Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

Xie Yu's chubby cheeks became a little serious, making even his father feel a little strange.

Dad, I know everything about you and your uncles.Are you not angry?Don't you blame grandma? "

The middle-aged man smiled lightly, stretched out his hand and patted his head, but his hand stopped suddenly, and said with a smile:

"It's so high before I know it... If it was ten years ago, I might have some grievances, after all, the two of them are too much."

As he said that, the man's eyes became deep and soft, he looked at Xie Yu steadily, and said slowly:

"However, since I had you, I gradually understood everything, and gradually became relieved."

"As a parent, there are many helplessness, what can't you do for your children?"

Chapter 491 Father and son embrace each other, everything is not too bad

Xie Yu raised his head, looked straight into his father's eyes, and was deeply stunned.

From the soft eyes of the father.

He saw the pity that was so full that it was about to overflow.

He sees the deep guilt and self-blame of not being able to protect his family.

He saw his father's deep nostalgia and reluctance for his grandma.

He suddenly realized that he almost made a big mistake!

Even he himself was reluctant to part with his father, so he came back home without hesitation to tide over the difficulties with his father.

Why isn't the father like this?

Grandma's world is running out, maybe she won't even have the chance to see her father for the last time.

As the son of man, what qualifications does he have to make decisions for his father?

Parents are here, there is still a place in life.

Parents go, life is only home.

He didn't need to ask any more now, he had already found the answer.

"Dad... I'm sorry..."

Fatty Xie Yu suddenly put his arms around his father's neck, and said with a choked voice.

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, his body trembling slightly.

His big hand was frozen in the air, feeling at a loss.

When was the last hug...?

Seems like ten years have passed.

Since this kid became skinny, it seems that he has never had such close contact.

Probing with his big hand, he slowly landed on Xie Yu's back, his heart surged, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Everything slipped through his fingers, time, money, love, affection...

But at least, he can still hold his mother's hand, and his son can give him a hug...

All is not too bad!

The tears in the eyes of the middle-aged man were getting heavier, but compared with the gloom and depression at that time, there was more hope and motivation to persevere.

Although I don't know why my son suddenly apologized to him.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

Nothing made him feel more relieved that his son was still by his side.

"It's okay, it's okay, everything will be fine..."

The father showed kindness in his eyes, stroking his son's back, and said in a gentle voice.

Xie Yu took a deep breath, and a familiar faint smell of tobacco entered his nostrils, making him forget for a moment that this was just a dream.

Cheng Fan quietly watched the father and son embrace each other, his heart suddenly trembled slightly, and he felt a faint loneliness.

With a sigh, the figure disappeared from the dream.

When he reappeared, Cheng Fan was sitting on the edge of the top floor of the hospital, with a touch of loneliness in his bright and clear eyes.

Night Breeze whispered.

Like a mother's intimate caress.

Also like the gentle eyes of his father.

Caressing his handsome face.

Looking at the lights of thousands of houses in the town, Cheng Fan felt mixed feelings for a moment.

Not long after, a faint white shadow floated to the top floor and hovered behind Cheng Fan.

With a hint of apology, Bai Wuchang said in a low voice, "Master Daoist, I was wrong."

Cheng Fan gave a light "um", didn't say anything more, got up and wanted to leave.

Bai Wuchang hurriedly said: "Master Taoist, how can I find you?"

Before he finished speaking, Bai Wuchang saw the Taoist fall straight backwards!

"Master!"

Bai Wuchang's heart skipped a beat, he rushed forward and looked downstairs, suddenly his whole body was shaken.

Not to mention the Taoist priest, there was not even a single figure.

At this moment, a faint voice pierced into his ears.

"Wuzhen mountain, dripping water view."

Bai Wuchang's pupils shrank sharply, and his heart was shocked.

I couldn't help murmuring: Is this the fairy temple that my father often talked about?It turned out to be true!

……

Cheng Fan returned to the temple with a cool look.

I planned to go straight back to my room to practice.

A small figure suddenly rushed over, threw himself into his arms, and called out childishly: "Master~"

A sweetness rushed straight to the forehead of the sail, and the body and mind seemed to be melted.

A smile could not help but be drawn on the corner of his mouth, he squeezed the little guy's fleshy face, and said with a light smile:

"What's the matter, girl?"

"Master, do you have any cleaning spells?"

Milkman spread out a pair of slightly red hands, and said with a mournful face.

Cheng Fan felt a little funny, rubbed her little paw distressedly, and breathed out in the palm of his hand: "Spells for cleaning? There is no such thing."

Milkman pouted in disappointment, but heard Cheng Fan say again: "Master can teach you how to clean without cleaning yourself. You just need to do this..."

Milkman's eyes gradually brightened, and he nodded repeatedly.

"Master is awesome, next time I will try it!"

Cheng Fan gently pinched the tip of her nose, smiled lightly and said, "Enough is enough."

"Hey hey, I got it! Thank you, Master~"

The grandma kissed Cheng Fan's face so frantically, and ran away on a pair of short legs.

Looking at the back of Naiwazi leaving, Cheng Fan couldn't stop smiling.

All is not too bad.

He also has hands that he can hold...

Silent all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Cheng Fan lifted the little guy up early, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and got ready for morning class.

Hearing the noise from the backyard, Lu Xin'er in the guest room gently pushed open the door and came into the courtyard.

"Master, that sister #￥% is up."

Milkman brushed his teeth and said inarticulately.

Cheng Fan turned around, looked at Lu Xiner, and said with a faint smile, "Good morning."

Lu Xin'er nodded slightly, and smiled sweetly, revealing two shallow dimples, very pretty.

At this time, Xu Huan also pushed the door out.

Rubao's long hair was casually draped behind her head. Compared with her fairy-like appearance after dressing up, she now added a bit of leisure and laziness.

The plain makeup without makeup looked elegant and refined, she smiled openly and walked slowly to the front.

Milkman's big black eyes flicked around, and there was a hint of a snicker in his eyes.

Lu Xiner looked at the bubbly baby in surprise, and hastily gestured twice with her hand, as if to say: Is she sick?

In her perception, only people who have shofar wind will foam at the mouth.

Milkman didn't know why, so he took a sip of warm water, rinsed his mouth with a gulp, and spit it all into the sink.

Lu Xiner's face froze immediately.

Milkman turned his head and asked, "Master, what's wrong with that sister?"

Cheng Fan shook his head slightly, he also had a half-knowledge.

"It's okay. I'm from the countryside. I haven't seen the world."

Hearing this, Lu Xiner puffed her mouth out of anger, and looked at Cheng Fan fiercely.

Xu Huan chuckled, took out the toiletries that had been prepared, and stuffed them to Lu Xiner.

"It's used like this, you see..."

After a demonstration, Lu Xin'er's eyes lighted up slightly, and she nodded.

Just when everyone thought she understood, "Ah Woo" took a big bite of toothpaste and chewed it in his mouth.

But as soon as she chewed it twice, her small face suddenly became wrinkled, and she spit it out with a mournful face.

"Bah! Bah!"

Cheng Fan and the three looked at each other.

"Pfft hahahaha..."

After the frolicking, Cheng Fan sent Naiwazi to the kindergarten, then returned to the main hall, sat cross-legged, settled down and began to settle down.

At about eight o'clock, a bulging figure appeared in front of the mountain gate, looking fixedly at the gate of Dishui Temple.

Chapter 492 Give up

The weather is getting colder, and few pilgrims come to the Taoist temple to offer incense so early.

Therefore, it is not yet time for the mountain gate to open.

In other words, the two Taoist door gods guarding Dishui Temple are still taking a nap during their "legal rest time".

At this time, a chubby figure quietly came to the door, ignoring the two mighty and extraordinary figures on the mountain gate, holding the door knocker with fat hands, and knocking it down heavily.

Boom boom boom!

Half asleep and half awake, the two divine generals, the green dragon and the white tiger, came to offer incense as if they were mortals, and were about to open the door.

Suddenly sensing a faint cloudy aura, his eyes widened suddenly, glaring at the little fat man.

What a joke?

They are all gods, don’t you know how to worship them?

No manners at all.