Hearing Ye Qiu's words, Qian Weidong's eyes suddenly opened wide and stared at Ye Qiu, as if to say, are you still one of our own?
Guo Yuting also looked at Ye Qiu in disbelief, with some resentment in her heart. Are you so persuasive?
Mr. Qian even glanced at Ye Qiu in surprise and said in a trembling voice: "Ye Qiu..."
Ye Qiu sighed and said: "Although there are three thousand illnesses in the world, emotional injuries are the most difficult to cure."
"Although I am a medical saint and can treat various diseases, emotional injury is the most terminal disease among terminal diseases."
Qian Weidong retorted on the spot: "I don't believe it."
"What's the hurt of love? Isn't it just that I like someone but can't catch him?"
"There are millions of women in the world, why hang themselves on a tree?"
"In short, I will not let this evil boy become a monk. Even if he is tied up, I will tie him up at home."
"If you don't let me go, I will die in front of you." After Qian Duoduo finished speaking, he took out a fruit knife from his pocket and put it on his neck.
Qian Weidong was startled: "Nie Zi, what do you want to do!"
Guo Yuting cried and said: "Duoduo, put down the knife quickly, we have something to talk about."
Mr. Qian's eyelids twitched, and he saw the determination in Qian Duoduo's eyes.
"I have decided to convert to Buddhism. If you don't agree, then I will die."
When Qian Duoduo was talking, he exerted a little force on his hands, and suddenly a bloody mouth appeared on his neck.
"You - you -" Qian Weidong was shocked and angry, and was too angry to speak.
Ye Qiu said: "Emotional injury is the most traumatizing. The most terrifying thing for a person is not the death of the body, but the death of the heart."
"The emotional suffering has made Duoduo hate all love and hatred in the world. Even if he didn't escape into Buddhism, he would still be a walking corpse."
"Besides, since Duoduo has become enlightened, becoming a monk may not be a bad thing."
When Qian Duoduo heard this, he looked up at Ye Qiu and said to himself, cousin, you understand me!
"That's not okay." Qian Weidong said: "Our Qian family has a century-old scholarly family. If he becomes a monk, won't we be laughed to death by the upper class in Suzhou and Hangzhou?"
"How will Yuting and I go out to meet people in the future?"
"And the old man, as a world-famous scholar, his grandson became a monk. Doesn't this make him lose his dignity?"
Ye Qiu said: "Uncle, can you bear to watch Duoduo die in front of you?"
"I——" Qian Weidong was speechless.
Guo Yuting cried and said: "Duoduo, mom, please, as long as you are not a monk, no matter what you want to do, I will promise you."
Qian Duoduo was unmoved and said: "I have made up my mind. It is best if you agree to this matter. If you don't agree, I will die now."
Mr. Qian suddenly said: "That's all, let him go!"
Hearing this, Qian Weidong hurriedly said: "Father, no! There is only one man in the third generation of our Qian family. Who will inherit the incense when he leaves?"
Mr. Qian looked up at the sky, tears rolled down his cheeks, and said, "What evil have I done to have such a grandson? My family is unlucky, my family is unlucky!"
Mr. Qian was very emotional at this moment. Ye Qiu was worried that Mr. Qian would fall into coma on the spot due to his anger, so he quietly channeled his true energy into it.
Mr. Qian gradually calmed down and said: "Throughout the dynasties and families in history, in the end, they could not escape the end of destruction."
"It is very difficult for our Qian family to have a century-old inheritance. Once the incense is gone, let it go."
"When I die and go to the underworld, I will ask my ancestors for forgiveness——"
Ye Qiu suddenly said: "I understand, whether it's grandpa or uncle, the main reason why you don't want to be a monk is the issue of incense."
"Actually, this problem is easy to solve."
Hearing this, everyone looked at Ye Qiu.
"Ye Qiu, what can you do?" Mr. Qian asked urgently.
Ye Qiu looked at Qian Weidong and Guo Yuting with a smile and said, "Uncle, aunt, I suggest you have another child."
What!
Qian Weidong and Guo Yuting blushed instantly. They are already old, can they still have children?
Besides, isn't this a joke?
Ye Qiu said: "Uncle, aunt, do you feel embarrassed?"
"Actually, it's nothing. The gambling king is still having babies in his seventies. There is a foreign pianist who became a father in his eighties. At your age, having another child is not a problem at all."
Qian Duoduo echoed: "I think my cousin's suggestion is very good."
"You know what the heck!" Qian Weidong shouted: "Do you think raising a child is easy? Do you think I can have a baby if I want to?"
"Forty-one men, you are in your prime, why can't you give birth?" When Qian Duoduo said this, he suddenly thought of something and asked: "Dad, can't you do it?"
"Shut up!" Qian Weidong's face turned red and he wanted to slap Qian Duoduo to death. He said angrily: "If you weren't a scoundrel who insisted on becoming a monk, how could you have caused so many things?"
Ye Qiu persuaded Guo Yuting: "Aunt, you can consider my suggestion."
"The Qian family is not prosperous. If you have another child, grandpa will be very happy."
"Right, Grandpa?"
Mr. Qian nodded: "Ye Qiu's suggestion is very good, I agree! Wei Dong, Yu Ting, hurry up."
Qian Weidong said with a bitter face: "Dad, I really can't give birth!"
Guo Yuting bit her lip and said, "Dad, I'm afraid you will be disappointed. We also wanted a child before, but Wei Dong has more than enough energy..."
"Weidong really can't do it?" Mr. Qian looked sad: "It seems that God is going to cut off the incense of our Qian family!"
"Grandpa, there's no need to worry." Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Have you forgotten what I do?"
"With my medical skills, I can definitely help uncle."
"Uncle, I will give you treatment soon and I will ensure that you are alive and well. Let alone one child, you will have no problem even if you want to give birth to a group."
"Are you serious?" Qian Weidong was a little excited.
"How could I lie to you about this kind of thing?" Ye Qiu said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will do what I say."
Bang!
Qian Weidong kicked Qian Duoduo and scolded: "You scoundrel, don't you want to be a monk? Why are you still here? Get out of here, I'm tired of seeing you."
Guo Yuting then said: "Duoduo, Tianlong Temple is far away from Suzhou and Hangzhou, so hurry up and set off!"
Mr. Qian scolded directly: "Go away——"
Qian Duoduo is very depressed. You were crying and begging me to stay at home before. Why do you dislike me so much in the blink of an eye?
"Grandpa, dad, mom, take care, I'm leaving!"
Qian Duoduo kowtowed three times, turned around and left the yard.
"I'll see him off." Ye Qiu chased him out and sent Duoduo money out the door.
"Cousin, there's no need to send it off, you can go back!" Qian Duoduo said.
Ye Qiu ignored him, but looked at a big tree not far away and said: "Master Du'e, come out!"
Whoosh!
Master Du'e jumped down from the tree, clasped his hands together, and said, "Amitabha! I have seen the donor Ye!"
Ye Qiu asked: "Master has been here a long time ago, why don't you go in?"
Master Du'e smiled slightly: "I'm afraid of being beaten!"
