Everything is good except for the acting

After meeting Sankong, Fang Jiang finally understood the meaning of the legendary Buddhist wideness after ten years of cultivation.

Buddhism is vast and accepts people from all directions, regardless of whether you are rich or poor, fish, shrimp, insects, or ants, you are treated equally. Otherwise, how could there be a little nun who is even more abacus beads than abacus beads, flicking and flicking.She also has a bald head, and her family, Zhou Zhi, talks eloquently, asking a question and saying ten sentences.This nun is fine, ask ten questions and say one.

When asked how she knew Cheng Ya, she smirked.

When asked where she came from, she smirked.

When Cheng Ya asked Zhou Zhi, she smirked.

When asked about Cheng Ya's daughter, she still smirked.

Or call Fang Jiang Nu Bodhisattva, which made Fang Jiang feel awkward.

A mouth is tighter than the gate of the Paradise of Paradise in the Western Paradise. If it weren't for Zhou Zhi's caring to follow her, the little nun might still be waiting in that garage.If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't be kind.Let the nun wait in the garage, waiting for her Bodhisattva, her Buddha, and her Supreme Way to save her.

Ah, no, the "best way" is one's own.No matter how many names Zhou Zhi has, they are all his own.

When asked about the name "Zhi Dao", the little nun explained it to her.It wasn't the name given by the master, it was Zhou Zhi who was dissatisfied with other people's name and took it himself.To the Tao, mysterious and profound.With the virtue of Zhou Zhi coming to the temple in a fit of insanity and leaving within a few days, the master would not give her such an exaggerated dharma name.No matter how much she said, the little nun would not tell her, even if it was a female Bodhisattva.

No matter how tight the little nun's mouth was, she was no match for Fang Jiang's spiral cross-examination. At the beginning, it was to tease her for fun. She had no idea or guess when she asked, but she couldn't help but have some thoughts and guesses.

Why do you mention one person and another person will immediately be on guard?Obviously he can't lie, but his eyes flicker, he doesn't know what to ask, and he refuses to speak.The relationship between the little nun and Cheng Ya is intriguing, and she smells gossip.

Song Yuan, who is the most enthusiastic about lily gossip in the whole world, secretly texts her on WeChat: Teacher Fang, do you think... will it, will it, will it?Screaming Chicken.wav

Fang Jiang: Quickly clear the mud in your head.Hammer your dog's head off.gif

The little nun Fang is 25 years old, and her peaceful life makes her look much younger than her actual age. Fang Jiang believes that she is a minor.She has a round head, a round face, and plenty of collagen. If she doesn't speak vaguely, she always smiles silly, but she also has a bright and charming look.

Cheng Ya is 47 years old and has a seven-year-old daughter.She divorced secretly two years ago, and still maintains a working relationship with her ex-husband. Last year, her ex-husband tried to show off her affection but failed, and it was revealed that the two had divorced, which once sparked heated discussions.How many people fell through their glasses when they got married back then, and how many people called her worthless when they got divorced last year.

In all fairness, Cheng Ya became famous very early.At that time, the music world was flooded with bitter love songs, until her appearance brought a burst of ethereal and clear wind, and the record sales were only broken by the two later male singers.Her songs, her favorite writers, and her favorite poets are fond memories of that era.Fang Jiang still has her CDs and posters at home, and she often sings her songs when she goes to KTV.When she first learned that Cheng Ya was married, she was marrying a man who looked like a pig's head. Like everyone else, she would rather Cheng Ya continue to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name.

did not expect.

She didn't expect that her marriage would come to an end in such a way, and she didn't expect that the song listener would have an intersection with the singer because of the mess in front of her.Cheng Ya's trip with her daughter and such a small nun was already unbelievable, but now leaving the nun and being taken away by her ex-husband is even more imaginative.

Fang Jiang shook her head, turned her face away, and didn't look at the little nun who was stared at by her and bowed her head while chanting.It doesn't count that there is a Lily brain assistant by her side, and there is also a Baihe collaborator, well, the former Lily collaborator, she can't be misled by them, and everyone is Ji.Not to mention that Cheng Ya is nearly half the age of the little nun, even if they are a monk and a layman, it is too forbidden.

The elevated highway on the return journey was a bit congested, and seeing Sankong's expression turned pale, Fang Jiang asked, "Motion sickness?"

San Kong said she was worried about Cheng Ya's safety.

Fang Jiang deliberately sneered: "No matter what you say, they are all work partners. The ex-husband and wife, the father of the daughter, will never hurt their mother and daughter."

Lowering his eyes, as if shrouded in a shadow, Sankong's face became more and more ugly. "I don't know how many people will hurt their wives and daughters. In fact, she, she has been holding back."

"Her ex-husband domestic violence?"

"I don't know, she didn't talk. But the guy was yelling all the time, I've heard it on the phone a few times, it was horrible."

The reddish eye sockets made Fang Jiang unbearable. "Xiaoyuan, did you pay attention to the gossip about Cheng Ya's divorce last year?"

Song Yuan, who was named, immediately replied: "I'm paying attention." She kept her ears up to pay attention to the conversation between the two, recalling the gossip she saw last year from time to time, and she just searched the Internet. "That ex-husband has a bad temper. Many people say he has a bad temper. I heard that most of the reasons for their divorce are because of this. Cheng Ya is afraid that he will hurt her daughter. And..."

Pointing his finger on the phone, Fang Jiang asked, "Did you say that Cheng Ya and I would participate in a reality show together?"

"There is such a thing, Mr. Meng hasn't given us the exact time yet."

"You call her No, I'm still here."

Fang Jiang called Meng Shizhen and asked her to contact Cheng Ya's people immediately to confirm where Cheng Ya was, and it was best to meet him as soon as possible. "If the other party asks what's the matter, just say, just say that I found what she lost."

Meng Shizhen felt strange. "What did you find her?"

The little nun had bright eyes and looked forward to it.Fang Jiang said smoothly: "Prayer beads."

Meng Shizhen: "Are you kidding me? What's going on?"

"I can't say exactly, Sister Shizhen, do you think I will harm you?"

Meng Shizhen: "One day you won't hurt me. You can not tell me about this for now, but let me know what kind of feedback you want to get?"

"It's best to confirm her safety and meet me as soon as possible."

Confirm security?Holding the wine glass, Meng Shizhen suddenly became serious: "How fast is as soon as possible?"

"If possible, preferably tonight, come to my house." Fang Jiang stuck out his tongue when he heard the sound of putting down the glass on the other end of the phone, "Is it safe?"

"Do you want your home to become a tourist attraction? Or do you feel tired of living in the current house and want to change it?"

"We sent someone to fetch her."

Meng Shizhen sneered, "Do you know who her manager is?"

"It can't be her ex-husband."

"She has her own studio, but this part of the work overlaps with her ex-husband. If she wants to see her, her ex-husband will definitely know. Do you have any questions?"

"Are we still afraid of him?"

"I asked you what you didn't say, and now we are one by one. What about the face?"

"Sister Shizhen, hello."

Meng Shizhen finally said: "Don't come here, you still want to give me an explanation that satisfies me, otherwise, hehe."

In the time of making a phone call, the little nun's longing eyes provided Lily's mindful Song Yuan with infinite room for reverie.The three fates of literary and artistic young women: becoming a monk, being a prostitute, and meeting a scumbag.On the bright side, Cheng Ya has already accounted for the second, and the third is also a matter of course.

If the object was a little nun, Song Yuan would scream inwardly.

Back at home in the city, a dog barked and flew towards her. The little nun was so frightened that her face turned pale and she stood there dumbfounded.Bang Kai threw himself into Fang Jiang's arms, darting and jumping, like a black fish that was thrown into the frying pan without being slaughtered.

Fang Jiang smiled like a barbaric master, even touching and rubbing, not forgetting to wink and tell the little nun to enter the house by herself.

"It's okay, it's better for you, unlike your master, who has no conscience. Be good, I will give you something to eat later."

Bang Kai wagged his tail, flattering as much as he wanted.Past experience told her that if you flatter the hostess well, you will never get tired of eating and drinking.It wasn't the first time it came to the villa. Earlier, it temporarily stayed with its owner for a few nights.There are not many days, but all the things used are complete. Dog toilets, kennels, and dog rice bowls all have designated locations.There are things here that I didn't have at home before, such as dinosaur dog toys, and ice pads for cooling down.

Zhou Zhi walks the dog every day, but never lets the bar open to hold his stool and pee. There is a toilet at home all year round.Therefore, when arriving at Fang Jiang's house, the first task is to guide the gang to find the toilet.Bian Mu is worthy of being a dog with top IQ, especially now that he is an adult, as long as he is not looking for trouble, he can honestly go to the toilet to shit and pee.He especially likes the yard of Fang Jiang's house. As a working dog, going out to play every day can't satisfy his activity. It is even more happy to flutter butterflies and quarrel with cats anytime and anywhere.

Zhou Zhi and Fang Jiang especially like to watch the bar run, carefree and having fun, as if it is not only running, but flying.

Knowing that there would be a nun coming, Sun Chunlian welcomed Sankong in. This was the first time she saw a monk outside the temple.

Bang Kai hugged Fang Jiang's thigh and refused to let go.Until Zhou Zhi smiled and said at the door: "Dogs are rich and honored, don't forget each other. It is said that dogs are loyal and only have their masters in their hearts. You are good, and you can run to the arms of whoever looks good. Sex embryo."

Only then did it realize that it looked back at its master, hesitated for a while, and chose to obediently return to the master's side and sit down.

Zhou Zhi stroked its chin and rewarded it with a snack.

The bar opened and happily took the snacks aside.

At the entrance, only Zhou Zhi and Fang Jiang were left.When they looked at each other and seemed to deliberately not look at each other, Sankong still felt a strange atmosphere, as if there were only those two people in the world, what kind of dog, auntie, nun? , all do not exist.

Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "You're finally back."

Sankong thought: Hey, why is Zhidao always talking nonsense.

Not only talking nonsense, I haven't seen myself for many years, I only gave myself a look, but it seemed to greet Fang Jiang with my whole body and mind.

Fang Jiang also laughed.She originally wanted to put on a straight face and say a few words about her, but when she saw someone, besides wanting to laugh, she still wanted to laugh.

So Sankong heard another nonsense. "Well, I'm back." His tone was particularly sweet, and he didn't look like the same person who questioned her in the car.

Sankong recited the sound of Buddha in his heart, and subconsciously went to see Sun Chunlian.Sun Chunlian stayed far away, even the dogs.

The author has something to say: Being in love is talking nonsense together.

jealous.