She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

"Donor Nangong, I'm here!"

The little monk turned over and jumped off the back of the green bull. He waved his hand to the girl who was one or two years older than the little monk and ran towards him not far away.

"I'm here!"

Perhaps because he was worried that the other party could not see him, the little monk jumped up and shouted.

"Don't let this brat get away!"

"How dare he steal my melon!"

A burly man roared menacingly, following closely behind!

"Shit, shit!"

"She went to steal Uncle Wang's melon and ate it!"

"What should I do? I can't beat Uncle Wang!"

Seeing the situation in front of him, the little monk understood everything instantly, and a sad look appeared on his immature face, and he jumped anxiously.

"It was obviously the little girl who stole the melons, but you didn't help Uncle Wang catch the little girl. Instead, you wanted to help the little girl escape. Isn't this in line with Buddhist rules?"

Chen Pingan couldn't hide his smile and took the initiative to speak.

"Rules are for adults to follow, and we are just kids."

"Besides, although my cheap master and I live in this temple, we are not monks in the temple, so the rules of this temple cannot control us."

Hearing Chen Pingan's words, the young monk turned his head and defended sincerely.

"I see."

Chen Pingan nodded, and then took a few steps forward, intending to help the girl pay the money.

But before Chen Pingan could say anything, the little girl who fled in a hurry bumped into a very noble young man walking towards her.

The little girl fell to the ground and the melon hidden in her clothes broke.

Looking at the broken melon on the ground, the girl sat on the ground with an aggrieved look.

"Silly monk, stinky monk!"

"I will never come to play with you again!"

It was obvious that the girl did not pay attention to the person in front of her and fell to the ground, but the girl glared at the young monk fiercely and complained dissatisfiedly.

"That can't be done!"

"It's all my fault! I'll treat you to melon tomorrow!"

"Although my master is poor, I remember he hid some money on his bedside. I will steal it out and buy melons for you tomorrow!"

This incident was obviously not the young monk's fault, but when the young monk heard the girl say that she would never play with him again, he immediately panicked and even planned to steal his master's money to buy melons for the girl.

From this point of view, this little monk's master is indeed very cheap.

Because the young monk sold his master without hesitation for the sake of the girl.

"You little thing without eyes, do you want to die?!"

Before the little girl could reply, the man standing next to the young man who had just been hit by the little girl cursed angrily with a sharp look on his face!

"Do you know how expensive my young master's clothes are?!"

"Do you know how noble my young master is? How dare you bump into my young master! You little thing without eyes, I will teach you a lesson today!"

The man with a sharp look walked up to the little girl as he spoke, then picked her up with one hand, raised his arm high, and threw it towards the little girl's immature face.

Witnessing this scene, the little monk's face was full of panic. He wanted to save the little girl, but since he was only eight or nine years old and had never practiced martial arts, it was too late.

Just when the little monk was at a loss and the little girl looked panicked, a figure flashed past their eyes and pinched the wrist of the man with a sour look.

"No matter how valuable your young master is, there is no need to do anything to a little girl, right?"

Chen Pingan looked at the person in front of him coldly and said in an indifferent tone.

"You want to meddle in your own business?"

A flash of anger flashed in the man's eyes, and he asked fiercely.

"That's right. How much does your young master's clothes cost? I'll pay for it."

"Other melon seller, this little girl got the melon money from you, and I paid for it too."

Chen Pingan didn't want to cause trouble, so even though the person in front of him was very shameful, he still offered to compensate. After all, it was the little girl who bumped into someone else.

"Get away! This matter is beyond your control!"

"You can't afford to pay for my young master's clothes!"

The man with a sour face glanced at Chen Pingan coldly and said with an extremely arrogant attitude.

"There are 50 in it, that should be enough, right?"

Chen Pingan lazily talked nonsense with the other party and took out a bank card directly from his pocket.

"50 is enough money for clothes."

"But this little thing without eyes collided with my young master. This cannot be solved by money. Since you want to meddle in other people's business, then you can kowtow to my young master twice on behalf of this little girl as an apology."

After seeing Chen Ping'an take out 50 yuan, the man still refused to give up and said with a smirk on his face.