The old man waved his hands, as if he hadn't caught anything, and sat back in his chair disappointed.

Li Fugui couldn't cry anymore, his voice became hoarse, and he looked back at Zhao Jiayuan, his eyes full of anticipation and heat.

It knelt and crawled in front of Zhao Jiayuan, kowtowed vigorously to Zhao Jiayuan, and said in his mouth: "Master, please help my mother, cure my mother's eyes, please." After saying that, he kowtowed again.

The old man has lost his loved ones, and if he can't see it, it is really cruel to this lonely old man.

The human eye is the window to the soul, without which all the color of the world will be lost.

Zhao Jiayuan is not omnipotent, the old man's eyes are damaged because of long-term crying, which causes the tear glands to be damaged and infects the old man's eyes, and Zhao Jiayuan has no choice.

But seeing Li Fugui's grief-stricken expression, Zhao Jiayuan couldn't bear it in his heart, when he first saw the old man, the old man's eyes were slightly narrowed, and he might be able to heal.

Bai Min'er was silent on the side, and she knew that even if she was sent to the hospital, she might not be able to heal the old man's eyes, so she just sobbed quietly.

Girls, I can't see this kind of touching scene the most.

Looking at Li Fugui, who was still kowtowing, Zhao Jiayuan could only sigh, who made his heart so soft, a good person to the end.

"Okay, okay, I can promise you, but I can't guarantee whether it will be cured or not." It's hard to be a good person.

Li Fugui heard that Zhao Jiayuan agreed to his request, raised his head, looked at Zhao Jiayuan with grateful eyes, and said, "Thank you, thank you." Then he turned and crawled to his mother on his knees.

"Pedaling" There was a sound of footsteps outside, and it was Sister Zhang who came in.

Bai Min'er hurriedly controlled her emotions, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and didn't let Sister Zhang find anything, if Sister Zhang knew that Li Fugui's ghost was back, she wouldn't want to stay here to serve the old man.

"Two of you, please drink tea, the home is simple, there is no good tea, only boiled water." Sister Zhang greeted the two warmly and handed the water cup to the two.

Zhao Jiayuan and the two took the water cup and took a small sip, in fact, Zhao Jiayuan didn't care about boiled water, he was generally not used to drinking other drinks, and boiled water could be said to be very fond of it.

The old man lowered his head, showing great sadness and despair, the sting pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person is not something that ordinary people can experience, and seeing the old man like this, Sister Zhang is also very sad.

It can be said that since Sister Zhang got married, the relationship between the two families has been quite good, and the old man took good care of Sister Zhang, who had just married at that time.

After all, the old man is a person who has come over, and he has also taught Sister Zhang a lot of things.

Looking at the old man at such an age, he could have enjoyed the joy of family, but he was jealous, suddenly lost his loved ones, and became a lonely old man with no children and no daughters, which made people feel distressed to watch.

Originally, Sister Zhang wanted to serve the old man for free, but the person sent by Su Shankang insisted on giving a certain salary, and Sister Zhang was also a real person, so she didn't shirk it, thinking that she would be able to take care of the elderly more carefully in the future.

A good person like Sister Zhang is really rare in society now, and it may even reflect the unpretentious and real emotions of the countryside.

Sister Zhang didn't see Li Fugui who was kneeling beside the old man and sobbing, "Two, I'll go out to buy some food first, and I'll stay for dinner at noon." "Sister Zhang is very welcoming.

Since the funeral of Li Fugui and his lover was hastily completed, no one has come, and the whole house is lifeless.

After Sister Zhang finished speaking, she left again.

The ghosts of Zhao Jiayuan, Bai Min'er, the old man and Li Fugui were left in the house.

Zhao Jiayuan suddenly didn't know how to speak, looking at the heartbroken old man in front of him, he really couldn't bear to mention Li Fugui here.

"You are for the sake of my son's wealth," said the old man suddenly, but his voice was even hoarse, as if it came from his throat, and the old man was so sad that his voice was hoarse.

Zhao Jiayuan and the two were not surprised at all, because it was impossible to simply find the old man at this time, some time ago, Su Zhikang had already taken care of things properly, and it was only because of Li Fugui's matter.

Since the old man asked so, Zhao Jiayuan didn't hide it, and simply said straightforwardly: "It's indeed for your son's business." ”

"Oh...... Then please tell me what the hell is going on, although my eyes are not good, but if there is anything you need to know, I can still help answer. The old man said flatly, but listening to the voice was trying his best to suppress the pain in his heart.

"You don't believe in ghosts in the world." Zhao Jiayuan didn't ask about Li Fugui, but asked this question.

"Heaven and earth nourish all things, there is life and death, there is heaven on earth, there is Abel hell below, man is a spiritual being, if there is a spirit, then there is a soul, if there is a soul, then there is reincarnation. Samsara is the ultimate liberation that a person seeks, regardless of which of the six realms of reincarnation is attained. The old man said.

Originally, in Zhao Jiayuan's conjecture, the old man answered whether he believed or didn't believe it, but the old man answered this, which was quite surprising to Zhao Jiayuan.

Zhao Jiayuan and Bai Min'er glanced at each other, and they saw surprise in each other's eyes, it seemed that the old man believed in Buddhism.

Whether the old man's words believe that there are ghosts in the world, or don't believe it, Zhao Jiayuan didn't come up with it for a while, and he didn't blindly present Li Fugui's ghost in front of the old man, he was afraid that the old man wouldn't be able to accept it for a while, and this matter still needs to be found gradually.

"Since the old man has said so, then I won't go around the bend anymore, in fact, I am entrusted by your son to do something." Zhao Jiayuan said.

The old man didn't speak, just sat quietly, with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and one hand coiled.

"Old man, we are actually cultivators, and this time we came because your son wanted to see his wife for the last time, so he asked me to do this." Zhao Jiayuan said.

Who knew that after listening to Zhao Jiayuan's words, the old man stopped the movements in his hands and knelt down directly.

Zhao Jiayuan was at a loss for a while, he didn't know what to do, or Bai Min'er pulled the corner of his clothes, Zhao Jiayuan reacted, and then the two ran to the old man and helped the old man.

"What are you doing, old man?" Zhao Jiayuan said anxiously, and helped the old man up from the ground.

The old man's gift Zhao Jiayuan can't afford it.

"Master, since you can help Fugui, can you also help my old woman." The old man was visibly excited.

"Old man, you say." Zhao Jiayuan said.

"I want to see my son, woo-woo." The old man couldn't cry anymore, he was very sad and desperate.

Zhao Jiayuan sighed, he really pity the hearts of parents all over the world.

When Zhao Jiayuan said that he was a monk, the old man did not doubt or hesitate, but directly asked Zhao Jiayuan, which shows how much the old man misses his children.