"Uncle Zhang, you haven’t exercised for a long time."
Hear behind Zhang tuyin peiwende smiled and turned to rush each other and said
Because Pei Wende is telling the truth, even though Zhang Tu is just in his early thirties in this short life expectancy era, he is still in his prime.
"I’m old. I’m not young now."
In the face of Pei Wende poking fun at Zhang Tu, he smiled.
"I’ve lived enough in my life, and now I’m counting on Chu Sheng and Xiao Mei to be a little productive. It’s a pity in my life."
As soon as this statement came out, I was curious about why Zhang Tu was so frank and left Zhang Chusheng at Tongqing Temple. Pei Wende was quite curious and asked.
"Speaking of this uncle Zhang, how can you agree to let Chu Sheng stay in Tongqing Temple?"
Here Pei Wende seems to be afraid that Zhang Tu doesn’t understand why he would ask so lightly and continues to explain.
"Although my master doesn’t have any requirements on whether his younger brother will become a monk …"
"Even the commandments don’t require my brothers to obey them …"
"But Tongqing Temple is a temple after all. Isn’t it a little thoughtless for you to agree to let him stay in the temple so readily?"
"Who should inherit the Zhang family incense if Chu really becomes a monk years later?"
"Will Aunt Zhang agree with you?"
Although there is a kind of praying exercise in this era to send one’s children to temples to avoid disaster, it is usually to send one’s children to temples.
It is very rare for Zhang Tu to send his parents directly to the temple as monks, even in this era when he believed in Buddhism
"Haha, this is Chu Sheng’s fate. My father’s support is still coming. Why don’t you disagree?"
Smiled and patted PeiWende shoulder Zhang Tu is very free and easy and said
"After all, Chu Sheng’s child has been intelligent and kind since childhood. People like him will inevitably go through all kinds of hardships if they want to live to adulthood. This is God’s test for him."
"It’s like when he was just born, if he hadn’t met you and Zen master Lingyou by chance, I’m afraid he would have died early."
"And this time, too, you saved the child’s life."
There was a slight pause in the tone. When Tu said this, his eyes showed sincerity and passion.
Helping Zhang Chusheng through the ghost gate twice in a row, even a layman like Zhang Tu who doesn’t believe in Buddhism has to admit that his child may indeed have a "Buddha’s fate."
"The incense problem? Do you think I look like that kind of person? "
Zhang Tu’s rhetorical question directly shocked Pei Wende.
Indeed, as he said, if Zhang Tu was really that kind of person, he wouldn’t have agreed to adopt the Zhang family so neatly.
For Zhang Tu, who was lonely since childhood and joined the army when he was a teenager, the recognition of his family and relatives is far more real than the illusory "incense"
"What’s more, I believe that Chusheng’s child can’t throw me and his mother into becoming a monk."
That is to say, there is nothing left to do with this word, but Pei Wende can’t help but believe that Zhang Chusheng may indeed be predestined by fate, but he is doomed to be unable to really throw away his secular affection.
"According to your calculation, Tongqing Temple suffers anyway?"
It is indeed an "unfair deal" for outsiders to raise children for Zhang Tu in vain and to seriously teach each other the humanitarian practice method
"Aren’t you afraid that one day my master will forcibly keep Chu Sheng and let him inherit his mantle?"
"I think it is very unlikely that Chu Sheng will refuse this request!"
It’s not that Pei Wende is talking nonsense. After all, if you really let Zhang Chusheng temple stay an adult, then things will be uncertain.
"It can’t be because neither you nor Zen Master Lingyou are like this."
After decisively denying Pei Wende’s hypothesis, Zhang Tu’s face suddenly showed a peculiar cunning of fellow villagers.
"And I never thought that Zen Master Lingyou would choose to let Chu Sheng inherit his mantle."
Clearly recognized Zhang Tu HuaLiYouHua go straight ahead PeiWenDe froze again.
"Zhang Shu …"
I can’t help but twist a head and look at Zhang Tu Pei Wende, only to realize that I seem to look down upon the five big and three thick strong men.
"You don’t, I don’t know. Although Jackson Lingyou never said it …"
"But he really has you in his heart."
"This is not as good as even Master Hui Ji."