Chapter 1448 If You Don't Leave, I Won't Give up (56)

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A natural intimacy of blood kinship arises spontaneously, and the back is somewhat similar to his father.

This time it should be grandpa!

"Excuse me, are you Master Juehui?"

Yang Zimei suppressed her excitement and stepped forward to ask.

The monk stood up from the futon, then turned back with the beads.

When he saw Yang Zimei, the Buddha beads in his hand fell to the ground, scattered all over the place, ding ding dong dong.

"Huihui-"

Monk Juehui shouted excitedly, with incredible surprise in his eyes.

To be able to call out my grandmother's baby name so emotionally, this time it's really my grandfather.

His face is somewhat similar to his father's, but he is even more handsome, even if he is bald and wearing a dark cassock, he can't hide his demeanor as an old handsome.

And his temperament is very quiet and indifferent, giving people a very comfortable feeling, like Qingdai in the distant mountains.

"grandfather--"

Yang Zimei called out this title naturally, "I'm not Zeng Hui, I'm Zeng Hui's granddaughter!"

Juehui's body froze slightly, her eyes locked on Yang Zimei's face, and finally she chuckled, "It turns out, it's just a dream in Yangzhou."

"How could it be a dream? Grandpa!"

Yang Zimei shouted excitedly, "I've been looking for you! Grandma has always had you in her heart!"

"Amitabha, the past is like smoke, please come back, please."

Juehui's expression became indifferent, as if he had truly escaped into the empty door and saw through the past and the past as an eminent monk.

If he hadn't seen him calling out his grandma's name excitedly just now, Yang Zimei would have thought that he had seen through the world and didn't remember the past.

"Grandpa, it doesn't matter if I go back. Don't you want to know about grandma's situation? Grandma disappeared because she was pregnant with your child. Do you know what she did for the child?"

Thinking of his irresponsibility and grandma's miserable life, Yang Zimei felt a little angry.

Juehui's brows moved slightly, and her hands made the movement of twisting the beads in the air, "The poor monk has escaped into the empty door, and everything is like a cloud of smoke."

"Yanyun? Could it be Yanyun? Isn't my eldest granddaughter standing in front of you? Do you dare to say that you can really forget your grandma?"

Yang Zimei sneered and said, "Grandpa, don't deceive yourself, you shaved your head, and when you enter the temple, you are an eminent monk who can see through the monks. In fact, you didn't see through at all."

Jue Hui's old face turned slightly red.

"Juehui, think what you think and love what you love, that is the real Zen. You have been involved in it for 40 years, but you have not been able to understand it. That is because you have been unable to let go and face it bravely. Leave with her. Bar!"

The young monk said before.

Juehui's expression shook again, she lowered her head in shame, and bent over to pick up the beads scattered on the ground.

Yang Zimei also squatted down, helped him pick up the beads, gathered them together, took out a red string from the storage ring, and helped him put it on.

Juehui has been watching, thinking back to the memory of more than 40 young people.

He still remembers the first time he saw that beautiful girl, sitting on the swing in a plain white dress, swinging carefree, as if all the beauty in the world was concentrated on her, which made him feel relaxed and emotional.

The two fell in love quietly, and lost their minds on a moonlit night. The two hugged and ate the forbidden fruit.

Afterwards, he was sent to Jiangzhou by his father for several months.

When I came back, I heard that she had disappeared.

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