Before Lin Guodong finished speaking, the abbot nodded and looked at Lin Aofeng, who was standing next to Cheng Xuemei, waved his hand and interrupted: "This son has a full heaven and a square layout. He looks like a rich man. But it's a pity, a pity!"

"Why is it a pity for the abbot?! Is there any disaster for my son?!" As soon as Lin Guodong finished speaking, a young novice knocked on the door, then walked in, walked quickly to the abbot's side, and whispered into the abbot's ear.

Whispered a few words.

Abbot Huineng frowned and kept looking Lin Aofeng up and down and said to himself: "How could Junior Brother Huide take a fancy to this child and let him be the heir to the mantle?!"

"Master Abbot, what's wrong with you?!" Hearing Lin Guodong's call, Abbot Huineng sighed and said, "Donor Lin, I wonder if you can let me live in my temple for four years?!"

"Master Abbot, why do you want my son to live in the temple for four years?!" When Cheng Xuemei heard that she was separated from her son, she immediately became anxious and hugged her son tightly. Lin Guodong calmed down and hesitated for a while.

He looked at the abbot and asked: "Master, can you tell me the reason?!"

"Amitabha!" Abbot Huineng recited a Buddha's name and said, "I just said that this boy is too violent. I want him to stay in the temple for four years and use Buddhism to resolve his aggression. Otherwise, this will happen."

In the future, the bloody disaster will follow him like a shadow throughout his life."

"What?!" Cheng Xuemei burst into tears when she heard the abbot's words. Most mothers in the world are great, and they all hope that their children will live a safe life. The same goes for Cheng Xuemei at this time, but as a modern woman, Cheng Xuemei

Although she didn't believe in the theory of ghosts and gods, Cheng Xuemei was afraid of the misfortune her son might face.

Lin Aofeng's bright little eyes kept looking at the old monk sitting cross-legged not far away, and said secretly: "This damn bald donkey knows how to deceive people with his evil words. He made my mother cry. After seeing this young man,

How to deal with you!" Lin Aofeng made up his mind and leaned close to his mother very obediently, and softly comforted his mother: "Mom, don't cry! If you cry again, you won't be beautiful!"

At this time, the abbot's voice rang again: "Almsgiver Lin, I wholeheartedly consider your son..."

"Master, let me and my wife discuss this matter. After all, the child is still young and has never left us since birth." Lin Guodong interrupted before the abbot could finish his words.

"Amitabha, how wonderful!" The abbot clasped his hands together, called out the Buddha's name, and said, "In that case, I won't force you. Donor Lin, you and your wife, please discuss it carefully! I'm waiting for good news again."

After walking out of the Zen room, as if her son was about to be snatched away, Cheng Xuemei hugged her son tightly and cried: "Ziliang, Feng'er is my heart and soul. Please promise me not to promise Abbot Huineng to give your son to me."

Stay here."

Listening to his wife's cries, Lin Guodong's heart felt as if he was being pricked by needles. He stretched out his hands to rub his wife and son into his arms and said: "Why do I want to leave Feng'er here?! But you just heard that.

Abbot Huineng said that the hostility in Feng'er was too strong..."

"I won't listen! I won't listen! You just want to separate our mother and son!" Suddenly Cheng Xuemei hugged her son and broke away from her husband's arms like a tigress protecting her cubs, shouting hysterically: "Lin Guodong, give it to me

Listen. If you dare to leave your son here, I will divorce you immediately and take your son back to your parents' home!" After saying that, Cheng Xuemei turned around and ran out of the temple with her son in her arms.

"Xuemei..." Looking at his wife's leaving figure, Lin Guodong sighed, turned around and walked into the Zen room and said, "Abbot Huineng, I'm sorry! Your kindness is appreciated!" Then Lin Guodong took out a check book and

He quickly filled out and signed the check, handed it to Abbot Huineng and said, "This is some of my sesame oil money. Please accept it, Abbot, as it is also a token of my gratitude."

"Amitabha, you are so good! Donor Lin, if Madam Ling has figured it out, we at Daiyun Temple will welcome you at any time!" Putting away the check, Abbot Huineng personally saw Lin Guodong out of the meditation room.

Seeing Lin Guodong's family of three leaving, Abbot Huineng sighed. When he was about to turn around and return to the meditation room, he suddenly felt a figure flash past him. He suddenly raised his head, saw his junior brother, and asked with a wry smile.

: "Junior Brother Huide, why are you here?!"

Huide put his hands together and saluted and said: "Senior Brother, Junior Brother knows that you have many questions that you want to ask me, so Junior Brother, I came here uninvited!"

"Amitabha! Junior brother, since you are here, please come inside!" Abbot Huineng and Huide walked into the Zen room one after another. After sitting down, Hui Neng asked: "Junior brother, although the son of Donor Lin is still young,

, but he is very violent, if you choose him as your disciple, will you..."

"Senior brother!" Huide interrupted: "Junior brother, I have a premonition that I will pass away in three years. Although I have many disciples in Daiyun Temple, none of them meet my requirements. Although this son is very violent, but his destiny

Lord righteousness can completely suppress hostility, and I have a premonition that in the near future, the land of China will once again fall into chaos, and the world will be in chaos. I hope that this son can use the martial arts I taught him to conquer demons and subjugate demons for the sake of peace.

The country should do something.”

Abbot Huineng pondered for a while and said: "Forget it! Since you have already said this, senior brother, I won't say any more! Whether this son is really destined to you or not depends on fate!"

Although Lin Aofeng has a mature mind, his body is still that of a child. On the way home, Lin Aofeng fell asleep in his mother's arms. Cheng Xuemei looked at the child in her arms and suddenly asked: "Ziliang, are you

I really want to leave my son in the temple?!"

Lin Guodong was slightly startled and asked: "Xue'er, why did you ask this?!"

Cheng Xuemei sighed and said: "We have been husband and wife for so many years, and we know each other's personalities very well. I don't know what you are thinking, but I understand the wishes expressed by your actions very well."

Lin Guodong was stunned and said with a helpless smile: "It seems I can't hide it from you." Lin Guodong asked the driver to stop the car and said, "Let's go for a walk!" Cheng Xuemei hesitated, then followed Lin Guodong out of the car with her son in her arms.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Lin Guodong took Cheng Xuemei to a small stream. Looking at the clear stream, Lin Guodong calmed down, turned to look at the sleeping son in Cheng Xuemei's arms, and said: "Nowadays, warlords are everywhere, and everywhere

We are fighting. The war is all about money. Our Lin family is a prominent family in Fujian, and many warlords are watching us. I am not worried about anything else. I am worried that those warlords will harm our son. Although Daiyun Temple is inconspicuous on the surface, it is currently chaired by

Abbot Huineng's junior brother Huide is a descendant of the Southern Shaolin lineage."

At this point, Cheng Xuemei already understood Lin Guodong's thoughts. After hesitating for a while, he interrupted: "Do you really want to leave the child in the temple for four years?!"

Lin Guodong replied: "The four-year period was not ordered by me, but by Abbot Huineng, but I think it's okay to visit my son every once in a while!"

Cheng Xuemei lowered her head and looked at her sleeping son. She was in a daze for a while, then gritted her teeth and said, "You are the father of the child, you make the decision!" After that, Cheng Xuemei turned around and walked towards the car parked not far away, holding the child in her arms.

An hour passed in a blink of an eye, and Lin Guodong walked into Daiyun Temple with his wife and children. The young novice who had just greeted Lin Guodong and his family of three was stunned when he saw Lin Guodong's family of three returning again, and then walked over and saluted: "

Donor Lin!”

Lin Guodong asked: "Where is Abbot Huineng?!"

The little novice monk replied: "Donor, the abbot is in the Zen room, please come with me!"

"Dong dong dong!" The little novice monk knocked on the door of the Zen room and shouted: "Abbott, Donor Lin is here!"

"Please come in, Master Lin!" Hearing the abbot's voice, Lin Guodong, his wife and son pushed open the door and walked into the Zen room.

"Abbot!" Lin Guodong saluted to Abbot Huineng. Abbot Huineng smiled and said to Lin Guodong: "Donor Lin, have you figured it out?!" Lin Guodong glanced at his wife, nodded and said: "Master Abbot, I left my son here.

There is no problem in staying in the temple for four years. But my wife wants to see my son once a month. Isn’t it okay?!"

"Amitabha!" Abbot Huineng pondered for a while and said: "Life is like a dream! Four years is just a fleeting moment, why bother to get together? Why not let your son use these four years to cultivate his moral character?

?!"

Thinking of being separated from her son for four years and not being able to see her son during these four years, Cheng Xuemei's heart suddenly felt like a knife cutting her and became a little bloody. Abbot Huineng sighed and said: "Female donor, if you are willing to give up, you have to give up."

Only by giving up can you gain something. The short separation is for the sake of reunion in the future. Why bother to pursue the present most?!"

Cheng Xuemei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly shouted hysterically when she heard what Abbot Huineng said: "You are a dead monk who was born but not raised by your parents! Do you understand the feeling of being a mother?! Oh, by the way.

! You all have seen through the world of mortals one by one. Since you have seen through it, why are you still living, why not die?! You still have the nerve to separate us mother and son for four years. Four years, not four hours, not four minutes, not four seconds!"

Lin Guodong looked surprised, looking at his wife who used to be knowledgeable and sensible, with an incredible expression on his face. Abbot Huineng's expression also changed several times, and soon returned to his original indifferent expression, and sighed: "Female donor,

It is absolutely impossible for us to take a step back and visit our children once a month, but I can promise you that I will let you see them once a year."

"Mom, why are you crying?! Who bullied you?!" Lin Aofeng woke up at this moment, looked at his mother with tears on her face, and asked curiously. Cheng Xuemei hugged her son tightly and said

: "Feng'er is good, no one bullies mother!"
Chapter completed!