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On the evening of the 28th day of the lunar month, Xiao Fei went to Lin Chunli and Xiao Jianxiong's house and gave them a New Year's gift.

Lin Chunli's husband Liu Xianmin's surgery was successful, and now his body is recovering well. After Xiao flew to their house, the family was grateful to him and said a lot of words of gratitude.

This made Xiao Fei quite uncomfortable.

He didn't stay at Lin Chunli's house for long, gave each of the two children a red envelope, and left the gifts he brought with him, and he planned to leave.

Lin Chunli saw Xiao Fei's red envelope for his child, and the red envelope was still very thick, so she was very frightened, and took the red envelope from the child's hand and wanted to return it to Xiao Fei, she said: "Xiao Fei, I already owe you a lot of money, and I don't know when I will be able to pay it back, how can we be embarrassed to ask for your money again, we can't ask for this money." ”

"Teacher Lin, I've said it several times, that money is not worth mentioning compared to your kindness to me before, don't keep it on your lips, and, this Chinese New Year, give the children a red envelope and let them have fun, what's the matter? You're really too out-of-the-box. ”

Xiao Fei said, and stuffed the red envelope that Lin Chunli had returned to him into the hands of the two children again.

In order to avoid any more entanglements, Xiao Fei walked out of Lin Chunli's house quickly.

Lin Chunli sent Xiao Fei away, wiped a handful of tears from her eyes, and went home, seeing that her pair of children had opened the red envelope and were counting miles of money.

1,000 yuan per child.

Xiao Fei actually gave his child 2,000 yuan of New Year's money.

Lin Chunli was so frightened and grateful. She thought that Xiao Fei must have known that his family was in difficulty this Spring Festival, so he deliberately came over to give him money for the holiday.

In order to treat her husband, the family has long been exhausted.

Although Liu Xianmin's surgery this time was all paid by Xiao Fei and Li Pingshan, Liu Xianmin's recuperation after returning home also cost their family's last savings.

It's 28 years old, and Lin Chunli's family didn't buy anything except cutting a little meat and preparing to make dumplings.

"Xiao Fei, the teacher really doesn't know how to repay you." Lin Chunli wiped her tears again and said in her heart.

Xiao Fei came out of Lin Chunli's house, turned home again, took the gift for Xiao Jianxiong, and went to Xiao Jianxiong's house.

Compared with other families in the village, Xiao Jianxiong is obviously too deserted here.

Because he was busy with the Chinese New Year, almost no one came to him, and the old man sat alone on the futon, with a dim electric lamp hanging over his head.

Not only was it deserted, it was damp and cold, and the low room smelled of mold.

Cold pot and cold stove, except for a stove of incense in front of the Buddha curling out a wisp of fireworks, this room is almost completely insulated from the festival.

This scene made Xiao Fei feel sour and very unpleasant.

"Uncle Xiong, why don't you even have a New Year's Eve here, this is not a good thing, otherwise, go to my house for the New Year this year, let me do my filial piety." Xiao Fei said to Xiao Jianxiong, who was sitting on the futon and meditating, and put a little food gift next to the old monk.

"Amitabha, Xiao Fei, you're here." Xiao Jianxiong opened his eyes, glanced at Xiao Fei, and said in a light tone, "The monks have long jumped out of the red dust, and I haven't cared about the earthly festivals for many years. ”

"Uncle Xiong, whether you care about it or not, the New Year is still here, it is by your side, it is not easy to have a festival, how can you reward yourself and offer a little sacrifice to the Buddha, you say yes?" Xiao Fei sat on the futon next to Xiao Jianxiong on his feet, and he said.

In two lives, Xiao Fei has also seen a lot of monks, most of them are not pure people with six roots, if they see Xiao Jianxiong, a wild monk who practices at home and can't even find an organization, so abide by the rules and precepts, then they don't feel guilty to death?

Xiao Jianxiong listened to Xiao Fei's words, smiled slightly, and pointed to his heart: "The Buddha is sitting in my heart, and he said that he doesn't need worldly offerings. ”

His eyes opened slightly, looking at Xiao Fei.

He was slightly stunned when he saw Xiao Fei's sitting posture now, and then looked at Xiao Fei's spirit, which was much stronger than before.

Xiao Jianxiong nodded and said appreciatively: "Xiao Fei, it's good that you can insist on practicing the kung fu of self-cultivation." ”

Xiao Fei didn't expect that Xiao Jianxiong could see that he had been insisting on practicing martial arts and fitness just by looking at his appearance.

"That's not because Uncle Xiong taught me well, so I tasted the benefits of martial arts, so I was able to persevere." Xiao Fei said with a smile.

"Amitabha, go, go to the backyard and let me see your progress now." Xiao Jianxiong was interested and got up from the futon.

Xiao Fei also followed him and came to the backyard.

"Amitabha, you can play a set of vajra boxing for me." Xiao Jianxiong said.

"Yes, Uncle Xiong."

Xiao Fei agreed, took off the down jacket outside, hung it on a tree, moved his hands and feet a few times, and began to fight King Kong boxing in front of Xiao Jianxiong.

Xiao Jianxiong's eyes widened on the side, watching Xiao Fei box.

The more he looked, the more surprised he became, from Xiao Fei's set of vajra boxing, he clearly saw the shadow of his mind.

Xiao Fei's punches and styles open and close naturally at will, no longer like the original routine of King Kong Boxing, but have made a lot of improvements.

Xiao Fei himself didn't realize that the set of King Kong boxing he played didn't seem to be quite right, but he just tried to perform in front of the old monk.

"Amitabha, stop!" Xiao Jianxiong suddenly shouted at this time.

Xiao Fei heard the old monk shouting, and quickly gathered his momentum and stood up, this set of punches has not been perfected, why did he stop? Xiao Fei looked at Xiao Jianxiong with a little doubt.

He found that Xiao Jianxiong was staring at him with burning eyes, looking up and down, left and right, and it turned out to be a posture that he never got tired of looking at.

This made Xiao Fei a little frightened: The old monk won't bend suddenly, right?

"Amitabha, Xiao Fei, let me ask you, do you know how to fight your heart?" Xiao Jianxiong asked.

Xiao Fei was taken aback when he heard the old monk ask, he didn't expect that Xiao Jianxiong actually saw the clues of his intention from his fist of King Kong Boxing.

"Huh?! I don't know, what is the mind? Xiao Fei pretended to be ignorant. He knew that his behavior, if it was serious, would be called stealing from a teacher to learn art, and he could only beat him to death and not admit it.

Xiao Jianxiong frowned and said: "Amitabha, the set of boxing techniques that I have fought several times in front of you before is called Xinyi, and you have asked me what it is called, I told you at the time that this set of boxing is not suitable for you to learn for the time being, have you forgotten?" ”

"Oh, it turns out that set of boxing is called Xinyi." (To be continued.) )