MTL - The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism-Chapter 1419 Homeless

"Have you been so bad at others?" Chang Le stared at Fang Zheng in surprise.

Founder thought for a while and thought, "Yeah."

"When?" Changle asked subconsciously.

Founder thought for a while and thought, "At that time, the poor monk seemed to be more than one year old."

Chang Le froze for a moment, then shook his head and said, "More than one year old is a child, his hands and feet are unstable, and he is curious and normal."

Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Yeah, at that time, the body was not well developed, so everything was normal. When the father can tolerate, but when the father is old, the body is sick, and it is not coordinated. Is it abnormal? "

When Chang Le heard it, he suddenly looked at the Founder.

I saw a flash of light in Founder's eyes, Chang Le only felt a blur in the world before him, and then the world in front of him changed ...

Chang Le stared at the door in front of him suddenly, dumbfounded, constantly rubbing his eyes and looking around.

This is an old corridor, the handrails of the staircase and the door of the room are all of the 1980s and 1990s. A blessing was affixed to the door, with couplets on both sides of the blessing.

Looking at this scene, Changle was so familiar and exclaimed: "This ... this is my home when I was a kid? I almost forget what it looks like! But how did I get back here? Reborn?"

Unfortunately, no one answered Chang Le's question.

Just then, an innocent child came downstairs: "Daddy, what did you buy?"

"My noodles bought by my father." A familiar man's voice sounded, his voice was full of magnetism, and his warmth was warm!

At that moment, Chang Le's eyes turned red. He heard it. That was his father's voice!

"Dad, what did you buy?" The child asked again.

"My dad bought noodles and went home. Will my dad eat Lele dumplings?" Said the man with a smile.

"Okay, Lele wants to eat dumplings!" The little boy cried excitedly.

"Okay, let Lele eat big dumplings, let Lele eat them," the man said.

At the same time, the two had appeared in front of Chang Le. A man in an old-fashioned vest was carrying a little boy over two years old, and slowly walked upstairs with a small bag in his hand.

Seeing the two people here, Changle recognized them as soon as he and his father, Chang Jianghe!

"Dad ..." Changle called subconsciously.

Unfortunately, Chang Jianghe didn't seem to see him or hear him. So Changle, who was a kid, came to Changle and was ready to open the door.

Seeing this, Chang Le subconsciously reached out and grabbed. As a result, his hand passed through Chang Jianghe's body.

Chang Le sounds like ...

"Dad, what's on the door?" Xiao Changle asked.

"This is the word blessing, the word blessing, for our family. Blessed with it, Lele can grow up happily every day." Changjiang River.

Xiao Changle said: "Blessing ... Dad, shall we take the blessing home?"

"Lele, this is a hanging door, you can't bring it into the house." Chang Jianghe replied patiently while opening the door with one hand.

After entering the house, Chang Jianghe put Lele on the ground and said, "Dad goes to make dumplings. Will Lele play for a while?"

"Not good." Xiao Changle quickly shook his head and grabbed Chang Jianghe's trouser legs.

"Na Lele went to the kitchen with his father to see if he could cook for you?" Chang Jianghe asked.

"OK." Xiao Changle said happily.

After entering the kitchen, Xiao Changle looked up and asked, "Dad, what are you doing?"

Chang Jianghe laughed: "Dad is cutting vegetable stuffing."

Xiao Changle: "Why?"

Chang Jianghe chopped the cabbage and explained it to Xiao Changle. He was busy, but never left Xiao Changle aside. As if facing Xiao Changle, he has infinite patience.

time to eat……

"Daddy, Lele wants to eat dumplings." Xiao Changle cried, staring at Jin Chancan's eggs.

Chang Jianghe laughed: "Okay, Lele eats dumplings. All of them are for Lele, who is strong and has a good body."

"Dumplings are delicious! Delicious! Dumplings! Lele still has to eat." Xiao Changle cried with a bite.

"Okay, let Lele eat ..."

"Dad, are the eggs laid by the chickens?"

"Yeah, the old hen is the kind of old hen ..."

"Giggle ... can Lele play?"

"When Lele grows up, it will work."

"Nara will grow up soon ..."

Snapped!

"Wow ..." Xiao Changle was so happy that he swept the bowl on the table to the ground and shattered it. He suddenly started to cry.

Chang Jianghe quickly hugged Xiao Changle in his arms and laughed: "Okay, Lele doesn't cry, just the bowl is broken. When Lele grows up, he won't break the bowl ... Lele sits Do n’t move, Dad cleans the bowl, okay? ”

"Okay ..." Xiao Changle didn't cry when he heard Chang Jianghe say this, but he still watched poorly as Chang Jianghe cleaned up the broken bowl on the ground, and the two dumplings dropped on the ground were collected. Chang Jianghe took it to the kitchen, washed it, and poured it into his own bowl. Then I put a clean dumpling in a small plate and handed it to Lele.

Chang Le stood watching, his eyes were red and murmured, "I remembered, at that time the bowls at home were broken by me ... but my father never scolded me. And, dumplings, my most I love to eat dumplings made by my dad. Whenever I have time, my dad will make dumplings for free ... "

"Dad, the dumplings are delicious."

"Well, it's delicious."

"Dad, the skin of dumplings looks good, look ..."

"Well, it looks good."

"Dad, the dumpling soup is delicious."

"Then drink more."

"Dad, there is meat in the dumplings! Look!"

"What a big meat, Lele eats quickly ..."

...

Listening to the conversation between father and son, looking at the father who tirelessly answered his questions, Chang Le cried and covered his face and cried, saying, "Dad, I'm sorry, I'm not human ... I'm wrong ..."

"Amitabha, the donor, it's getting late, let's go home early." Just then, a Buddhist horn sounded.

Chang Le froze, and then he remembered that he shouldn't be here, he should be chatting with a monk in the park seat!

In the blink of an eye, Chang Le suddenly noticed that he was still sitting in a chair, and a monk in a ragged suit was smiling at him.

"This ... I ... Master, I just ..." Changle didn't know what to say.

Founder smiled: "Donor, go home early."

"Well ... I'll go home first. Master, why don't you go home?" Chang Le asked.

Founder smiled bitterly: "The poor monk is temporarily homeless ..."

"It's better to go to my house? There is still a place in my house, how about it?" Changle asked.

Fang is really hungry, not to mention that he also put away the gift, so he nodded.

Chang Le swept away the haze just now, got up happily, and led the Founder towards their home.