Why is the boss like that?

Zhou Zeqiang really couldn't imagine how this dog was forced to pray for blessings, "You must be more religious when you go, don't make a bad face, you have to laugh, you know?"

Yan Guancang: "Oh."

There was a crackling sound from the microphone, "Oh shit, you still need me to say it here!"

Yan Guancang: ...

Yan Guancang's arrogance is seen by almost everyone around him. He doesn't believe in what some people believe to be their beliefs, but Zhou Zeqiang always believes that these are valid.

After all, no matter how you say it, it is better to believe what you have than to believe what you don't have. There are so many people enshrining, so naturally there is his reason and way of survival.

No matter how you say it is a brother, Yan Guancang can't see now to pray for blessings. He is asking for something, and incense money is not a problem. The main thing is sincerity.

The good brother doesn't know anything, so he naturally wants to talk to the other party.

"Have a good attitude and smile."

Yan Guancang: "Why do you laugh when you have a good attitude?"

Don't worry, it won't work inside?

That's the only thing this dog can ask.

Zhou Zeqiang was serious, "It's okay for others not to laugh, but you can't."

Yan Guancang:?

Zhou Zeqiang: "Your face is easily misunderstood by the Buddha."

Yan Guancang: ...

"It's nothing to hang up."

Zhou Zeqiang quickly stopped him, "Don't, don't hang up, you go to pray for blessings and bring me a copy by the way, ask for a marriage or something, by the way, where are you going to pray?"

It's a bit embarrassing to say it, although outsiders see him as having many friends of the opposite sex, but he is a real widowed king.

Yan Guancang went to pray for blessings and begged him by the way.

Yan Guancang recalled what the nurse said just now, "Mt. Mingde, Huide Temple."

Zhou Zeqiang: ...

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

Yan Guancang didn't hear clearly just now, so he asked again, "What are you bringing?"

Hearing the location, Zhou Ze's face froze, "No...it's nothing."

Yan Guancang: "You just said..."

Zhou Zeqiang: "I didn't say anything just now."

Yan Guancang: "You..."

Zhou Zeqiang: "Just treat me as farting."

Yan Guancang: ...

Zhou Zeqiang put down a sentence of blessing, "Don't worry about me, just pray well."

With that said, Zhou Zeqiang hung up the phone.

Damn it, it's a good thing Yan Guancang didn't hear clearly, whoever goes to that place will be unlucky, and asking for peach blossoms is equivalent to being a widow.

Although I don't know why the other party went, there should be some reasons.

Then he lowered his head and glanced at the phone, it wasn't that he was vicious as a brother, the main thing was that it was really effective, this dog just waited for bad luck when he came back.

When Yan Guancang came down from upstairs at night, he heard the sound of ping-pong-pong in the guest room on the second floor.

Su Zhe put some packed things in the corridor, and saw Yan Guancang say, "Sir."

Yan Guancang heard a voice, "What are you doing?"

Because of tidying up, Su Zhe was tired at this time, he put his things away and walked towards Yan Guancang, panting when he spoke, "I'm tidying up things, I'm going to go to the mountain to pray for blessings in two days."

The other party's panting was not heavy or coherent. After the sound, he paused for a few seconds as if he wanted to calm down, but soon he couldn't help but breathe out again.

The little nurse stood not far from him when he spoke. Although there was a distance, his voice seemed to be close to his ear.

Invisible to the eyes, the feelings of other senses are infinitely magnified.

Yan Guancang frowned, feeling that he was still too close to the little nurse, so he took two steps to the side, deliberately avoiding it.

Su Zhe didn't notice the strangeness of the other party, "Is there anything you need to pack, sir? If so, I will help you pack it later."

Hearing that the other party might go to the third floor, the man immediately became vigilant, "No need."

Su Zhe was afraid that Yan Guancang would not be able to handle it well, after all, the other party is now blind and hindered in his actions.

"Is there really no need, sir?"

The other party asked patiently, Yan Guancang swallowed back the meddling on the tip of his tongue, this little nurse was sensitive, and just finished the two rules downstairs, if he really said that, the other party might not know for a while sad.

But it was impossible for him to give people hope. He said in a cold voice: "It's nothing more than some clothes and toiletries."

Su Zhe: "Sir, don't you need to bring something else?"

Yan Guancang was puzzled, "What do you bring?"

Su Zhe began to tell people about this itinerary, "The location of the temple is almost at the top of the mountain, and we went to other provinces for three or two days and couldn't come back. We still need to climb the mountain and need to bring some related items."

"So you were packing related supplies just now?"

Su Zhe nodded, "Yeah."

Yan Guancang heard the sound of the other party putting things down just now, it was not light, and he would have to climb the mountain at that time.

The little nurse couldn't stand it on his shoulders, and couldn't lift it with his hands.

"Don't bring it."

Su Zhe insisted again and again, "Okay, sir can use mine when the time comes."

"I said you don't need to bring yours."

Su Zhe:?

Yan Guancang: "Just bring the money."

Su Zhe: ...

Really inhumane.

Only Yan Guancang could say this.

But there seems to be nothing wrong with what the other party said. He just heard from Ms. Yan that Deshan is very famous. Many people go to travel, and the surrounding economy is also developing. Naturally, there are people selling things in the place, and they can directly bring money to save moving. Strength of luggage.

Su Zhe no longer wasted his efforts in vain, and went downstairs to have dinner with others. When the helpers were setting the tableware, he took out the cake he had brought in the morning from the refrigerator and lit candles.

When Su Zhe lit candles for someone, a smile appeared unconsciously on his face. In fact, he hadn’t celebrated his birthday for a long time, probably not after primary school, but it may be that the atmosphere of celebrating a birthday is too contagious. After all, the sense of ceremony is so This kind of thing is more or less in everyone's heart.

There was joy in his voice, as if he was also a part of the birthday party, "Sir, after I sing the birthday song, you blow out the candles and make a wish."

Yan Guancang could clearly hear the smile in the other party's words.

Birthdays are not easy for him, but he didn't expect the little nurse to be so happy for him.

"understood."

Su Zhe silently reminded, "Sir, when you make a wish, you must think carefully before you make a wish."

Yan Guancang was puzzled, it was just a wish, and it was something illusory.

Su Zhe repeatedly urged, "Be sure to think about it before you speak!"

Unlike Yan Guancang, Su Zhe is a more superstitious person. In fact, he was not like this when he was a child, but after some events, he began to believe in the so-called karma and the so-called pious prayer.

This superstition is also a kind of sustenance and spiritual dependence in his youth. Only when he believes in something can he see the so-called hope in these miserable days.

Su Zhe: "Be sure to promise well, what if it really comes true."

Yan Guancang: "Do you believe this?"

Su Zhe nodded, "I believe."

As he spoke, he began to tell others about his own experience, "When I was young, I attended a classmate's birthday party, and his wish came true."

Yan Guancang saw that the little nurse was suspicious and found it interesting, so he asked, "What wish did he make?"

Su Zhe was serious, "He made a wish at that time, hoping to spend 100 yuan every day."

100 yuan is a huge sum of money for every elementary school chicken.

Yan Guancang asked, "Is it realized?"

"It has come true." Su Zhe: "He is now three thousand a month."

Yan Guancang: ...

Three thousand a month is not one hundred a day.

Su Zhe took a step forward, "Sir, make sure."

What was in the words was not a pleading, but a somewhat pampering order.

This sound made his heart itch, Yan Guancang's Adam's apple rolled, and said impatiently: "Okay, got it."

If he didn't allow it, the little nurse would whisper in his ears again.

But when it comes to wishes, Yan Guancang really can't think of them for a while.

He really didn't seem to have any wishes to fulfill.

Or maybe he didn't believe it in his heart.

When he was a child, he needed the understanding and approval of others, but now he has the ability and doesn't care what others think.

However, if he really doesn't care, why would he secretly do the things he likes.

Yan Guancang's inability to recognize clearly was because he subconsciously didn't want to admit it, so he didn't feel that he needed that understanding.

Listening to the birthday song in his ear, Yan Guancang kept thinking about what his wish was, but he didn't make it until the candle was extinguished.

Su Zhe took down the melted candle, "Sir, did you agree?"

Yan Guancang: "Not yet."

"It's okay." Su Zhe had left a hand.

The next moment, a mechanical happy birthday song came from Yan Guancang's ear.

Yan Guancang frowned, "What?"

Su Zhe looked at the lit lotus lantern, "It's nothing, just the soul of the birthday."

Yan Guancang: ...

Because the wish was really hard to come up with, I made a wish that the next wish would come true.

I thought my birthday was over like this, but until after dinner, the mechanical happy birthday song was still playing.

Yan Guancang: "Why is it still ringing?"

Su Zhe: "This is a normal phenomenon."

Yan Guancang:?

"It was introduced."

"What introduction."

"Once a year, once a year."

Yan Guancang: ...

The existence of the lotus lamp almost threatens the law of energy conservation.

After all, a flower is passed down to three generations, and the flower of death is still there.

Sure enough, when I went downstairs the next day, the lotus lantern was still singing.

Su Zhe booked the plane at noon, and the two of them didn't have much stuff, only two backpacks, not even a suitcase.

Seeing that it was still early, Su Zhe said, "Sir, I'll be right back after I go out."

Yan Guancang responded.

Su Zhe hurried out the door, fearing that something might delay him on the road, he didn't take the bus this time, but took a taxi directly to Xiao Tiantian's store.

The other party knew that he was going to the mountain to pray for blessings, and asked him to help bring a few wishes and prayers.

Walk into the familiar alley, take out the key pressed under the stone to open the store, today Xiao Tiantian is out to repair the windows and is not at home.

Su Zhe walked in and called the other party.

"Apprentice."

Su Zhe: "I'm in the store, where did you write your wish?"

Xiao Tiantian: "I just wrote down some small wishes on small pieces of paper, and put them on the cabinet at the door."

After hearing this, Su Zhe looked around the counter for a few times, except for some sundries, he didn't see the small note in the other party's mouth.

"No."

"Yes, I put it in the corner of the cabinet, you can see it when you enter the door and look down."

Su Zhe lowered his head.

"..."

Do you mean this quarto? "