Towards evening, the uncle and nephew finally showed up. Yinzuo glanced at them and couldn't help laughing. It was because the expressions on their faces were a complete reversal. Thirteen, Fourteen, Hongxi, Hongyu, and Hongqing, who had been playing for the whole afternoon, had smiles on their faces that were brighter than the sunset on the horizon. And Honghui, who had been copying books for the whole afternoon, was even more so. His mouth was pouting so much that you could hang an oil bottle on it.
"Honghui, come here."
Honghui had now realized how powerful his sixth uncle was. Even though he was a little reluctant at this moment, he still ran towards his sixth uncle happily when he heard Yinzuo calling him. When the uncle came in front of him, Yinzuo took the little guy's hand and squeezed it, then raised his hand and rubbed his little head.
"Oh, you're worthy of being Fourth Brother's son. You're honest and sincere, which is really what he inherited. I did punish you by making you copy the sutra 120 times, but I didn't tell you when to hand it in. Why don't you go out and play with your Thirteenth Uncle and the others this afternoon? It's okay to copy the sutra after you've had enough fun. Alas, aren't you inferior to me in this respect? I, your Sixth Uncle, was punished by you, Khanmafa, to copy the Diamond Sutra 360 times, and I didn't worry at all..."
Yes, yes, you were not without worries at the beginning, because it was us who were worried. Do you dare to tell your nephews how many of the 360 copies of the Diamond Sutra were copied by us brothers for you? You should know that your handwriting was learned from Khan Ama. It may not be exactly similar, but it is at least 50%, 60%, 70% or 80% similar. Poor us, when we were imitating your notes to copy the book, we were so scared to write every stroke.
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