Grandpa said he wasn't tempted

Chapter 30 The first time, I am willing

Qingchan Temple is located in Xishan, Linnan City, in a remote location, more than 60 kilometers away from the old house of the He family.

At seven o'clock in the morning, five black business cars passed through the city and arrived at the gate of Qingchan Temple at seven forty.

The wheels ran over the dead leaves and stopped in front of the mountain gate one by one.

The only sound in the desolate street was the sound of jackdaws, and no one could be seen on the street.

The host, Xing Chi, came out to greet him in person.

Mr. He and Xing Chi should have known each other for many years. They clasped their hands together, and after greeting each other, they exchanged a few words about the recent situation.

Then, surrounded by bodyguards in black, the group set off.

The blue-black stone slabs meander up along the road, passing through the poplar forest with withered branches and leaves, and you can see the faded vermilion lacquer gate of Qingchan Temple.

It is said that Qingchan Temple has stood in this mountain depression for 600 years after the war.

The plaque has a white background, black clerical script, and three big characters of "Qingchan Temple" are written, which are vigorous and powerful, revealing the precipitation of time.

Above the head, a group of jackdaws flew by, making the mountains and forests even more dense.

……

The temple has long been prepared for the matter of worshiping the Buddha. Prayer flags, monks, and sandalwood all appeared one after another according to the established procedures.

In the end, Mr. Yihe knelt in front of the Buddha in the main hall and solemnly kowtowed three times.

The ceremony is over.

After Min Xianning finished holding the incense, she had nothing to do. She stood in the middle of the yard.

It was her first time to visit the temple, and she looked around here curiously.Just in time, several young monks aged seven or eight came over from the side yard, pushing and shoving. Looking carefully, it turned out that the tallest young monk was holding a bunch of things in his arms.

Yellow and round, it turned out to be frozen persimmons.

These young masters are dividing frozen persimmons.

Under the big locust tree with black dead branches, Min Xianning put his hands in his pockets, tilted his head and smiled to see them arguing and arguing.

On the steps of the main hall, another pair of long and narrow eyes were looking at her.

"Last night, what happened?"

He Jin turned around.

He saw Mr. He walking out of the cool hall with the support of Secretary Yao.

The tall figure is slightly hunched because of kneeling for a long time.

"grandfather."

He Jinxu gave a hand, but was swung away by Mr. He, and at the same time, Secretary Yao was also swung away.

This time only the grandfather and grandson were left standing under the eyes of the Buddha.

The old man glared at He Jin angrily, but he stood there unmoved.

This brat still has a smile on his face? !
"I heard Mrs. Xiang say, did you bully Ningning last night?"

Mr. He came up to question, which made He Jin stunned for a moment.

Then he actually smiled.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?"

Thinking of Mrs. Xiang's face, which also looks like a late mother, he added: "I explained it to Mrs. Xiang yesterday, but she even went to sue you."

"How is this a complaint?!"

He is old.

"It's the first time you keep a girl at home overnight, you just do this kind of thing and spread the word—"

"Who dares to spread the word?!"

He Jin's young master also lost his temper.

It's a pity that both grandparents and grandsons are arrogant people, and no one will back down from anyone.

Mr. He raised his eyes: "He Jin, you dare to fight against me?!"

He Jin didn't speak, but his jaw line moved slightly, his black eyes moved, and the front of his eyes inadvertently swept five meters away.

Secretary Yao, who was standing there with his hands down, felt his back go cold and his head drooped even lower.

He groaned in his heart: I didn't hear it, I really didn't hear it, young master, whoever you want to sleep with, I agree with it with all my hands.

Why doesn't Mr. He know his grandson's temper-he is soft but not hard.

If you are in a hurry, not only will it not be effective, but you may really dare to do things to the end.

There is no way, He Zhongren only bowed his head to his grandson after all his life in the rivers and lakes.

He slowed down his tone, and instead spoke earnestly.

"If you don't like it, you can't touch it; if you like it, you have to bear with it, at least until Ningning is an adult and goes to college, don't you think so?"

The sky was overcast with thick clouds, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

With one hand in his pocket, He Jin looked at a small figure with a ponytail and hair tossing to mingle with the bald young monks.

I don't know what's so ridiculous, but the corners of He Jin's lips curved.

"Grandpa. She's my woman, isn't she?"

He Lao was taken aback.

He Jin continued: "Since it's mine, I want her whenever I want, Grandpa, don't worry about it."

"You! You little bastard, He Jin! Are you trying to piss me off!"

Mr. He searched left and right, wanting to find a walking stick to pump He Jin, but after looking around, he remembered that his trekking pole was still in Secretary Yao's hand.

"Yao Lin!"

He Lao let out a roar full of anger.

Immediately tightening Yao Lin's flesh, he tightly gripped the trekking pole without moving, just turned around and bowed: "Old man, what do you want?"

"Hit me!"

Facing He Jin, he pointed his finger across the air, almost kneeling Yao Lin.

"Old man, no, it's not good, old man calm down..."

"Don't give me a hand!"

Yao Lin almost burst into tears, he looked at He Jin: "Master, why don't you make a mistake with the old man..."

When will He Jin admit his mistakes in this life?

He spread his hands: "If you tell me to hit you, hit it."

Grandfather and grandson fight, cannon fodder Yao Lin.

Yao Linduo wanted to hold his little body and feel sorry for himself for 3 minutes.

Unfortunately, not.

He circled between the master and the young master of the He family, smiling apologetically while agreeing.

"Old man, don't be angry, this is true, and it's a mutual wish. Don't criticize the young master. After all, Miss Min herself is willing, right..."

"What do I want?"

Min Xianning just ran back from playing in the hospital when she heard them say her name, so she raised her voice curiously.

This is called the chaos just now, and it was suddenly stopped.

The three men who were interrupted collectively froze for a second, and then looked at each other tacitly——

They certainly don't tell the truth.

Yao Lin, a competent secretary, responded very quickly.

"We, we said today's ceremony was very successful, but we don't know if Miss Min would like to come again next time."

"Oh."

Min Xianning nodded, then revealed a pair of shallow dimples, and said cheerfully.

"I am willing, why not, for the first time, it feels quite interesting."

The expressions of the three men, old, middle-aged and young, suddenly became subtle.

willing?

the first time?
interesting?
Min Xianning had no grievances in his heart, and he said something, but it fell into their ears, and it always felt weird.

Are they not talking on the same channel?
Or is the adult world too dirty?
Yao Lin smacked his lips, heheed twice, and did not speak again.

Elder He was worried, seeing Min Xianning's heartless and foolish joy, he felt a little sorry for the child.

He Jin smiled.

Inexplicably in a good mood, he raised his long legs and walked up to Min Xianning in two or three steps, stroking his head.

"This kind of thing is more interesting every time."

"You'll find out later."

Min Xianning didn't understand: "Oh."

(End of this chapter)