Tang Seng is a cook

, My head hurts! "

The old lady was playing cards with the old sisters, and said, "No smoking!"

Zhuang Fan grinned and said: "I don't know that advanced skill!" He leaned into his mother's ear and whispered: "My father didn't drink, don't worry!"

His mother smiled in satisfaction, tugged at his ears, and said, "Your father didn't drink, but you did! Go back and settle the score for you!"

Zhuang Fan hurriedly bowed to beg for mercy, and the old lady let him go.

Zhuang Fan's aunt couldn't bear to look at it, so he took out 100 yuan from his pocket and handed it to him, saying, "Hurry up, let's delay our game of cards! The small shop in the village is also open today, Mr. Yang is on duty, you Go over and have a look, and buy something by the way!"

Zhuang Fan happily agreed, "Okay!" He got up and waved the money, and said, "Uncle is rich! Who eats ice cream!"

A group of little dolls running around on the ground raised their hands together and said, "Me, me, me!"

Zhuang Fan immediately provoked a complaint: "Everyone is full, give them some ice cream, go by yourself!"

"That's right, I can't eat any more! Look at this belly!"

His mother unceremoniously lifted up a little fat man's sweater, revealing his bulging belly, and patted it again, and it really made a loud noise.

Zhuang Fan laughed and said regretfully: "Oh, it seems that I have to eat it myself!" After saying that, he put on his down jacket and turned around and ran away, causing all the dolls to act coquettishly in the room.

The door of the two-story house was tightly closed by Zhuang Fan. He took a breath of the cold air coming from the shop, and his nasal cavity was instantly frozen by the bitter cold, which caused a burst of pain in his forehead, but it just stopped the discomfort of drunkenness. .

Zhuang Fan closed his eyes, let the snowflakes flying in the air slowly fall on his face, and two lines of tears fell quietly from his eyes.

For God's sake, he thought, for God's sake, thank you for sending me back!

My father is fine, my mother is still here, they don't have white-haired people to send black-haired people, thank you God!

Zhuang Fan was about to shout, but he was afraid of startling the people in the room, so he held back in the end.

He creaked on the snow and walked towards the small shop at the head of the village. Old Yangtou is a lonely old man in their village. He is in his seventies. The old man has a very stubborn temper and strong self-esteem. He refused to go even if he asked, and he didn't ask others to visit him at his house. He kicked out all those who went.

The people in the village couldn't help it, so they arranged for him to stay in the small shop every year. There was a stove there, which made it warmer. People in the village would take turns to visit him, pretending to be shopping, but actually talking to him. Chat, it's a big festival, you won't be too lonely.

Zhuang Fan was stepping on the snow, muttering in his heart, give me back my little Guanyin, give me back my apprentice, he jumped up and down, wanting to fly, only to find out, damn it, all his mana is gone!

In the end Zhuang Fan sighed, and said to himself that God is fair, if there is no one, then there is no one, and he can't be called a dutiful son on the ground, and a god in the sky at the same time.

Where is such a beautiful thing!

After creaking and walking for a long time, he was almost frozen through, and staggered a few times before Zhuang Fan walked to the small shop, opened the door, and lifted the curtain, followed by the sound of bells, and the sound of milk Milky barking sound.

Zhuang Fan smiled and said: "Second Grandpa, why do you still have a dog!"

The room is warm and cozy, with incandescent lamps on, and an old big-bellied color TV is hanging high. It is showing the Spring Festival Gala. On the TV, Teacher Feng appeared and said with a smile: "I won't say that I want to kill everyone. It's gone!" A small dog the size of a palm was sitting in a basket by the stove, stepping on a thick cushion, barking at Zhuang Fan in a daze.

Mr. Yang, who was squatting next to the stove to heat milk, turned his head, looked at him a few times, and said, "Ah, it's Xiaofan! Why are you here for the Chinese New Year? Your mother is really willing to order you."

Zhuang Fan walked over, squatted next to the basket, stretched out his hand to tease the puppy, told the fat man to grab it in one bite, and grinded his teeth hard.

Zhuang Fan said very naturally: "Hey, didn't you go to my aunt's house for dinner today? They were playing poker and they ran out of cards. They asked me to come and get two decks back."

Old Yang didn't even get up, and said, "Go to the counter to get the money yourself, and throw the money in the basket!"

Zhuang Fan picked up the puppy, held it in his arms, stroked its fur, and said, "Don't worry, I'll go for a walk before going back! My brother and the others keep pouring me wine, and my head hurts!"

The milk was hot and gave off a warm aroma. The old man poured the milk into a big Coke bottle, screwed on an oversized pacifier, and said, "Give me this little thing, it should eat too!"

Zhuang Fan hurriedly handed over the wailing puppy, watched the old man breastfeeding in fear, and said, "Second Grandpa, why are you feeding it with such a big pacifier? You are not afraid of choking on it. Where is this baby girl?"

The old man sighed and said: "This was born to the bitch of Dongtou old Li's family. Its mother gave birth to six in one go. She doesn't have so much milk and can't support it anymore. I looked at it pitifully, so I brought it here. It just so happens that there are some dogs in our village. For dairy cows, I go to buy a pot every day, and I drink it as well. This bottle and pacifier are for the calf feeder of the cow farmer. If you have more, give it to me. Use it! If you can live, you will be successful ah……"

Zhuang Fan silently swallowed back the sentence that the puppy should not be fed milk, alas, if he can survive, he will be hit...

He talked to Old Yang in the store for a while, and saw that the little milk dog retreated into the cushion after drinking enough, fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes, and couldn't help poking his stomach twice with his hand.

Old Yang was smoking a cigarette, looked at him mischievously, laughed and said, "It's still the same as when I was a child, I just like to tease cats and dogs!"

Zhuang Fan blushed, and went to the counter to touch two decks of poker, both of which were expensive for a dollar, so he went outside the door to touch a lot of ice cream, and put them in his pocket to ask the old man to settle the score.

Old Mr. Yang said: "What's the matter? The price is already marked on it. Do the math yourself. You're such a big college student."

Zhuang Fan smiled and said: "Second Grandpa, I have graduated!"

Old Yang nodded his head and said, "Well, graduation is good, you don't need to read so many books after graduation, you don't even need to bring that beer bottle bottom!"

Zhuang Fan was taken aback, then touched his face, his face was bald: where are his glasses?

Damn, he's half-blind. He hasn't worn glasses since he woke up?

Zhuang Fan happily threw 100 yuan into the cardboard box on the counter, hummed a song, changed the money, and said, "Second Grandpa, I'm back!"

The old man folded his arms, and with a smile on his wrinkled face, he said, "Go, you're still like a child!"

As soon as Zhuang Fan went out, carrying a plastic bag, he jumped up and down on the road in front of the small shop: God, I love you to death! !

In mid-air, the four of them folded their arms together and looked down. Looking at the person who was having a wind in the snow, they couldn't help but look at each other.

Hongye said: "Wukong, is this your master?"

Bajie snorted, "Does he not look like Master?"

Wukong said: "Followed all the way, the breath of my monkey hair is here!"

Avalokitesvara became anxious and said, "Didn't you guys see his body?"

Wukong and Bajie scratched their heads together: At that time, it was busy and chaotic, the body was covered with water, eyes were closed tightly, and it was being hugged by the master, they didn't see it clearly!

The three of them went to look at Hongye again, Hongye spread her hands and said, "I, I didn't look carefully! Actually, you know, I'm not very good at recognizing people..."

Zhuang Fan didn't know that they were following them stealthily in mid-air, kicking the snow all the way, carrying ice cream, and walked out of the village. There was no one in the wilderness, and there were farmlands all around. Zhuang Fan rubbed his ears, suddenly closed his mouth with his hands, and raised his head to the night sky Shouted: "No! Where are you!! I miss you so much!!!!"

On the Green Leaf Boat, the four people were stunned. Hongye Wukong and Bajie both turned to look at Guanyin: "Okay, I'm sure this is it!"No more running!

Suddenly, Guanyin's whole body relaxed, and she sat on the boat, but instead of getting off, she hugged her knees and began to cry.

The three of them couldn't persuade anyone, so they were stunned for a moment.

At this moment, suddenly a little dog barked, and another human said: "What's the matter, why are you crying here?"

Several people raised their heads and saw a man in black, holding a puppy in his arms, appearing in the midair.

Guanyin's teary eyes were dim, but she still recognized the person, and said with a choked voice, "Ksitigarbha, why are you here? How did you come here?"

Ksitigarbha frowned, and said: "Here comes a soul, it's a bit special, I'm here to send him to reincarnate, so here, it's you, what are you doing here at night?"

He glanced at Hongye, and said suspiciously: "The ancestor is here, what about Brother Jinchan? Why haven't you returned home for more than three years?"

Glancing at Wukong again, he said, "Why is Wukong here? As the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, you should be in charge of the demon world. How can you run around? How did you get down?"

Bajie quietly hid behind his senior brother, trying to hide better: he, he is timid, he doesn't want to be scolded!

Just at this moment, I heard Zhuang Fan howling again: "No! I think you can't sleep!!!"

Guanyin's face was instantly as red as a piece of cloth, but Jizo's entire face turned black...