Portable Museum

Chapter 145 All Beings Are Suffering
"Master Zhang, don't worry, I promise you will fight wherever you point, you will not beat the dog if you tell me to chase the chicken." Scarface hurriedly raised his hand and swore.

In my heart, I was secretly proud of my original decision.

Back then, when I first met Master Zhang, I felt that this was not an ordinary person.

I have been waiting carefully, what happened?

I begged my grandpa to tell my grandma, but when I couldn't find the temple door even after burning incense, they settled the matter with one word.

What is ability?
That's patience!
"Okay, don't do this.

I don't believe in any swearing either.

I see what you do. "

"I know Mr. Zhang, just watch my performance!"

"Well! Ask me about the yard I want again.

I handed over those mountain goods to you yesterday, hurry up and deal with them, there are still many more to come.

In addition, is there any news about the antique Wenwan I asked Lin San to pay attention to? "

"Master Zhang, I am about to report to you!
Before you said that we collected antiques and cultural relics, we have collected many old and young, and they are all stored in the warehouse.

Would you like to send it to your home, or? "

"Since it's in the warehouse, let's put it in the warehouse first.

Hurry up and get the house done.

Otherwise, I have no place to put such old antiques!
Also, keep an eye out for me to see if there is a gate face along the street, the kind that can open a restaurant. Zhang Junping said with a satisfied smile.

"Don't worry, Master Zhang, I will definitely take care of what you told me. I asked my brothers to go out and inquire. As soon as I have a letter, I will tell you right away."

"Well! In the future, if there are any fresh ingredients in the market, such as meat and fish, buy them and send them to the restaurant of Red Star Farm. I will arrange them.

As much as you want, let the restaurant give you the money. "Zhang Junping finally confessed.

Zhang's father has to buy ingredients every day, which is a hard job.

Now that the younger brother was accepted, he naturally wanted to use it, so Zhang Junping directly handed over the shopping to Scarface.

Anyway, he didn't dare to cheat himself.

After finishing the business, without leaving a scarred face, he said goodbye and left with good eyesight.

Satisfied with Scarface for the time being, Zhang Junping got up and sent him out of the yard.

Excited with scar face.

Just as she was about to turn around and go back to the house, she saw Tian Shumei coming in from the outside.

"Sister Tian, ​​why did you come back today?" Zhang Junping asked curiously.

Immediately, she frowned, looked at the tired and haggard Tian Shumei and asked, "Sister Tian, ​​how did you do this? Also, what's the smell on you?"

"It's okay, I did some work for the workshop, so I got a little dirty." Tian Shumei forced a smile.

"Help in the workshop? Sister Tian, ​​your trade union still needs to help with the workshop?" Zhang Junping frowned, "Is someone bullying you?"

Zhang Junping helped Tian Shumei join the trade union.

Zhang Junping's predecessor, just moved into the courtyard less than a year, Tian Shumei's husband

Sick and died.

At that time, Tian Shumei worked in the workshop of the chemical fertilizer factory.

Once, Tian Shumei was so tired that she couldn't take it anymore, she hid in a corner and cried secretly, but Zhang Junping saw her, and she was moved with compassion, so she helped find someone to transfer Tian Shumei to the labor union to go to work.

"No! Nothing! Who in the factory dares to bully me!" Tian Shumei hurriedly explained, fearing that Zhang Junping might misunderstand.

"It's good that no one bullies you, Sister Tian, ​​although I'm moving out, we've been neighbors for more than two years after all.

You must speak if you have something to do. " Zhang Junping exhorted still not at ease.

"I see, thank you, Pingzi." After thanking Tian Shumei, she entered the room.

Seeing Tian Shumei enter the room, Zhang Junping shook his head and went back to his own room.

Thinking of going to the farm tomorrow, Zhang Junping took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the space.

Spread it out on the table of the Eight Immortals, take out another paperweight, and press it well.

I got a little water on the inkstone and started to grind the ink.

Adding fragrance to red sleeves and studying ink with plain hands are the realm pursued by ancient literati.

In fact, it is the man's lustful heart that makes trouble again.

At this time, Zhang Junping was studying the ink, thinking at the same time, if only Qiu Wenyan was here, to help him study the ink.

He watched himself write, and then gave him a little look of admiration.

Gee!

At this moment, Tian Shumei opened the door and walked in.

At this time, Tian Shumei had finished washing and changed her clothes.

He had just washed his hair, his hair was still wet, and his face was still flushed with fresh hair, which was very charming under the light.

"Sister Tian, ​​what's the matter?" Zhang Junping looked up at Tian Shumei and asked.

"Pingzi, are you going to write?"

"Yes! Write a few words to your friend." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Pingzi can also write big characters? Then I'll grind ink for you! I'll take a look too, I don't know you can write big characters yet." Tian Shumei smiled and stepped forward to help Zhang Junping grind ink.

"Hehe! I said just now that there is no shortage of ink, paper and inkstones, only people with red sleeves to add fragrance, who study ink with plain hands.

I didn't expect it, Miss Tian, ​​you're here! "Zhang Junping joked with a smile.

"My plain hand, let it go, don't you want to scare those talented masters so that they can't write?" Tian Shumei stretched out her hand and said with a smile.

Tian Shumei's hands were supposed to be slender, but because of frequent work, her knuckles were a bit thick, plus her hands were calloused and cracked.

Zhang Junping felt a little distressed. A woman like a flower was about to wither at an age when it was supposed to be in full bloom.

"Sister Tian, ​​I can't let you study ink for nothing. I'll write you a set of characters first." Zhang Junping calmed down and said with a smile.

"Okay! You write it well. Sister Tian will save some money and frame it later." Tian Shumei said jokingly, not taking it seriously.

Zhang Junping smiled, didn't speak any more, picked up the pen, filled up the ink, and wrote little by little on the paper.

Suffering is the foreshadowing of flowers blooming, and winter always prefaces spring.

On the twentieth day of the ninth month of the Wuwu year, it was presented to Sister Tian, ​​Zhang Junping.

"Sister Tian, ​​what do you think of my words?" Zhang Junping put down his pen and asked with a smile.

"It's so beautifully written!" Tian Shumei murmured as she looked at the large characters on the paper.

Her mind is not at all on the quality of the words, but on the content of the words.

Suffering is the foreshadowing of flowers blooming. It’s really good to say, but do I still have time to bloom?

Others always persuade myself, and sometimes I also persuade myself, it will be fine when the child grows up.

really?
The child is old, and I should be old too.

Maybe this is my fate.

Tian Shumei thought wildly and couldn't help but shed tears.

"Sister Tian, ​​what's the matter with you? I admit that my handwriting is good, so you don't have to be moved to cry, right?" Zhang Junping was startled when he saw it, and quickly persuaded.

"Pingzi, my sister is suffering!" Tian Shumei lost her composure at Zhang Junping for the first time, said this bitter word for the first time.

As soon as the bitter words came out, the original sobbing turned into howling.

Zhang Junping didn't persuade him, but just put away the words he had just written and replaced them with another one.

Dip the ink again and write with a swipe.

"The mist on the other side is flowing, can someone find me; the other side is prosperous, can someone cross me.

All living beings are suffering in all kinds of ways, how can we ferry people, only ourselves. "

　Thanks to [Untied Wood] [First Encounter Gya] [Tail Number 7186] [Master Pure Black] and other book friends for their rewards.

　　Continue to ask for a monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)