"Master, good morning~!"

Just as Cheng Fan was lost, Xu Huan's pretty voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"morning……"

Cheng Fan stared at Xu Huan walking towards him.

Xu Huan's long hair was slightly curled, and naturally draped over her shoulders. She walked towards him with a smile, crossing her way by her side.

At this moment, the breeze blew gently, and the hair was dancing and flying, and the sail was slashing.

A refreshing fragrance hits my face.

“…”

After Xu Huan left, Cheng Fan felt a little sad inexplicably.

What's wrong with this?

She is my disciple.

Cheng Fan shook his head, suppressed the distracting thoughts that arose from somewhere, and walked towards the main hall.

The morning class time has come, and my mood seems to be a little unstable recently. You need to recite more even the Jingxin Mantra and the Bingxin Jue.

...

In the morning.

Xu Huan took the little kids into the medicine field to pick ripe spiritual fruits and elixirs, and loosen the soil to improve the growth environment of the spiritual plants.

Whenever it comes to picking spiritual fruits, it is the happiest part of the little guy.

The little kid put on the wide Taoist robe customized by Xu Huan for her, pinched the two corners of the hem and lifted it up, and the Taoist robe suddenly turned into a large cloth bag.

"Sister Huanhuan, Nannan is ready! Pick the fruits quickly!"

Xu Huan responded with a smile, raised his hand and pointed his sword, lightly controlling the sword light to circling among the treetops, cutting off the branches connected to the spirit fruit.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The yellow spiritual fruit fell in response to the sound, and the little baby moved left and right below, and the cloth bag made of clothes was very happy.

"Hehe, Sister Huanhuan, you can get faster!"

"no problem!"

The two women were playing happily in the medicine field, and one person in the Taoist temple was watching this scene from afar.

In front of the guest room, Long Qi's brother-in-law Bai Yi looked sad and murmured:

"You have not been born, but you are old.

You hate me for being born late, and I hate me for being born early.

I am not born, but I am old.

I wish I could live at the same time, I would be happy with you every day..."

After looking at the laughter and joy in the direction of the medicine field for a while, Bai Yi sighed deeply, returned to the guest room lonely and closed the door.

at the same time.

Cheng Fan sat upright on the cushion in the middle of the main hall, and from time to time the words Xu Huan called him yesterday flashed through his mind.

There were distracting thoughts in my heart, and Cheng Fan frowned slightly, feeling something was abnormal, so he kept silently reciting Taoist classics in his heart, in order to stabilize his mind and focus on his mind.

Just after he had silently recited a Taoist sutra, a pilgrimage came to his house.

In the main hall, Cheng Fan was already waiting.

The person who came was a middle-aged couple. Judging from their dress, they were mostly from the town.

Most of the tourists who come to see Drop Water View are dressed beautifully and are young and fashionable.

The residents of the town are not as fancy as they are, and small places are usually simpler.

The couple came to the main hall with small steps and started crying to Cheng Fan.

The woman cried and said, "Master, my son is addicted to games all day long, never intends to make progress, and even shouts at us."

"He always complains about his bad background and complains about why he is not a rich second generation... If this continues, he will either starve to death or become bad in the future."

"Master, please help him..."

After saying that, his wife suddenly pushed her husband beside her, used him as a punching bag, and said with hatred:

"It's all your fault for being a dead person! You never care about your children. You all say that a filial son appears under the stick. It's wrong for you to become like this today!"

Faced with his wife's accusation, the husband calmly opened his face and did not say a word of refutation, but just looked at Cheng Fan with a pleading look.

"Speak! Do you know how to ask someone? Our sons are like this. Can you say a few soft words?"

“…”

Cheng Fan waved his hand and wanted to say it didn't matter.

But I saw my husband suddenly take a small step forward.

"Plop!"

He actually knelt in front of Cheng Fan!

Cheng Fan's pupils shrank rapidly and he hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

"Not not!"

This kneeling came too suddenly, and even his wife didn't react.

She looked at her husband in disbelief.

Is this the man she has been with for more than 20 years?

Cheng Fan sighed slightly.

This is a hardworking and taciturn old father.

A man doesn't know how to speak, he has no connections, and he can't build connections.

By selling my strength, I have been working diligently outside and earning hard-earned money.

He couldn't speak at the dinner table, and he never let his wife look glorious in front of his mother's family.

On the construction site, my husband was called back and forth by the boss, and he did the heaviest and most tiring work.

When he got home, his wife complained that he was useless and could not make money, and his son complained that he had no time to care about him, and he piled all the blame for his deterioration.

He tried his best to live an ordinary life.

He can bear any grievances or any pains.

But for his son, he knelt down without hesitation!

Cheng Fan was moved and comforted her warmly: "Don't worry, I will do my best to help you."

"Let him come over and I'll talk to him in person."

The wife nodded and glanced at her husband for the first time, as if she was seeking his advice.

The husband was also confused. After two seconds, he realized that his wife asked him to make the call.

During the years when the couple had been together, it had been a long time since they had seen such a scene.

The husband nodded, took out his cell phone and dialed it to his son.

beep--

"Hey? I'm old! I'm fighting a group! Stop calling me! I'm dead!"

After saying that, the phone was immediately hung up and a busy voice came.

The son's tone on the other end of the phone was very harsh, and he sounded like a young man in his early twenties.

My wife burst into tears and she said sobbingly, "Master, you see it too. We can't even scream from others. What should we do?"

Cheng Fan shook his head slightly.

It seems that I have to do it myself.

At this time, my husband's lips squirmed.

Dialed over again.

The phone was connected and a scolding came immediately:

"I'm old! Are you deaf? I told you not to hit you!"

In the eyes of Cheng Fan and his wife, he took a deep breath and said coldly:

"I'll send you an address. As long as you come, I'll give you a hundred thousand!"

"I'm not dead... Are you serious? Wait, I'll be there soon! You have to keep your word!"

Doudou...

As the busy sounded, he closed his eyes with a sad expression.

Is this the son I have raised for more than 20 years?

The wife looked at her husband in surprise, as if she had seen her husband like this for the first time.

"Die...husband, but where did we get 100,000 yuan for him?"

The husband's face was calm and said lightly: "I'll break my leg when I go to the car and I will have at least 100,000 yuan in compensation, as well as insurance premiums, loss of work fees, etc., which is enough for you two to live."
Chapter completed!