The year ends with the sound of firecrackers, and the spring breeze brings warmth to the wine.
The Spring Festival is the Lunar New Year of China and a major folk festival.
During this period, people get rid of the old and welcome the new, worship gods and ancestors, pray for blessings and ward off evil spirits, reunite with relatives and friends, and celebrate and have fun.
Mr. Yong has three sons and one daughter, and six grandchildren in total.
In previous years, our home was always very lively during the Spring Festival.
But this year, the younger generations found that the old man was worried and seemed to be troubled by something.
There is also Yong Zhixu, who is also absent-minded all day long.
Ask him, but he won't tell you.
Lin Suiying was also anxious. The old man was reluctant to express his opinion, and she didn't know what he was thinking.
As the holiday was coming to an end, on the fifth day of the New Year, Lin Suiying found the old man and wanted to talk to him.
Unexpectedly, before the conversation even started, Chen Zui hurried into the study, "Uncle, second cousin, third brother..."
"What's wrong?" The old man's heart tightened. "What happened to him?"
Chen Zui panted, "He saw through the world and went to Tanzhe Temple, ready to become a monk..."
Becoming a monk... The old man breathed a sigh of relief, he thought something had happened.
etc!
"You want to become a monk again?" The old man slammed the table and stamped his feet. "He will use this trick to force me to submit!"
Chen Zui handed a letter to the old man, "No, uncle, you will understand after reading this."
The old man snatched it away angrily, opened the letter, and saw that it said:
Grandpa, when you see this letter, I will have already become a monk. I am not forcing you to compromise on anything. I have truly let go.
All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way.
Don't worry, I have a bachelor's and a master's degree. This company went smoothly and I am doing well now. I wish you good health and a long life. We will meet again if we are destined to.
My grandson respectfully says goodbye.
Old man: "..." (This bastard!)
Lin Suiying, who also read the contents of the letter, covered her mouth, pursed her lips, and tried to hold back her laughter in pain.
Seeing the old man looking at her sideways, Lin Suiying immediately put on a sad expression.
"Dad, this is what I want to talk to you about. Xu'er talked to me last night. He has let go of everything and decided to convert to Buddhism. I respect him..."
"You are fooling around too!" The old man glared at her angrily.
He just wanted to wait until the New Year was over and the younger generations had all left happily, and then personally take this scumbag to apologize to Tang Xili. He didn't expect that the bastard would actually become a monk.
The old man was very upset and gnashed his teeth again and again. "Do you have Miss Tangxi's phone number?"
Chen Zui nodded, "Yes, what's wrong?"
"Give me your phone."
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Over Malaysia, Tang Xili, wearing aerospace-grade camouflage uniform and a communications device on her head, was piloting a black fighter jet on a test flight at an altitude of 5,000 meters.
This is the new supersonic stealth fighter JW-23 recently developed by Grobe.
Unlike the previous MR-30, this one is shaped like a manta ray, has a tailless flying wing aerodynamic layout, dual vertical take-off and landing, and a sci-fi appearance, making it unique.
The bomb load is also the highest among current vertical take-off and landing fighters.
The MR-30 has been put into mass production, and this model is currently undergoing more precise adjustments.
After the test flight, Tang Xili sent all the flight records to the designer who developed the fighter, and then decided to return to Penang.
At this time, I received a call from Chen Zui.
At this time, the communication was still connected to the radio, so she directly pressed the answer button on the central control.
The old man's voice came from the radio, "Miss Tangxi, I am Yong Zhixu's grandfather."
Tang Xili raised her eyebrows slightly, "Hello, Mr. Yong, what can I do for you?"
"Ms. Tangxi, I'm deeply sorry for the harm that jerk Xiaoxu caused you."
Hurt? Tang Xili's eyes flickered. What does that mean?
What's going on?
She remained unchanged in the face of all changes and said, "No problem."
The old man's eyes lit up, and from the little girl's tone, it seemed that she didn't blame Xiao Xu.
Even though he was like that, she wasn't angry at all.
Suddenly, the old man felt even more ashamed. It was not her fault that she was infertile. Why was that bastard so arrogant?
He really has no face to face the way he has educated his child.
"Miss Tangxi," the old man asked shamelessly, "Do you still like that evil creature?"
Evil creature? Tang Xili was even more confused. Sometimes he was a jerk, sometimes he was an evil creature. What had he done to make the old man hate him so much?
How should she respond if you didn't inform her in advance?
Tang Xili was silent, not knowing how to cooperate for a moment.
However, for the old man, silence was equivalent to acquiescence. He breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as you still like it, that's good. As long as you still like it, that's good."
Tang Xili hesitated and said, "Mr. Yong..."
"Ms. Tangxi, please stop talking. I understand. I understand everything. Don't worry, even if that scumbag becomes a monk, I will definitely give you an explanation."
"Become a monk?" Tang Xili became more and more confused.
Why did you become a monk?
Is he trying to force the old man to agree by becoming a monk?
Or was it that his family disagreed, and he lost all hope and became a monk?
The old man's eyes flashed with a fox-like shrewdness, and he continued: "Yes, he has become a monk. Miss Tangxi, do you still want him?"
Without waiting for Tang Xili to answer, the old man was like selling a product, actively and flatteringly.
"Actually, he still likes you. It doesn't matter if his values are not right. Let's straighten them out. If that scumbag doesn't listen, then we'll beat him until he obeys. He's not that bad, right? Look, he can cook, he's caring, he's polite, and he's even decent looking, right..."
The old man felt guilty as he spoke. What's the use of being good-looking? He doesn't want a man with bad values even if he's given to him for free!
Is he harming the girl by trying so hard to bring them together?
Instantly, the old man felt guilty. What was he doing? Was he pushing the girl into the fire?
No, we can't do such a conscienceless thing.
The man below is not worthy.
"Ms. Tangxi, I've said all this just to tell you that you can't just judge a man by his appearance; you still have to test his character. It's better not to have a scumbag like Yong Zhixu."
Tang Xili: “???”
This turn...
What did the third brother do to make the old man so hate evil and feel so guilty towards her?
Could it be that he did the opposite and used her infertility as an excuse to cheat on her?
So he is the scumbag and she is the victim?
Thinking of this possibility, Tang Xili raised her lips and said, "I want it."
"Huh?" The old man was surprised, "But he is a scumbag."
Tang Xili pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth were a little difficult to suppress, "It's okay, a few beatings will be fine."
She raised her eyelids, pulled up the map on the central control, and glanced at the real-time data. "Mr. Yong, I'm 4,700 kilometers away from Beijing now. It will take me an hour and a half to get there. But I'd like to apply for a flight route with you. I'll fly a fighter jet there."
"Fly... a fighter plane?" The old man was shocked. "You can fly a fighter plane? What else do you have?"
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