Song Xiancheng said: "That's not possible! If you want to go, I'll go too! If I don't do my job, I can't do anything outside, so it's useless! You are smart and your second brother is capable. You can make money outside.
, I will moisturize you when I come out.”
"If you really want to be caught with your brain, you will be fooled by just a few words. By then, won't they all be arrested together?" Song Xianhe glared at him.
Song Xiancheng's face suddenly turned red... For the first time, he regretted not going to school.
Song Xianhe said: "I didn't expect that the second brother went ahead of me. By going, he kept us warm and gave us a chance to be reborn. Third brother, please don't use force casually again in the future."
"But..." Song Xiancheng wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.
Song Xianhe patted Song Xianchen on the shoulder and said: "Don't let the second child's sacrifice become meaningless. For the second child!"
Hearing this, Song Xianchen finally nodded vigorously and said: "Brother, don't worry, I will do it."
After saying that, the two took a deep breath and climbed up Yizhi Mountain.
When they reached the top of the mountain, they saw two people sitting under the Bodhi tree, a monk in white and an old man with a ruddy complexion. The old man had black hair and still looked very energetic while sitting in the ice and snow.
"President Fang Zheng, we are here, where is my dad?" The third child shouted as soon as he saw Fang Zheng, his voice was a bit harsh. In his opinion, Song Xianshu would surrender and protect them all because Fang Zheng, a bastard who was so kind. But Fang Zheng would eventually
Having saved the lives of him, his second son, and their father, he couldn't easily curse or take action against his savior.
Therefore, Lao San could only incorporate his anger into this sentence, raise his voice, and vent his dissatisfaction.
Song Xianhe glared at the third child, but the third child just pretended not to notice.
Fang Zheng was not angry either. He glanced at the two brothers, smiled slightly and said, "Amitabha, it is really rare for you to find your way back from the lost path."
"Monk, what are you talking about? Where is my dad?" the third child shouted.
Fang Zheng looked at the old man in front of him with a smile and said, "Aren't we sitting in front of you?"
As soon as these words came out, the two brothers were stunned! The person in front of them was their own father? How could this be possible?
The two of them rubbed their eyes and looked carefully at the old man in front of them. He had black hair, a rosy complexion, and his eyes were full of energy! Looking at that appearance, it seemed that he really was their father, but his skin and appearance were exactly the same as Song Yuan's yesterday.
It’s different!
The two brothers were a little confused...
"Xianhe, Xiancheng. What's wrong? You haven't seen me for a day and you don't recognize me?" Song Yuan was also a little puzzled. When he got up in the morning, he felt that his whole body was extremely full of energy. He had never been like this in the past decades.
He felt refreshed. Even on this cold day, he didn't feel so cold anymore. He even had the leisure to sit with Fang Zheng under the bodhi tree, chatting and drinking tea.
But he was confused, why couldn't his son recognize him?
Hearing Song Yuan's voice, Song Xianhe and Song Xiancheng were stunned again!
The Song Yuan they remember has gray hair, weakness, a haggard face, and skin and bones... But the man in front of them...
But the other person's voice was so familiar, so the two brothers were a little unsure.
Song Yuan frowned and said, "Why are you so dumbfounded? Xianhe, do you remember when I beat you with the sole of your shoe when you stole potatoes for your two brothers? Xiancheng, when you were playing with water in the ditch, your shoe was washed away by the water.
Have you forgotten what happened?"
After hearing Song Yuan tell these secrets that only a few people knew, Song Xianhe and Song Xiancheng determined each other's identities.
Song Xiancheng exclaimed: "Dad, is it really you? But why did you change like this?"
Song Xianhe also said: "Yes, Dad, how come you...have changed so much after not seeing me for one day?"
Song Yuan was stunned, change? How could he change?
Seeing Song Yuan's stunned look, Song Xianhe quickly took out his mobile phone, took a photo of the old man and handed it over. Song Yuan was stunned when he saw it, and exclaimed: "Is this me? This...I...how?"
What's going on?"
Seeing Song Yuan's expression, the two brothers were sure that Song Yuan really didn't know that he had undergone such a big change! After the father and son looked at each other, they all saw the meaning in each other's eyes, and subconsciously looked at the person sitting there
Founder on the edge!
However, Fang Zheng, who was sitting here just now, disappeared without knowing when! The bamboo chair was empty, except for the tea bowl, which proved that there was someone here just now.
"When did this monk leave?" Song Xiancheng muttered, "I'll go find him!"
At this moment, a Buddha chant sounded.
"Amitabha!" The three of them heard the sound and looked around, only to see a young monk appearing next to them. They didn't know how long he had been standing there.
Seeing the three people looking over, the young monk clasped his hands and said, "Three donors, since the father and son have been reunited, if nothing happens, let's go down the mountain."
"Where is your master?" Song Xianhe asked.
"My master has gone to rest, but my master said that cause and effect will reward you. No matter what happens, the donors don't need to take offense. There is no end to the sea of suffering. When we turn around, the donors can take care of themselves in the future." After saying that, Red Boy did it.
A gesture of invitation.
The three of them looked at each other, and Song Yuan suddenly sighed and said: "Master is really a living Buddha! I cannot thank you enough for your kindness! Please rest assured, master, I will not let these bastards do anything again while I am alive."
Bad things!"
After hearing this, Song Xianhe bowed in the direction of the backyard and said, "I, Song Xianhe, will keep the grace of saving my life, the grace of rebirth, and the grace of enlightenment in my heart. Master, please rest assured that our brothers will never do any bad things in the future.
We will start a new life and be good people who obey our father!"
Song Xiancheng's father and eldest brother both said this. He touched his bald head and said, "I...can I go to school in the future?"
Hearing this, Song Xianhe and Song Yuan were both angry and happy. Do you have any guarantees for doing this?
Having said all that needed to be said, Song Yuan took the two brothers down the mountain.
As soon as the three of them left, Hong Hai'er ran to Fang Zheng and said, "Master, are you just letting them go? Those two brothers still have a lot of karma on them."
"Someone has to take away these karma. If they really change their ways, their merits will soon outweigh their karma and they will truly become a good person." Sitting in the backyard, he didn't rest at all, but lazed there.
Fang Zheng, basking in the winter sun, said with a smile.
"Well, then, what should we do with those guys?" Hong Hai'er looked towards the kitchen, where there were still three people lying there.
There is nothing special about the three of them, except that they have a big bump on the back of their heads. These three are officially Lin Wenlong, the actor, and Wu Yue'e! Ever since they were rescued by Fang Zheng, the three of them have been still in the kitchen under the care of Xianyu.