The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Also, isn't that how sports cars are played? One foot roared, the feeling of galloping. Of course, all of this is based on the premise of not disturbing the people and not speeding up and threatening the safety of others.

Although the car just passed was a bit fast, it was still acceptable. The only thing was the roar, which was indeed a bit of a nuisance. But this is not a criterion for judging the good or bad of that person. After all, buying a sports car is to pull the wind and dress. It's better to buy a tractor than a boom. If Founder has a chance to drive a sports car, he will definitely find a place that does not disturb the people and try his thrill with the accelerator ...

So Founder laughed: "The donor is right, it's abominable to be affluent, but this is okay."

As soon as the cashier heard that Fang was talking for a rich man, he immediately wanted to argue a few words, and then he heard the sound of the motor again. It was not one, but two!

One yellow, one red!

The two cars ran far away, and really pulled the wind, and the people around them would look at it subconsciously.

The woman flattened her mouth and said, "This kind of guy doesn't look good with good people."

Founder laughed, and the laughter didn't fall. The two cars suddenly started to slow down, and then a sound of brakes sounded and stopped in front of the old man's booth!

"What are they going to do? Wouldn't they want to buy something for the grandma? Then they can look at it?" The cashier asked curiously.

Founder was also a little puzzled. It wasn't that he looked down on the grandmother's things, but that the rich had the choice criteria for the rich. Would they really come to buy such a street stall? Or is there something else going on in the middle?

Fang Zheng was worried that the old man was bullied. He immediately called out a lone wolf and rushed past. Seeing the lone wolf passing by, the cashier also came curiously, and walked along the road and said, "Willn't they come here to make fun for the elderly?"

Founder frowned slightly, is there really such a shameless and boring **** in this world? Before seeing this scene, Founder would not easily reach a conclusion, so he said nothing, but rushed over there.

Soon, Founder could hear what was said over there.

I saw the young man coming down from the yellow sports car with a long-haired beauty. The beauty was not wearing a down jacket, and she couldn't handle it in the weather. She cried, "Hurry up, stop the ink."

Then the young man said to the old man, "What about it? Okay?"

The old man looked a little shy and said, "Ah?"

In addition, the young man who got off the red sports car said impatiently: "I rely, can we hurry up? Forget it, let's do it."

After that, the young man bent down and went to get the old man's things.

Seeing this, the cashier immediately hurried and called: "They are grabbing things! I'll call the police."

Founder quickly stopped her and said, "Should not be, look at it again." At the same time, he said, "Should someone start a sports car, shouldn't they grab this thing on the ground? Can there be hundreds of these things together?"

The cashier looked at the youngsters in disbelief, and saw the red car man picking up the stuff. The yellow car man took out a stack of money and counted the number of pieces and handed them to the elderly: "You keep it, this On a cold day, hurry up and bring your child home. Don't watch it, help collect it. "

The young man said that the beautiful lady who was traveling with her, the beautiful lady was a little bit confused. Obviously, she didn't expect this guy to really buy these things. When I saw the young people in a hurry, the beautiful woman bent over and helped to pack things. The old man was still in a state of holding a pile of money. Her grandson didn't seem to know what these people were doing or what it was about. , Smiling at a few young people.

The young man driving a yellow sports car laughed, "This little guy has big eyes ..."

As I was saying, after packing, the young man said to the old man, "Go home early."

Then he got into the car chicly, kicked the throttle down, and whistled away. At the same time, Founder saw the beauty of the co-driver looking helplessly at the objects stacked on her body ...

The young man who drove the red sports car was easy-looking. He didn't seem to care about what was wrong with these things in the sports car. He hummed in a small key, nodded his head, and drove away. It seemed very happy.

Only then did the old man return to God, and quickly got up and thanked the two cars that had left and bowed down to salute.

The young man who drove the red car just saw this. He called the young man who drove the yellow sports car with Bluetooth, and said, "Hey, it's great to be thanked so much. It's better than spending money to make others boast. Don't we bother to spread out? "

"Are you stupid and have more money? You should help, you should not help, it is not a good thing to help too much." The other laughed.

The young man driving the red sports car smiled and stopped talking.

Seeing this, the cashier was a little dumbfounded, looking at the two sports cars leaving, and sighing: "Wow, there are such people?"

Founder silently folded his hands and said, "Amitabha." There was also a lot of emotion in his heart: "Good people, bad people, I ca n’t measure money and appearance, Amitabha."

The cashier over there ran to help the old man to clean up the stall, and then took the old man to the small supermarket to check the money with a banknote detector, and it was a sigh of relief when he saw that it was true.

The old man took the money, and silently counted it, so that the cashier exchanged some change, and then separated, 370 yuan on one side and 630 yuan on the other. Then the old man put it in two pockets ...

Seeing this, the cashier asked wonderingly, "Aunt, what are you doing?"

The old man laughed and said, "It's kind of people to help us, but we can't ask for more money? I remember the license plate number. When I see them later, I have to return the money."

After speaking, the old man went out with his grandson. He was carrying a small quilt and some sundries. His figure was so small, but it fell so tall in the eyes of Founder and cashier.

Fang Zheng looked at the two ancestors and grandchildren who had left, shook his head slightly, and patted the head of the lone wolf and said, "Leave."

"Master, leave now? Aren't you going to help them anymore? They are so pitiful." The lone wolf looked at the back of his grandparents and asked.

Founder thought of the old man sharing money, and then shook his head silently: "That is an old man worthy of respect. She has her own principles. Too much help is alms to her. Let's go and see our ATM That's it. "

The lone wolf suddenly said: "ATM? What ATM?"

At the same time, Lao Chang and Huang Sansong walked out of the Internet cafe with a grimace, then looked up at the sleet in the sky, and looked at him with a grimace.

"What do you think I do, money?" Chang asked with a look of depression.

Huang Sansui asked, "You ask me, who do I ask? What about your money?"

I always took out my wallet, opened it, and it was empty, shouting: "Look at it yourself, this Nima, which thief is such a grandson, stealing money without even a coin ...",