He has a very low sense of existence in other people's children

It was the National Day holiday, and on the way up the mountain to worship at Sun Moon Temple, there were crowds of people coming and going.

Fang Qiu and Chen Shengcai climbed to the mountainside, looked at the crowded crowd around them, and they all admired them.

"My mother, why are there so many people here?" Chen Sheng twisted open a bottle of water, and gulped down a few gulps.

"There are not many people here during the National Day holiday." Fang Qiu wiped the sweat off his face and looked towards the solemn temple standing on the top of the mountain.

"Just now in the car, I wanted to ask you where you were going to take me, but you kept refusing to say, because you just didn't expect you to take me to this kind of tourist attraction." Fang Qiu was speechless to Chen Sheng.

"Ahaha." Chen Sheng looked sloppy, "I also suddenly wanted to come here."

Fang Qiu saw that there was still half a mountain to climb, and the surroundings were full of people: "Why don't we go back? It's tiring to climb here, and there is nothing interesting in the temple."

"I paid the fare for the trip, so it's not good to give up halfway." Chen Sheng looked at Fang Qiu secretly with a guilty conscience on his face.

"Okay." Fang Qiu looked at the crowd around him, but he didn't see Chen Sheng's expression. If he saw Chen Sheng's expression, he would definitely not agree.

"Let's go, let's climb up as soon as possible and go back as soon as possible." Chen Sheng pulled Fang Qiu into the climbing crowd.

Fang Qiu squeezed into the surrounding crowd, with a complicated expression, thinking to himself, it's a good thing Jiang Ge didn't come with them just now.

The scene went back to the time when Fang Qiu and Chen Sheng were about to go out.

Jiang Ge sat on the sofa with Fang's mother and watched the TV series, and talked with Fang's mother about the plot of the TV series from time to time.

Fang Qiu went to the shoe cabinet and took out a pair of shoes, ready to sit on the sofa to change.

Chen Sheng, who was waiting for Fang Qiu, suddenly froze, and hurriedly said, "Wait for me after you change, I'll go to the bathroom."

"Okay." Fang Qiu sat on the sofa and put his shoes on the ground.

When Jiang Ge saw it, he knew that the two of them were going out to play: "Where are you going to play?"

"I don't know." Fang Qiu replied while bending over to change his shoes, "Chen Sheng said he took me to a good place."

"Would you like me to go with you? I also know a lot of interesting places." Jiang Ge said, his eyes shining with anticipation.

Fang Qiu changed a shoe, looked up at Jiang Ge: "You?"

After he was puzzled, he looked very clearly at Jiang Ge's hand that was in plaster.

"You're wearing a plaster cast, so you don't want to run around with us anymore." Fang Qiu refused in a tactful tone.

A disappointed expression instantly appeared on Jiang Ge's face: "Is that so?"

Before Fang Qiu could speak, Fang's mother, who was sitting next to her watching the TV series, couldn't stand it anymore and gave Fang Qiu a hard look.

Fang Qiu's throat choked, and he looked away from Fang's mother.

"Next time, next time when your fracture is healed, let's go out to play together." Fang Qiu looked at Jiang Ge's expression, and didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to say next time.

"Okay." Jiang Ge knew his situation, and it was absolutely impossible to go out with Fang Qiu and the others, so he agreed to Fang Qiu's words quickly, "Just don't forget."

"How could I forget, don't worry." Fang Qiu bent down to change another shoe.

The corner of Jiang Ge's mouth curled up: "Remember what you said." After speaking, he turned around and continued watching the TV series with Fang's mother.

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Fang Qiu and Chen Sheng finally climbed to the top of the mountain, and then stood in front of the gate of the Sun Moon Temple, panting heavily.

"What are we going to do next?" Fang Qiu asked Chen Sheng panting while supporting his leg to rest.

"Go there." Chen Sheng, who was doing the same movement as Fang Qiu, pointed towards the gate.

Fang Qiu only saw a long line in front of Chen Sheng's fingers, but nothing else.

"Didn't you see anything?" Fang Qiu asked with a hint of luck in his heart.

"Go to line up." Chen Sheng straightened up and patted Fang Qiu on the back.

Fang Qiu's lucky heart was instantly shattered, his feet were nailed in place, and he didn't want to move at all: "Why don't you go by yourself, I'll sit under the tree next to you and wait for you."

Fang Qiu had already given up on this place, and pointed to the big tree next to him.

"Don't, it's hard to climb up. It's not bad to go there anyway." Chen Sheng said, reaching out his hand to pull Fang Qiu to drag him over.

Fang Qiu quickly dodged back and looked at him vigilantly: "Tell me first, what are you doing over there?"

"Over there." Chen Sheng glanced over there, "Draw lots."

"..." Listening to Chen Sheng's words, Fang Qiu instantly felt cheated, and almost gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you just want to come here suddenly, why are you so familiar with this place now? Tell me clearly!"

Seeing the exposure, Chen Sheng's eyes wandered: "I just checked it with my mobile phone in the car."

"If I don't tell the truth, I will go down." Fang Qiu took two steps towards the road down the mountain.

"No, no, no, I said, I said." Chen Sheng grabbed Fang Qiu's arm to stop him from running around, "My girlfriend said that the lottery here is very effective, so I want to try it."

"Then you tricked me into coming together?" Fang Qiu felt that his fist could no longer be held back.

"Hahahaha." Seeing that Fang Qiu looked at him wrongly, Chen Sheng let go of Fang Qiu's arm and ran away quickly.

After running for a few steps, he was stopped by a monk.

"Rugging is forbidden in the Buddhist sect," said the little monk.

Chen Sheng scratched his head in embarrassment, and then Fang Qiu, who saw that the situation was not right, came slowly and slapped him hard on the back.

"Sorry." Fang Qiu apologized to the monk.

"Amitabha." The little monk clasped his hands together, "If the benefactor wants to draw lots, please do so as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Chen Sheng didn't care about the pain on his back, dragged Fang Qiu to the back of the long line.

Fang Qiu stood behind the line with dead fish eyes, while Chen Sheng was in high spirits.

Fang Qiu was so bored waiting, he took out his phone and played the game.

After playing ten times in the game, the battery of the mobile phone was not enough. Fang Qiu saw that they hadn't arrived yet, so he lowered his head and started to look for the power bank in the messenger bag he was carrying.

Chen Sheng, who had been watching the team behind him, hastily pulled Fang Qiu's clothes: "Stop beating, the person in front of you will be finished soon."

Fang Qiu was playing the game wonderfully, and it was impossible to look away. He quickly pulled out the cable that had been plugged into the power bank, plugged it into the phone, and started playing enthusiastically again.

Chen Sheng worried for him from behind.

The person in front of Fang Qiu quickly finished drawing lots. Just as Chen Sheng was about to remind Fang Qiu, Fang Qiu turned around and stuffed the mobile phone and power bank into Chen Sheng's hand: "Hit hard."

Fang Qiu lifted his foot and walked into the hall.

Chen Sheng quickly controlled the hero of the game to replace Fang Qiu and continued to play.

Fang Qiu looked up at the biggest Buddha statue in the hall, and then looked back to find the place where the lottery was drawn.

Although he didn't know why he was reborn, he still couldn't change his idea of ​​not believing in Buddhism.

The lottery table is under the Buddha statue in front, and there is a monk waiting there.

Fang Qiu walked over, and the monk kindly flicked his hand to the bamboo tube on the table, as if inviting Fang Qiu to look over there.

Fang Qiu looked at the bamboo tube, which contained many identical sticks made of bamboo.

"Please ask the donor to think about what is in your heart, and then take one from it." The monk said.

"Think about things." Fang Qiu muttered in a low voice.

Fang Qiu stood in front of the table for a while, then raised his hand with a calm expression, randomly drew a lot from the bamboo tube, and held it in front of him.