Volume 1 Chapter 166 Fanwai 2 The Theory of Reincarnation
The maid had never seen the man in front of him, and when he heard him say Yo Bao's name, and there was a sincere face, he wanted to believe this man inexplicably, but he didn't dare to make a decision easily, "I'm sorry, I have to go back and ask the little lady." ”
After a while, Qi Nansi walked out of the door, and Pei Yun was by her side.
"Since you're here, let's come in." Qi Nansi said with a smile.
The man looked at Qi Nansi, then at Pei Yun, licked his dry and peely lips, and hesitated: "No, a person of my status still won't go in." "It's unlucky.
Qi Nansi understood the meaning of the man's words, and said nonchalantly: "Those who come with sincerity are blessed, come in, Youbao is also there." ”
Pei Yun also spoke: "No one will know, and no one will dislike your identity." ”
The man's eyes moved, and he finally followed Qi Nansi and Pei Yun into the courtyard.
"Mom, who is this uncle?" Yo Bao ran over, blushing slightly.
Qi Nansi squatted down and patiently explained to Youbao: "He is a good friend of my mother, and my mother agreed with this uncle before, when you are born, he will be your godfather." ”
"Godfather? That's dad too? ”
Qi Nansi smiled, "Yes, you can also call him Daddy." ”
"Then I don't have three dads?" Yo Bao didn't seem to understand, looked at the man with an inch of hair, and called out hesitantly: "Dad? ”
The man's eyes turned red instantly, and the tears were uncontrollable, and a few fell with a snap.
"Uncle, why are you crying? Don't you like being my godfather? ”
The man squatted down, hugged Yo Bao into his arms, and choked in a voice: "How can you not like it, I like it very much, my uncle really hopes to be Yo Bao's godfather all the time." ”
The man's name is Xie Yang, Yo Bao's biological father, because he accidentally beat the man who bullied Liang Ningru to death, he was locked up, and he was just released from prison two days ago and released early.
Knowing the whole thing, Mrs. Pei looked at Xie Yang sympathetically and comforted: "So that's the case, that person should die, since he is back now, let's live well, don't act impulsively, I guess you also want to see Yo Bao grow up, marry a wife and have children." ”
"Well, of course." Xie Yang replied without hesitation, he wanted to watch their children grow up for Ning Ru.
Luo Manxia chuckled, "Then live well, see that you are a very good man, if you need help, you can ask Pei Yun." ”
"Thank you." Xie Yang's heartfelt gratitude.
He will definitely make good money, live well, and live well with Ning Ru's expectations.
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postscript
With more Pei Qingxiang and Pei Qixiao's two little milk bags in life, there is one more responsibility and one more worry.
When they grew up a few years old, the three children were playing around at home, and the family almost became chickens and dogs.
Headaches and happiness go hand in hand.
One day, Pei Yun's diary was turned out by Pei Qixiao and handed it to Qi Nansi as if offering a treasure.
"Mom, I found Daddy's diary!"
Qi Nansi's heart moved, but he was surprised, he didn't expect him to write a diary.
"Did Xiaoxiao peek at Dad's diary?" She took the diary.
"I couldn't help but look at it a little bit." Pei Qi smiled, "I know this is wrong, when Dad comes back, I apologize to Dad." ”
"Okay, it's great to smile, but next time you won't allow that, you know?"
"Okay Mom, I got it."
"Alright, let's go play with my brother."
After her daughter went out, Qi Nansi took a photo and sent it to Pei Yun, asking him: Mr. Pei, can I see your diary? Curious. JPG
After a while, he replied, "Yes."
Qi Nansi opened the diary, only to find that most of the diary was about her.
......
Is Liang Huaijue's scumbag blind? This kind of spicy chicken can also be used.
Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black.
He can't be friends with people who don't do anything dirty.
Otherwise, you will be defiled and you will not find a wife.
Out of the mud without staining, guarding oneself like jade is a good ideological character.
......
She said she hadn't received such a nice gift in a long time.
Really angry, angry!
Liang Huaijue, that negative man!
He didn't care about her so much, and he made her so sad!
Next time, find a chance to put a sack on him and beat him up!
......
She said she would not forgive Liang Huaijue,
At the very least, I have a chance.
Even if the road is long, I will marry her home.
......
I love sea.
I love flowers.
I love sunrise and sunset.
But, no more than I love you.
I love the sea.
I love flowers.
I love sunrise and sunset.
But I don't love you as much as I do.
This poem is quite affectionate, and I want to tell her.
......
Seeing this poem, Qi Nansi's nose was sour, and he muttered: "It's been so long, and I haven't heard you say it." ”
She still read all the diaries without missing a word.
I didn't expect him to be like this in the diary.
His coldness is a defense against outsiders, and in front of her, he will unconsciously expose his truest self.
One day, Pei Yun was invited to do an interview.
The reporter who did this interview was the same author who had previously written about the two of them.
The reporter was bold enough to ask himself about the details he wanted.
"Mr. Pei, please describe your feelings for your wife in one sentence."
Pei Yun: "Every year, it's love. ”
The reporter was almost moved to tears, and the next second asked: "Seven years of itching, ten years of pain, do you think you will have this problem?" ”
"No, not at any time." Pei Yun replied with great certainty, without a trace of hesitation and exaggeration, only seriousness.
In the end, the reporter happened to come up with a manuscript from Rabindranath Tagore's "The Birds".
I love three things in this word,
the sun, the moon and you.
The sun for the day, the moon for the night, and you forever.
Pei Yun only glanced at it a few times, and then read it out step by step, his voice low and sultry magnetism.
"Mr. Pei, your voice is so good! Being able to hear you read aloud is like taking a bath in your ears, and it's a lot purer. The reporter said like a little fan.
Qi Nansi watched him read aloud in the interview in front of the screen, and took a separate screenshot of the audio, listening to it over and over again countless times.
She loved his voice to death, and she had never heard such a beautiful reading voice in her life.
Pei Yun was helpless and indulgent every time she saw her listening to the audio again.
Day after day, year after year.
Pei Yun still finds time to take Qi Nansi to travel, goes to many places, and takes a lot of photos, all of which are hung on the wall in a small room, one shelf after another.
Pei Yun was 74 years old that year and was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease.
This is probably one of the costs of those two agreements with the Pure Ninja Master.
He was still afraid that he would forget her, so he would come to this room every day and look at the pictures over and over again.
There was barely a single empty space in the whole room to hang the photos, and the rest of their lives were recorded in the full house of photos.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on one part of the room, but softly fell on the old man in a wheelchair.
The old man tilted his head and closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep, calm and peaceful.
"Pei Yun, come out for dinner." Qi Nansi walked to the door, looked at the old man in the wheelchair, and said habitually, "I come to see these photos every day, and I don't get tired of ......."
"Pei Yun, turn around and look at me."
In the past, he would turn to look at her the moment she came, but now he didn't move.
"Pei Yun ......"
Qi Nansi kept chanting his name, trembling up to him, crouched down, and prostrate himself on his lap, as in the old days.
"Pei Yun, it turns out that you are tired and want to sleep."
Her voice was calm, but the tears in her eyes couldn't stop overflowing, cutting through the wrinkles on her face and falling on his legs, drenching a large area.
Pei Yun left, leaving her quietly without saying goodbye.
For a long, long time afterward, she sat in the place where the sun was setting, holding the red peace charm in her hand, and staring out the window in a daze.
Just like he was then.
Pei Yun, will you wait for me?
"Mom, tomorrow is the day to go to Hongzhao Temple to worship the Buddha, do you want to go together?"
Pei Qixiao walked in, knelt down beside the chair with bent knees, and asked softly.
"Go, of course."
She wanted to meet Master Pure Ninja.
Early the next morning, Hongzhao Temple.
"Master, I want to ask you something."
Master Jingnin has been the same for decades, and he is still the same as he was back then.
"Donor, may I ask."
"Master, is there a theory of reincarnation in this world?"
Master Jingren still closed his eyes and said lightly: "Everything is in your heart, if you believe it, you will have it, and if you don't believe it, you will not have it." ”
"I believe it." She replied without hesitation.
Master Jingren opened his eyes, saw the old man in front of him, and asked lightly: "The donor believes that there is reincarnation." ”
"If there really is reincarnation, can the master help me with one thing?"
Master Jingnin's face did not move," you say. ”
She said: "Can I keep the memory of this life, or will I always remember him after I met him in the next life, I don't want to forget him again." ”
There was a slight fluctuation in the eyes of the Master of Pure Ninja, and he said after a long time: "Yes, but you need to pay a price." ”
"At what cost?"
"Five years of life."
She smiled, smiling happily, "It's okay, I can accept the price." ”
Master Jingnin was not surprised by this answer at all, "Okay, I can help you. ”
Just like that day a few decades ago, Master Jingnin changed the years in the book of life and death.
Looking at the trembling old man gradually walking away, a childish voice sounded: "Master, why do you want to help the two of them do this?" ”
Master Jingnin seemed to remember something, and his voice was long and profound: "Because to make up for their mistakes, they shouldn't have experienced so many setbacks, it was Yue Lao'er who accidentally entwined the red thread of the other person with the two of them. ”