After hanging up the phone, Zhao Baolin breathed a sigh of relief and went home.
There is a custom in the Northeast when picking up relatives, the earlier the better. In addition, Han Xiaoran's home is quite far from Hongtang Village, and it takes an hour or two to get there. In addition, there are various obstacles, customs and other obstacles when picking up relatives.
If I really want to come back in time, I have to get up early.
Therefore, Zhao Baolin and his son Zhao Yuhe set off with the convoy at around two o'clock in the morning. Fang Zheng did not follow, but waited at home.
Around seven o'clock in the morning, the motorcade came back. Zhao Baolin got out of the car first. He burst into laughter as soon as he got off the car and shouted: "We're back!"
After hearing this, everyone congratulated one after another, and Zhao Baolin thanked him repeatedly.
The car stopped over there, and Zhao Yuhe took Han Xiaoran out of the car. He walked into the house amid the sound of blessings, and then carefully placed Han Xiaoran on the kang.
Everyone rushed in and looked at the bride.
Fang Zheng stood at the door, looking at Han Xiaoran's relatives with a smile.
Han Xiaoran's relatives didn't know why. Every time they passed by the door and saw the way the monk looked at them, they always felt uncomfortable, as if his clothes had been seen through. So gradually, no one was in front of Fang Zheng.
Wandering.
When everyone dispersed, Fang Zheng came to Zhao Baolin and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the donor."
"Thank you, Abbot Fangzheng. By the way, Abbot, do you think you can give our Yuhe and Xiaoran a blessing or something?" Zhao Baolin asked shamelessly.
After hearing this, many people looked over, including Han Xiaoran's father Han Kunyan and mother Zhou Shaoxia. They were not villagers near Yizhi Mountain and did not know Fang Zheng. They asked curiously: "What is the origin of this monk?"
How can I bless you at such a young age?"
"In-laws, you don't know this. Abbot Fangzheng is the most famous monk in our ten-mile village! If he is willing to grant blessings, it would be a great honor." Zhao Baolin's brother explained.
Han Kunyan and Zhou Shaoxia were stunned for a moment and said nothing, but their eyes were full of disdain. Han Kunyan even muttered in his heart: "Foolish people in the mountains actually believe this... to give blessings? Haha, if this monk really gives blessings
, I’m afraid the brand will be destroyed.”
Thinking of this, both Han Kunyan and Zhou Shaoxia showed a mocking smile.
Zhao Baolin was waiting nervously for Fang Zheng's answer. In his opinion, blessing was just a simple effort. Fang Zheng was usually so easy-going, so he would definitely not be stingy.
However……
Fang Zheng shook his head slightly and said, "Donor, I'm afraid this poor monk won't be able to bless you."
When these words came out, the whole audience was shocked, and they actually refused! Fang Zheng, who has always been easy to talk, actually rejected Zhao Baolin! This was completely incomprehensible to everyone! However, more people thought that Fang Zheng was putting on airs, looking down on Zhao Baolin, and not giving him face.
People live with a face, and here, face is especially important. At the wedding of Zhao Baolin's son, Fang Zheng refused to bless Zhao Yuhe. Although it was not a slap in the face, it still made Zhao Baolin, Zhao Yuhe and others angry.
Disgraced and disgraced.
Zhao Baolin's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he was even more embarrassed.
Chai Hong, Zhao Baolin's wife, quickly stepped forward and said: "Abbot Fangzheng, you see, you are the most prestigious mage in our eight villages, so please give me a blessing." Chai Hong's tone was so soft that she almost begged...
…
Seeing this, everyone felt a little soft-hearted. No one looked at the fun, but they were looking forward to a blessing from Fang Zheng.
However, what shocked everyone was that Fang Zheng shook his head again: "Amitabha, I'm sorry, donor, a poor monk cannot bestow this blessing."
"This..." Chai Hong was dumbfounded.
"Monk, you don't know how to give blessings, do you?" Meng Huimei didn't know Fang Zheng, so she was naturally not polite. When she saw Chai Hong and Zhao Baolin being left alone, she immediately became unhappy and mocked Qian Qian.
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar. Who is Fangzheng? The abbot of Yizhi Temple, the owner of Hanzhu, and the master of carving! It can be said that the life of several nearby villages can be improved, and it is inseparable from Fangzheng! Let’s go further.
, that one-finger temple is extremely effective in praying for a child, and no one will offend Fang Zheng for this. Therefore, everyone is respectful to Fang Zheng, who would point at the nose and ridicule so shamelessly? Meng Huimei's words like this immediately made everyone unhappy.
!
Meng Huimei didn't care what others thought. She wasn't from around here, so she wasn't afraid of anything. She pointed at Fang Zheng and said, "Monk, honestly speaking, don't you know how to give me a blessing? Otherwise, why would you refuse? Why don't you just give me a blessing?"
What's so difficult? Just a few words, let's see what you can do! Eat my brother's things, take my brother's things, and don't even give me a blessing. I've never seen such a stingy person!"
Meng Huimei's mouth was like a machine cannon, blasting Fang Zheng indiscriminately.
However, Fang Zheng always had a calm face and looked at Zhao Baolin gently. His eyes were as calm as water and as deep as the starry sky. Such calmness made Zhao Baolin blush. Finally, Zhao Baolin burst out: "Shut up!"
Meng Huimei was stunned for a moment, who was telling her to shut up? Then she came back to her senses, and it seemed that she was the only one speaking! She said in confusion: "Brother, I'm here to help..."
"Don't say anything. Whether Abbot Fangzheng gives a blessing or not is his business. We can't force him to give a blessing. This is not good. Sister, don't say anything..." Zhao Baolin said.
"This..." Meng Huimei didn't expect that Zhao Baolin would say such a thing. Originally, this matter had nothing to do with her. She came out with the intention of helping Zhao Baolin, but she didn't expect that she didn't get any benefits and was in trouble.
, unhappy! Very unhappy! Scolding Zhao Baolin? Of course not! Scolding the monk? Look at Zhao Baolin’s appearance, it’s definitely not OK either.
However, Meng Huimei didn't mean to give up. Instead, she sneered: "Monk, monks don't lie. Honestly, you don't know how to bless? Otherwise, why don't you bless our Yuhe River?"
This was not a curse, but the tone was like a question.
Zhao Baolin was about to scold her to stop talking, but saw Fang Zheng smile slightly, shake his head and say: "The poor monk will give you blessings."
"Then why don't you give us a blessing? Do you dislike us for not giving us money?" Meng Huimei sneered.
Fang Zheng looked into Meng Huimei's eyes with a smile, and those eyes seemed to be shining. At first glance, Meng Huimei felt that her heart had been penetrated by the other party! She suddenly felt guilty...
Fang Zheng then said: "The poor monk only blesses those who are destined to him. How can he bless those who are destined to have no destiny?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar!
Many relatives of Zhao Baolin's family stood up.
Although Fang Zheng has a lot of prestige, but if he said this in front of someone else's child's wedding, on the wedding day, who wouldn't be angry or angry?
Han Xiaoran's family members also stood up, but there was something obviously wrong in their eyes, with a hint of guilty anger!
Zhao Baolin, who had been trying to shut up Meng Huimei and went back to sit, was also stunned. Then he frowned, looked at Fang Zheng very seriously, and said word by word: "Abbot Fang Zheng, we respect you, but today is
It’s the birthday of my son Yuhe. Everyone knows that my son has a hard life. He has been unable to speak or listen since he was a child. No girl is willing to marry him. He has been hiding in the corner for more than ten or twenty years, and now he is finally gone.
After entering the palace of marriage, I finally stand up..."