Chapter 1217

Everyone said——

"Yu'an, Miss Su is very kind to you. You are really lucky."

"Cherish Miss Su. The good days are still ahead."

Chen Yu'an always scoffs.

He was just a dog she kept. When he was happy, he picked it up and coaxed it. When he was unhappy, he hung it aside. He only saw possessiveness in the bottom of her eyes, without a moment of love.

Love is based on mutual respect.

She deprived him of his freedom. Despite his refusal, she forcibly broke into his life and declared to everyone that he was her property without giving him any respect.

She raised him just to make herself happy. It has nothing to do with him.

The longer he spent together, the stronger Su Jiner's possessive desire for him.

She will make people throw away all the letters and gifts given to him by female fans, know all his itinerary and attend all his parties.

It turns out that keeping a dog is also addictive.

………

The only time he escaped Su Jiner's control was when the person in power of the Su family was temporarily ill. Su Jiner had to go back and stay in front of the hospital bed.

Under the pretext of guest starring in a variety show, he went to a nearby program group with his backpack on his back.

It only took two days to record the program, but he told Su Jiner that the program team asked him to behave for five days.

For the three days he stole, he wandered around near Jiangcheng, wearing a mask and carrying a black travel bag, like a wandering tourist.

In that year's Fanjing temple, incense was still very strong, and there was an endless stream of pilgrims.

Chen Yu'an pushed open the ancient gate of the temple with peach blossoms all over the mountains.

Pilgrims burn incense devoutly, monks have merciful eyebrows and eyes, and the years are quiet.

Until he stood under the eaves, a drop of water fell from the sky and fell to the tip of his nose.

it's raining?

He frowned and looked up, but he was facing his mouth.

A drooling mouth.

Half of the little monk was lying under the eaves, sleeping, unaware of his dangerous situation.

He sucked his nose, reached out and wiped the saliva from the tip of his nose, frowning.

Bad luck.

He shook his head and was about to turn away, but a dark shadow flashed over his head, and an unknown object accurately attacked his face.

He took a step back and instinctively extended his hand.

The little monk fell into his arms with a plop.

The little monk is not very old. He is about three or four years old. He has a big bald head, glittering saliva on the corners of his mouth. His small mouth is slightly open, and he is still sleeping. It is a sign that he hasn't woke up yet.

Just as Chen Yu'an wanted to throw people to the ground, there was a "Amitabha" behind him.

He looked back and saw the abbot of the temple.

"Benefactor, I have a fate with my little seven. The fate has ended. If I have no place to go, I can stay in the temple for a few days“

Chen Yu'an lowered his eyes and flashed sarcasm at the bottom of his eyes.

Has he been so miserable? All the monks who met him could see that he was homeless and had nowhere to go.

"Thank you, master."

He saluted.

………

That night, Chen Yu'an saw the little monk whose saliva dripped on his face again.

When she is awake, she is more like a fragrant milk peach. Her small face is full and juicy, and her black eyes are moving.

"Little peach" came up to him, fiercely pulled his clothes and gave him a heavy sweet breath on his face:

"Amitabha, benefactor, you are a good man."

Send him a good man card as soon as you meet.

Later, he knew that little peach stole the old plum wine made by his senior brother and drank it on the roof. He couldn't resist being drunk and fell asleep.

This is the dangerous scene on the roof.

He touched the face kissed by the little peach, stared at his fingertips, and was slightly distracted.

Sure enough, I was still a child. When my relatives were young, they all had a smell of milk.

The little peach is called little seven.

When Xiao Qi talks, he occasionally looks like a little adult:

"Master said, we are destined. In the next few days, we will give you to me."

He had nothing to do in the daytime and was idle, so he simply followed her.

Who knows, on the first morning, she pulled him to the ground to plant rice seedlings and looked at him innocently:

"Grandpa Li has a bad waist. Amitabha, benefactor, you are a good man."

Um.

He is a good man.

A good man card, so that the entertainment rookies planted seedlings all afternoon.

the second day.

"Grandma Zhang went out and forgot to feed the pigs. Amitabha, benefactor, you are a good man."

on the third day.

"Uncle Wang has twisted his foot and can't pick dung. Amitabha, benefactor, you are a good man..."

Chen Yu'an chuckled.

Fuck you, good man.

He even suspected that the abbot kept him to "accumulate virtue and do good" for free.

That night, Grandpa Li caught a chicken, grandma Zhang took a bag of eggs, Uncle Wang carried half a bag of rice, all enthusiastically stuffed it into his hands, but couldn't stop it.

The little peach essence is obviously deeply loved by the elders. Grandpa and grandma are "good grandchildren" one by one. They want to take people home. Uncle Wang also touched her head with a smile.

Don't forget to look back at him.

"Big brother, I have a daughter-in-law. No, let me introduce you to one, shuilingling?"

Chen Yu'an experienced such a warm and simple folk custom for the first time.

The people here do the dirtiest and most tiring work, wear old clothes, speak with a strong accent, which is very different from those who wear suits and ties in the city.

In just a few days, he came to a completely different world.

He looked at the pink peach blossoms all over the mountains and suddenly felt——

Tao Yuanming's peach blossom garden may really exist.

He doesn't have to rush to the trip that can never be completed, he doesn't have to worry that the magazine sales can't meet the company's expectations, he no longer lives around indifferent neighbors who don't know in high-rise buildings, cooking smoke rises in the kitchen, and there is laughter.

Such a day doesn't seem too bad.

So when he saw Su Jiner again in the temple, he instinctively felt a sense of rejection.

Su Jiner looked at him and the child in his arms from a distance.

Xiao Qi chewed white rice, vaguely:

"Seems to be looking for you."

As he spoke, a grain of rice fell on his sleeve.

Chen Yu'an sighed helplessly. As soon as she reached out, she took a step faster than him, picked up the rice and stuffed it into her mouth.

"The Buddha said, you can't waste food."

Chen Yuan: "the Buddha also said that eating dirty things is easy to hurt your stomach."

Su Jiner looked at the interaction between them and stood in place, slightly distracted.

It turns out that he has such an emotional side

Unfortunately, in front of her, he will always turn around and leave her a cold figure.

She looked down at the little monk in his arms. She didn't want to admit it, but she had to admit that she was envious of the little boy in front of her.

……

Chen Yu'an finally followed Su jin'er.

The days in Taohuayuan are addictive, but people always have to return to reality.