Hong Hai'er had no nerve to say that he picked up the money, so he shook his head and said: "It's good to save some money..."
The aunt looked at Hong Haier's tattered monk clothes and felt something in her heart. She nodded and said, "Okay, but a cute and sensible child like you should be rewarded. I have a small strawberry cake here, do you want it?"
When Hong Boy heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Really? Can you really give it to me?"
The aunt smiled and said: "Of course, let's take it as a reward for today's last order. Give it to you."
The aunt took out a small cake from the counter, no bigger than a palm, with a beautiful red strawberry on top, and handed it to Hong Boy.
Red Boy clasped his hands together gratefully and said, "Amitabha, thank you to the donor!"
"Take it." Auntie handed it to Honghaier, who happily took it, and at the same time took the money that auntie had found.
All the money was put into the box, and then the red boy ran happily to the other side of the road. When he looked up, he was stunned. He found that there was another person on the bench. The man looked very lonely, rubbing his head with his hands and looking anxious.
But Hong Hai'er didn't think much about it. He was very hungry and just wanted to eat something.
At this moment, Fang Zheng said: "Jingxin, don't eat it yet."
Honghai'er was stunned and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"
Fang Zheng said: "Go and return the bread."
Hong Hai'er exclaimed: "What? Master! We haven't eaten for more than a day and are starving to death. Retreat now? What if they don't retreat? They..."
Hong Boy wanted to say something else, but when he saw Fang Zheng's serious look, he had to wrap the bread again angrily, looked at the bread in his hand, took a deep breath of the aroma of the bread, and asked unwillingly: "Master , is this the money the donor lost?"
Fang Zheng shook his head.
Hong Hai'er couldn't figure out why Fang Zheng did this...
But Honghai'er knew very well that Fangzheng would never be polite to anyone who could eat it. Since Fang Zheng said he couldn't eat it, there must be a reason. So Red Boy obediently took the bread and went back.
"Why are you back again?" Auntie asked in surprise.
Hong Hai'er sighed and said, "Master told me to return it. Donor, can I return this bread?"
The aunt looked at the well-packaged bread and said puzzledly: "You seem to be very hungry, why do you want to return it? Are you going to eat something else? I dare say that no one on this street eats better food than me. Cheap and healthy.”
Hong Hai'er shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but it definitely makes sense for Master to give in. Sorry, donor, please give in."
The aunt frowned, and after a few more words of persuasion to no avail, she returned the money to Honghai'er.
But when Honghai'er was about to return the cake, the aunt shook her head and said, "This is for you, no need to return it. Just take it and eat it."
"Thank you..." Honghaier clasped his hands and thanked him.
After saying that, Red Boy ran back with the box in his arms.
"Master, the bread has been returned. This was given to me by the donor. Can I keep it? The money is all here." Red Boy asked pitifully.
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Of course you can keep it as a gift."
Then Fang Zheng took the box, patted the man next to him on the shoulder and said, "Donor, take it."
The man was stunned and asked, "You want to give me the money?"
Fang Zheng nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Things have their own priorities. Since your daughter is seriously ill and needs money, giving this money to you may be the best choice. However, this money does not belong to the poor monk, it was picked up by the poor monk, but The owner has not come to get it. Donor, please take it for emergency first. If the owner of the money is waiting for the money, the poor monk will explain it to him, and the poor monk will solve the subsequent repayment problem. "
The man looked at Fang Zheng in astonishment and said, "This...give all this to me? You seem to be very hungry."
Wheels…
Fangzheng and Honghai'er didn't need to reply, but their stomachs had already started to growl.
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "You can't die from starvation for a day, but if you don't treat an illness, something will happen. Donor, go quickly."
The man was silent...
"Master, what on earth is going on?" Hong Boy asked confused.
Fang Zheng said: "Just now you went to buy bread, and this donor came over. The teacher heard him calling, and the other person on the phone urged him to pay the medical bills. His daughter is still in the hospital and urgently needs money for medical treatment. The teacher felt that, The money we pick up should be used for people who need it more.”
Honghaier said bitterly: "What if the person who lost the money comes back? What if he is also in a hurry?"
Fang Zheng thought for a moment and said, "It's not difficult for you to make some money in an emergency using extraordinary methods, right?"
Red Boy's eyes lit up!
Fang Zheng has always been opposed to using magical powers to make money. For example, Fang Zheng, once his eyes are opened, he can just sit on the ground and tell fortunes if he really wants to make money. But he is restricted by the system and cannot do this. But Red Boy is not restricted!
In foreign countries, it is not illegal to make money through street art performances. As long as the performance is performed in the prescribed place and in a standardized manner, no urban management team will come to chase people away.
It's easy for Hong Boy to perform a show like spitting fire or something. But Fang Zheng has always been opposed to making money in this way... Just as Fang Zheng said, walk in the world like an ordinary person and experience the suffering in the world, then you will understand what you should do.
However, Fang Zheng did not approve of the method of standing high, giving a few lectures, and spreading money over a large area. You don't even know what the other person needs, so just helping the other person in the way you think you do is often not helping him, but hurting him.
To save others, you must first save yourself, and to save others, you must first save yourself. Therefore, before you save others, you must first experience all aspects of life.
However, everything has exceptions. In the matter at hand, it is obvious that we have to temporarily put down some rules and do whatever is convenient.
At this time, Honghai'er sent a message: "Master, you can save his daughter. You don't need to give him money..."
Fang Zheng used Dream Huang Liang to prevent the other party from hearing his words, and then said: "It is inconvenient for me to take action openly. I will follow him later and save his daughter. As for giving him money, it is just a kind of comfort. After all, This little money is not enough to support an operation. An illness tortures not only the patient, but also the patient's family. He was in a state of collapse just now. Our little money may not be of much practical use, but it is It was enough for him to see a glimmer of hope... This money is not money, but medicine to cure the disease, do you understand?"
Hong Haier nodded thoughtfully and said, "I understand."
Just as the two people were transmitting messages, suddenly there was a blast of cannons behind them, and then fireworks shot up into the sky, blooming in the sky, illuminating the night sky brightly!
This sudden firework immediately confused the two masters and disciples. What is going on
As if they were free of charge, the fireworks flew into the sky one after another and exploded...
Then on the already quiet street, a group of people suddenly ran out of some surrounding shops, holding flowers in their hands, and a huge paper card came over!
(End of chapter)