The Lucky Bag is Reborn with Space

 Chapter 616 The future domineering president

"Sir, did you really do it? You told everyone it wasn't you, why did you steal the money? You have been in this temple for more than thirty years, and you watched us grow up. It was you You have taught us many things, but you have never thought about returning to secular life. What do you want the money for?"

Dharma Ming cried and pulled his senior brother. He did not believe that his senior brother would do such a thing.

 Elder brother sighed.

“This thing was done by the senior brother. The senior brother broke the precepts.”

These words completely cleared the young man of any suspicion.

The police went up to the roof beams to check, and sure enough, there was nothing but the baggage.

There were two clear fingerprints on the beam. They took the fingerprints and compared them easily with the senior brother's. It was indeed the senior brother's. It seemed that this comrade had really not wronged the senior brother.

Everyone was in an uproar. It was really a thief, and he did it so neatly.

If Song Moting hadn't come forward, I'm afraid this young man would have been wrongly accused.

 At that time, who can say that the money was stolen by this senior brother?

When things calm down a bit and no one is aware, you can take the money off the rafters and keep it as your own.

This is nothing more than guarding and stealing.

"How can such a person be worthy of being a master? How dare he be a devout disciple in front of Buddha."

“Why isn’t he afraid that the Buddha will retaliate against him?”

"Hey! This is the Buddha's piercing eye! Do you see it? If you do something bad, you will definitely be discovered. Otherwise, it was such a coincidence that this young man and his child happened to see someone climbing up the beam."

 “This is what God has eyes for.”

 There are different opinions.

Police handcuffed Senior Brother.

 “Come back with us and explain.”

The case has been solved. No matter what the final details of the case are, it is an indisputable fact that the eldest brother committed theft and will definitely be jailed for the crime of theft.

Fa Ming cried and hugged his senior brother’s legs.

In his mind, the eldest brother is just like his father. He has taken care of them since they were young. Many of them respect their senior brother as a father.

Who would have thought that Senior Brother could actually do such a thing.

“Okay, be obedient and have a good morning class with your senior brothers. If the senior brother makes a mistake, he should bear the responsibility for it.”

 Elder brother was taken away.

No one cares about the final outcome of the incident. After all, the incident of a monk stealing from his own temple is already sensational.

Song Moting took the glutinous rice **** and left quietly while people were talking and making chaos there.

Jiang Xiaoxiaoke is still waiting for them at the foot of the mountain.

Jiang Xiaoxiao saw the father and son, "Why don't you get in the car quickly? You two went to the mountain to cause trouble again. Don't think I didn't see it. A police car drove over just now. And it even ran over one." "The monk came down the mountain, did you two do something?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't go with her, but that didn't mean that she didn't understand what Song Moting wanted to do. She and her husband came out just to verify Tang Yuan's eyes.

If the ability of Tangyuan is really verified, then the movement on the mountain can easily be connected with Tangyuan.

 She was a little worried whether the glutinous rice **** would be exposed.

Tang Yuan’s ability must not be known to others.

 She had to protect her son. She was already scary enough, and Song Moting was afraid of her all day long.

With the addition of a son, Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't even know how their family would live in the future.

Song Moting opened the door for Tangyuan and climbed into the car with his chubby body. Tangyuan sat in the back seat and looked at his mother sitting in the front passenger seat, feeling a little dissatisfied.

But Song Moting had already slammed the door shut.

“The two of us didn’t cause any trouble, don’t worry, we just helped the police solve a case.”

Song Moting told Jiang Xiaoxiao what happened and drove home quickly. It was better not to stay in this place of right and wrong.

Jiang Xiaoxiao rubbed his temples and looked helplessly in the rearview mirror at the glutinous rice dumpling sitting in the back seat, playing with the small pistol in his hand. The child was having a great time.

 It can be seen that this child has been particularly fond of these weapons played by boys since he was a child.

Coupled with his ability, when he grows up, it would be a waste of resources to not become a soldier or a policeman.

 But which mother would want her son to do a job with such a high risk factor?

My man is already a member of a special organization and needs to be on special duty from time to time.

 Still an unsung hero, the kind that no one recognizes even after he dies.

 The last experience is still fresh in my mind, how did the steamed buns come about?

 It was not until something went wrong in their last mission that this child appeared in their lives.

Now the son sees that he is following his father's old path and will never return.

 Do you think Jiang Xiaoxiao can stop being worried?

Even if she has some peach juice, what can she do?

 You can’t say that no one will get hurt.

Injury also hurts.

And once he is killed in one blow, there is nothing Peach Juice can do to save him.

Song Moting was afraid that Jiang Xiaoxiao would be frightened. His wife, who was really helpless, was pregnant again. He couldn't let his wife be affected by this, so he could only comfort Jiang Xiaoxiao.

“Don’t worry, Tangyuan’er is not me. Apart from those toy pistols, Tangyuan is interested in a wide range of things. It’s not like you don’t know about him. Sometimes things you like when you are a child may not be what you will like when you grow up.

 Besides, he is only three years old, so why are you so anxious? He might already want to be a doctor, a lawyer, or a teacher by the time he is 13 years old. "

Tang Yuan raised his head and answered domineeringly.

“Dad, I don’t want to be a doctor, a lawyer, or a teacher.”

Song Moting and Jiang Xiaoxiao were both happy.

"Then what do you want to do? There must be someone who can do it when you grow up! Take Baozi for example, Baozi said that he wants to be a policeman in the future. Your aunt Bai Yiyi said that she will be a doctor when she grows up.

And you? People always have an ideal and an ambition. If you don’t want to be these when you grow up, then what do you want to do? "

Jiang Xiaoxiao was also curious. He had always thought that his son was still a child and had never discussed this issue at all. But now, he could not treat this child as a naughty boy. He was so smart and capable that the two of them were a little surprised.

“I want to be a businessman. I want to earn a lot of money to build a big house. I want to build the most advanced and powerful hospital in the world for my parents. Moreover, I want to build a big house.

I brought my parents, my great-grandfather, my great-grandmother, my great-grandmother, my great-grandfather, my great-grandmother, my great-grandfather, my uncle, and my aunt over. We lived together and we were a happy family. "

Jiang Xiaoxiao burst into laughter.

 Song Moting rolled his eyes helplessly.

His son’s ideals are really weird. No one in a family like theirs wants to be a businessman.

You must know that in the minds of their fathers, businessmen are somewhat philistine.

 They are more willing to do something of quality and quality, the kind of work that is tasteful and consistent with their identity.

Must be a doctor, lawyer, teacher or something like that. Even being a professor is better than the great ideal of my own son.

 Jiang Xiaoxiao was very happy.

There is no distinction between high and low professions. In this era, people's ideal jobs are of course stable, dignified and respected jobs such as doctors, lawyers, teachers, etc. However, after a few years, businessmen only want status, and a rising tide lifts all boats. .

 They are going to have a domineering president in their family, of course she is happy.

 (End of this chapter)