Hong Hai'er had no nerve to say that he picked up the money, so he shook his head and said: "It's better to save some money..."
The aunt looked at Hong Haier's tattered monk clothes and felt something in her heart. She nodded and said, "Okay, but you should be rewarded for being such a cute and sensible child. I have a small strawberry cake here, do you want it?"
When Hong Hai'er heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Really? Can you really give it to me?"
The aunt smiled and said: "Of course, let's take it as a reward for today's last order. Give it to you."
The aunt took out a small cake from the counter, no bigger than a palm, with a beautiful red strawberry on top, and handed it to Hong Boy.
Red Boy clasped his hands together gratefully and said, "Amitabha, thank you to the donor!"
"Take it." Auntie handed it to Honghaier, who happily took it and at the same time took the money that auntie had found.
All the money was put into the box, and then the red boy ran happily to the other side of the road. When he looked up, he was stunned. He found that there was another person on the bench at some time. That person looked very lonely.
, rubbing his head with both hands, a look of anxiety on his face.
But Honghai'er didn't think much about it. He was very hungry and just wanted to eat something.
At this moment, Fang Zheng said: "Pure your heart, don't eat it yet."
Hong Boy was stunned and asked: "Master, what's wrong?"
Fang Zheng said: "Go and return the bread."
Honghai'er exclaimed: "What? Master! We haven't eaten for more than a day and we are starving to death. Now retreat? What will we do if they don't refund us? They..."
Hong Boy wanted to say something else, but when he saw Fang Zheng's serious look, he had to wrap the bread again angrily, looked at the bread in his hand, took a deep breath of the aroma of the bread, and asked unwillingly: "Master
, is this the money that the donor lost?"
Fang Zheng shook his head.
Hong Hai'er couldn't figure out why Fang Zheng did this...
But Hong Hai'er knew very well that Fang Zheng would never be polite to anything that could be eaten. Since Fang Zheng said he couldn't eat it, there must be a reason. So Hong Hai'er obediently took the bread and went back.
"Why are you back again?" Auntie asked in surprise.
Hong Hai'er sighed and said, "Master asked me to return it. Donor, can I return this bread?"
The aunt looked at the well-packaged bread and said puzzledly: "You seem to be very hungry, why do you want to return it? Are you going to eat something else? I dare say that no one on this street eats better food than me.
Cheap and healthy.”
Hong Hai'er shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but it definitely makes sense for Master to give in. I'm sorry, donor, please give in."
The aunt frowned, and after a few more words of persuasion to no avail, she returned the money to Honghai'er.
But when Honghai'er wanted to return the cake, the aunt shook her head and said, "This is for you, no need to return it. Just take it and eat it."
"Thank you..." Honghaier clasped his hands in thanks.
After saying that, Red Boy ran back with the box in his arms.
"Master, the bread has been returned. This was given to me by the donor. Can I keep it? The money is all here." Red Boy asked pitifully.
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Of course you can keep it as a gift."
Then Fang Zheng took the box, patted the shoulder of the man next to him and said, "Donor, take it."
The man was stunned and asked: "You want to give me the money?"
Fang Zheng nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Things have their own priorities. Since your daughter is seriously ill and needs money, giving this money to you may be the best choice. However, this money does not belong to the poor monk, it was also picked up by the poor monk, but
The owner has not come to collect it. Donor, please take it for emergency first. If the owner of the money is waiting for the money, the poor monk will explain it to him, and the poor monk will solve the subsequent repayment problem. "
The man looked at Fang Zheng in astonishment and said, "Give this... all this to me? You seem to be very hungry."
Wheels……
Fangzheng and Honghai'er didn't need to reply, but their stomachs had already started to growl.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "You can't die from hunger for a day, but if you don't save yourself from illness, something will happen. Donor, go quickly."
The man was silent...
"Master, what on earth is going on?" Hong Boy asked confused.
Fang Zheng said: "Just now you went to buy bread, and this donor came over. The teacher heard him calling, and the other person on the phone urged him to pay the medical bills. His daughter is still in the hospital and urgently needs money for medical treatment. The teacher felt that,
The money we pick up should be used for people who need it more."
Honghaier said bitterly: "What if the person who lost the money comes back? What if he is also in a hurry?"
Fang Zheng thought for a while and said, "It's not difficult for you to make some money in an emergency using extraordinary methods, right?"
Red Boy's eyes lit up!
Fang Zheng has always opposed using magical powers to make money. For example, Fang Zheng, once his eyes are opened, he can just sit on the ground and tell fortunes if he really wants to make money. But he is restricted by the system and cannot do this. But Red Boy is not restricted!
In foreign countries, it is not illegal to make money through street art performances. As long as the performances are performed in prescribed places and in a regulated manner, there will be no urban management brigade coming to chase people away.
It's easy for Hong Hai'er to act like spitting fire or something. But Fang Zheng has always been opposed to making money in this way... As Fang Zheng said, walking in the world of mortals like an ordinary person and experiencing the sufferings in the world of mortals can
You will understand what you should do.
Founder does not agree with the method of standing high, giving a few lectures, and spreading money over a large area. You don't know what the other person needs, so you just help the other person in the way you think. Often it is not to help him, but to help him.
Harm him.
To save others, you must first save yourself, and to save others, you must also save yourself. Therefore, before you save others, you must first experience all aspects of life.
However, everything has exceptions. In the matter at hand, it is obviously necessary to temporarily put down some rules and do whatever is convenient.
At this time, Honghaier sent a message: "Master, you can go rescue his daughter. You don't need to give him money..."
Fang Zheng used Dream Huangliang to prevent the other party from hearing his words, and then said: "It's not convenient for me to take action openly. I will follow him later and save his daughter. As for giving him money, it is just a kind of comfort. After all,
This little money is not enough to support an operation. An illness tortures not only the patient, but also the patient's family. He was in a state of collapse just now. Our little money may not be of much practical use, but it is
It’s enough for him to see a glimmer of hope... This money is not money, but medicine to cure the disease, do you understand?"
Hong Hai'er nodded thoughtfully and said, "I understand."
Just as the two people were transmitting messages, suddenly there was a blast of cannons behind them, and then fireworks shot up into the sky, blooming in the sky, illuminating the night sky brightly!
The sudden fireworks directly confused the two masters and apprentices. What is going on?
As if they were free of charge, the fireworks flew into the sky one after another and exploded...
Then on the already quiet street, a group of people suddenly ran out of some shops around them, holding flowers in their hands, and a huge paper card rushed over!