Everyone said—

"Yu'an, Miss Su is really kind to you, and you are really lucky."

"Cherish Miss Su well, good days are yet to come."

Chen Yu'an always scoffed.

He was just a dog she raised. When he was happy, he would be hugged and coaxed, and when he was unhappy, he would be left alone. He only saw possessiveness in her eyes, but no love for a moment.

Love is based on mutual respect.

She deprived him of his freedom, ignored his rejection, broke into his life forcefully, and declared to everyone that he was her property, without giving him the slightest respect.

She raised him just to make herself happy and had nothing to do with him.

The longer we spend together, the more possessive Su Jiner becomes towards him.

She will have all the letters and gifts from his female fans thrown away, will know all his schedules, and will attend all his evening parties.

It turns out that keeping a dog is also addictive.

………

The only time she escaped from Su Jin'er's control was when the person in charge of the Su family was critically ill, and Su Jin'er had to go back and stay in front of the hospital bed.

He made an excuse to make a cameo appearance in a variety show, and went to a nearby program group with a backpack on his back.

The recording of the program only takes two days, but he told Su Jiner that the program team asked him to behave for five days.

During the stolen three days, he wandered around Jiangcheng, wearing a mask and carrying a black travel bag, like a tourist wandering outside.

In Fanjing Temple that year, the incense was still very strong, and there was an endless stream of pilgrims.

Chen Yu'an stepped on the peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains, and pushed open the simple and simple gate of the temple.

The pilgrims burn incense devoutly, the monks have merciful eyebrows and eyes, and the years are quiet and peaceful.

Until he was standing under the eaves, a drop of water fell from the sky and landed on the tip of his nose with a bang.

It's raining?

He frowned and looked up, but he was facing his mouth.

A small mouth that drools.

The little monk was lying on half of his body under the eaves, sleeping soundly, completely unaware of his dangerous situation.

He sniffed, reached out and wiped the drool on the tip of his nose, his brows furrowed tightly.

What a pity.

He shook his head, and was about to turn around and leave, but a black shadow flashed above his head, and an unknown object accurately attacked his face.

He took a step back and stretched out his hand instinctively.

The little monk fell into his arms with a plop.

The little monk was not very old, about three or four years old, with a big bald head, crystal saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, his mouth was slightly open, and he was still sound asleep, which was a sign that he hadn't woken up yet.

Just as Chen Yu'an was about to throw him to the ground, "Amitabha" came from behind him.

He turned around and saw the abbot of the temple.

"The benefactor has a predestined relationship with Xiaoqi from my family. The fate is over. If you have nowhere to go, you can stay in the temple for a few days."

Chen Yu'an lowered his eyes, and sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

Is he already in such a miserable situation? The monks who met once can see that he is homeless and has nowhere to go.

"Thank you, Master."

He saluted.

………

That night, Chen Yu'an saw the little monk with a face dripping with saliva again.

When she is awake, she is more like a fragrant milk peach, with a plump and juicy face and charming black eyes.

"Little Taozi" walked in front of him, grabbed his clothes fiercely, and smacked heavily on his face:

"Amitabha, donor, you are a good person."

As soon as we meet, send him a good person card.

Later he found out that Xiao Taozi stole the old plum wine brewed by his senior brother and drank a few sips on the roof before he couldn't hold back his drunkenness and fell asleep.

This is how the dangerous scene on the roof came about.

He touched the face kissed by Xiao Taozi, stared down at his fingertips, slightly lost in thought.

Sure enough, he was still a child, and when he was with his relatives, there was always a milky smell.

Little Taozi is called Xiaoqi.

When Xiao Qi talks, he occasionally looks like a little adult:

"Master said, we are destined, and in the next few days, I will leave you to me."

He had nothing to do during the day, and when he was idle, he was idle, so he simply followed her.

Unexpectedly, on the first morning, she dragged him down to plant rice seedlings, looked at him innocently and said:

"Grandpa Li has a bad waist, Amitabha, benefactor, you are a good person."

Ok.

He is a good man.

A good person card made the rookie in the entertainment circle grow seedlings all afternoon.

the next day.

"Grandma Zhang went out and forgot to feed the pigs, Amitabha, benefactor, you are a good person."

third day.

"Uncle Wang sprained his ankle and can't pick up shit, Amitabha, benefactor, you are a good person..."

Chen Yu'an laughed softly.

Fuck you good man.

He even suspected that the abbot kept him to let him "accumulate virtue and do good deeds" for free.

That night, Grandpa Li caught a chicken, Grandma Zhang took a bag of eggs, and Uncle Wang carried half a bag of rice.

Little Taozijing is obviously very popular with the elders. Grandparents and grandparents have a "good grandson" and they want to take her home. Uncle Wang also patted her head with a smile.

Don't forget to look back at him.

"Big brother, do you have a daughter-in-law? Let me introduce you to one who is fresh and beautiful?"

It was the first time for Chen Yu'an to experience such a warm and simple folk custom.

The people here do the dirtiest and tiring jobs, wear shabby clothes, and speak with a strong accent, which is very different from the people in the city who wear suits and ties.

In just a few days, he came to a completely different world.

Looking at the pink peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains, he suddenly felt——

The Peach Blossom Spring described by Tao Yuanming may really exist.

He doesn't have to go on a never-ending itinerary, doesn't have to worry about magazine sales not meeting the company's expectations, and he no longer lives with indifferent neighbors he doesn't know in high-rise buildings, and there is laughter and laughter in the kitchen.

Days like this don't seem too bad.

So when he saw Su Jin'er again in the temple, he instinctively felt a sense of rejection in his heart.

Su Jin'er looked at him and the child in his arms from a distance.

Xiaoqi chewed the white rice, vaguely:

"It seems to be looking for you."

As he spoke, a grain of rice fell onto his sleeve.

Chen Yu'an sighed helplessly, as soon as she reached out her hand, she was one step faster than him, picked up the rice grains, and stuffed them into her mouth.

"The Buddha said, don't waste food."

Chen Yu'an: "The Buddha also said that eating dirty things can easily hurt your stomach."

Su Jin'er watched the interaction between the two, stood in place, slightly lost in thought.

It turns out that he also has such an emotional side...

It's a pity that in front of her, he would always turn around, leaving her with a cold back.

She looked down at the little monk in his arms, she didn't want to admit it but had to admit that she was a little envious of the little kid in front of her.

...

Chen Yu'an finally followed Su Jin'er away.

The days in Taohuayuan are addictive, but people always have to return to reality.

good night

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