The squirrel also looked indifferent: "As long as you have something to eat..."
Fang Zheng was completely speechless for this little thing. It seemed that besides eating, he couldn't think of anything else in his mind. It seemed that it was time for him to read Buddhist scriptures.
The old man seemed to have noticed some of Fang Zheng's men with malicious intentions following him, and was a little flustered. After entering the community, he looked back from time to time.
The old man lives in an old community. The houses in this community have red brick walls, and there is no color on the outside. The old green wood-framed windows look extremely small and dark. The community is dilapidated, and there are not many people in sight.
.The windows of many houses are broken, and it seems that no one lives in them.
The old man lived in Unit 6, 101. After opening the door, the old man quickly locked the door and looked outside alertly.
Fang Zheng and Hong Hai'er looked at each other, and Hong Hai'er said, "Master, aren't you too scary in appearance? You even scare the elderly."
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and said, "You are a monster. Maybe you scared people."
"I am a monster, but among a group of mortals, who can tell that? I am cute now. If I want to be scary, it must be you." Red Boy said.
Fang Zheng looked at the red boy who looked like a porcelain doll. It seemed that, comparing the two of them, Fang Zheng was the scarier one.
"Master, the old man has gone back, are we still following him?" asked the squirrel.
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "How can we follow you? Let's go and walk around."
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of mobile music sounded, and it was the old man's cell phone. The old man, who was originally wary, suddenly became extremely excited, and the hand holding the cell phone trembled, and he went back to the house happily.
When Fang Zheng saw this, he frowned slightly. When the old man was on the side of the road, he was staring at the phone nervously, as if he was waiting for an important call. Now that the call came, she was so excited. It seemed that this call meant a lot to her.
It's very important. If it were an ordinary person, Fang Zheng wouldn't want to care too much, but the merits of the old man point to Fang Zheng. As her noble person, Fang Zheng can forget it if he doesn't know. If he knows, he always wants to find out.
Fang Zheng patted Red Boy's head. Hong Boy immediately understood and led Fang Zheng to the door. He easily unlocked the door and several guys walked in invisible.
"Hey, it's me. You said..." The old man was very happy. He sat on the sofa and smiled like a flower. He no longer had the stiffness and indifference he had when he was outside.
"Okay...okay..." The old man nodded and laughed, crying at the same time.
The old man's hearing didn't seem to be particularly good. He turned the volume on his cell phone very loud, and Fang Zheng could hear clearly even when he walked in.
"Mom, as you said, please send me money quickly. I'm in a hurry." There was a man on the other side of the phone.
"Okay, I'll call you." The old lady said.
"Okay, let me tell you my bank card number again, as soon as possible. Otherwise, they will get angry, and I will go to jail." The man then said a series of numbers.
The old lady took out her reading glasses, held a pen tremblingly, and wrote carefully on the notebook. She wrote a question: "You say it again, and I will be right again."
The man said it again, and the old lady answered it again and again, as if she would never be impatient. Listening to the voice on the other side, she smiled very happily.
"Mom, I've said it a dozen times, haven't you written it down yet? What time has it been? Can we be more efficient?" the man said impatiently.
"Okay, be more efficient. Mom will read it to you again." The old man said and read the bank number one digit after another.
"Yes, that's it. The payee is Liu Zaixing. Remember, don't make a mistake." The man was a little happy, but he still warned.
"Okay, Liu Zaixing." The old man smiled and nodded.
"Okay, I won't say anything anymore. We'll talk about it when we pay," the man said.
When the old man heard this, he immediately became anxious and said quickly: "Ah? I won't talk about it now... No, son, that..."
"Mom, I'm very busy right now. I really don't have time to say anything more. Wasting time is wasting money. Sell the house as soon as possible and send me the money. I'll pay off the debt and be in a good mood.
Chat more." the man said.
The old man said: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. Son, don't hang up the phone. Let's talk for a while."
"What are you talking about? I'm at work. Stop talking and hang up!" the man said impatiently.
The old man shouted anxiously: "Son, don't worry, Mom still wants to hear a few words from you, don't worry..."
"Du-du-du--"
There was a busy sound, and the originally happy old man's smile suddenly froze. He sat there slumped, carefully charged his mobile phone, put it in front of him, stared at it motionlessly, and muttered: "Tomorrow, my son will call me."
It’s coming, it’s coming soon…”
Seeing this, Fang Zheng's eyes turned red. He has no parents, but he has a master. Yizhi Zen Master is his father and mother to him. He thought of when he was in school, the elementary school was still going to school near the foot of the mountain. Every day
When he ran back, Zen Master Yi Zhi would pick him up at the bottom of the mountain every time and take him up the mountain to tell stories. Later, when Fang Zheng entered high school, he would have to live on campus. At that time, the telephone was not so convenient, so he used a phone card to pass through the public utility.
Call home, but the phone bill is not cheap. What's more, there is no phone in Yizhi Temple to make calls. If you want to answer the phone, Yizhi Zen Master has to come down from the mountain and go to Wang Yougui's house to borrow a phone to make a call...
When Fangzheng wanted to find Zen Master Yizhi, he also called Wang Yougui's home. Wang Yougui then climbed up the mountain to find Zen Master Yizhi, who then came down to answer the phone.
Fang Zheng usually called Yizhi Zen Master on Saturdays or Sundays. The first few times, it was really troublesome. But later, Fang Zheng found that every time he called back, Yizhi Zen Master could receive the call in time. At that time,
Fang Zheng thought it was a coincidence, but now it seems that it is not a coincidence at all. I am afraid that Zen Master Yizhi knew that he would call back in those two days and was always waiting by the phone!
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng's eyes became moist. The squirrel beside him held his tail and wiped his nose and tears...
Hong Hai'er opened his mouth, Fangzheng pointed outside, and several people retreated.
After leaving the house, we arrived at a deserted corner.
The squirrel, who had been trying so hard to keep quiet, opened his mouth!
"Wow..." Red Boy cried first, and his voice directly covered the squirrel, so scared that the squirrel sucked his nose back.
Fang Zheng patted the red boy and said, "Okay, don't cry."
"Master, can you please stop wiping your snot and tears on my hair?" Red Boy looked at Fang Zheng with a sad and angry face.
Fang Zheng raised his head in embarrassment and said with his hands behind his back: "Ahem...Okay!"
"You still admitted..." Hong Boy was so angry that he almost jumped up, it was so bullying! Then Hong Boy grabbed the squirrel, hugged the squirrel and cried: "Brother, Master is too bullying!"