President's Legendary Master

"We will stay in Beijing for another week or so. Can I visit him in the next few days?" Qiu Chunshan asked Secretary Cui in a low voice, "I...I just want to visit him."

There is no blood relationship, but he feels in his heart that this is his bond.

"Of course!" Secretary Cui said, "You are welcome to visit him, Mr. Yang...he is rarely so happy."

"Okay, thank you!" Qiu Chunshan nodded heavily.

A group of people left the nursing home and returned to the villa where they stayed. They were in a turbulent mood. Master Xu asked the kitchen to make some sweet desserts. He didn't know what happened to these people, but he seemed to be in a very complicated mood.

When the dessert came, a pot of chrysanthemum tea was brewed.

He thought, this should calm everyone down?

It doesn't look like it's on fire either!

"Let's stay together as relatives from now on." After all, Qiu Tianwang is a businessman, self-made, thick-skinned, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he hit the point: "From now on, we... the previous life is the previous life, and this life is another matter."

How embarrassing otherwise?

A 20-year-old "little uncle" and a 70-year-old "great niece"?

"Of course, of course!" Boss Wang also broke out in a cold sweat: "We'll just treat them as relatives. It just so happens that my family doesn't have any real relatives."

Having said that, everyone is happy.

And except for the grandparents of the Dugu family, everyone thanked the little heavenly master.

Qiu Chunshan was the most emotional: "Thank you for solving this problem for me, otherwise I would not be able to bear the sacrifice every three years or every ten years."

And this kind of sacrifice obviously will not stop, even if Mr. Yang passed away, Boss Wang and his family will still be there.

Wang Xingda also said: "Yes, thank you Mr. Zhang."

Their family sacrifices belong to the sacrifices, but if they are reincarnated, their sacrifices will be a bit redundant, and it will also affect the living, which is not very beautiful.

"You're welcome, you are all deeply blessed people." Daomiao laughed: "Have a good time in Beijing these few days, or just accompany Mr. Yang."

"Definitely, definitely!" Now that the Qiu family and the Wang family have untied this knot, they are trying to accept each other's existence. The more Grandma Wang looks at Qiu Chunshan, the more she likes it.

Early the next morning, the soldiers split into two groups. Dugu Haoyan took the little celestial master to visit the Forbidden City with his grandfather and brother, while Secretary Cui drove over to pick up the two families to the nursing home.

This time, Grandma Wang brought some soft cheese that Mr. Yang could eat.

Mr. Yang was very happy to see them, and talked about some past events, and the old man fell asleep again while talking.

After they left the nursing home, Qiu Tianwang took them to a famous restaurant to treat them to dinner.

And Dao Miao went to the Forbidden City, and came back very excited: "Go again tomorrow, I haven't seen it all."

The Forbidden City is too big to finish in one day, at least three days!

"We are here for a few days, go every day, you can see enough." Dugu Haoyan generously said: "Go every day, wherever you want to see."

"You are so kind!" Dao Miao took the initiative to kiss Dugu Haoyan in his arms. The two of them have been together for so long, and the little celestial master has become more or less enlightened. He knows what his President likes, so he took the initiative and smiled. sweet.

"Yeah." Dugu Haoyan remained calm on the surface, but his hand had already touched the waist of the little celestial master: "Be good, I'll go to the Forbidden City tomorrow, and that museum, you can see a lot of things."

"Yeah, go!" Daomiao announced very happily: "All go."

It's not easy to come here, and of course he has to read it all while he has time now, he also knows that Dugu Haoyan is usually busy, besides being with himself, he also has to manage the company's affairs.

During their vacation time, they may all be busy with some... er, unimaginable things for others.

Evening is the time for everyone to get together for dinner. This time Dugu Haoyan arranged for everyone to eat a roast duck meal. Dao Miao felt very happy after eating this roast duck meal.

"It's different from the roast duck at home." The taste is very different.

"If you like it, come and eat it at noon tomorrow." Dugu Haoyan also packed some to bring back, including several servings of mustard duck feet and spicy duck tongue.

"Okay, okay." Daomiao nodded frequently: "The duck tongue is delicious and too spicy, let's change it to the five-flavored one."

"Row."

Anyway, it's okay to eat spicy food, and the two of them haven't done anything together for so long.

Because of the inconvenience, Dugu Haoyan didn't want people to look at Daomiao in a different light.

The two of them don't have to pursue that physical pleasure together.

So during the days when the two of them were running around, they just slept on the same bed and didn't roll the sheets at all.

After staying in the middle of Beijing for a week, Daomiao found out that Mrs. Dugu personally delivered the set of stamps to Mr. Yu Letian's old house while chatting with his family on the video screen. To put it bluntly, Mr. Dugu Weng is very interesting, and he knows to call him when he sees something good.

And the old man Dugu Weng sat on the sofa and waved his hand very grandly, and said to the old man Yu Letian over there: "You are welcome, did you also pay the high price?"

The two old men are still bickering in the video. This is because although they have a casual friendship, they have known each other for a lifetime. When they are old, it is rare for someone to live with them until now. In Ansheng's life, this slight friendship is also sublimated In recent years, the relationship has become even better.

Anyway, they are all retired, and finally have time to get together, and occasionally meet to go fishing, play ball or something, don't get me wrong, playing ball is only the kind of ball for the elderly, they can't play for young people.

At first, they thought that life would go on so peacefully, but on Monday morning, after breakfast, everyone who was about to go to play separately saw Secretary Cui who came over early in the morning.

He lost his previous calmness, and said hastily: "I'm afraid Mr. Yang is going to die, and I want to see you."

"What?" Qiu Chunshan was the one who reacted the most: "How could it be? Was it fine yesterday?"

"In the past two years, the old man has been waking up all the time. He was happy when you came, so he became sober, but... the deadline is approaching, and the others are gone, so he just wants to see you guys... and Mr. Zhang Daomiao " Secretary Cui saw that the others were fine, but the little celestial master looked like he was looking at a fairy.

To be honest, that day had a great impact on him.

Although it wasn't obvious on the surface, in his heart, Secretary Cui was about to doubt his life.

People like him study Marxism-Leninism and Chairman Thought very seriously, and politics is his main course.

And the arrival of the little celestial master broke his inherent world view. It turns out that there is really reincarnation in the world, and it really does!

After making up for it in the past few days, I realized that people can escape the sanctions of the law in the world, but they cannot escape the reckoning in the underworld after death.

Good people get good rewards, not referring to this life, but possibly the next life.

Just look at Qiu Chunshan. The only son of a wealthy businessman, his parents are loving, and he is also smart. He was admitted to university, and later successfully took over the family business.

So now he looked at Daomiao with a different look in his eyes.

You can't afford to offend this one, if someone gives you a little revenge, ordinary people really can't bear it.

"Then let's go now." Daomiao put his backpack on his back: "Send him the last journey of the old man."

After everyone got into the car with a clatter, Dugu Haoyan asked him: "Did you notice something?"

These days, he doesn't talk about going home or anything else, just playing in Beijing, Daomiao is not a playful person.

"Actually, I saw it when I went there that day. He didn't have a few days to live, and he seemed to be vented. He has no regrets." Daomiao said in a low voice: "I saw the person I wanted to see, I know I don’t have to worry about the things I want to know. At the age of 90, I have to rely on various medical equipment every day to be more comfortable. , it’s just that there is a belief that has always supported him, that’s what happened.”

Otherwise, the daily torture of illness would have exhausted his efforts, and he would not want to live anymore.

The group of them arrived at the place, and found that the corridor outside Yang Lao's door was full of people, not to mention all of them in suits and leather shoes, and there were several big figures who often appeared in the news on one station.

There are also old men and old ladies who are very old. They are war orphans they adopted back then.

Everyone looked at the people who came, and they were all very curious. Old Yang inside didn't see them, but wanted to meet these strangers?

As usual, Secretary Cui went in first, and he came out in three to five minutes: "Please come in, old gentlemen and old ladies, Mr. Yang has something to say to you."

A few elderly people squeezed in.

They came out in half an hour, one by one with red eyes, and asked their own children to go in. After only 10 minutes, they came out, and then went to the living room downstairs.

An hour later, Secretary Cui came out: "Please come to Boss Wang's family."

The Wang family went in and came out half an hour later, with red eyes.

Then there were people from the Dugu family, but they stopped the little celestial master from entering.

In fact, the members of the Dugu family really have nothing to do with this old man Yang, but they were met by someone on his deathbed.

After they came out, they just accompanied the little celestial master, the atmosphere was too depressing, and the little celestial master didn't ask them what they said when they went in.

The last one to go in was Qiu Tianwang, and then Secretary Cui called the little celestial master: "This is what Mr. Yang meant. When he wants to die, only you and Mr. Qiu will be in front of the bed."

The little celestial master was taken aback: "Really?"

Dying, what a big deal, just leave two people in front of the bed?

"Yes, this is his last wish." Secretary Cui said solemnly: "I hope you can agree."

After all, it sounds a bit unlucky to send someone to the end, and many people are not happy, okay?

However, Mr. Zhang Daomiao should be happy, right?He is a heavenly master.

"Okay, okay, you can come with me." Qiu Chunshan held Daomiao's arm firmly: "Well, we will pay the service fee."

In other words, how much service fee should the Qiu family pay Wendaozhai?

"I'm going too." Dugu Haoyan said with an uncompromising attitude: "We must follow."

Secretary Cui thought for a while: "I'll ask."

After going in for a while, he came out: "Yes!"

So the three of them went in together.

At this time, Mr. Yang, lying on the big bed, actually sat up, with a red face, he looked like he was 20 years younger.

As soon as Daomiao opened her mouth, she said four words: "Back to the light."

"Yeah, I know I don't have much time, I want to see him again." What he looked at was Qiu Tianwang: "It's so good, it's so good, your life will be smooth and smooth, and you will be rich and powerful."

Qiu Tianwang shed tears unconsciously: "You can do the same in your next life, and you can go smoothly and become rich."

Mr. Yang looked at Daomiao: "Yes?"

"Yes." Daomiao nodded: "You will serve the country and the people all your life, and in your next life you will be full of blessings, greens, longevity and happiness."

"That's good, that's good." Mr. Yang took a breath slowly.

Qiu Tianwangfu was so spiritual that he rolled down his hospital bed and made people lie flat. Looking at the old man's old face, the tears flowed even more fiercely.

"Don't cry, good boy, don't cry, I guess when I'm reincarnated, I should call you grandpa... How long will this reincarnation take?" Mr. Yang was still in the mood to joke.

"I'm not sure. For a hero like you, after you go down, you have to read the credit book carefully. Reincarnation is definitely a good one, but you can't just do it casually. It's not easy to find someone with good luck, green, longevity, happiness." Dao Miao pointed out. Looking at Qiu Chunshan, he said seriously: "That's why he waited so long for a good baby to be cast."