Chapter 614

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Baolin heaved a sigh of relief and went home.

There is a custom in Northeast China, the earlier the better. In addition, Han Xiaoran's house is quite far from Hongtang Village, and it will take an hour or two to get there. In addition, there are various obstacles and customs when picking up the bride. If I really want to come back in time, I have to get up early.

So, Zhao Baolin took his son Zhao Yuhe and set off with the convoy at two o'clock in the morning. Fang Zheng didn't follow, but waited at home.

Around 7:00 in the morning, when the convoy came back, Zhao Baolin got out of the car first, burst into laughter as soon as he got out of the car, and shouted: "I got it back!"

Everyone congratulated after hearing the words, Zhao Baolin thanked again and again.

The car stopped over there, Zhao Yuhe carried Han Xiaoran out of the car, walked into the house with the sound of blessings, and then carefully put Han Xiaoran on the kang.

Everyone rushed in and looked at the bride in various ways.

Fangzheng was standing at the door, looking at Han Xiaoran's relatives with a smile.

Han Xiaoran's relatives didn't know why, every time they passed by the door and saw the monk's eyes on them, they always felt uncomfortable, as if he had seen through his clothes. As a result, gradually no one wandered in front of Fang Zheng.

When everyone dispersed, Fang Zhengze came to Zhao Baolin's side and said with a smile, "Congratulations to the benefactor."

"Thank you, Abbot Fangzheng, by the way, abbot, look, can you bless our family Yuhe and Xiaoran or something?" Zhao Baolin asked cheekily.

Hearing this, many people looked over, including Han Xiaoran's father Han Kunyan and mother Zhou Shaoxia. The two were not villagers near Yizhi Mountain, and they didn't know Fang Zheng, so they asked curiously, "What is this monk's background? Can he bless you at such a young age?"

"In-law, you don't know that. Abbot Fangzheng is the most famous eminent monk in our ten miles and eight villages! If he is willing to give blessings, it will be a great honor." Zhao Baolin's brother explained.

Han Kunyan and Zhou Shaoxia were taken aback for a moment, they didn't say anything, but their eyes were full of disdain, and Han Kunyan even muttered in his heart: "The foolish people in the mountains and fields believe this...blessing? Hehe, if this monk is really a blessing , I’m afraid the brand will be smashed.”

Thinking of this, both Han Kunyan and Zhou Shaoxia showed a mocking smile.

Zhao Baolin nervously waited for Fangzheng's answer. In his opinion, blessings are just a matter of effort, and Fangzheng is usually so easy-going, so he will definitely not be stingy.

However……

Fangzheng shook his head slightly and said, "Benefactor, the poor monk may not be able to give blessings."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was stunned and refused! Fang Zheng, who was always easy to talk to, turned down Zhao Baolin! This makes everyone completely incomprehensible! But more people think that Fangzheng is putting on airs, looking down on Zhao Baolin, and not giving face.

People live with a face, and here, we pay special attention to face. Fang Zheng refused to bless Zhao Yuhe at the wedding of Zhao Baolin's son's wedding. Disgraced and shameless.

Zhao Baolin's complexion suddenly became extremely ugly, more embarrassing.

Zhao Baolin's wife, Chai Hong, hurried forward and said, "Abbot Fangzheng, you see, you are the most prestigious mage in our ten miles and eight villages, so give me a blessing." Chai Hong's tone was so soft that she almost begged... …

Seeing this, everyone softened their hearts a little. No one watched the fun, but expected Fang Zheng to give him a blessing.

However, to the astonishment of everyone, Fangzheng shook his head again: "Amitabha, sorry, benefactor, this blessing cannot be bestowed by the poor monk."

"This..." Chai Hong was dumbfounded.

"Monk, you don't know how to give blessings, do you?" Meng Huimei didn't know Fangzheng, so she was naturally not polite. Seeing Chai Hong and Zhao Baolin being left alone, she was immediately upset, and Shang Qian mocked.

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar. Who is Fang Zheng? The abbot of One Finger Temple, the owner of Hanzhu, the master sculptor! It can be said that the lives of several nearby villages can be improved without Fang Zheng! To put it more seriously, the One Finger Temple is extremely effective in seeking a child, and no one will offend Fangzheng because of this. Therefore, everyone is respectful to Fang Zheng, who would point his nose and taunt so shamelessly? When Meng Huimei spoke like this, everyone was immediately upset!

Meng Huimei didn't care what other people thought, she was not from nearby, she was not afraid of anything, she pointed at Fangzheng and said, "Monk, tell me the truth, don't you know how to give blessings? Otherwise, why refuse? Why don't you just give a blessing? What's the problem? It's just a few words, see if you can do it! Eat my brother's, take my brother's, don't even give me a blessing, I have never seen such a stingy person!"

Meng Huimei's mouth was like a machine gun, and she bombarded Fangzheng indiscriminately.

Fangzheng always had a calm face, looking at Zhao Baolin gently, his eyes were as calm as water and as deep as a starry sky. That kind of calm made Zhao Baolin blush. Finally, Zhao Baolin broke out: "Shut up!"

Meng Huimei was stunned for a moment, who is this telling to shut up? Then I came back to my senses, it seemed that she was the only one talking! Puzzled, he said, "Brother, I'm helping..."

"Don't say anything. Whether Abbot Fangzheng blesses is his business. We can't force him to give blessings. It's not good. Sister, don't say anything..." Zhao Baolin said.

"This..." Meng Huimei didn't expect Zhao Baolin to say such a thing. Originally, this matter had nothing to do with her. She came out with the intention of helping Zhao Baolin. She didn't expect that the benefit was not reaped, and she even got a bad nose. ,accurate! Very upset! Scold Zhao Baolin? Of course not! Scold the monk? Judging by Zhao Baolin's appearance, it must not work either.

But Meng Huimei didn't mean to let it go, but sneered: "Monk, monks don't lie, tell me the truth, don't you know how to bless? Otherwise, why don't you bless our family Yuhe?"

This is not a curse, but the tone is like a question.

Zhao Baolin was about to reprimand her to stop talking, but Fang Zheng smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "The poor monk will bless you."

"Then why not bless you? Do you dislike us for not giving us money?" Meng Huimei sneered.

Fangzheng looked at Meng Huimei's eyes with a smile, and those eyes seemed to be shining. At first glance, Meng Huimei felt that her heart had been seen through by the other party! Suddenly feel guilty...

Only then did Fangzheng say: "The poor monk only blesses those who are predestined, how can he bless those who are not related to each other?"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar!

Many relatives of Zhao Baolin's family stood up.

Although Fangzheng had a lot of prestige, who would not be angry if he said this in front of someone's child's wedding, on the wedding day?

Han Xiaoran's family also stood up, but there was something obviously wrong with their eyes, with a little guilty anger!

Zhao Baolin, who had been trying to make Meng Huimei shut up, went back to sit, was also stunned, then frowned, looked at Fangzheng very seriously, and said word by word: "Abbot Fangzheng, we respect you, but today is My son Yuhe's birthday. Everyone knows that my son has a hard life. He has been unable to speak or listen since he was a child. No girl is willing to marry him. He has been hiding in a corner for more than ten or twenty years, and now he is finally gone. After entering the palace of marriage, I will finally stand up..."