Xiao Xiao walked over, leaned over and whispered a few words in Wang Xiangzhen's ear: "Chief, Sister Xia is calling again, I want to come over to reunite with you, ......what do you think?" ”

Wang Xiangzhen belongs to the kind of person whose face turns whiter the more he drinks, and his mood is not good, and when he heard the words of the less, he frowned and said, "Just say that I have a guest and don't have time." ”

At such a distance, Zhu Tong's sensitive hearing heard it clearly, but he pretended not to hear anything, took a sip of wine, picked up a piece of salt-soaked radish and put it in his mouth and chewed it.

Less than retreating, Wang Xiangframe's good interest ends here.

Sister Xia, isn't she the head nurse Xia? The relationship between Wang Xiangzhen and her seems to be very stiff, and Nurse Xia wants to repair this marriage, is it her own idea or Jiang Xiaoyu's reason? Is such a couple interesting?

"Doctor Li, are you familiar with Phoenix?" Wang Xiangzhen's words interrupted Zhu Tong's speculation.

"I'm not very familiar, I've only been there more in the past few years. You know, we in Chinese medicine need good herbs. Xiangxi has beautiful mountains and beautiful waters, far away from pollution; Nowadays, it is perhaps only in those remote places that you can find good medicinal herbs. There is also Miao Medicine, which is a very magical medical skill, and every time it comes to Xiangxi, there will be gains, so go more diligently. ”

"Oh, it's better to be a doctor." Wang Xiangzhen said in a low voice, looked up and asked, "Does Dr. Li have any friends in Phoenix?" ”

The wind blew, a few puffy clouds obscured the moon, and the air faintly smelled of the sea; The lantern under the trellis lights up.

That's the main reason for today's meeting, right? Zhu Tong smiled casually: "There are a few friends who are not familiar with the terrain in the mountains when they first go, and they hired a guide." Those friends were introduced to him by him. ”

"Have you been in the mountains?"

"How can you not go into the mountains to collect medicine?" Zhu Tong pretended to be strange; "I go into the mountains once or twice a year; Now that I'm familiar with it, I don't need a guide. ”

"That Miao girl is also your friend?" Wang Xiangzhen asked about a flower, which he had seen once in the Temple of the Heavenly King.

"yes, but not very familiar." Zhu Tong took a sip of the wine bowl, and his gaze behind the glasses was calmly opposite to Wang Xiangzhen. The eyes are the easiest place to expose secrets, so even though the little liar has good eyes, he must always wear a pair of glasses; In the face of a master like Wang Xiangzhen, you must be more careful.

Wang Xiangzhen's eyes darkened: "If she is your girlfriend, you must cherish it." ”

"She's just a regular friend, I have a girlfriend." Zhu Tong carefully took himself out, not wanting Wang Xiangzhen to have any illusions. He couldn't be sure whether Wang Xiangzhen would recognize Huahua as his daughter, and he didn't want to be regarded as a quasi-son-in-law by Wang Xiangzhen.

"I lived in Phoenix for a few years, when I had just graduated from military school and was in the army. It's better to be young; The Miao people have a special preference for butterflies, which they consider to be the mother of all things. There is a Miao family ballad, which is very good, which roughly means: the butterfly mother and the wind god fall in love and give birth to twelve eggs, and the phoenix bird flies to hatch; The first egg hatched the ancestors of the human race, and the rest of the eggs hatched some of the dragons and snakes, some of the sun and the moon, and some of the beasts and ....... ”

Zhu Tong hadn't heard of this legend, and was thinking about whether Aunt Die had told him, and Wang Xiangzhen had already said it.

"When I was younger, I met a Miao girl in Phoenix, and she sang this story. More than ten years have passed, and I often think of that time in recent years; Life should be simpler. ”

"No wonder we're in Phoenix." Zhu Tong echoed. Life, is it simple? Is Wang Xiangzhen's life simple?

"Doctor Li, what interesting people have you met when you were collecting medicine in the mountains of Xiangxi?"

"Miao people are very good, I have met many people."

"Have you ever met one...... Butterfly Fairy. Wang Xiangzhen looked at him a little nervously.

"Butterfly fairy? No, I go to Xiangxi to collect medicine in winter. "Butterfly Fairy, if it is Aunt Butterfly, it proves that Wang Xiangzhen has a deep affection for Aunt Butterfly, and he has deified her in his memory. However, Zhu Tong is still dodging, and he is really not sure.

"Oh, spring and summer in Xiangxi are more beautiful." Wang Xiangzhen sighed in disappointment.

Zhu Tong has been to the Butterfly Cave, and Aunt Butterfly, who is surrounded by thousands of colorful butterflies, really looks like a butterfly fairy. I knew that this was the case, why bother in the first place, without him, Aunt Die would not have fallen to the point where she is now.

Zhu Tong was wrong, and he realized an hour later that Wang Xiangzhen didn't know that he had a daughter at all; The time spent with Aunt Butterfly was a wonderful and exciting encounter for him.

"Chief, Master Chuansu has arrived." Less than hurriedly came to report.

"Oh, let him come." Wang Xiangzhen looked at his watch; "You go outside and wait, Lan Gongzi is almost here; He was always punctual, and if he arrived, he would be brought in directly. ”

Master Chuansu, Zhu Tong has seen it, Zhao Yongbing can be said to have died indirectly at his hands; However, who is Lan Gongzi? Could it be Lan Zhanjiang? Zhu Tong had always felt strange about the four chairs next to the table just now, and now he knew that Wang Xiangzhen was not the only guest today; It's just that he was scheduled to meet an hour earlier.

"It's rare to be idle today, and I've been outside during the Spring Festival; But friends should see each other. Master Chuan Su is quite influential in Southeast Asia, and his Buddhist cultivation is profound; Mr. Li should not be restrained, what should be done. He is a precept keeper, does not drink alcohol or eat meat, and is said to have stopped eating at noon. ”

As Wang Xiangzhen spoke, two young people came over, removed the wine and food on the table, and gave a set of purple sand tea sets and a few plates of dried fruits.

"Amitabha, the donor's demeanor is still the same, and the old man is very pleased. At this point in the reunion, energy conservation and the donor have a clear talk, happy things. ”

Zhu Tongxun's voice looked at it, and it was indeed the monk who was chanting scriptures in Zhao Yongbing's ward; Dressed in a cotton monk's robe, with a smile on his face, his eyes are clear, and he floats with Buddha beads in his hand; Just looking at the appearance, it really looks like a monk outside the world.

"Master Chuansu is good, but he is not disrespectful to Zhen; Recently, I have been busy with affairs, and I have not had time to listen to the master's lectures on Buddhism. Today's Lantern Festival, with a few friends, we need the master to light the heart lamp for those of us who are lost. Come, let me introduce you to Dr. Li, a Chinese medicine practitioner, a very capable young man; You should know about the Master of Transsemination, right? ”

"Jiu Yang, the great name of Master Chuansu, how can I not know? It is said that it is better to see each other than to hear each other; When I see the demeanor of Master Chuansu, I know what it means to be a master. Zhu Tong followed Wang Xiangzhen to stand up, smiling and smiling with Chuansu.

Chuansu also recognized Zhu Tong and knew that he was Zhao Yongbing's attending doctor; The so-called thief is weak-hearted, his set of things can deceive outsiders, and the doctor knows the patient's situation best, so he can't help but feel a little uncomfortable, and his momentum is a little weaker.

But Zhu Tong will not be so puzzled by the accident, and the face that should be given is still to be given: "Where has the master always visited the Buddha?" Li has read several books of the master, and he feels the same way physically and mentally, but he didn't expect to meet Mr. Wang this time. ”

Hearing Zhu Tong say this, Chuan Su thought that he didn't recognize himself, his expression relaxed, and he said: "The poor monk worships the Buddha with his heart, and there is no dojo." ”

"Mr. Li, Master Chuansu is the most opposed to the temple accepting money alms; The master writes books, distributes CDs, the Internet, and television and radio stations as scripture platforms to promote the Dharma, and does not need those mundane things; Am I right? Wang Xiangzhen asked the two to sit down and pour tea, roughly introducing the background of Chuansu to Zhu Tong.

"Amitabha. There is a Buddha in the heart, and everywhere is home; This is the way a monk should practice. Guarding a mud-tired puppet, in the golden hall, only to add to his troubles. What monks should learn is that the Buddha has compassion for the world, and uses his meager strength to contribute more to the sentient beings. It is better to eliminate a trace of sin and save a life than to build a few stupas and a few Buddha statues. Good tea. ”

Chuansu said, taking a sip from his teacup.

Zhu Tong nodded slightly, if he hadn't seen his other performance in the hospital, he might also think that Chuan Su was really a monk who cherished all beings; The theory of not having a temple sounds much better than that of other monks.

There was another sound of footsteps, and the one who followed Xiao Xiao was indeed the representative of the three-grade blue stone, Lan Zhanjiang.

After sitting down again, Zhu Tong knew another identity of Lan Zhanjiang: director of Swiss Longbang Bank and chairman of the board of directors of Singapore Longbang International Financial Investment Co., Ltd.

Unexpectedly, after Lan Zhanjiang sat down, the first paragraph solved the mystery in Zhu Tong's heart about Master Chuansu.

"Master Chuansu's demeanor is still the same, I didn't expect Mr. Wang to meet here again. Three days ago, the board of directors of Longbang International discussed the master's suggestion and decided to donate 9 million to your Su Shan Xing Foundation, hoping that the master would use the money for charity in the mountainous area of Qianxi. ”

"Amitabha, good and good, don't worry, don't worry, Chuansu thank you for those poor children." Chuansu's face was full of joy and he thanked him.

"However, I beg your pardon, our directors have a small request." After Lan Zhanjiang sat upright and received the salute, he said something that made Chuansu a little embarrassed; "All this money must be used to help the poor, and some people say that the financial expenses of the Su Shan Xing Foundation are too high, and more than 30% of the donations are wasted. I hope it's a rumor. If the master is embarrassed and has no time to take care of these small things, Longbang International can provide senior people to volunteer and take care of the financial affairs of the Su Shan Xing Foundation for free. ”

A high monk is a high monk, and Master Chuansu's profound cultivation of Buddhism enabled him to survive the embarrassment, and smoothly unloaded Lan Zhanjiang's suggestion: "It's time to pay attention, Amitabha, and the laymen are also kind, afraid that these donations will be defrauded." ”

Zhu Tong smiled and exchanged glances with Wang Xiangzhen, and understood in his heart that the so-called Foundation of Master Chuansu must have many names of invisible people. Lan Zhanjiang is a professional, not easy to deceive. Zhu Tong wondered why Longbang International wanted to donate to Chuansu, as far as he knew, the representative of the three-pinned blue stone would not be so generous.

and Wang Xiangzhen, bringing such a few people together at this time, is it intentional or unintentional?

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