¡°Don¡¯t be ridiculous, he owns the thousand-year-old temple covering an area of ??more than 500 acres, and it is also the most famous tourist attraction in the area. The tourist tickets alone are not worth 30 billion yen every year.
Ito Haocheng brought the topic to the right path and asked curiously: "Brother, how did you know that place and happened to save me?"
Hearing this, Ito Nagayao smiled slightly and said "Amitabha" softly, "I didn't save you, the person who saved you was Mr. Hua."
Hua Qiancheng?
Hearing this name, Ito Haocheng was stunned for a second, and then recalled many unpleasant memories from the past in his heart.
He and Hua Qiancheng, the duplicitous villain, have always disliked each other. They have been secretly targeting each other since childhood. How could he save himself?
"Okay, don't think so much. You just woke up, so drink this medicine while it's hot."
As he spoke, he handed over a bowl of pitch-black concoction, and the air was filled with the bitter smell of coptis. Ito Haocheng couldn't help but frowned just by smelling it, and said in disgust. :
"How much coptis did you put in it?"
Standing in front of him, Ito Nagayao curled his lips and smiled, his white teeth dazzling. There was always a hint of schadenfreude in his answer, "Good medicine tastes bitter."
Even his three-year-old niece Fang Ying laughed at him, "Uncle, are you afraid of taking bitter medicine? It's so embarrassing. I drank a bowl last time."
Her innocent words and her clear, innocent round eyes are like twinkling stars, making your heart melt.
Although Ito Haocheng rarely returns to Japan, he likes his sweet and well-behaved little niece very much, and his eyes are always a little softer when he looks at her.
"As he spoke, he stretched out his cold but well-jointed fingers, touched his little niece's head lovingly, and answered her in a gentle voice: "Yes, my little uncle is afraid of taking bitter medicine."
A bitter smile appeared on the fair and handsome face, "Yes, my little uncle's life has been too bitter, and he needs to eat something sweet to keep himself going."
The little guy suddenly put his hand into his pocket and fumbled around, with a white and funny expression on his face.
Finally, she took out a lollipop from her pocket and handed it to him with a milky voice.
"Little uncle, if you are afraid of pain, then eat a candy. Every time I take medicine, if it is bitter, I will eat a candy and it will be much better."
In the palm of her white and tender hand, there is a candy with colorful wrapping paper. It looks like a very sweet strawberry candy.
He reached out to take the candy, peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth. He closed his eyes and carefully savored the sweetness between his lips and teeth. "Thank you, Xiaoying. My uncle feels much better."
Ito Nagayao raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, "Is it worth it for you to be in such a miserable state for a woman?"
Ito Haocheng slowly opened his eyes, his narrow and deep phoenix eyes staring at the drizzle outside the window, "tick tock" falling on the balcony with a crisp voice.
"Emotions are such a wonderful thing. There is no question of whether they are worth it or not, only whether they are willing or not."
"I only know that she is the most important person in my life. I can't bear to see her unhappy at all. When I see her crying, my heart becomes uncomfortable."
"Wanwan is the only light in my life."
Seeing the infatuated boy like him, Ito Nagayao couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
When he caught a glimpse of his daughter who was playing obediently from the corner of his eye, his heavy heart was swept away, and a trace of a fatherly smile appeared on his handsome face.
"You are right. There is no value in this kind of thing. There is only willingness or not. If your heart belongs to her, you will be her prisoner willingly, and you will not hesitate to sacrifice your life for her."
"However, there is a saying in the Chinese state that is good: The world is safe and sound, and you will not let down the Tathagata or your Majesty."
"There are always too many things people can't help themselves. Just let nature take its course. Don't force it."
He was willing to recite sutras five hundred times a day and pray five hundred times in front of the Buddha, just to see her again in the next life.
By then, he would definitely take off this cassock for her and hug her.
Don¡¯t force your request
Hearing this, Ito Haocheng lowered his head slightly. After a few seconds, he revealed a relaxed smile and said, "I understand."
"Okay, now that you've woken up, no one is ringing the bell in the temple, so I have to go back."
Ringing the bell
The man couldn't help but twitch the corners of his lips, and a cool voice sounded in his ear with a hint of irony: "You really do hit the clock every day you are a monk."
Ito Yongyao nodded in agreement, "You are right. In fact, this is not a sign of dedication and dedication. Let's go, Yingying."
This last sentence, he said to the little girl.
However, the little guy didn¡¯t seem to have enough fun. She blinked at him with some reluctance to let her uncle go, hinting that he could keep her to play for a while. She explained seriously:
"Father, there seems to be sweat on my uncle's forehead. He must not be feeling well yet, so I want to stay and take care of him. Is that okay?"
The man's husband, what is the sweat?
Ito Nagayao had a look of helplessness on his face. His daughter looked well-behaved, but in fact she was a little brat. Her shortcoming was that she couldn't move her feet when she saw a handsome man.
Needless to say, she must have taken a fancy to her little uncle's looks.
"Yingying, you haven't finished your homework for today. Go back quickly."
As soon as homework was mentioned, a look of guilt appeared on Xiao Fangying's face. This was a kind of fear of being dominated by homework. She sighed with her little head drooped.
"Little uncle, I'll go back and do my homework. You have to take the medicine and get well soon."
Seeing her cute little appearance, Ito Haocheng felt even more envious of her elder brother, and suddenly felt that it would be nice to have a little tail following her.
It¡¯s a pity that he is destined to be lonely in this life.
Because in this world, except Wanwan, he looks down on any woman.
"Brother, does she have so much homework when she is only three years old? Is it too early?"
However, Ito Nagayao didn't notice anything. He put one hand behind his back and held his daughter's little hand with the other hand. He explained: "It's not early. Books like the Lotus Sutra and the Lotus Sutra are very profound. If you don't If you study early, it will be more difficult later.¡±
¡°Wait a minute, Lotus Sutra, Lotus Sutra???¡±
Did he hear it right?
The 217th generation eldest daughter of the Ito family, and most likely the future head of the family, unexpectedly studied Buddhist scriptures instead of academic knowledge or Zhu Youshu.
¡°If I tell it, I¡¯m afraid it will really make people laugh out loud.
¡°Is the eldest brother raising the heir as a Taoist nun?
Ito Nagayao seemed to know what he was thinking. He looked deeply at Ito Fangying's little head and replied confidently: "I don't intend to let her take the test." (Remember the website address: www. hlnovel.com