Chapter Eighty-Five: Is It Funny or Sad (Ask for Collection)

Qi Banjin and the old monk had another drink together, and they were all a little sympathetic to Murong Tiankui's experience. Feelings are the most undemanding, and they are the most unbearable. What's more, when you owe her a lot, you don't have a chance to pay it back.

Murong Tiankui drank wine as he spoke, and after a while, three glasses of liquor were all in his stomach. After drinking the third cup, Murong Tiankui finally fell drunk at the dinner table.

"Hey, sad people, sad things have existed since ancient times, and I am still old and poor, and I am clean and self-conscious, and in the end, I am free and easy to live alone."

After seeing the painful Murong Tiankui, Qi Banjin couldn't help but feel glad for himself, or what the master said about feelings, if you can't provoke it, you won't provoke it. Since ancient times, heroes have been difficult to view of beauties, and how many men have really shed tears for the country and tears for the beauties. In the end, it didn't turn into two lines of tears, all of them were beauties.

But the old monk's expression was not so relaxed, just a person drinking silently, and he didn't care whether it was jar wine or not.

After the two of them drank all the remaining wine, Qi Banjin took the initiative to pick up Murong Tiankui and walked out. The old monk picked up his wine jar, took the Zen stick in his hand, and walked out of the door in a daze.

"Hey...... Ay...... You haven't paid yet. ”

The waiter saw that the three of them wanted to leave after eating, and immediately chased after him to ask for money. These three people ask for too much, and they can't say that they don't pay for food.

"I'll settle the score, and I'll invite the mountain to dinner today."

Looking for the voice, I saw an elderly lady in the corner standing up and trying to settle the bill for the three of them.

"Hey, old monk, you can't let an outsider settle the bill. You pad it first, I'll give it to you, and now I really can't spare my hand. ”

"Damn, it doesn't look fat, why is it so heavy on your back."

Qi Banjin complained, and motioned to the old monk to go to the counter to settle the bill.

"This female benefactor is really a bodhisattva, and the old man also drank too much for a while, and even forgot to pay the bill. But I still want to thank the female benefactor for her kindness. ”

The old monk looked at the old lady standing up in the corner, although his face was very enthusiastic, but he couldn't help but be a little wary in his heart. Because with his cultivation, it is impossible to appear in a restaurant alone, and even if you drink too much alcohol, it will not be affected too much. But when did the neatly dressed and silver-haired old lady in front of him enter the restaurant, and he didn't even notice it.

But I feel that she has no malicious intentions, and she no longer speculates. Reached into the robe and took out a few hundred dollars, still on the counter and wanted to leave.

"I'm sorry, master, you don't have enough money."

Looking at the little girl at the cashier on the counter, the old monk couldn't help but blush. He never expected that eating in such a small restaurant would not be enough for a few hundred yuan, but fortunately, he didn't pretend to say that he wouldn't let people find money, otherwise there would be nowhere to put this old face.

"Well, can I ask how much it cost to eat?"

"It's seven hundred and twenty dollars."

The waiter at the counter is obviously impatient, and he has no money to drink the best wine, is this to eat a bully meal?

"Huh? How much money does it cost? ”

Even if he was as calm as an old monk, he had to be surprised.

"You drank a total of eleven bottles of liquor before and after, fifty bottles of liquor, and a total of so much money plus food."

After speaking, the waiter didn't look at the old monk again, but just stretched out his hand in front of him, meaning to hurry up and get the money. Then a hand reached over and handed the little girl all the money that was left.

The old monk did not refuse the kindness of others this time, because he couldn't find a penny in his body, and Qi Banjin had already carried Murong Tiankui out. If you ask him for money again, it is estimated that this little girl will obviously not let herself out.

"Thank you, please leave your contact information, and then the old man will return the donor's money."

"Master, you're welcome. It's also an honor for my old lady to be able to pay for a monk like you. Just pay me a little incense for the Buddha's door. ”

"Then thank you, donor."

"Master, your friend is still waiting for you, get out quickly."

The old monk folded his hands again and thanked him, and then moved out. The old lady watched him leave, then turned to look at the waiter at the counter.

"Little girl, don't be so snobbish. It's okay to be realistic, but if you treat your guests so harshly, life will definitely be difficult in the future, so it's better to keep a kind heart. ”

"Of course, the saying that good intentions are rewarded will not be fully fulfilled, but evil rewards are really credible."

The little girl didn't want to say anything more, after all, the money had already been settled. But it seems that the old lady's teachings were not taken to heart. Because of the influence of his parents since he was a child, he is afraid that he will not be able to change his surname of disliking the poor and loving the rich.

The old lady shook her head and walked out of the restaurant.

"Old monk, you have been checking out for a long time, I guess something happened to the old lady just now."

Qi Banjin regained his obscene expression, and said to the old monk in a tone of three hundred taels of silver here.

"Amitabha, good, good."

The three of them walked all the way, but most of the time Qi Banjin was carrying Murong Tiankui on his back. When night fell, Murong Tiankui came to his senses and smiled embarrassedly at Qi Banjin.

"Don't thank me, if it weren't for your sake of defeating me, it would be like the king of heaven and Lao Tzu who came to the poor road and didn't carry it."

Now that the donor has come to his senses, the old man is gone. See you later. ”

Without waiting for the two to say goodbye, the old monk took the Zen staff and left.

Qi Banjin returned to reality from his memories, and Murong Tiankui's troubles were almost finished. Although it was a troubled matter, none of the people present were very relaxed. Especially Murong Ge, who is her daughter, listened to it very emotionally, and after Qi Banjin finished speaking, she was still silent in the funny but poignant scene just now. And Murong Tiankui was indeed the old lady who paid the bills for the three of them, because he was not impressed at all.

But now that the old monk has passed away, it seems that he can only ask Qi Banjin later. I just don't know if this old lady is still alive in the world.

Satan, who was resting in Murong Ge's room, didn't know when he woke up, and judging by her expression, she should have heard all the conversations just now. The two feet sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking about something, and in addition to a touch of sadness, there was more relief in their expressions.

The only thing I need to think about now is what kind of identity I should use to face everyone in the living room, which is really a headache. The Chai Ke elders in the family knew what kind of action they should have if their mission failed.

ps: I hope that the people who are reading this book can collect it and can put forward some suggestions for improvement to me, and the Buddha is grateful.

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