Squirrel wore a look of indifference. "As long as there's food …"
Fangzheng was rendered completely speechless by the little guy. Apart from eating, all he could think of was eating. Couldn't he think of anything else? From the looks of it, it was time for him to read some Buddhist scriptures.
The elder seemed to notice that Fangzheng and company were following behind her with nefarious intentions. She was a little flustered, and after entering the estate, she would turn her head from time to time.
The elder lived in an old estate. The houses in the estate had red brick walls, and there were no colors painted on the exterior. The old green wooden windows appeared especially narrow and dark. The estate was in ruins, and there weren't many people. Many of the windows were tattered, and from the looks of it, no one lived there.
The elder lived in Unit 101, Unit 6. After opening the door, the elder quickly locked it from the inside and looked outside warily.
Fangzheng and Red Boy exchanged looks. Red Boy said, "Master, don't you look a little too frightening? You even scared the elder. "
Fangzheng rolled his eyes. "You are a demon. Who knows, you might have frightened her."
"I'm a demon, but who can tell that they are a bunch of mortals? I'm very cute now. If we're talking about scaring people, you are definitely the scarier one, "said Red Boy.
Fangzheng looked at Red Boy who resembled a porcelain doll. From the looks of it, Fangzheng was the scarier one.
"Master, the elder has returned. Should we follow?" asked Squirrel.
Fangzheng said with a wry smile, "How are we to follow? Let's go and take a look around. "
Just as he said that, a cell phone rang. It was the elder's cell phone. The elder who had a look of wariness suddenly became extremely excited. Her hand that held the cell phone trembled as she happily returned to her room.
Fangzheng frowned slightly when he saw this. The elder had been staring at her cell phone nervously by the roadside, as though she was waiting for an important call. Now that there was a call, and she was so excited, it seemed like the call was very important to her. If it were any ordinary person, Fangzheng wouldn't have bothered, but the elder's merit pointed to Fangzheng. As her benefactor, Fangzheng could ignore it if he didn't know, but now that he knew, he had to investigate.
Fangzheng patted Red Boy on the head. Red Boy instantly understood and led Fangzheng to the door. He easily unlocked the door, and the few of them entered invisibly.
"Hey, it's me. Tell me … "The old man was very happy. He sat on the sofa and smiled like a flower. He was no longer as stiff and cold as he was outside.
"Okay … Okay …" The old man nodded, smiled, and cried.
The elder's hearing didn't seem particularly good. He had turned the volume on his cell phone especially loud, allowing Fangzheng to hear him clearly.
"Mom, you've already said it. Hurry up and transfer the money to me. I'm in urgent need of money. "It was a man on the other side of the phone.
"Okay, I'll call him for you," the old lady said.
"Alright, I'll tell you my bank account number. You have to be quick. Otherwise, if they get angry, I will go to jail. "The man then said a string of numbers.
The old lady took out her presbyopic glasses and held a pen with trembling hands. She wrote on the notebook seriously, stroke by stroke. Write a question: "You say it again, I'll answer it again."
The man said it again, and the old lady repeated it again and again as if she would never get impatient. Listening to the man's voice, she laughed very happily.
"Mom, I've already said it more than ten times. Haven't you memorized it? Can't we be more efficient at a time like this? "the man said impatiently.
"Alright, be more efficient. I'll read it to you again." With that said, the old lady recited the bank account number after number.
"Yes, that's it. The payee is Liu Zaixing. Remember, don't get it wrong." The man was somewhat happy, but he still exhorted.
"Alright, Liu Zaixing." The old lady chuckled and nodded.
"Alright, I'll stop. We'll talk when it's time to transfer the money," the man said.
The old lady immediately turned anxious when she heard that. She hurriedly said, "Ah? That's enough … No, Son, about that … "
"Mom, I'm very busy. I really don't have time to talk. Wasting time is wasting money. Sell the house as soon as possible and transfer the money to me. I'll be in a good mood after paying my debt. Only then will I be in the mood to chat, "the man said.
The old lady said, "Alright, alright. I'll listen to you. Son, don't hang up. Let's chat a little longer. "
"What's there to talk about? I'm going to work. I'm hanging up!" the man said impatiently.
The old lady cried out anxiously. "Son, don't hang up. I still want to hear you say a few words. Don't hang up …"
"Du — Du — Du —"
A busy tone sounded. The happy old lady's smile froze as she sat there dejectedly. She carefully charged her cell phone and placed it in front of her. She stared at it motionlessly and mumbled. "My son will call tomorrow. It'll be soon …"
Upon seeing this, Fangzheng's eyes turned red. He did not have parents, but he had a master. Zen Master One Finger was like a father and mother to him. He recalled the time when he was in school. His primary school was at the foot of the mountain, and he would run back every day. Zen Master One Finger would receive him at the foot of the mountain and bring him up the mountain to tell him stories. Later, when Fangzheng entered high school, he had to live on campus. Back then, phones were not that convenient. He had to use a phone card to call home from a public phone, but the phone bills were not cheap. Besides, One Finger Monastery did not have a phone to call outside. To answer the phone, Zen Master One Finger had to come down the mountain and borrow a phone from Wang Yougui's house.
Fangzheng also had to call Wang Yougui's house if he wanted to find Zen Master One Finger. Then, Wang Yougui would climb the mountain to find Zen Master One Finger. Zen Master One Finger would then come down to answer the phone.
Fangzheng typically called Zen Master One Finger on Saturdays or Sundays. In the beginning, it was indeed very troublesome. But later, Fangzheng realized that Zen Master One Finger would receive the call in a timely manner every time he called. Back then, Fangzheng believed it to be a coincidence, but from the looks of it, it was not a coincidence at all. Zen Master One Finger probably knew that Fangzheng would call him on those two days and had been waiting by the phone all this while!
With this in mind, Fangzheng's eyes turned moist. Squirrel hugged his tail and wiped his snot and tears …
Red Boy turned agape when Fangzheng pointed outside. The few of them left.
After leaving the house, they went to a corner with no one around.
Squirrel, who had been trying his best not to make a sound, opened his mouth wide!
"Wah …" Red Boy was the first to cry. His voice drowned out Squirrel's, scaring him so much that he sniffed his nose.
Fangzheng patted Red Boy and said, "Alright, stop crying."
"Master, can you not wipe your snot and tears on my hair?" Red Boy looked at Fangzheng with a look of grief and indignation.
Fangzheng raised his head in embarrassment and held his hands to his back. "Ahem … Alright!"
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