Van Si didn't answer, and went straight upstairs.

The little monk's eyes were gurgling, the master must be angry, angry that he didn't want to recite the scriptures but was greedy for fun.

But he is clearly just a little cutie who has been delayed by chanting, his ambition is obviously no meat and no joy, and he is not Amitabha Buddha at all~~

"Master, master......"

The little monk walked on his short legs, followed with his fart, wasted his strength, and when he caught up with Fan Si, Fan Si was already kneeling on the mat, knocking on the wooden fish very rhythmically.

The little monk crossed his short legs, sat next to Fansi, listened to the sound of the wooden fish, dozed off rhythmically, and nodded like a bell and drum.

Heart: Help~~~

He listened to the sound of knocking on the wooden fish...... Counting on my little fingers, I don't know how many years have passed.

He listens to it all in his sleep, and he listens to it forever, he can't move, and he can't wake up, only the wooden fish accompanies his whole world.

However, the little monk never felt lonely, because the master said that after Baba finished what he promised the master, he would come to pick him up, and the little monk knew that he was a cute little girl with Baba, not that no one wanted~~

He must have loved him very much!!

He must have missed him very much!!

Refusal to refute!!

Hmph hum!!

He must have prepared big chicken legs, big pig's trotters, big duck necks, and big fat sheep waiting for him......

When he came to pick him up, he had to hold a big chicken leg in his left hand, a big pig's trotter in his right hand, and a big duck neck in his mouth......

"Ding Dong"

The sound of small saliva hitting the board.

Fan Si lowered his head and saw that the little monk had his eyes closed, his saliva was three feet long, and he shook his head, he was not from my sect, he had no wisdom roots, and the twisted melon was not sweet......

Fan Si stopped knocking on the wooden fish, the habitual sleep song suddenly stopped, and the little monk sat up straight with a spirit, ignoring a small saliva on the ground, it was definitely not him, the little monk blinked hard, cute.

"Ping, go to sleep, tomorrow night, your father may come to pick you up."

"Yay~~~~"

The little monk jumped three feet high, and happiness came too fast like a tornado.

"Master, I'll miss you."

Van Si: "I don't believe it. ”

"Master, I'll help you eat big chicken legs, really."

Vansi: "...... Recite the Diamond Sutra 100 times before you are allowed to sleep. ”

"Boom-"

The little monk fell headlong on the wooden plank, fell on all fours, and did not forget to shake his little short legs twice: "Master, your little apprentice is dead, give me a surplus." ”

Fan Si got up, and his tall back left three words that could not be said: "Two hundred times." ”

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Gu Yueyue drove to the suburbs, met Rong Rong's sports car on the road, and saw that Rong Rong was the only one in Rong Rong's car, Gu Yueyue was a little angry: "Rong Rong, you left my sister alone in the wilderness and came back alone?" ”

"My sister-in-law was taken away by my brother." Rongrong's mood is also worried.

The two of them drove to the city before and after, and came to a bar with a very private environment and a good environment, Rong Rong hugged Yueyue while drinking, knocked his head on Gu Yueyue's shoulder, and self-examined: "Yueyue, I did a particularly bad thing today." ”

"What's the matter?" Gu Yueyue rarely sees Rong Rong when he is depressed, he should be an optimist.

"Anyway, it's very bad, the kind of bad that disturbs my conscience, and my conscience is deeply condemned now, come and heal me."