Chapter 526: Born to Protect the Dharma
“You don’t have to look at your moral character if you are not good at academics, and you still have the nerve to control a young man. Are you qualified?”
Grandpa Qin’s crutch was hit hard. Hit the ground twice.
Pointing his crutch at the eldest grandson who was lying on the bench with his buttocks almost split open, he said angrily: "This boy was born to protect the law. He has not been beaten since he was a child. He has experienced things and knows people well. How can God trust him! You want to arrange a life path for him? How many pounds and ounces of your own bones do you think you have? Monkey's face is full of gold! What kind of virtue does he have? I knew this bastard wouldn't be able to get married for three days after he was born!"
He hit Qin Lang in the butt with a stick!
When my son Monkey Spirit was a child, when he saw someone helping him, he screamed in agony as he was being beaten!
If I hadn’t hit him with my own hands and knew how much strength I had to use, those who didn’t know would have thought he had been chopped off!
On that day, everyone got married, started a business and became a father, and was almost kicked by his own father to apologize in front of the ancestor's memorial tablet.
Very strange.
He suddenly remembered this episode.
After the child was given medicine and put to sleep, he knelt in the Qin family courtyard to admit his mistake to his father on that hot summer night.
Grandpa Qin didn’t know what he had figured out that night, and he said to him seriously: "Zhongliang, you were born in our Qin family, you should understand that not all children in the world come here In this world, they all come to their parents. Some children have their own destiny. They have to be tempered when they come. God has to temper them until the right time before letting them do things. God. It will pave the way for children like them. When you are a parent to such children, it is best to just watch on the sidelines and just support the children when they can't bear it. You must never do it for them. The most taboo is to interfere with their destiny. ”
That night, the moon and stars were sparse, and the summer breeze was cool.
“God will not send just one such child. For the sake of destiny, many may be sent down at the same time, all with different training grounds. When the time is up, whichever one has been trained will go to the real world. If you do something, the rest can only be lost to everyone.”
"Among so many children, think about it carefully. Do you want him to be like other children and just want a peaceful and stable life in this life? Or do you hope that when that day comes, when the ship of destiny is about to set off, he will be there too? That ship to see a more magnificent world?"
"If you only want him to have a safe and smooth life, given the current foundation of our Qin family, it is not impossible to give him such a life, but you have to think carefully. , This is fair and unfair to him."
The old man said lightly: "There are several opportunities to change one's destiny in this life. Sometimes the most regretful thing is not getting it. , but I could have." After a few seconds of silence, he sighed, "Besides, he is the son of our Qin family."
That night, Qin Zhongliang finally understood.
Why does the old man insist on staying with his son Qin Lang to teach him everything?
Before Tianshou, the old man was willing to use himself as a brick to lay on the unknown Tongtian Road in Qinlang to help him.
The inheritance of aristocratic families is nothing more than this.
Generation after generation, Qin Zhongliang himself has looked at the world from the shoulders of his predecessors. At this moment, the night wind finally awakened his mind that had not been able to see clearly before.
The old man is asking him for help.
I have been in a daze for more than ten years, and in the blink of an eye, the brat who was lying on the bench crying and howling has actually grown into the young man in front of me!
Qin Zhongliang looked quietly at his son Qin Lang who was listening excitedly next to Qin Jian and Li Yuanxiao.
My eyes suddenly felt a little hot.
Is the ship that the old man mentioned about to leave soon...
"Comrade Lao Qin, what's wrong with you?"
Come here to inquire about the news, and I only heard half of it. Not understanding, Qin Lang turned his head and happened to bump into the red eyes of his biological father, Comrade Lao Qin, and was shocked!
He quickly got up and came over to sit opposite.
A rush of heat suddenly surged up beneath me, making my whole body feel comfortable.
Qin Lang rested his arms on the Kang table, leaned over and teased his father, "What's wrong? Is Comrade Lao Qin crying because he can't understand the bosses' chatter?"
In one sentence, the tenderness between father and son disappeared in an instant!
“You know nothing!”
Lao Qin's father also has a tradition of scolding his bastards. Qin Lang had long been accustomed to the way the two men got along with each other, and he didn't take it seriously. He shrugged and turned over, and asked his father in a low voice: "To be honest, why can't I listen to some of what the young master and the young master Qin say?" Do you understand?”
“I don’t understand either,” Qin Zhongliang said hurriedly when he saw his son wanted to ask him.
As he expected, Qin Lang's eyes were full of teasing.
"Okay, Comrade Lao Qin has now learned to resist internal friction first."
Comrade Lao Qin lowered his head, grabbed a handful of peanuts that he had just peeled, and stretched them out in front of his son Qin Lang.
“Give it to me?”
Qin Lang was flattered and hurriedly opened his palm to take it.
The two men sat opposite each other on the kang, one enjoying the happiness while the other lowered his head and continued to peel new peanuts.
“The results haven’t been obtained yet?”
"Is everything okay over there? Come back."
The father and son spoke at the same time. As soon as they finished speaking, they looked up at each other and laughed unconsciously.
"Say it first."
"Say it first."
Qin Lang: "..."
There was a brief silence.
Qin Lang half-turned around, leaned over and looked up at the expression on his father, Comrade Qin's face, from bottom to top.
"Dad, are you okay? Did you hear something over here? It's weird."
A peanut hit his smooth forehead in a parabola. Up, collapse!
“What are you guessing?” Comrade Lao Qin raised his chin, “Where are Miss Tu and that guy from Huailou?”
When it came to Tu Hua and Xie Huailou, Qin Lang became more serious. He stood up and sat up straight, staring at Qin Jian and Li Yuanxiao who were still frowning. He also grabbed a few peanuts and peeled them himself, "Dad, uncle, he just Call me, it seems he wants to come over too.”
“Who?”
Comrade Lao Qin thought he heard it wrong!
The half-peeled peanuts flew away in my shocked hands.
He picked it up and frowned, "Has Lan Qiao been tinkering with his junk all day long? What are you doing here?"
Qin Lang sighed inwardly, he knew his father's attitude would be like this.
He thought for a while, carried Tu Hua out and said, "Tu Hua went to my uncle's Tianxiang Pavilion public exhibition before, and they know each other."
Comrade Lao Qin stretched out his hand to block it. He: "Wait! Who did you just say knows whom?"
"My uncle and Tuhua know each other." Qin Lang said.
Comrade Lao Qin: "That Miss Tu?"
"Yeah." Qin Lang nodded.
Comrade Lao Qin was really...a breath of energy rushed up from his dantian. He grabbed the peanut and pointed at his son Qin Lang's nose, shaking: "Needless to say! It must be you, a stupid thing, who set up a bridge for your brother-in-law. Right? Are you stupid? Why send all the noble people to him!"
Qin Lang: "..."
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