Is this cross talk partner officially announced today?

As the cars came and went, he took a deep puff of his cigarette.

He had called to resign just now, and directly broke his phone and threw it into the trash can.

After smoking a cigarette, Chen Xi stood up, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can next to him, and let out a hard breath.

It seems that he is saying goodbye to the present day.

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After Han Tianye left the house, he searched for a long time but couldn't find Chen Xi.

He simply went directly to the loan company where Chen Xi worked, but the result he got was that Chen Xi had resigned.

After coming out of the company, Han Tianye touched his heart, and he found that it was empty.

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The solemn ancient temple, the sound of chanting scriptures, makes people peaceful.

Chen Xi knelt in the Daxiong Palace, clasped his hands together, and closed his eyes tightly, and beside him were several men kneeling on the worship mat like him, old and young, all with pious expressions.

At this moment, the abbot, the abbot, who was wearing cassock, came to Chen Xi with a razor and asked, "Can you think about it, benefactor?"

"Think about it, the abbot can shave me as much as possible."

Chen Xi closed his eyes and said calmly, pretending to be disillusioned.

"Amitabha, shave off three thousand threads of affliction, never enter the mundane world, take refuge in my Buddha..." the abbot shaved Chen Xi's head while chanting scriptures.

This scripture fluttered, and Chen Xi found that he was so calm, as if he had forgotten the past, and his heart was extremely peaceful.

After a while, this head was shaved. The abbot recited a sentence of Amitabha, and then said: "Benefactor, the shaving has been completed. Next, let's talk about your conversion..."

However, Chen Xi suddenly opened his eyes and interrupted Fangzheng's words: "Abbot, I'm sorry, I don't want to convert, I just came in to shave my head." Then, he raised his head and looked at him standing with incomparably sincere eyes. The abbot in front of him.

The abbot is indeed an expert in the world, with a very good attitude, he is not angry, but just looks at the yellow hair scattered on the ground, and laughs:

"Almsgiver, before the poor monk converted to my Buddha, he was also a secular person, and he was also an abominable person. Fortunately, the poor monk is dedicated to the Buddha today, otherwise the poor monk would have been murdered." At the end, the abbot touched the Razor narrowed his eyes.

Chen Xi saw that he was angry with the abbot abbot, and quickly put his hands together to apologize again:

"Abbot, I'm really sorry. When I encountered troubles here, I wanted to go to our temple to burn a stick of incense, but it was just in time for the convert disciples to be ordained, so I mixed it up..."

"The benefactor has nothing to do with my Buddha, see off the guest!" The abbot flicked his sleeves and chased the guest away.

Chen Xi: "..."

Having already finished shaving his hair, Chen Xi left the temple under the watchful eyes of many monks.

Touching the head without any trace of worry, Chen Xi actually felt relaxed. It seems that there is some truth in saying that the hair is trace of worry.

But in an instant, he remembered the bad things before, and his mood was not so beautiful.

"Oh, what three thousand troubles, it really is a lie."

Muttering, Chen Xi left the temple.

Of course, before he left the temple, he still remembered to put all the money on his body into the merit box. No matter what, the abbot shaves his head well.

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Entering an alley, Chen Xi came to the gate of a large courtyard, looking at the rusted iron gate, Chen Xi's eyes instantly turned red.

The door was unlocked, so he pushed it open and walked in.

At this time, beside the stone table in the yard, a thin old man was sitting. He was wearing presbyopic glasses and was smashing walnuts to eat. When he heard the movement, he raised his head, and when he saw Chen Xi appearing, he was stunned. .

"Grandson, you..."

"Yeah." Chen Xi's eyes were red, and he resisted the urge to cry.

He smiled and came to the stone table and sat down, not wanting to worry his grandfather, but,

"You just went in and just been released?" Mr. Chen looked shocked, and then beat his chest, "What did I say, your job is not a good job."

Chen Xi touched his bald head: "...Grandpa, what are you talking about, I didn't go in, I just wanted to change my hairstyle."

Interrupted by his grandfather, Chen Xi completely lost the urge to cry just now.

"Oh!" The old man nodded after hearing this, and his expression returned to normal.

Chen Xi saw that something was wrong, he quickly widened his eyes, and looked at his grandfather: "No, grandpa, your expression is wrong, why do you feel that you are quite disappointed, are you my own grandfather?"

"Why am I not your own grandfather, you can't talk nonsense like this." Mr. Chen gave Chen Xi a look, and then looked him up and down, "The prodigal son has turned around."

Chen Xi turned around and leaned against the table, looking at the blue sky, his face was covered with the scorching heat of the scorching sun, he let out a breath, as if what he exhaled was the depression of the past: "Well, I'm back, no Now that I'm gone, I'll talk about cross talk honestly with you from now on."

Seeing that his eldest grandson finally came home, Mr. Chen was happy: "That's right!"

As he said that, the frequency of smashing the walnuts in his hands increased, and the sound of 'popping' wafted in the yard.

Chen Xi laughed as he listened, as expected he was comfortable at home.