiaoguo took the woman into her arms and let the woman scratch, scratch, and scold in her arms, just not let go. It took a long time for the woman to calm down.

Han Xiaoguo said in a low, husky voice: "Xiaoshuang, I'm sorry for you, but I love you! I can't drag you down ... let's get divorced."

"You bastard, you hate me now? What did you say when you chased me? I tell you, I'll depend on you in my life!" The woman whispered firmly.

Han Xiaoguo heard the words, hugged the woman strongly, and whispered: "Okay, if I can live, I will come to you."

The woman hummed, and then cursed: "Are you crazy? Let me bring my daughter to see you at this time? Your daughter's illness can't stand such a torment!"

Han Xiaoguo smiled bitterly; "I know, but I can't help it, I just want to see her. Besides, it's useless to stay in the hospital, isn't it? Maybe, come to the mountains and see the blue sky and white clouds, I feel better and better for my condition . "

"You ..." The woman was helpless. She turned around and hugged her daughter, and said, "Rice, your father wants to see you."

Rice grain immediately stretched out his hands and called, "Dad hug."

Han Xiaoguo smiled, held Han Xiaomi, and said to Director Zhang: "Secretary, I want to be alone with my daughter for ten minutes. This temple is so big that I can't run away."

Director Zhang frowned ...

Han Xiaomi shouted, "Uncle police, let me play with my dad for a while. Rice grain may not be able to accompany my dad in the future."

Zhang Zhang opened her mouth, and eventually did not have the heart to refuse. But outside, he was surrounded by two steps, one post, three steps and a whistle, and the downhill pass was even more blocked.

The police went out, and Han Xiaoguo looked at Fangzheng and said, "Master, this is my daughter Han Xiaomi, Xiaoming rice noodles. Rice noodles, this is Master Fangzheng, the master is very powerful."

Lu Shuangshuang also heard from Director Zhang that Founder persuaded Han Xiaoguo to surrender. Her counterpart's feeling was a bit complicated, both grateful and dissatisfied. Thank him for letting Han Xiaoguo surrender, and this is also the point of dissatisfaction ...

But Han Xiaomi's well-behaved counterparty was laughing: "Master Bald is good, you are so good, is it because you are bald?"

Founder was stunned, then laughed: "Amitabha, yeah, because I'm bald, it's great."

"Giggle ... but the rice grains are also bald, but not bad at all. The parents who always hurt are crying ..." Han Xiaomi pulled the corner of his clothes, pouting his mouth, a little embarrassed.

Fang Zheng looked at the cute little girl and loved this sensible, optimistic little guy more and more. It is not difficult to see from the conversation that the little girl already knows her condition, but she is not sad, but she is very cheerful everywhere, trying to make everyone laugh.

However, she didn't know that the happier she laughed, and the more she loved those who loved her, the more painful she felt.

Founder stepped forward and said, "Lord Han, can you let the poor monk hug her?"

"Master ..." Lu Shuangshuang wanted to stop, but Han Xiaoguo agreed. Although he was unwilling, Han Xiaoguo said, "Rice grain, play with the master. Would your father say a few whispers to your mother?"

"Okay." Han Xiaomi stretched out his hands, Founder hugged it, and walked aside, pointing at the linden tree: "rice grain, this is a linden tree, this is a tree in the south, but he sprouted in the north, yes Isn't it interesting? "

However, Han Xiaomi didn't understand the problem of northern and southern trees at all, and crooked his head and said, "I don't know ..."

Founder was immediately embarrassed and had to say, "rice grains, look."

After speaking, Founder picked up a stone, and squeezed it hard, cracked, the stone broke!

Han Xiaomi covered her mouth and said in surprise: "Wow, that's great!"

Fang Zheng laughed and said, "Do you want rice grains to be as powerful as me?" In the face of Xiaomi, Fang Zheng stopped talking about poor monks, for fear that the little girl would not understand.

PS: Why do people always ask my monk as a master? He is just an ordinary young man. His ideal is not to be a monk. He has all kinds of careful thinking and small abacus. He is not a saint, not a master, not a Buddha, so please do not judge him by the requirements of the master. This book is just an easy-going urban text, and the little monk just wants to live a normal life. As for why the Buddha chose him systematically, please wait for the finale.