Now that they see each other again, the three brothers suddenly have some understanding... Perhaps, true filial piety is not the accumulation of money, but the pride of being a father!
Thinking of this, the three of them glanced at each other subconsciously, nodded subconsciously, and reached some kind of agreement.
Another hour passed, and Song Yuan finally couldn't hold on any longer.
Song Xianhe quickly helped Song Yuan, and Song Yuan shook his head and said that he would stand on his own.
At this moment, Hong Boy came over, clasped his hands and said, "This donor, Master asked you to sit in the backyard for a while."
Song Yuan was startled. He looked at Fang Zheng and then at Hong Hai'er. He was a little confused. Fang Zheng didn't speak. Why was this little monk here?
Honghaier continued: "Master said when he read the scriptures that an old donor will come over today. If you can't stand any longer, go to the back and rest."
"What about us?" Song Xiancheng asked quickly after hearing this.
Hong Hai'er clasped his hands together, smiled slightly and said, "What do you think?"
Just as Song Xiancheng was about to say something, Song Xianhe suddenly said: "Let's continue to wait."
"Brother!" Song Xiancheng was very cold for a long time. He thought he could be liberated, but Song Xianhe gave up the opportunity of liberation and became anxious.
However, Song Xianhe gave him a stern look, and Song Xiancheng immediately shut up and stood there motionless with great grievance.
Song Yuan looked at Fang Zheng, then at the three brothers, and finally nodded to Red Boy, and followed Red Boy. When he entered the backyard, he was also startled. He looked back at the monk behind him, and then he was sure that he was still alive.
In a monastery, not a zoo...
Song Yuan was invited to warm up by the fire and rest.
After Song Yuan left, Song Xianhe also understood that things were not that simple this time.
As soon as they arrived, Fang Zheng was reading the scriptures and was completely immersed in it, ignoring them. This might happen, but it would never happen to them by such a coincidence.
Song Xianhe looked at Fang Zhengxin and said, "What is this? A test? Or something else? No matter what it is, I'm cold and so are you. I don't believe I can't survive you!"
So Song Xianhe's eyes became solemn...
Song Xianshu also found that the atmosphere was a bit subtle, but he asked himself, his life was saved by Fang Zheng, and if he froze to death, the worst he could do was to repay him! Thinking of this, Song Xianshu also calmed down, and quietly waited for Fang Zheng to finish reading the scriptures.
Although Song Xiancheng wants to leave, how can he dare to leave when his eldest and second brothers don't leave? What's more, he also believes that Fang Zheng saved 80% of his life. What if someone saves his life? What if he freezes to death?
!
So, the three brothers stood like this, despite the north wind blowing, their faces turned pale, their lips turned purple, and their whole bodies trembled, but they refused to leave!
At first, the three brothers thought about freezing to death, but when they were actually half-frozen to death, the three guys who were not afraid of death were also aroused. They all looked at Fang Zheng with wide eyes. They couldn't figure it out.
The monk didn't wear much clothes, and he was sitting on a cold bamboo chair. The cold wind was also blowing. If he didn't have a fire to keep warm, wouldn't he be cold?
Another hour passed, and Fang Zheng was still reading quietly there, showing no sign of being cold at all.
The three brothers were so cold that they lost feeling in their feet. Many people who were watching the excitement ran away and came in several batches. There was no other way, it was too cold. No matter how strong the curiosity was, they had to bear it with their bodies.
When I can’t live there, I still choose to run away.
However, there are still some people who are persisting, because they have discovered that the live broadcast of the event of the three heroes worshiping Founder can actually attract a large number of fans! Some of them are big Vs and some are just ordinary people. These people have never been paid attention to by so many people.
Pass.
For a moment, I was so excited that I forgot about the cold. I persisted no matter how cold it was. At worst, I would just run a few laps...
Another half hour passed.
Song Xianhe still gritted his teeth and persisted. Song Xianshu was about to collapse. Song Xiancheng couldn't stand it anymore. When no one was looking at him, he shouted: "Fang Zheng is in charge!"
This voice startled everyone. Who would have thought that such a good confrontation would happen so suddenly?
Song Xianhe and Song Xianshu were also startled and were about to reprimand Song Xiancheng.
Fang Zheng gently closed the book in his hand, slowly raised his head, smiled gently at them and said, "Amitabha, are the donors cold?"
Hearing this, not only the three of them, but also the spectators watching the excitement suddenly realized and cursed in their hearts: "F*ck! This crooked master is really a charlatan! This guy knew they were coming a long time ago, and he just deliberately didn't
Ignore them and read quietly!"
At the same time, the audience on Weibo also followed suit. They didn’t change places and were paying attention from beginning to end!
Calculating the time, the three brothers of the Song family have been standing there for several hours! It’s okay for Fangzheng to trick them, so you can continue to pretend! That way, they will be more comfortable, and they can accompany you as a pious person to see you comprehend the Dharma.
It is also a good story when it is spread out.
Well now, this damn monk actually pointed it out directly. If this spreads out, the good story will definitely be gone. There will definitely be more people calling these three idiots...
"As expected of a crooked master, he is so crooked! But is it interesting that he deceived three heroes like this?"
"Although I also think it's a bit of a trap for the unscrupulous master to do this, based on past experience, I won't draw any conclusions and will just quietly wait for the results! Let's see if there is a reversal!"
"Me too!"
"I think, no matter what the reason is, this time it's a bit too much..."
"Why do I have such a shameful thought? Do you think the crooked master wants to step on the hero's shoulders?"
"Well……"
Just when everyone was talking about it, Song Xiancheng became angry when he heard what Fang Zheng said, and shouted: "Fuck! You knew we were coming a long time ago, and you deliberately ignored us! You are too cheating! You are so stupid
They sincerely want to freeze us to death!"
When Fang Zheng heard this guy swearing, he was not angry. Instead, he asked with a smile: "You are cold, why don't you say it? You see, if you say it, the poor monk will know it. If you don't say it, how will the poor monk know?"
You can't stand the cold, I thought you liked standing."
Song Xiancheng was immediately furious. He was not good at words in the first place, and he was okay with swearing. But facing Fang Zheng, his benefactor, swearing was the limit. Swearing? I guess the eldest brother and the second brother could beat him half to death, let alone
There is a dad behind me.
Seeing Song Xiancheng deflated, Song Xianhe stepped forward and said: "President Fangzheng, even if we don't talk, you should know that we are here, right? You should know that we can't stand the cold, right?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "You are cold, why don't you go to the fire to warm yourself? Why are you still standing here?"