CEO's Forced Love

The old monk didn't go away. He came slowly with his hands on his back: "I haven't seen you for months. There's news in the little girl's stomach again."

He did not ask, but with emotion, and was very determined.

Jian Huan looked at his loose T-shirt and couldn't see his stomach. He also remembered that he said last time that he was dissatisfied with having 20 children. He thought that the old monk should also have some skills. The old monk smiled at her and seemed to hear her muttering in her heart and said, "the old monk actually has such skills."

With regard to Huo moting's remark that "it is easy to lose one's reputation, but it is important to worry about one's life", Jian Huan always kept it in mind and would remember and worry about it from time to time.

"Little girl, you don't have to take it too seriously. If you believe in something, you will have it. If you don't believe it, you won't have it. Do your best to know your destiny."

Jane Huan retorted to herself. Why didn't you add this last time?

The old monk lived for such a long time. He also saw that Jian Huan had no anger about his doubts. It was rare to meet a person with Buddha's fate. He habitually touched his beard and inadvertently asked, "little girl, how's your husband now?"

"Thank you for your concern, master. He's fine." Jane Huan pulled the corners of her lips.

Lao he and Shang Ruo thought for a moment and said 'really?' Jane Huan frowned. The old monk looked at the toilet behind her: "waiting for someone?"

"... no," she answered quickly and smoothly.

Jian Huan felt that the old monk always had a hard time with himself. He said Huo Mo Ting last time. He must say something bad when he caught Huo nianyan this time.

As a result, as soon as she spoke, Huo nianyan came out of the toilet with his pants: "little Jane, the faucet here seems to be broken and can't wash his hands -"

Jane Huan came forward, took his little hand, and took him before the old monk spoke.

Who knows, when the old monk saw Huo nianyan, his eyes were only bare, and his mouth muttered, "I see. It's like he found some precious treasure. Before Jian Huan was about to leave with his children, he stood in front of his mother and son:" little girl, the old monk, please do me a favor? "

Huo nianyan looked at the old monk with an ignorant face. His cute expression made the old monk's heart soften.

"What's up?" Jane Huan grabbed Huo nianyan's little hand and subconsciously blocked in front of the child.

"Little girl, don't be nervous. I don't have any malice. I just look at this baby. He is the reincarnation of the boy in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva. He is not rich or expensive in his life, but also has great wisdom. So the old monk has the cheek to ask you for it and come to me to be a little apprentice."

This is not malicious

Jian Huan felt that the more the old monk talked about ghosts and gods, the more he talked too much. He touched Huo nianyan's head and protected it in his arms.

How could she promise to let her children become monks?

"Master, as you said, this kind of thing can happen if you believe it or not. How can my child be the reincarnation of the boy in front of the Bodhisattva‘

Jian Huan refuted the old monk with what he had just said.

The old monk was stunned, then stroked his beard, laughed and nodded, but he didn't force them any more.

Over there, Mrs. Huo has come out with the host.

The old lady begged the child in Jane Huan's belly. The host said with a smile that the mother and son were safe, and the old lady was happy. She asked the host: "master, when can my second son get a wife back? He's going to be thirty-seven this year. If he goes on like this, he won't be a veteran?"

"Don't worry, benefactor. There must be a way to the front of the mountain. Don't force it."

Mrs. Huo asked, "the master means that my son won't be single?"

The host smiled without saying anything.

……

When Jian Huan saw Mrs. Huo, who was bowing with the abbot in cassock, she shouted "Mom" and wanted the old lady to come and help herself out.

The old lady came, but the host also came.

The host was a man of nearly 50 years old. Seeing the old monk with Jane Huan, he respectfully shouted, "master."

"This is --" Mrs. Huo was surprised, but her face showed some joy.

The host nodded. Mrs. Huo was busy and respectfully greeting the old monk. The old monk pointed to Mrs. Huo's face and said, "benefactor, you have a face of blessing."

This makes old Mrs. Huo very happy.

The old monk's eyes fell on Jian Huan again, smiled and said, "benefactor, you have a good daughter-in-law, and the house will be peaceful from now on."

Mrs. Huo was so happy that she took Jane Huan's hand and looked up, down, left and right. She said, "Huanhuan, my good daughter-in-law!"