Chen Yang sighed.

Putting aside the conflict between the two, Song Jingwei really regards Song Xueming as a son.

It's closer than your own son.

Chen Yang couldn't help but think of the old man, who also raised him as a son.

Although the old man is more than enough to be his grandfather, there is no weird generation gap between the two.

The car stopped at the bottom of the mountain.

After Chen Yang thanked him, he went up the mountain, but saw Peng Qiang firmly following behind.

"What are you doing with Tan Yue?"

"I'm incense. ”

Chen Yang was speechless, so he could only let him follow.

After chatting with Ma Nanjing for a few words, Chen Yang walked towards the mountain.

Peng Qiang's mood was much better, and the amulet gave him a grand sense of security.

He had already thought about it, and in the past few days of May Day, he would stay on the top of the mountain and not go anywhere.

The face of the dead Pi Lai will also stay.

went up the mountain, Peng Qiang first transferred money, and then incense.

After the incense, he refused to leave.

Chen Yang was silent, just looking at him.

Peng Qiang was embarrassed by him and asked, "Dao Chief, can you stay overnight?"

"Two hundred and one days. Chen Yang sighed helplessly.

"Okay. ”

Peng Qiang happily transferred 3,400 yuan.

Chen Yang asked, "Why do you turn so much?"

"There are four days from today to the fourth, plus last night's overnight fee, a total of 1,000 yuan. ”

"The cost of food for twelve meals in four days is two thousand four, which adds up to three thousand four. ”

"You're going to stay for four days?"

"Well, stay for four days temporarily, Daoist, you won't dislike me, right?"

"Yes. ”

"It won't be good. ”

Peng Qiang's cheeks were thick enough, and he said with a smile: "Dao Chief, it's not too early, it's time to make dinner, right?" I see a vegetable garden in the back, I'll pick vegetables, Dao Chief, you have a good rest." ”

"It's ...... two o'clock"

Chen Yang said: "You come with the poor road." ”

Taking him to the firewood room, Chen Yang pointed to the bamboo bed he was sleeping on: "You sleep here at night." ”

"No problem. ”

The billionaire of the future, today sleeps in a firewood room.

He felt that this would be the most memorable thing for him in the future.

There is a day when there is Peng Qiang, and there is no essential difference from usual.

There is no difference except for eating more.

After eating, Chen Yang walked around the Taoist temple twice.

Peng Qiang was lying on the table playing with his mobile phone, he was used to the presence of this big snake and the big bad wolf.

I'm used to them acting like people.

"Hiss~"

Lao Hei spat out snake letters at him.

Peng Qiang squinted his eyes: "What are you doing?"

Old Black tapped the bowl on the table with his head.

Peng Qiang had a question mark on his face.

Lao Hei put the phone on the table, and the snake hyacinth clicked skillfully.

"How literate?"

Peng Qiang was surprised, and then after seeing the words on the screen, he quickly shook his head: "I don't wash it." ”

"Really, don't wash it?"

"No ......"

Peng Qiang's tone was not so firm, because he saw it, Lao Hei slowly erected his body, and the frequency of snake hyacinth swallowing was a little scary.

Big Ash also came from the side, standing taller than he was sitting.

"I wash. ”

Peng Qiang put on a smiling face with a flattery and ran to wash the dishes.

"Little fat man, do you still want to eat white food?"

Lao Hei said disdainfully: "Here, no one can eat without working." ”

Big Gray said: "I'll let him pick the water later." ”

If Peng Qiang knew what they were talking about, he would definitely cry bitterly.

I paid for the food!

My dignified future billionaire was actually bullied by a snake and a wolf, and no one believed me!

After washing the dishes, Peng Qiang just wanted to sit down and play with his mobile phone, but Da Ash snorted at him.

"What are you going to do?"

The big gray finger pointed to the wooden barrel and the flat pole, Lao Hei threw the mobile phone in front of his eyes, and the two big words on the screen were "carrying water".

"What the hell am I ...... Pick!"

……

When Chen Yang came back from walking around the Taoist temple, he saw Peng Qiang carrying a wooden barrel, followed by Da Shen and Lao Hei.

"Carrying water?"

"Hmm. ”

"It's good to temper more. ”

"Hmm. ”

Peng Qiang cherishes words like gold, and his heart is flooded.

I didn't get a fat body that I raised easily, who wants to temper it!

Lying on the bamboo bed at night, Peng Qiang mourned the soft bed of the presidential suite of the five-star hotel.

He pulled out his phone, and he could finally play for a while.

When he opened Weibo, he was attracted by a hot search.

"Weasel worshippers?"

He clicked on the small video.

"So big!"

"Hey, isn't this the Taoist Chief?"

"Sure enough, it's a master, it's too good, I must hold on to this big thick leg. ”

……

In the blink of an eye, the little long holiday has passed.

This morning, Peng Qiang finished breakfast and parted with Chen Yang.

"Dao Chief, the talisman won't expire, right?"

"You've asked eight hundred times!"

"I'm just going to make a decision. ”

"Poor Road will send you down the mountain. ”

Sending him to the foot of the mountain, Peng Qiang still refused to leave.

Chen Yang said: "It's time to hit the road." ”

Peng Qiang said: "Don't say that, Dao Chief, this is quite disgusting." ”

Seeing that Chen Yang's eyes were about to kill, Peng Qiang shrunk his neck: "I'm leaving, the Taoist head hurry back, I will come back." ”

Get in the car, kick the accelerator, and the car is driving at a turtle speed of two meters per second.

Chen Yang turned around and walked directly towards the mountain.

"I don't seem to have paid for my food this morning?"

"Forget it, it's hard to carry water and wash dishes these days. ”

All the way up the mountain back to the Taoist temple, take out Mobao's wanton catharsis artistic conception.

Halfway through writing, he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

After a pause, Chen Yang opened his eyes and felt very sorry for the poems that had been damaged in his overall style.

"It's not going to come up again, is it?" Chen Yang put down the sheep's hair, thinking to himself, if he came up again, he would have to pretend not to be there.

Quietly came to the door, squinted his eyes, and glanced out through the crack in the door.

Not Peng Qiang.

A man in his thirties, next to him stood a woman of a similar age.

Chen Yang put his mind at ease, stood up, and opened the door.

"Hello, are you the abbot of Chen Xuanyang?"

The two asked politely.

"Poor road Xuanyang. ”

Manhood: "Hello, let me introduce myself, my name is Xie Lang, this is an insider, Meng Xiunan." ”

Meng Xiunan said: "Meng Wanli is my grandfather. ”

Chen Yang asked, "...... you two here?"

"Can I go in and talk about it?"

"Please come in. ”

Walking into the front yard, Xie Lang said, "Let's put on the incense." ”

Chen Yang handed them incense sticks and said, "Poor Dao will go to the backyard to make a cup of tea first, and the two of you will come directly after the incense." ”

"Okay. ”

Back in the backyard, Chen Yang let Lao Hei and Da Ash go out, and then made two cups of tea.

After a while, the two walked over.

"You may be seated. ”

Xie Lang smelled the fragrance of the tea in the cup, and couldn't help but close his eyes and praise: "Good tea." ”

This is indeed a good tea, the seed is the spiritual seed, and the soil for planting is the spiritual soil.

If it is a different person, Chen Yang will soak the wild tea in the mountains at most.

Xie Lang wears a pair of glasses, wears very casually, has fresh short hair, maintains a good figure, gives a first impression, is approachable, and has a suitable personality.

He took a shallow sip of tea and said, "I heard grandpa say that the chairman of the foundation is a twenty-year-old featherman, and at first we thought grandpa was joking. ”

"It would have been true. ”

Chen Yang keenly sensed a trace of extremely small dissatisfaction from his demeanor and tone.

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