daily life of buddhism

Shanlin City.Repulse Bay Villa Area.

Erhuang stayed in the master's room, feeling that the smell belonging to the master gradually faded with the passage of time, and let out a dispirited "meow".

Just as Ao Jingfan guessed, the people from the Ninth Division held up the banners of "emergency" and "national recruitment" and explained to An Jingwei about the sudden disappearance of his son. It was a new type of fraud, and the certificates handed over were also some high-quality imitations. It was only after contacting an acquaintance in the city's Public Security Bureau to confirm the situation that he was forced to be fooled.

But my son knows it well. It would be a bit ridiculous to say that An Yiyuan has a talent that attracts the attention of the country, but the facts are all there. An Jingwei can only reluctantly believe that his son has suddenly opened up the second vein of Ren and Du... ...The positions of these two veins are not harmonious, let's replace it with a gene lock - the fact that opening a gene lock becomes a rare talent.

According to people from Guoan, An Yiyuan has been absorbed into the organization for a while, and has always been able to coordinate the relationship between work and life.Because he joined the confidential department, even his relatives could not know the specific situation. An Yiyuan's plan was always hidden from the truth. He didn't expect this mission to come suddenly, and it was too late to say hello, so they came to inform An Jingwei, who is his father. .

"........."

The old father showed a bitter smile.

Alas, what can I do if my son doesn't kiss him?

So Yiyuan failed this semester because he was distracted from work.

After signing the confidentiality agreement, the atmosphere in the room changed.

The people from the Ninth Office left, leaving a small bag of spiritual fruit as a courtesy to visit colleagues and elders—the kind that explained the amount of food in person. When An Jingwei thought and asked An Yiyuan when he could come back, the other party said two to three months Looking at the hesitant look at that time, he sighed melancholy.

My son is really a debt collector. Isn't it good to be a rich second generation? Why make big news so quietly?

Mr. An took out a fruit from the bag, peeled it and ate it, Huo De's eyes widened.

Such a taste...

Wouldn't it be a special offer? !

The next day, Mr. An found that his complexion had improved. While confirming the extraordinary origin of the fruit, he felt an unspeakable panic in his heart: the treatment is so good, how do you feel that it is compensation for the families of the martyrs? !

"Mi~"

An Jingwei turned his head and saw the puppet cat raised by his son, walking over.

As if seeing his uneasiness, this beautiful big white cat rubbed against his feet, its warm velvet body brushed against the skin of the ankles that were not wrapped in cotton pants, making one fully feel the softness of the fur.Bubumiao looked up at him, her bright blue eyes filled with tenderness...

As if shot through the heart by Cupid's arrow, An Shishoveler Jingwei officially took office.

Mr. An found out that his son's cat...

They are all heroes of cats.

Although the breeds vary, the IQs are all in the upper reaches of the race.

This is the conclusion drawn after watching the lives of the cats for a long time - even if I have been mentally prepared, I feel that Bobu is so considerate and other cats will not be worse, but after seeing Erhuang watching animations, Daju playing During the game, An Jingwei was still beyond shock.

...Especially after discovering that Daju has become an existence similar to "natural disaster" and "force majeure" in the game.

There is a good saying: across the Internet, you can't even be sure that the other party is a person.

What if it was a cat?

Cat slave: Come and ravage me, master!

cross out.

As for Qiuqiu, I didn't see anything. It behaved basically the same as other hamsters. It either ate or drank or exercised and slept. Its life was monotonous and regular.

From the first day to the fifth day of the new year, it is certain to run away from relatives. The newly appointed excrement shovel officer arranged all the four primary schools, and then Shi Shiran went out. When asked about An Yiyuan's whereabouts, he just complained and sighed with anger and pride After a few words, he gave a mysterious smile in an inexplicable manner, expressing that he would let that brat talk about it himself when we meet next time, which whetted the appetite of relatives and friends, and sat on the Diaoyutai leisurely and leisurely.

As long as you don't sacrifice...

bah bah bah.

Anyway, wait for An Yiyuan to come back and figure out a reason for himself, he is old and can't control his son anymore.

Very much like a father, he cheated his son with peace of mind, and An Jingwei stayed around for five days, excused that he was busy with the company, and went back to the villa.

In hindsight, Zhao Yang, who was arrested for smuggling Siberian tigers, was also very suspicious. He couldn't be a foreign spy, right?

And that tiger...

What about smuggling, it is clearly very happily pawing in the swimming pool.

Guoan is really too mysterious.

Mr. An shook his head, stopped thinking about these fruitless things, and focused on helping his son raise pets.

This so-called seeing a favor and thinking about others is also true.

On the seventh day of the lunar new year, An Jingwei had to go to work, and when he got busy, he stayed at the company all day, so he didn't have time to feed the cat.Mr. An originally planned to hire a nanny, but found that it was completely superfluous—Bub and others are fully capable of taking care of themselves, with the automatic feeding machine and automatic water dispenser in place, all he needs to do is clean up the cat litter regularly.

Emmmm.

Suddenly I don't know why I took the job of the machine before.

The new life style was fixed, Mr. An routinely missed his son every day, and the fourth little one missed his master every day. Erhuang was listless and couldn't eat. Although his appetite was affected, he still gained two catties.

Bubu licked its forehead affectionately: "When the master comes back, you will lose weight."

Erhuang gave a weak "meow", so he must come back first.

In all fairness, Erhuang hasn't been separated from his master for so long since he was taken away, and he is quite uncomfortable psychologically. If it wasn't for Bubu who often comforted and accompanied him, he would have been depressed.

The big white cat cages the orange kitten in its arms and licks its fur lovingly. This scene will undoubtedly touch people's hearts, and think of a series of warm words such as maternal love. The words of a middle-aged man seem to be a little disharmonious...

The style of painting is a little strange.

When An Yiyuan came back, he saw such a scene.

Yes, as a heartless Buddhist youth to some extent, his first reaction was not to miss emotional things such as moving, but to feel that his father seemed a bit redundant among the cats...

This is my own son.

Pit father.

It's the same as the father who cheated his son.

The father and son, who were hurting each other in the distance in their hearts, didn't know what the other was thinking/did. An Yiyuan quickly calmed down and caught the orange cat who first spotted him and threw him into his arms.

Erhuang excitedly said: "Meow meow!!"

An Yiyuan: "Yeah, I miss you too."

Bubu jumped up from the bed, spanned a length that ordinary cats could not reach, landed on the owner's shoulder, and rubbed his head against the side of the owner's face.

Daju... Daju gave a "meow" in meaning, but it was still a good read.

It is estimated that it will never learn the real cat meow in this life.

Compared with the three cats, the squeak of the hamster is really small, but fortunately, it is penetrating and easy to attract attention.

"dad."

An Jingwei looked at his son who was deeply in love, his lips trembled, and in the end he just stepped forward to give his son a restrained hug, and then moved away a little, saying: "It's good to come back."

"..." An Yiyuan, "I'm back."

The Buddhist youth couldn't help wondering what the people from the Ninth Division had done, whether they used some gestures to imply that they might die for the country.

As if a warm and provocative BGM was playing, the bedroom was filled with the atmosphere of a family movie. An Jingwei stared at his son's body and looked up and down, as if he wanted to find the injured part of his body that was hidden under the clothes. The clothes were too thick and tight, but failed, and turned to observe his face.

It wasn't as pale as imagined, but...more ruddy?

Someone Moisturized by XX: Smile.jpg

It is really easy to speculate on the development of young people who are full of blood after first tasting the forbidden fruit.

Anyway, An Yiyuan and Ao Jingfan really came up after spending a "honeymoon" at the bottom of the sea.

It has been nearly two months since New Year's Eve.

Although he doesn't have a deep relationship with his father, he still feels a little embarrassed when he thinks about what he is doing. An Yiyuan implicitly looked at his father who must have been terrified for him these days, and suddenly found something, "... Dad, why is your hair so dark?"

It is difficult to start a business and maintain a business. Half of An Jingwei’s hair has turned white this year. He has no intention of dyeing it black. The set of supplementary nutrition.

Because of this, this is the Buddhist youth who saw his father's transformation will be surprised.

What about worries?

Not only did her hair turn black, but her complexion also seemed to improve...

It is simply a powerful interpretation of "I will live better without you".

The villain in An Yiyuan covered his heart in self-pity and began to perform.

An Jingwei didn't mean to get his son, and said: "These are all fruits sent by your colleagues. I think they are special offerings. Usually, only the chief can eat...The gift is so expensive, you must thank them later , cooperate well and work well.”

Spirit fruit is correct.

An Yiyuan understood.

When he was in Songjia Village, he directly opened the courier and distributed the Chaolu fruit to his cousin and the others, but he didn't think about passing it home because it was easy to reveal his secrets.

Grandma is an old man who grew up in the countryside and didn't have much knowledge in her life. Although my cousin is knowledgeable, she is only a junior high school teacher and is not a big figure in society. The same is true for uncle and aunt, who are just ordinary wealthy but powerless businessmen...

Even if they think Chao Luguo is miraculous, they won't think too much about it, or even if they think about it, they will think that it's something rare and weird for them, and this is the real delicacy enjoyed by the upper class.

But the parents are different.

If An Yiyuan fools his parents with the same way he fooled his cousin, he will be exposed on the spot, okay?

This is the difference in vision, looking at the sky.

Most of the things he can come into contact with in the world of comprehension and are good for mortals who can't cultivate, there are some extraordinary things. As long as parents are careful, they can detect something wrong. Most of them asked for barter, but An Yiyuan...

He is so poor that all he has left is money.

Sad.

However, going down to the Dragon Palace this time, I found some spring water in Da Qi's treasury to improve my physique.

The kind that works quietly.

An Yiyuan decided to wait for his mother to come back before using it with the two elders, and by the way, grandma and the others...

But now the focus is not on those.

The expression of the Buddhist youth turned serious, and said, "Father, I have something to tell you."

Why don't you call me Dad?

And this expression...

An Jingwei straightened her back involuntarily, and saw her son walk out of the bedroom, and soon came back with another person by the hand.

"Father, this is your daughter-in-law, Ao Jingfan."

"........."

Lie Que Thunderbolt!Qiu Luan collapsed!My son has a girlfriend after a long life! !

An Jingwei's face was like a circuit that had been in disrepair for a long time, suddenly short-circuited, and after a burst of intense electric current, it fell silent.

Short name: wooden.

Ao Jingfan, who specially changed into winter clothes that fit the aesthetics of modern people, looked at himself subconsciously, looking a little dazed, "What's wrong?"

No matter how you look at it, An Jingwei is too small to be worth mentioning in the eyes of this big brother in the cultivation world, but he is An Yiyuan's father, so his happiness and anger can also slightly affect Ao Jingfan's heart mood.

An Yiyuan naturally understood in his heart, he squeezed the other person's hand in his hand, looked at the handsome Da Qi in a black woolen coat without concealing his appreciation, and said firmly: "He sees Silly."

Ao Jingfan: "Huh?"

An Yiyuan's tone and demeanor were extremely natural: "You are so pretty."

Boob looked sideways.

Erhuang judged that this should be a lie.

however--

Ao Jingfan nodded and believed without hesitation: "So that's the case."

An Jingwei: "..."

There are such brazen people in the world!

And such a person turned out to be his son and his prospective daughter-in-law...

Mr. An, the single dog who was fed a mouthful of dog food by surprise, felt an unspeakable grief and indignation.

An Jingwei looked at Ao Jingfan.

In Journey to the West, there is a little white dragon Ao Lie, the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea. Besides, this surname is hardly seen in real life. An Jingwei wondered if this is really a dragon, and then put this whimsical idea thrown into the corner.The reason for having this thought in an instant is because Ao Jingfan's appearance and temperament are too outstanding.

... Miao Miao feels that her son is not good enough.

Ao Jingfan was dressed in black, and the well-fitting clothes set off his slender and tall figure, and also made his skin whiter. This whiteness is not as warm as jade, nor as cold as ice, nor is it pale without blood. With a bit hazy and mysterious, it is a kind of reservedness far away from the world, which is indescribable but very attractive.

The facial features are exquisite in the classical oriental style, graceful like porcelain, but yet heroic, the eyes are extremely black, like black pearls in white water, if you look at each other for a long time, you will feel heart-palpitating.

As if looking directly at the holy face.

In ancient times, this was a major crime of beheading.

An Jingwei was stunned for a while, then put his wild thoughts to the back of his mind, and put on a businessman's usual friendly face, "Xiao Ao, sit down, don't be restrained."

An Yiyuan: "Pfft."

Xiao Ao: "..."

There will always be some inconveniences if there is no mistress at home. For example, it is difficult for An Jingwei to dig out Ao Jingfan's [-]th generation ancestors by nagging at home at this time, so he must maintain a mature and stable image as a man , I was very depressed, and I was very tired from inquiring.

Mrs. An, who has matured into a man, soon discovered that Ao Jingfan was really not thick-skinned, he was just naturally stupid, so he judged that this man who looked so good should have been cheated by his own brat, so he paid more attention to his image, and must Let it feel the warmth of spring breeze.

There are many questions that are common to human beings, and Ao Jingfan can't answer them. At this time, he will pull out the panacea strategy formulated by An Yiyuan for him——

"This is classified information and cannot be disclosed."

Anyway, no matter how fancy you refuse, that's what it means.

Bubu and Erhuang lay side by side in the arms of the owner, one cat occupying one hand, enjoying the long-absent hair-plucking service—Mr. An's massage skills are not very good, Bubu looked at Ao Jingfan for a long time, and gave a look To the master, "Is this Xiao Qi?"

Seeing the fire like seeing the fire.Know everything.

An Yiyuan gave it a positive look, and praised: "Boob is awesome!"

"Mi~"

Boob narrowed his eyes, proud face.

The conversation ended under the atmosphere of hello, me, everyone, and the next thing is to eat. As for the Chinese, the relationship is basically completed at the dinner table.

An Jingwei found a gap, pulled his son away alone, looked around before lowering his voice, "Xiao Qi told me earlier that the one you like is his uncle Jing Fan—"

An Yiyuan: "..."

Yes, my seven.

"It's probably because the child can't figure it out, it doesn't matter," An Jingwei said, "Tell me honestly, what is the relationship between Xiaoqi and Ao Jingfan, are they father and son?"

Emmmmm.

In fact, Ao Jingfan could hear: "..."

This is so embarrassing.

Thinking of how I showed An Jingwei a photo of Jing Fan and An Yiyuan when I was Xiaoqi before, and that I and Jing Fan looked exactly the same... Ao Jingfan decisively pretended that he didn't hear anything, and threw the question to An Yiyuan with peace of mind source.Well, someone will figure it out anyway.

"Yes." At this time, it would be easy to make up a story that Ao Jingfan and Xiao Qi are not biological father and son, but An Yiyuan didn't bother to complicate things, and said directly, "Anyway, your son will recognize him, It's either him or the bachelor."

An Yiyuan patted his father's shoulder, and said with deep pain: "I can't make you grandchildren, you... If you really want to have one yourself?"

An Jingwei: "...What stupid things!"

An Yiyuan looked at his father sympathetically, as if he was looking at an eunuch, showed a tolerant smile, nodded slightly understandingly, and went to join Da Qi.

Someone who was slow to react: "..."

Unfilial son! !

An Jingwei almost got a stomach ulcer after eating this meal.

Ao Jingfan's dining etiquette... Although it doesn't conform to the modern atmosphere and I can't find any records, but there is no place in that behavior that does not look ancient and noble, as if he came out of everyone's famous paintings. As if going against the flow of time, through the cycle of light and shadow, I saw the style of the whole era, and I had to fall in love with it.

While drinking the soup, An Jingwei's spoon touched the bowl and made a soft sound, Ao Jingfan raised his dark eyes to look lightly, An Jingwei suddenly had the urge to kneel down and repent.

It's really embarrassing.

Although Ao Jingfan didn't mean that, An Jingwei always felt that the other party was telling him with his strength that he was not worthy to be at the same table with the other party.

How can there be a reason for the king and the people to be at the same table?

An Jingwei, who was traumatized, looked at his son.

An Yiyuan's performance was as expected, that is, ordinary etiquette, not outstanding at all, and he could only say that he did nothing wrong, but at this time... for some reason, the movements were still those movements, but with a more casual and free-spirited flavor, and Although it is casual, there is a special rhythm between the movements, as if every unintentional movement can be precisely pressed on a certain beat, and finally synthesized into a movement of the level of mountains and rivers——

... I am afraid that I am not bewitched.

An Jingwei was restless.

Realizing that his father was uncomfortable, An Yiyuan made him a scallop vermicelli, like a good husband trying to adjust the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, he said softly and pleasantly: "He is not like this usually, it's because he was too nervous when he came home for the first time. Don’t worry about being so formal, Dad.”

An Jingwei: "..."

He really wanted to drop his chopsticks: this meal is too much to eat!

However, this is just imagination.

In fact, An Jingwei forced a smile, was inexplicably cowardly, and used the courage and experience brought by fighting in the mall to accompany this tasteless meal, and didn't even notice the garlic cloves that usually didn't move when he accidentally ate it.

In fact, I can't blame my dad entirely.

An Yiyuan thought tolerantly: the garlic cloves in the sizzling frog are too much like a frog leg.

night.

An Jingwei, who was physically and mentally exhausted, went to bed early, An Yiyuan closed the bedroom door, added buffs such as the soundproof spell, and then showed a big smile to the four little ones: "I'm back!"

"Welcome back!"

"Welcome back meow!"

……

After a series of daily greetings, the four little ones all came to his side, including Qiuqiu, who was skilled at escape and escaped from the cage.

Since the master showed that there was no need to hide it, the spiritual pets were not afraid to show their specialness. Daju shaved his paws, and the intuition cultivated in the wilderness sounded the alarm in his mind. It looked at Ao Jing Fan couldn't wait to ask: "Who is he?"

"Did only Bubu see it?" An Yiyuan showed a kind smile, "He is Xiaoqi."

"Meow meow meow???"

Erhuang's face was full of confusion, and in his field of vision, the scheming seven who had grown in size and successfully ascended to become another male master stretched out his paws towards it, "Meow——"

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Erhuang: Meow, Police Officer Qin?Someone abused the cat meow!