Chapter 43: Qingyuan View

An old street is full of shops such as paper work, feng shui, coffins, etc., and you can smell incense and candles from afar.

In the deepest part of the street, a small Taoist courtyard is deep.

Ye Fan stood in front of the door of the Taoist Temple, looked up at the plaque with the words Qingyuan Temple written on the door, and his eyes showed a little nostalgia.

Eight years ago, he was kicked out of the Ye family and lived here for three months.

Those three months were the happiest time in his life, he once thought that he would spend his whole life in the Taoist temple, and when he became an adult, he would be a scholar in the Taoist temple, which was actually quite good.

Unexpectedly, the Chang family actually came to the door, and under heavy pressure, he had to leave the Taoist temple, and was still on the plane abroad, and as soon as he got off the plane, he was picked up by the people of the Siberian training camp, thus starting the dark training time.

If it weren't for the nameless fist, he would have died.

In fact, according to his instructors at the Siberian training camp, they were given the task of training him to death, a reasonable way to die.

There is no need to investigate, Ye Fan also knows that the mastermind behind the scenes is the Chang family.

Just when Ye Fan sighed, a young Taoist priest came out of it, and after seeing Ye Fan, he was slightly stunned, and then asked with some hesitation: "Little Yezi?"

Ye Fan smiled when he heard this, "Zhu Fat, I didn't expect you to lose weight." ”

"Damn, is it really you kid?" Zhu Pang greeted him excitedly, looked Ye Fan up and down, and then smiled: "You kid came back from making a fortune abroad? Don't you know that when you left, I cried for a long time, what about the Porsche sports car? ”

"I ran away on my own? Lao Tzu almost died. ”

Seeing his childhood playmate, Ye Fan seemed to have regained his former innocence, and the smile on his face was extremely sincere.

"Yes, yes. Zhu Pang responded with a smile, and then gave Ye Fan a hug, "Welcome home." ”

That's right, it's homecoming.

He and Zhu Pang are actually the adopted children of the Guanzhu, and for them, the Taoist Temple is their home.

"Thank you. Ye Fan hugged Zhu Fat, patted him on the back, and said with a smile: "I haven't been home for a long time, won't you show me around?"

"Can I go home and visit? My family has changed a lot over the years. ”

Zhu Pang hugged Ye Fan's neck affectionately, Ye Fan was only slightly stunned, and then his smile was restored, and then the two walked into the Taoist temple together.

If Tang Jianrui saw it, he would definitely be shocked, you must know that no one has ever dared to hug Ye Fan's neck, and the last person to hug his neck, I'm afraid that the bones will not be found.

The Taoist temple is not very big, three into the courtyard before and after, seven or eight rooms only, the hall in the center of the hall is for the Taoist three Qing among the Lao Tzu, Ye Fan stepped forward, respectfully lit three incense, after worshipping in the incense burner on the table.

"It's still the way it used to be. Ye Fan looked around with Zhu Pang and said with emotion, he still remembered that he was greedy for fun and ran to play on the statue, but the statue was wiped with ink on one side of the ear, and now the traces are still there.

For this, the gentle old viewer was furious and beat him severely.

"By the way, what about the old master? Miao Miao and Doudou are also gone. Ye Fan asked curiously, in his memory, the old Guan Master would never take a step out of the Taoist Temple unless necessary, as for Miao Miao and Doudou, they were a pair of twins, when Ye Fan left, they were only four years old, and at that time, they followed Ye Fan every day Brother Fan Brother Fan kept shouting.

Eight years have passed, and they should have become big girls, and I don't know if they still remember the former Brother Fan.

Zhu Fat's face instantly became gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Fanzi, three years after you left, the old master will leave." ”

Bang.

This news was like a ** exploding in Ye Fan's mind, and his eyes turned red instantly.

"The old temple is very peaceful, and many brothers and sisters have also returned, and everyone has helped to do the aftermath, and now the Taoist temple is under my name. Zhu Pang said slowly.

"Old Lookout...... It's joy and mourning. Ye Fan paused and collected his mood.

When he left, the old watchman was already ninety-seven years old, and the old watchman had left a lot of secret wounds on the battlefield, and it was indeed a joy and mourning to be able to live to be 100 years old.

What's more, every time the weather changes, the dark wound on the old man's body will attack, and the pain is called a life is worse than death, and for the old man, death is also a relief.

"After the old master left, I couldn't support it alone, so I didn't leave any other children behind, only Doudou and Miao Miao followed me, and they all went to study. ”

Speaking of this, Zhu Pang's face was filled with bitterness, "It's also my fault that I don't have the ability, many children have no choice but to send them to orphanages." ”

Ye Fan was stunned, and then reached out and patted Zhu Pang on the shoulder.

It is not easy to live in the capital.

The old temple is a native of the old capital, and his friends are all over the place, and when the old master is there, some people come to the incense from time to time to make vows, and the life of the Taoist temple at that time was very good, and there is also room to adopt children.

Zhu Pang is not the old master, as soon as the old master leaves, the income of the Taoist temple is cut off, Zhu Pang is a person who has just become an adult, and he can afford the increasingly high living expenses and tuition fees of the two little girls, which is already very good, where is there still room to adopt new children.

"Fanzi, I'm not reconciled, but all the children sent to us, those parents have a last resort, but I can only watch them leave......" Zhu Fat's eyes were filled with tears.

Ye Fan was silent.

He had a similar feeling, as if you can save a person by stretching out your hand, but you don't have such ability, watching a person go to hell, that feeling of powerlessness and contempt for himself is deeply imprinted in his mind, and I am afraid that he will never forget it.

"Just do your best, life is bitter, there are struggling people everywhere, no one is a god, where can you save it. Ye Fan comforted.

Zhu Pang wiped away his tears and said with a smile: "Let you see the joke, I just feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, and besides, I don't have the ability to watch the old master, I can watch Doudou and Miao Miao grow up happily, I am satisfied." ”

Ye Fan shrugged, and then said: "Not in the future, I can't give you the sports car I promised you, but I can give you the money to buy a sports car." ”

"Really?" said Zhu Fat's eyes.

"It can't be fake. Ye Fan smiled faintly, "Over the years, I have tossed a lot of industries outside, anyway, the money is rusty in the bank, it is better to do something meaningful for you." ”

Zhu Pang pulled Ye Fan and kept asking him what he had been doing outside over the years, Ye Fan had no choice but to pick out some business stories to tell him, but Zhu Pang, who listened to it with relish, could never think of what kind of business the so-called business was.