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Chapter 52 The young boy leaves home and the boss returns

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    Wang Changsheng only stayed in Chang'an for one night, and he couldn't hold back his restless heart. For a person who has been away from home for too long, how can he not return home when his home is right in front of him?

    So, just after dinner the next morning, Wang Changsheng pulled Fu Jiu and said that he wanted to go home. Fu Jiu said that our brothers and sisters have not seen each other for a few years, and they would stay for another day to continue reminiscing about old times before returning. Wang Changsheng was silent for a long time.  Then he said: "There are not many times in my life when I can reunite with my family. I want to cherish it more."

    Fujiu sighed deeply and stopped trying to persuade him. He only said that he would come back if he had time after the new year. So the fleet of BMW 7 Series set off again. This time, there were two more cars than when they picked him up at the airport.  Wang Changsheng asked him why he was so high-profile.

    Fu Jiu asked someone to open a trunk, pointed at the things stuffed inside, and said: "They are all New Year's goods for my family. I know your conditions. You don't need to worry about this. I don't have to worry about it on weekdays."  I occasionally go to see your parents, and over time they will stop seeing me."

    Wang Changsheng said "Oh" without saying thank you. For him, everyone from master to uncle to senior brothers in Kunlun Temple is equivalent to his relatives in another sense. Saying those two words seems a bit awkward.  It's superfluous.

    On the way, Wang Changsheng and Fu Jiu asked about the situation at home. Fu Jiu told him that the two old people lived a very ordinary life. In fact, he could have taken them to Chang'an City to take care of them, but they were not willing. They always felt that  If you leave the village where you have lived all your life, you will feel very lost wherever you go. Yuwang Village is home, and there are two children floating outside. Sooner or later they will come back.

    More than forty minutes later, five 7-series vehicles entered Yuwang Village and drove to the door of a very ordinary farmhouse. No one in the village was surprised to see it. It has been around almost every other car for the past seven or eight years.  This kind of car will drive to Wang Baojiu's house in a month or two. It is said that their son, who is working out of town, asked someone to come over and take a look.

    Back then, when Wang Changsheng was picked up by his master, the villagers did not know the specific details. To the outside world, the Wang family said that the child was picked up by a distant relative and went to work elsewhere.

    After the car stopped, Wang Baojiu and Lin Yanghua were cleaning up in the yard. At first they thought it was Fu Jiu who came to visit again, so they quickly wiped their hands and walked over. When they saw Wang Changrong get out of the car first, they knew it was Fu Jiu.  The daughter went home for the holidays to celebrate the new year, but when a young man wearing a long robe came over, their eyes became moist almost instantly. Even after ten years, things have changed and Wang Changsheng is no longer the twelve-year-old.  Even though he was a young man aged 10 years, they could recognize that this was their son even from a distance.

    Wang Changsheng pursed his lips and felt a dryness in his throat. He pulled the hem of his robe and his legs immediately bent. He knelt on the ground with a "pop", put his hands on the ground and kowtowed, "Mom and Dad, I'm back"

    Wang Changsheng knelt down and kowtowed. Ten years away from home seemed to have bent his spine, and he could not straighten up for a long time.

    Wang Baojiu and Lin Yanghua walked over tremblingly, stepped forward and hugged Wang Changsheng, choking and saying, "Hey, I'm finally back."

    When Wang Changsheng left at the age of twelve, his master once told them that the child's blood connection was too shallow, and he would probably have to come back home less often.  Three times at most.

    Wang Baojiu and Lin Yanghua sighed deeply at the time, but they had no other choice. After all, it was better to come back less than to lose their children's lives.

    When the family was reunited at the door, Fujiu asked people to move the New Year's goods into the house. It was about three days before the New Year's Eve. The Wang family's life was ordinary, relying on the few acres of land at the foot of the mountain and supporting Wang Changrong's schooling.  , Fu Jiu was often taken care of when he was in Chang'an City, but the only thing was that he couldn't give him money.

    This is what Wang Changsheng and Fujiu¡¯s master told him.

    Wang Changsheng was helped up from the ground by Wang Baojiu. Fu Jiu said: "Come back and stay for a few days. You just need to know what you think. If you have anything to do, go to Chang'an and find me. I will be there year after year."

    "I understand, senior brother"

    After Fu Jiu left, the four members of the Wang family entered the house and sat on chairs chatting. Most of his parents asked him about how he had spent these years in the mountains. He usually called home when he occasionally went out for sightseeing.  But they always reported good news but not bad news, and never said what kind of life they were living.

    In the Kunlun Temple, Wang Changsheng's life was extremely boring, dull and monotonous. Within two years of his going to the Temple, the master left after saying a word. In the next two years, the junior uncle passed on the skills to the teacher and left after teaching.  , and then several senior brothers took turns in the temple.

    ??The iron-clad Kunlun Temple, the iron-clad Wang Changsheng, and all the brothers in Liushui.

    Every day Wang Changsheng rises upon hearing the rooster.?First clean the inside and outside of the temple, and then cook a pot of porridge. After eating, I took out a Taoist scripture from the scripture pavilion and sat in the yard. In the past few years, I was carving wood carvings in my spare time. I practiced Taoism in the afternoon and practiced the Taoist scriptures.  A mahogany sword.

    At sunset, after dinner, Wang Changsheng would sit in front of the Sanqing statue in the main hall of the temple to meditate, and he would sit there until almost midnight.

    It¡¯s been like this for ten years, every day.

    What you can hardly imagine is that in today's society, young people around the age of 20 are all surfing the Internet, drinking, playing games, shopping, or going to ivory towers for further studies. They are so ordinary that they can no longer live a normal life.  But it was not reflected at all in Wang Changsheng.

    Some people say that when the dust falls, they all return to the loess, and there is no past. The ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, I want to end my life like this. If there are ten thousand people who say this, but there are definitely nine thousand nine hundred and nine hundred and ninety-nine, they will never be able to do it.  of.

    Wang Changsheng's life, which is slightly better than that of an ascetic, is similar to accompanying the ancient Buddha with a green lantern. If you try it on a young and strong person, it is incredible that he can last for a year, let alone ten years.  Years long.

    But what Wang Changsheng, Wang Baojiu and Lin Yanghua said was that I have always been fine.

    The family sat until dusk, while Lin Yanghua was cooking. Wang Baojiu took out a few bottles of wine from the cabinet. It was a very ordinary wine, the shochu sold in a small shop in the village. It has a high alcohol content and can burn the wine from the throat to the throat after one sip.  Then the stomach burned for half a day.

    There was a lot of food in the evening, and the table was full. Wang Changsheng only glanced at it and looked away from the corners of his moist eyes. Every dish was what he was most willing to eat before leaving home.

    Wang Changrong sighed nonchalantly and said, "I'm jealous, Dad, Mom, you're a little too much."

    Wang Changsheng rubbed her head and said softly: "Come back often in the future. You will have to make up for my filial piety, so that your unfilial brother can have less regrets" (Remember this site)  Website: www.hlnovel.com
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