Chapter 700 Go Down

Whoops!

The bald head was tripped and fell to the ground.

A group of people from behind rushed up, big leather shoes and big feet fell down one after another...

Seeing this, Fangzheng silently accepted the seal formula in his hand, so many people vented his anger for him, so he stopped doing it. Otherwise, it would appear that he is stingy... Well, he is a big-hearted monk with a big heart!

"Is she okay?" Zhang Huihui looked at Duan Liu with concern.

Fangzheng shook his head and said, "It's okay, but it's too cold, I need to keep her warm."

"Put on my coat." Zhang Huihui was about to take off her coat after speaking, but unfortunately her little coat was too small.

Fangzheng smiled bitterly: "This, it seems useless."

Zhang Huihui also found out, feeling a little helpless.

Xiao Qi immediately said: "There's mine too! He took off the down vest and handed it over."

"Not enough." Fangzheng shook his head.

Just as Fangzheng was trying to hug someone up and find a shop to keep warm, there were suddenly many hands around him, each holding a piece of clothing!

But the onlookers who didn't chase the bald head made a move, and took off their coats one after another and handed them over. A bald man was even more miserable. After taking off his coat, he was left with a small vest. The cold wind blew, making his skin crawl.

Fangzheng took other people's clothes and spread them under Duan Liu to cover them, while Zhang Huihui helped Duan Liu wipe the water off his face.

The bald man asked angrily, "Why don't you pick up my clothes?"

Fangzheng said: "Amitabha, benefactor, there are enough clothes. You'd better wear them, it won't be good if it gets cold."

"It's okay! You take others' ones, but you have to take mine. For nothing else, I have to justify our bald heads, who said there are no good people with bald heads..." The bald man laughed.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qi blushed and said, "You are also a good man with a bald head."

When everyone heard this, they immediately laughed.

At this moment, Duan Liu woke up, Fangzheng had an idea, a little bit between Duan Liu's eyebrows, a dream!

In a daze, Duan Liu seemed to see a familiar gate, the orphanage.

Pushing open the door, Duan Liu saw a strange little girl being led by a familiar aunt.

"Xiaohu, come here, this is Xiaoying, do you know that you will take care of her in the future?"

Then the little girl was taken aside by Xiaohu to play.

Walking in the familiar orphanage, walking up the stairs, a little girl was sitting there, looking out of the window. After seeing her, she asked with a smile: "Sister, do you think there will be a moon tonight? Can we have mooncakes?" ?”

Pushing open the door of the classroom, a group of children were playing there. When they saw her coming in, they all stepped forward and smiled at her.

Seeing all this, Duan Liu felt sore in his heart.

"Amitabha, benefactor, good." At this moment, a Buddha's chant sounded.

Duan Liu was startled, turned around abruptly, looked over, and saw a monk sitting in the last row of the classroom. He was dressed in a white monk's robe, which made him extraordinarily white, and his gentle face was like the sunshine in September, not hot, but warm. The monk came to Duan Liu, but as if he didn't see her, he called all the children back to their seats.

Xiaoying and Xiaohu were impressively in the row, sitting there, their obedient appearance reminded Duan Liu of himself.

The monk stood in front and said: "Students, first of all we want to bless Xiaoying, because she is happy."

Duan Liu wondered, how could an orphan be happy?

Fangzheng said: "The Buddha said: Thousands of years of waiting are exchanged for looking back from the crowd. So how many years of practice will it take to exchange for a lifetime of protection?"

As soon as these words came out, Duan Liu's heart ached and she thought of Pei Liang.

Fangzheng continued: "People who are guarded are happy, but there are more people who are not guarded. Therefore, what the poor monk wants to tell Xiaoying is that happiness is not exclusive, but happiness is shared. Being guarded is happiness, but Those who protect others and create happiness are the ones who are truly happy. Xiaohu, do you think you are happy?"

"Happiness!" Xiaohu smiled happily, and the other children also laughed.

"Happiness is not exclusive, but happiness is shared? To be protected, to protect others?" These two words struck Duan Liu's heart like two bolts from the blue sky. At that moment, she seemed to see that the gate of the orphanage was about to open... …

The next moment, the screen changed, and it appeared in the cafeteria. The children were about to eat, but what they ate was very simple. There was rice, no matter how full, there were vegetables, and there were more soups than vegetables.

Seeing this scene, Duan Liu felt sad for a while.

Walking into the dormitory, there is a bed, but the quilt is not thick enough, there is heating but it is cold...

The more she walked, the more Duan Liu's heart ached. She walked out from here, so she naturally knew how difficult it was for this orphanage to operate. It is maintained by a few well-meaning people who solicit sponsors everywhere. Now she has come out, has a career, has a lot, but has never given anything back.

"Family is not simply a combination of blood. Family is love, family is love, love, love, is home. You are unfortunate because you have no blood family, but you are lucky because someone is running around for you, Created such an environment that shelters you from wind and rain. Maybe it can’t give you the best, but he gave you what you don’t owe you at all, dedication, help, and giving without asking, this is love!” No At some point, Fang Zheng appeared beside Duan Liu.

Duan Liu was taken aback, looked at Fangzheng and asked, "Why did you show me these?"

Fangzheng said: "It's nothing, the poor monk just wants to tell you that some people die, but he lives in your heart. If you die, then he is really dead. He is your patron saint. If you don't die, He lives forever. Although he didn’t leave you any material things, he left you the most precious thing. Go ask your heart, see them, what do you think of? What do you want to do?”

After speaking, Fangzheng left.

Duan Liu looked at Fang Zheng's back, at those poor children, at those aunts, teachers, and principals who worked so hard to bring her up, she suddenly had a certain understanding, bowed to Fang Zheng's back and saluted : "Thank you Master, I know what to do now."

After finishing speaking, Duan Liu turned around, pushed open the gate of the orphanage, and stood on the street outside. She looked back at the sign of the orphanage and was stunned.

The name of the original warm orphanage has been changed and it has become a warm home.

Seeing this, Duan Liu smiled: "You gave me a home, and I gave them a home. You not only belong to me, you also belong to this world. I will pass on your love..."

The next moment, Duan Liu opened his eyes.

At the same time, she heard an angry reprimand: "You monk, why don't you listen to advice? Get down quickly! Get down! This is an ambulance, and you are not a family member, and you are not a hero... Get down..."

Then she saw the back of an embarrassed monk being chased away.

Looking at the back figure, doubts flashed in Duan Liu's eyes, could it be him? But... I don't know why, but seeing this scene, she smiled.