The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

"I know Dongliang Village. The mature men you see are the only ones left. Most of them go out to work. Look, there are more children than adults. This is a left-behind village, and the children are suffering. Parents also Not easy, hey ... "

"It is difficult for people in the village to go out to work. Without culture, they are all high-skilled laborers with less wages. They save money, save money, and don't have much money left."

"Well, give a love, reward."

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These conversational founders have all seen it, because Jing Yan took out her mobile phone and searched the live broadcast room for the first time. Sure enough, these people were very hot and hung directly on the homepage of the live broadcast website! See it at a glance.

After seeing these people's comments, Fang Zheng sighed. He thought he was miserable, but compared with these children, he was actually happy. Although no parents, but refers to a Zen master, people in the village, has kept him as their own children to look at, Founder from small to large, though naughty, beating no less, but also no less love. Life on the mountain is bitter, but not so hungry as this ...

"Donor, they are doing this, it's fine." Founder.

Jing Yan said: "Keep watching."

Founder nodded and said nothing.

At this moment, the camera was about to sweep over, the other party stopped immediately, then frowned, and winked at the other man.

Another man immediately came over and took out a cigarette and handed it to Founder and Jing Yan.

The Founder folded his hands and declared a Buddhist slogan: "Amitabha, the donor, the poor monk does not smoke, thank you."

Jing Yan shook her head.

The man withdrew the cigarette and said, "Brother, we need to end up. Can you do me a favor?"

Jing Yan frowned, and said, "You do your charity, what do we do?"

"You woman is boring. I'll talk to you about it. Will you let it go? We do charity, and you also do charity. Have n’t you finished your stuff? Hurry up and leave here. What? Have lunch? "I said fiercely at the man.

Jing Yan wasn't afraid at all. The young lady got angry and said, "I'm here for lunch. What do you want to do?"

What else did the man want to say, Founder grabbed Jing Yan and laughed: "Amitabha, this donor, since that's the case, we won't disturb you. Let's go ..."

"Mage, what are you doing? Are you still afraid of them? It's irritating me, I'm making me old ... I make them look good!" Jing Yan suddenly found Fangzhen so angry that she was angry. What about the courage to grab a wolf by hand? How to wither the wicked?

Fang Zheng grinned and said, "Women, what are you anxious for? See ..."

Jing Yan looked up, and saw the fierce man standing in place, with a smile on her face, and said with a smile: "The woman is beautiful, but unfortunately, she has a bad temper. The monk in the flower is quite knowledgeable, and runs without me. Counselling can also make a girl ... Monk is indeed a popular job. "

After speaking, the man turned as if he could not see Fang Zheng and Jing Yan.

The same is true of the remaining yellow hairs.

Jing Yan looked at Fang Zhengdao like a ghost: "Mage, what is ...?"

Founder laughed: "Amitabha, just some small tricks. Well, let's take a look quietly, the poor monk is also curious. These people are so suffocated, not like those who put down the butcher knife, how can they do good deeds? It ’s still doing good things with great fanfare ... Listen to them, it ’s not the first time that you ca n’t see any goodness on your body. ”

Founder said it was a small means, but Jing Yan looked alive, but thinking about yesterday's video, she was relieved, and sighed in her heart: "It seems that a reed crossing the river is real."

Jing Yan said: "This is the purpose of my visit. This group of people have come to Dongliang Village more than once and have done some things that people are angry with, but because there is no evidence, no one knows whether the rumor is true or false."

"So the donor came this time to investigate this?" Fang Zheng asked.

Jing Yan nodded, then took out her mobile phone, and recorded it on the spot, saying at the same time: "I hope the rumors are fake, otherwise ... these people should be killed!"

Founder was curious: "What rumors?"

Jing Yan shook her head: "Mr. Founder, do you remember what I said to you when I came? Enter the village and see for yourself. I think the answer will be announced soon."

Fang Zheng's face was inexplicable. What was it, so mysterious?

The yellow hairs over there, seeing those who are in the way left.

Continue live.

Especially the short man with yellow hair, his mouth is very slippery, and he speaks in a set of ways. The point is, as long as someone gives a reward, he immediately pays the money to the villagers, whether they want it or not! Followed by two people, holding money in their hands, constantly providing cash to the short man.

In this scene, where poverty is alleviated, it is clear that the local tyrants scattered their money.

The live room is also lively.

"Do you really make money?"

"Real money?"

"It should be like doing charity, point-to-point, person-to-person, direct money, simple and rude, no moth!"

"Yes, yes, that should be it!"

"No matter what, reward first!"

"Get off and go!"

"For love, for children, reward the rocket!"

...

Fang Zheng and Jing Yan looked at the content in the live broadcast, only feeling warm, there are still many people in the world. However, Jing Yan's face became more dignified, and Founder became more and more inexplicable, and said, "What is she worried about? So many people look at it. Real hair is in gold and silver, can there still be fake? No Menopause ... unfortunately, she is still so young, she will decline before she grows old. "

"Everyone is optimistic about how much to give and how much to give! Of course, we have to leave a little bit of labor for our brothers, not much, two hundred yuan, for food and gas, I don't think everyone would mind?" Huang Mao Road.

"Two hundred yuan? Not much."

"It's right, you can!"

"Two hundred is really not much. Five people are doing so for some money!"

"I really looked away. I thought these yellow hairs weren't fun. Now it looks like people can't look good."

...

At the same time as the people praised, the rewards flew up, and the yellow hairs also made money and quickly. However, the villagers who took the money did not have a smile on their faces, their brows were locked, and they did not know what they were thinking.

Huang Mao, regardless of whether it is an adult or a child, sends hair whenever he sees people, and many children have paid money. There are still people taking pictures all the way ...

The whole process lasted for an hour. Huang Mao, who was a tall man, turned off the phone and obviously the live broadcast was over.

Jing Yan's breathing also accelerated, apparently she was nervous.

Founder obviously felt that the atmosphere at the scene had suddenly changed. It was still a little bit of joy, but after the tall man closed the live broadcast, it suddenly dropped to the freezing point. The atmosphere was a bit depressed, and even the people who were under pressure were not comfortable breathing! Fang Zheng muttered, "What's going on? This feeling is too obvious ... It's never happened before."