Mr. Huo, please spoil me

Huo Shaoting patted her hand lightly.

He said softly: "I made a wish to the Buddha that day, and now is the time to fulfill it!"

Wen Man didn't know what to say for a while.

At this time, Huo Zhendong came over.

He said to his son: "It's time to start!"

Huo Shaoting asked Wen Man to sit aside, and he himself followed Huo Zhendong. The Huo family men and women, old and young, were crowded together, kneeling three times and worshiping nine times under the direction of the host.

Especially Huo Shaoting.

He is an elite who has received western education, and at this time he is enshrining the incense of the Huo family with great solemnity.

He also gave the longevity lock that Gu Changqing gave him sesame oil.

Master Qing Shui placed his hands in front of the ancient Buddha lamp, looked at it quietly for a moment, and whispered: "If Master Gu has a remnant soul in this world, he should go home with peace of mind at this time!"

Huo Shaoting clasped his hands together.

At this moment, he has no jealousy towards Gu Changqing, only sincere wishes.

……

When it was over, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Huo Shaoting took Wen Man to meet Master Qingshui alone.

Simple Zen room.

Master Qingshui's eyes were bright, looking at Wen Man and her swollen belly: "Very good!"

Wen Man smiled slightly.

In private, Master Qing Shui is very easy-going, and his words are not restrained.

He smiled and said: "I have seen everything in the world, but I have rarely seen such a persistent man as Huo Benefactor. Maybe it was Huo Benefactor who moved God that night!"

He didn't say much else, just let him drink tea.

The little apprentice serves tea.

Master Qingshui said: "This is made from the snow water on the pine branches. It's called Xueding Hancui. Try it."

Huo Shaoting tasted it and thought it was good.

Master Qing Shui sat cross-legged, he looked at the sunset hanging in the mountains through the paper window.

"When the sun sets on the western mountains, the evening is also so beautiful."

Huo Shaoting agreed.

Master Qing Shui smiled slightly, and he made a gesture: "Benefactor Huo, please come back!"

Huo Shaoting helped Wen Man up.

He bent slightly: "I'm bothering Master Qingxiu."

Master Shimizu did not speak.

Huo Shaoting couldn't talk anymore, and left with Wen Man. When he walked out, the setting sun burned the clouds in the sky red...

Inside the Zen room.

Master Qing Shui didn't move his whole body, only his face was a little bit expressiony.

The little disciple fell down on the ground and wept softly: "Master, why do you need to change your fate against the sky?"

"Get up!"

The little disciple couldn't afford it, but still cried.

Master Qingshui stared at the sunset, and he slowly said: "Life is all about origin and extinction! I am not clean, so it is reasonable to have this situation! Huiming... you know, seeing Huo benefactor is like seeing my young self, It's just that I avoided this place because of love, and I'm no better than Master Huo."

There was a hint of relief on the master's face.

He didn't help Huo Shizhu, he just sought relief!

The ancient temple bell is ringing!

Melodious and far-reaching, there is a master who has passed away!

The Huo family was heading down the mountain when they heard voices...

Huo Zhendong and Huo Shaoting looked at each other, guessing the reason, they rushed back to the temple, and the young disciple delivered the last sentence for Master Qingshui.

"The master said that he would like to thank the benefactor Huo."

The Huo family was slightly taken aback.

……

When I got home, my mood was still damp.

Huo Shaoting was smoking in the study.

Wen Man knew that he was in a bad mood, so she specially made his favorite food and brought it over.

The cigarette was taken away by her.

Huo Shaoting slowly raised his eyes, stared at her and said in a low voice, "Before the master helps me, I'm afraid I guessed the ending long ago."

Wen Man was also sad.

She walked over and gently hugged Huo Shaoting in her arms.

He was rarely so vulnerable, and he was not used to showing weakness in front of his wife, but today was an exception.

"Shao Ting."

Wen Man said in a low voice: "I guess the master has a hurdle in his heart that has been accumulated for many years. He is in the heart of the Buddhist temple but in Taoyuan. He is actually trapped."

She choked up a little: "Presumably, the master also had a beloved girl when he was young."

Huo Shaoting hugged her waist.

Wen Man held his handsome face and kissed him: "Shao Ting, I feel as bad as you! But the meaning of our life should be to live a better life, otherwise, wouldn't we live up to Master's wishes?"

Huo Shaoting murmured: "In the past, I didn't know you would comfort people like this! Teacher Wen has a set routine, I underestimated you!"

Wen Man touched his warm neck and said gently: "Eat something, you haven't eaten anything all day! Also, does your leg hurt?"

Huo Shaoting shook his head.

He said it didn't hurt.

But Wen Man knew that his leg was more or less sick in the snowy night last time.

She wanted to rub him.

Huo Shaoting refused, he looked at Wen Man, "I was very bad in the past, which made you unable to be a pianist anymore, and now I have problems with my legs, so let me pay you the compensation."

Wen Man was a little angry.

He has never cared about his leg injury, is that what he thinks?

"Huo Shaoting, I don't want compensation in this way! You are my husband and the father of four children. You have a problem with your leg. What do you use to hug me and the children?"

Huo Shaoting looked deeply.

Wen Man leaned on his lap and murmured softly, "I really don't want this kind of compensation! Your leg hurts me, what else can I get? Huo Shaoting, you don't play tricks like this!"

Huo Shaoting spoke, his voice hoarse.

He whispered, "Wen Man, I'm afraid you will be unhappy."

He recovered his memory, and he wasn't sure that their relationship in Wen Man's heart was still the same as before, so he... used a bitter trick, but Wen Man easily saw through.

"Mrs. Huo, you're too smart."

Wen Man didn't say much.

She just leaned against him gently, and whispered: "Huo Shaoting, I hope that when we grow old, we won't have the regrets of Master Qingshui! Every year, every month, every day, as long as we love each other, we can express it well."

Huo Shaoting was somewhat moved.

He said yes.

Wen Man asked him to finish his supper, and then planned to give him a hot compress.

Huo Shaoting originally wanted to joke with her, but Master Qing Shui's passing was always on his mind, so he smiled lightly at the end...

It was late at night, when Wen Man fell asleep.

Huo Shaoting took out a photo from the drawer.

It looks like Wen Man, but it's not.

It was a young girl from many years ago, she was very bright and beautiful, upon closer inspection she was the old lady Lu from City C.

Lu Qian and Lu Xiaoman's mother.

Under the dizzy yellow light, Huo Shaoting looked at the photo for a long time, then turned it over.

There is a line of small print on it.

A beautiful woman is like a dream, and it can be profitable.

That night, Master Qing Shui agreed to help, but he also asked Huo Shaoting to help.

He asked Huo Shaoting to return the photo to the person in city c.Master Qingshui also said that he had been responsible for one person, and saving Wen Man now is just a karma from his youth...

Huo Shaoting thought, it's time for him to go to City C.

He didn't intend to let Wen Man know about this, just as Master Qingshui wished, let the past be like the wind.

Late at night, Huo Shaoting returned to the bedroom.

Wen Man was not asleep.

He walked to the bed and leaned over, kissing her forehead: "Why don't you sleep?"

Wen Man gently hugged his waist, and murmured: "Huo Shaoting, I'm afraid, I'm afraid this is a dream! Wake up, you're not by my side."