This 3,000 yuan red envelope was given to Qin Jianbao by Qin Jian's grandfather in the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Recently, Qin Jian has been in his coat pocket and has never taken it out, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.

One yard is one yard, even if there is a high probability of cooperation in the future, Qin Jian doesn't really want to owe this favor.

But because Fang Xiaoyu's father was present at the time, he couldn't say anything, but if he gave the money to Boss Qian afterwards, it didn't seem to be such a thing, and he seemed a little unkind.

After all, everyone is a decent person.

I thought I was going to give up, but I thought there would be such a thing later.

And the 3,000 yuan can't be regarded as Qin Jian's own pocket for the Fang family's advance, after the performance, Chen Yong also gave Qin Jian a red envelope of 5,000 yuan, on the one hand, it is the elders' intentions to the juniors, and on the other hand, there is also a part of the payment for Qin Jian's performance.

This work is done by two people, and it is reasonable to get paid according to work, and Fang Xiaoyu should also get his own part.

Qin Jian is a master, a generous master, take 3,000 for himself and give 2,000 to Xiaoyu, it's not too much.

Therefore, the difference of 2,000 yuan is not Qin Jian's, as for the last 1,000 yuan.

"New Year's money for children. ”

...

Parking the car at the door of Fang Xiaoyu's characteristic Sichuan restaurant, Qin Jian went upstairs directly.

It took about an hour, and after he had finished mixing the assembled piano, he refused Father Fang's dinner reservation, leaving a piano cover and going downstairs.

"Uncle Fang, keep an eye on her in the past few months, let her play the piano less and read more. ”

Qin Jian was really a little worried.

He also expects Fang Xiaoyu to score more than 600 points in the exam this year, probably as a regret for himself, or not.

"Thank you, Xiao Qin. Father Fang's voice was not loud or small, and his tone was suitable for this atmosphere, "Pay attention to safety on the road." ”

The title of 'Xiao Qin', Qin Jian has not heard it for a long time.

He started the car, and he also wrote down the thanks and exhortations.

"Goodbye Uncle Fang. ”

...

Fang Xiaoyu's father stood on the stone steps of the restaurant and watched the car from a distance again.

This time, there was no longer any anxiety in his heart, and his eyes were no longer complicated.

Wait for the car to disappear completely around the corner.

As soon as the lights fell, he turned around and went back into the house to get busy.

He still needs to be busy.

...

Everyone was busy, and Qin Jian planned to suspend all work on the piano for the next two days, except for the necessary basic exercises.

On the sixth day of the first month, he accompanied Fang Xuehua to the street, went to his grandfather's house at noon, and went to his grandfather's house at night, so he went to see the old man before leaving.

On the morning of the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, the family drove to Wulongguan.

Wulongguan is a 3A tourist attraction in Yangcheng, which is 30 kilometers away from the center of Yangcheng on Huming Mountain.

In the morning, Fang Xuehua asked for a sign for her son in the temple.

Signed: Suddenly, a letter is flying all over the sky, and the Taishan baby is full of boats. If asking for the way becomes a good thing, there are still nobles in front of you to push.

This is a sign-up.

Coupled with the old saying, Fang Xuehua and his wife were overjoyed.

Qin Jian has always been scornful of this kind of thing.

Although it has been rumored that the sign of the Five Dragons Temple is very effective, many tourists return here every year to make their wishes.

But.

This is not the case anymore.

This time, Qin Jian chose humility.

All day, he pondered these two four-line words.

Before leaving in the evening, Qin Jian even returned to the Taoist temple by ghost.

At this time, there were no tourists in the dimly lit hall, only the old Taoist who was sitting there in the morning seemed to be dozing off.

When Lao Dao heard the movement, he raised his eyelids and did not make a sound, still maintaining his meditation posture.

Qin Jian stood inside the door and looked at this scene for a moment of hesitation, and finally walked up.

Stopped in front of the old futon, kept enough distance between the two, and said respectfully: "Master." ”

Lao Dao didn't open his eyes: "What's the matter with the bureau?"

Qin Jian: "Ask for a signature." ”

Lao Dao opened his eyes and saw that the people who came were happy.

Moment.

Said slowly: "One person a day, one sign." ”

When Qin Jian heard this, he was a little disappointed in his heart, he wanted to ask for another sign, but the disappointment was disappointment, and the signing in the morning could be regarded as a good omen for the future.

Okay, he thought to himself.

But the old way didn't stop there.

Then he said: "One sign, only one thing." ”

As soon as these words came out, it could be regarded as completely cutting off Qin Jian's other thoughts.

"Excuse me, Master. ”

Qin Jian was about to turn around and leave, only to see Lao Dao get up and swing the dust in his hand: "Wait." ”

Qin Jian stopped when he heard the sound and looked at Lao Dao.

Lao Dao: "What do you want?"

Qin Jian paused and whispered, "... Marriage. ”

Lao Dao smiled in his heart, and walked to the side quietly: "Layman, please come with me." ”

Qin Jian hurriedly followed.

When passing through a door, Lao Dao suddenly paused, crossed the threshold with his left foot, and noticed this detail, Qin Jian also learned from Lao Dao and crossed the threshold with his left foot.

Coming to the inner room, the two walked to a quaint rosewood cabinet.

Lao Dao stopped and gently opened the cabinet.

Moment.

A gold silk sachet was taken out of it.

Then he turned around and handed it to Qin Jian, and explained to Qin Jian the origin of this sachet with words in his mouth.

In the end, "this sachet may be able to relieve the confusion in the hearts of laymen." ”

Qin Jian couldn't help grabbing the sachet in his hand, and when he was about to thank him, he saw the Buddha dust in Lao Dao's hand bowing and pointing to the wooden table on the side, and there was a wooden box on the wooden table.

Seeing the three big words 'merit box' on the wooden box, how could Qin Jian not understand.

However, this made Qin Jian suddenly embarrassed, the whole ticket was in his coat pocket, and it was a little hot at noon, so he took off his coat in the car.

He rummaged through all the remaining pockets, and only found a handful of small odd tickets, which he had found when he bought something at the supermarket at the entrance of the community last night.

Otherwise, there would not be even six dollars and five cents.

Qin Jian was a little embarrassed and stepped forward and stuffed a handful of change into the merit box.

Lao Dao looked at this scene, did not make a sound, and his face was not so unnatural.

But when he heard Qin Jian whispering about sincerity and sincerity, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tug.

"Thank you, Master, for your advice. ”

Putting down the last words, Qin Jian left with the sachet.

After Qin Jian left, Lao Dao pushed open the cabinet and counted them, then opened the merit box and looked at it.

Looking at the small half box of pink and green bills, the unhappiness just now was swept away.

"Today's harvest was good. ”

As he spoke, he threw the Buddha dust aside.

"Off duty. ”

On the way home, Qin Gang was driving a car, and Qin Jian was hesitant in his heart holding the sachet in the passenger seat.

Open, or not open.

When he got home, he still hadn't decided.

If there is anything to hesitate about, isn't it over when you open it and read it?

But Qin Jian didn't think so, he was awkward, and he didn't know what to do.

He didn't open it until he was packing his luggage in the evening, and finally he took the sachet into the suitcase and put it in the watch box that Duan Ran gave him.

Early the next morning, Qin Jian refused his parents' proposal to drive him to Nanshi, and got on the bus alone with his bag and luggage.

"Gone mom and dad, go back quickly. ”

The young people of Yangcheng swept away the countryside and left home again.