Chapter 7 Why are the flowers so red?
"Sister Mei, what is that?" Sun Xueyao asked in horror as she looked at the falling black shadows.
"Flower pots!" Sun Mei said with a strange face. Looking at the empty surroundings, low houses, no more than two stories high, where did this flower pot come from?
"What?, flower pots, isn't Xiaofu in danger?" he said and was about to rush over.
Sun Mei grabbed the impulsive Sun Xueyao in time and said to her: "Your little monk lover is fine, don't you see him so calm? ”
Sun Xueyao stopped struggling, but still looked at Hong Fu worriedly. Looking at the continuous whereabouts of the flower pot, and finally seeing the true face of the flower pot, Hong Fu also looked up at the ever-growing flower pot, his face was dark and ugly.
"It's over, Nima is going to see red, master help!" looked at the big flower pot with a diameter of one meter and shouted, it's not that he doesn't want to run, if he runs, it will be more serious, maybe next time a plane will fall from the sky, he can only stand there, pitifully shouting for help from the master.
"Well, at most, there is a little bit of skin, what can there be. An old man gnawed on chicken legs in McKenzie's and said disapprerovingly, ignoring the strange eyes of the people around him, and doing his own thing.
"Little rabbit, I actually eat big fish and meat, and I eat these junk foods here when I am poor. "I threw away a piece of chicken leg bone, picked up another piece and ate it.
Finally.
"Bang! bang!" Hong Fu stood there with a grim face, his feet were broken into small pieces of porcelain, and a wisp of blood ran down his head, staining half of his monk's robe red.
Sun Xueyao took Sun Mei's hand, hurriedly helped Hong Fu, and cried, "Xiaofu, Xiaofu, are you okay!"
Hong Fu looked at everything vague in front of him, feeling groggy, and heard Sun Xueyao's voice, hey, why are the three Xue Yao sisters, is it a doppelganger technique?
Alas, the poor child was actually smashed into a circle.
The people around saw it and came around, pointing, and one of the young men said, "I'll go, where did this flower pot come from, and actually smashed this little monk like this." ”
"yes, it didn't fall from the plane. ”
"It can't be a plane that fell, if it was that impact, it would be no less than a bomb. The bones of this little monk have long been gone. A man with glasses said with his top glasses.
"Why are the flowers so red?" a literary young man sang.
"Otmar. A little kid said.
"I think it's a test given by the Buddha to the little monk. ”
"What kind of test? I think it's the Buddha who looks at the little monk and hugs left and right, and can't see it. ”
"Yes, yes. ”
This is a reasonable analysis. ”
The lewd man quietly took out his camera and took pictures with a click, while the three people in the scene ignored the surrounding crowd, waiting for Hongfu to get a little better and then left and right.
"Call an ambulance. Sun Xueyao said worriedly.
"No, it's just a little bit of skin. Hong Fu shook his head and said, sitting on a stool on the side of the road with a tissue in his hand and wiping the blood.
"Let's go to the hospital. ”
"I'm fine. ”
Sun Xueyao said in surprise: "Okay? ”
"Look at it. Hong Fu took down the tissue in his hand, only to see that it was still the shiny bald head, against the dazzling sunlight.
"Really, alas, I'll see. Sun Xueyao held Hong Fu's head in her arms and looked at it carefully, Hong Fu's eyes were dark, and his face felt soft, bouncing, big, so comfortable! Ahem, Amitabha, the little monk was out of breath.
Let go of me! Suffocate me, what did this sister eat to grow up, so much strength. Hong Fu said depressedly.
The black lines on Sun Mei's forehead continued to increase, watching Sun Xueyao holding Hong Fu's little bald head and watching it endlessly, occasionally touching it, with a curious face.
"It's amazing, how can it be so fast, don't move. Sun Xueyao looked at the bald head in her arms and said.
"No, I'll have to take a closer look. ”
"That, Xue Yao!" Sun Mei said.
"What's wrong? Don't move, I'll take a good look. Sister Mei, you want to see it too, come here. Sun Xueyao raised her head and asked.
"You're going to suffocate him. Sun Mei pointed to Hong Fudao, who was constantly writhing in Sun Xueyao's arms.
"Ahh Sun Xueyao looked at Hong Fu who was struggling in her arms, and quickly let go, "Xiaofu, you're okay, it's all my sister's fault." ”
"No, it's fine. Hong Fu's face was red, constantly panting, but his eyes were secretly aimed at Sun Xueyao, is this a woman? It's so comfortable! It's so warm! It's just too suffocating, Hong Fu thought of it with love and fear.
"Okay, let's go, let's change Xiaofu's clothes. Sun Mei shook her head helplessly and greeted.
The two picked out a lot of clothes for Hong Fu, but only bought one set at Hong Fu's insistence, and walked out of the clothing store, Hong Fu said goodbye, Sun Xueyao reluctantly watched Hong Fu go away, no one knew that the reunion after this separation would be five years later.
Hong Fu walked down the road in a depressed mood, carrying a bag in his hand, and inside was a blood-stained monk's robe. He knew that a one-time parting might be a farewell, and he was about to leave here, and when would he be able to see each other this time.
"At a young age, how could I accept such an apprentice as you. Hong Fu, who was walking with his head down, jumped in the head, and when he looked up, he saw Lao Dao standing beside him at some point.
Lao Dao stood there with a white cloth flag, a monk or a monk, and a monk who was not a monk.
"Didn't you want a daughter-in-law? Hong Fu touched his head and muttered.
"Then you didn't make it, put it on. Lao Dao took out a set of monk's robes.
"What a chance, besides, how old am I. Hong Fu said as he dressed.
"It's not small, you were a father at your age when I was in my time. The old way turned around and left, and he didn't have a good airway.
"It's modern or not. Hong Fu hurriedly followed, while getting dressed. "Wait for me. ”
"Hurry up, let's go to the next city. ”
"Aren't you going to stay for two days?" Hong Fu said reluctantly.
"Look there. Lao Dao pointed to the big TV next to him.
A woman on TV is broadcasting the news, "A rare miracle happened in this city, in an open area of Huayuan Road, a little monk was hit by a flower pot falling from the sky, and was rescued by two beautiful women in the same company, the following is ." Looking at his coquettish appearance, the photo of being supported by two beauties, Hong Fu sweated.
"Look around, can you still stay? Let's keep a low profile, do you look low-key now?" Lao Dao pointed to the people around him, only to see the people around him looking at Hong Fu and pointing, the male was jealous, and the female eyes were shining.
"Okay. Hong Fu hung his head.
"Take it and go. ”
"Isn't there a destination?" Hongfu took the banner and the box.
"Yes, Fudu. ”