"Have you ever nagged someone like this?" Chang Le looked at Fang Zheng in surprise.
Fang Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Yes."
"When?" Chang Le asked subconsciously.
Fang Zheng thought for a while and said, "At that time, the poor monk seemed to be more than a year old."
Chang Le was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "You are still a child over one year old, your hands and feet are unsteady, and you are very curious. This is normal."
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Yes, my body was not well developed at that time, so everything I did was normal. As a father, I can tolerate it, but when my father gets old, his body becomes sick, he loses coordination, and his brain doesn't work well."
, isn’t it normal?”
When Chang Le heard this, he looked at Fang Zheng in astonishment.
I saw a flash of light in Fang Zheng's eyes, and Chang Le felt that the world in front of me blurred for a while, and then the world in front of me changed...
Chang Le looked at the door in front of him in astonishment, dumbfounded. He kept rubbing his eyes and looking around.
This is an old corridor, the handrails of the stairs, and the door are all from the 1980s and 1990s. There is a Chinese character "福" on the door, with couplets on both sides of the character "福".
Looking at this scene, Chang Le was so familiar that he exclaimed: "This... this is my childhood home? I almost forgot what it looked like! But, how did I come back here? Reborn?"
Unfortunately, no one answered Chang Le's question.
At this moment, an innocent child's voice came from downstairs: "Dad, what did you buy?"
"Dad bought the noodles." A familiar man's voice sounded, full of magnetism, kindness and warmth!
At that moment, Chang Le's eyes turned red. He recognized that it was his father's voice!
"Dad, what did you buy?" the child asked again.
"Dad bought the noodles. I'm back home. How about daddy making dumplings for Lele to eat?" the man said with a smile.
"Okay, Lele wants to eat dumplings!" the little boy shouted excitedly.
"Okay, give Lele some big dumplings, and give them all to Lele," the man said.
At the same time, the two people had appeared in front of Chang Le. A man wearing an old-fashioned vest was slowly walking upstairs with a little boy over two years old on his back, carrying a small bag of noodles he bought in one hand.
Seeing the two people here, Chang Le immediately recognized their identities. They were him and his father, Chang Jianghe!
"Dad..." Chang Le shouted subconsciously.
Unfortunately, Chang Jianghe seemed unable to see him or hear him speak, so he carried the young Chang Le to Chang Le's side and prepared to open the door.
Seeing this, Chang Le subconsciously reached out to grab it, but as soon as he grabbed it, his hand passed through Chang Jianghe's body.
Chang Le was stunned...
"Dad, what is that on the door?" Xiao Changle asked.
"This is the word "Fu", the word "Fu", which brings blessings to our family. With it, Lele will be able to grow up happily every day." Chang Jianghe said.
Xiao Changle said: "The word blessing...Dad, can we take blessing home?"
"Lele, this is hung on the door and cannot be brought into the house." Chang Jianghe replied patiently, while opening the door with one hand.
After entering the house, Chang Jianghe put Lele on the ground and said, "Dad, let's go make dumplings. Can Lele play by himself for a while?"
"Not good." Xiao Changle quickly shook his head and grabbed Chang Jianghe's trouser leg.
"Then Lele and daddy go to the kitchen and see daddy make delicious food for you, okay?" Chang Jianghe asked.
"Okay." Xiao Changle said happily.
Entering the kitchen, Xiao Changle raised his head and asked: "Dad, what are you doing?"
Chang Jianghe smiled and said, "Dad is cutting vegetable stuffing."
Xiao Changle: "Why?"
While Chang Jianghe was chopping the cabbage, he was explaining to Xiao Changle. He was busy, but never put Xiao Changle aside. It was as if he had infinite patience when facing Xiao Changle.
time to eat……
"Dad, Lele wants to eat dumplings." Xiao Changle shouted, staring at the golden eggs.
Chang Jianghe smiled and said: "Okay, Lele eats the dumplings. Give them all to Lele. Lele is growing strong and has a great body."
"Dumplings, delicious! Delicious! Dumplings! Lele wants to eat more." Xiao Changle took a bite and shouted again.
"Okay, give it to Lele..."
"Dad, are eggs laid by chickens?"
"Yes, the old hen lays eggs, the kind of clucking old hen..."
"Grrrr... Can Lele come down?"
"It will be fine when Lele grows up."
"Then Lele should grow up quickly..."
Snapped!
"Wow..." Xiao Changle was so happy that he swept the bowl on the table to the ground and smashed it into pieces. He was so frightened that he started crying.
Chang Jianghe quickly hugged little Changle in his arms and said with a smile: "Okay, Lele doesn't cry, it's just that the bowl is broken. When Lele grows up, he won't break the bowl... Lele is sitting there
Don't move here, daddy will put the bowl away, okay?"
"Okay..." Xiao Changle stopped crying when he heard what Chang Jianghe said, but still looked pitifully at Chang Jianghe picking up the broken bowl on the ground, and the two dumplings that fell on the ground were also put away. Chang Jianghe took them
When I got to the kitchen, I washed it and poured it into my own bowl. Then I put a clean dumpling on a small plate and handed it to Lele.
Chang Le stood watching on the side, with red eyes, and muttered: "I remember, I broke all the bowls at home at that time... But my father never scolded me. Also, dumplings, I love them the most.
I love eating the dumplings made by my father. Whenever my father has time and spare money, he will make dumplings for me to eat..."
"Dad, the dumplings are delicious."
"Yeah, delicious."
"Dad, the skin of the dumplings is very nice, look..."
"Well, it looks good."
"Dad, the dumpling soup is delicious."
"Then drink more."
"Dad, there is meat in the sedan! Look!"
"What a big piece of meat, Lele, eat it quickly..."
…
Listening to the conversation between father and son, and looking at his father who took the trouble to answer his questions, Chang Le cried, covered his face and cried, "Dad, I'm sorry, I'm not a human being... I was wrong..."
"Amitabha, donor, it's getting late, go home early." At this moment, a Buddha's trumpet sounded.
Chang Le was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he shouldn't be here, but should be chatting with a monk on a bench in the park!
In the blink of an eye, Chang Le was shocked to find that he was still sitting on the chair, and the monk in ragged clothes next to him was smiling at him.
"This...I...Master, I just..." Chang Le didn't know what to say.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Donor, please go home early."
"Well... I'm going home first. Master, why don't you go home?" Chang Le asked.
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "The poor monk is temporarily homeless..."
"Then why not go to my house? I still have room at home, how about that?" Chang Le asked.
Fangzheng was really hungry, not to mention that he couldn't bear the gift, so he nodded in agreement.
Chang Le swept away the gloom just now, stood up happily, and led Fang Zheng towards their home.