Chapter 23: The Fu of Lao Tao (Thanks to the leader of No. 010 @海标机来本)

Zong Yi made an attentive posture.

From expressions to movements, it is serious like standing in a military posture.

For Xiao Ayi, who is deeply trapped in the story and cannot extricate himself, the effect of his father's words is immediate.

In less than three seconds, Zong Yi adjusted his condition and began to ask questions normally: "Dad, dad, tell me!"

"Okay, then dad will talk to Ayi about Su Dongpo's "Recitation of the Sutra"."

"This name..." Zong Yi said in confusion: "Are you talking about Su Dongpo chanting?"

"right."

"Dad is a liar, what's so fun about chanting scriptures?" Zong Yi was unhappy. "After all, it's just the stories of Su Dongpo and Foyin, and when Su Dongpo entered the door, he shouted "Where is the bald donkey?" Foyin replied casually, "Dongpo eats grass", or it's the story of Buddha or shit that everyone knows."

"Then we must not fool my baby girl like this."

Zong Ji explained out loudly: "The Book of Recitations is different from what I have said before. Listen to you by Dad - Dongpo, eating meat and chanting scriptures, some say: "Don't recite." Po took water to rinse his mouth, some say: "How can I rinse my water in one slush!" Po said: "Shame, I will get it!"

Zong Ji was so impressed that he was very devoted to shaking his head.

Zong Yi was impatient and couldn't wait for Zong Ji to come out of his condition. He turned around and rapped: "Sister, sister, translate it for me!"

Meng Xinzhi was laughing so hard that she didn't expect that she would be named and translated by her sister at this time.

"This story is so vivid that my sister can't help but want to laugh."

Seeing that his eldest daughter was so happy because of her few words, Zong Ji joined the ranks of overwhelming happiness.

Now, I fully acted like I was going to open the barrier again to block the sect’s intentions outside.

Zong was so angry: "One dad and one sister, you two are really enough."

"Sister is wrong, I'll explain it to you."

Meng Xinzhi patted his chest, stabilized his breath, and began to translate:

"The Book of Recitations says that the lay Buddhist Dongpo who is not happy will go to the temple to practice."

"He held the flesh in his left hand and the scriptures in his right hand."

"I soon entered the state of selflessness of food with left hand and beautiful articles with right hand."

"The monk in the temple really couldn't stand it anymore, so he told him that it would be impossible for you to recite scriptures like this."

"Sir Dongpo is so easy to talk to, so naturally he won't make things difficult for the monk."

"So, he thought of a way - rinse his mouth after taking a bite."

"Eat meat - rinse your mouth - chant your scriptures."

"Recite the scriptures - rinse the mouth - eat meat."

“So repeated.”

"The scriptures are what I want; flesh and flesh are what I want. Both cannot be obtained, so can it be done in turn?"

Meng Xinzhi couldn't hide his smile and asked Zong Yi: "Do you think he is cute?"

Zong Yi raised his right hand and made a slogan. His left hand was swaying back and forth at his mouth, closed his eyes and imagined the scene where Su Dongpo chanted while eating meat.

Then she couldn't help but laugh: "Hahahahaha, it's quite awesome~"

"Right?" Zong Ji joined in the conversation: "Dad didn't lie to you, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, who is my dad? When did he deceive people!" Zong Yi muttered in his heart that [Dad is usually cheating people].

"Hehehe." Zong Ji laughed happily. He felt that his little daughter was praising him fiercely.

"Sister, sister, I have a problem."

“What’s the problem?”

"When eating meat and chanting scriptures, I was discovered and asked if I could rinse my mouth. Why did the person who blasted the pure land of Buddhism have not been driven out with a broom?"

Meng Xinzhi asked back, "How did Ayi know if he did?"

"Hahahahahahaha, sister, have you dreamed about it? What happened in the end?"

"Of course, it ends with Su Dongpo's apology."

Zong Ji responded at this time: "Apology should be timely, which is a traditional virtue of a good Chinese man. In the future, Ayi should find a partner, remember to find someone who knows how to apologize!"

A certain father seized every opportunity and instilled the most correct criteria for choosing a spouse in his youngest daughter.

"I understand, dad." Zong Yi nodded like a garlic. "In the future, I will find someone who is as good as dad to apologize. When I am bored, I can bully my husband like my mother for fun, and I will not be idle all day, right?"

“…”

Zong Ji never expected that in the end, he was the one who was injured.

Learn from the pain.

If apology is not the truth, then the topic must be changed.

Zong Ji said earnestly: "Ayi, do you know that Mr. Dongpo is the ancestor who is the wife who is in charge of the stern?"

"Thut~ don't believe it!" Zong Yi grimaced at Zong Ji and fought back with a proud look: "As a foodie, I only know that he is the ancestor of Sheep Scorpion."

"No, good daughter, this code is the same. Compared with Su Dongpo, your father and my family status are definitely great!"

"What, Comrade Lao Zong." Meng Xinzhi couldn't listen anymore, so he joked about his father directly and said, "Mr. Dongpo has three wives. Comrade Lao Zong wants to marry four?"

"No, no, no, no, no, not this. What you father, I pursue is the family throne under the management of the same CEO, the emperor's emperor."

"My brother's brother is almost the same." Zong Yi did not give face at all, and directly exposed it. After that, he still had to look for an alliance: "Sister, don't you?"

"Ayi, how could you slander your father like this?" Zong Ji felt very aggrieved.

"My dad, you are such a big man, why do you have the nerve to call facts a slander?"

"Why is it the fact?" Zong Ji began to present the facts: "Your father, I drink and eat meat at home on weekdays, and the quantity is always unlimited, right? Even if I occasionally go out and come back from drinking too much, I will only apologize at most, right?"

Zong Yi nodded.

After receiving Zong Yi's affirmation, Zong Ji asked Meng Xinzhi again: "You can give your father a certificate. Do you have to write a guarantee letter when Su Dongpo goes out to drink a few glasses of wine and eat a few pieces of meat?"

Zong Ji and Zong Yi looked at Meng Xinzhi at the same time.

Zong Ji hopes to establish his father's majesty in front of his youngest daughter.

Zong Yi hopes to prove that he has a pair of golden eyes.

Meng Xinzhi glanced at Zong Ji who was eager to prove himself, and couldn't help laughing and echoed: "I really wrote it!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Zong Ji was excited in an instant: "Axin should be directly translated to your sister. At such a critical moment, don't talk about the ancient Chinese that she can't understand."

"Okay, listen to dad." Meng Xinzhi touched Zong Yi's head and smiled: "Wait for my sister to think about how to translate it."

After a few seconds:

"I, Su Dongpo, I am here to swore today."

"From now on, I will have a limited amount of one glass of wine and a piece of meat for a meal."

"No matter how important the guests come, they can only be relaxed to three times."

"This is the limit, only less, not more!"

"Whoever wants to treat me to a meal must also remember that this is the highest standard."

Zong Yi was stunned when he heard this and asked, "Is it true or false?"

"Really." Meng Xinzhi affirmed: "Mr. Dongpo also explained the purpose of his oath, first, to be content with peace and prosperity, second, to be relaxed to nourish qi, and third, to save money to nourish wealth. If you don't believe it, you will know if you go check it."

"What's the point of checking for things like a guarantee letter? Isn't it okay to ask my dad?"

By accident, Comrade Zong Ji exposed the fact that he had rich experience.

[Since today, Mr. Dongpo has only one entrified one meat. If you have a respected guest, you can eat three foods, which can be damaged but not increased. If someone calls me, you should take it first. If the master does not do this, then stop it. One is to be calm to nourish blessings, the other is to broaden the stomach to nourish qi, and the third is to save money to nourish wealth.]

Zong Yi was so happy to listen to the story, so he didn't have the habit of seeing through it and saying it out loud. Instead, he continued to ask: "Sister, sister, did he do it?"

"What do you think?" Meng Xinzhi did not answer directly: "Can a person who can compete for favor with his mouth and eyes for a long time for a bite of meat and say "Bi Hehou, I He Bo"? Can he control his desire for meat?"

"It shouldn't be done." Zong Yi thought about it and added seriously: "Just like my father said he would never secretly make us midnight snacks again."

"Yi Baby." Zong Ji pulled both of Zong Yi's hands up, bent his legs to the same height as Zong Yi, and questioned with grievance: "You little unscrupulous, your father gave you and your sister a midnight snack, but he did something wrong, right?"

Zong Yi pulled out his hand, picked up Zong Ji's cheek, and said with great care: "Dad, baby, how dare you say that you didn't use the banner of making midnight snacks for me and my sister, and you ate more than the two of us combined."

"Hi! I said..." Zong Ji stood up straight and didn't continue to say anything. He glanced at Meng Xinzhi.

That look was very special.

I brought 10% of my pitifulness and 80% of my help.

The last remaining 10% is the most complicated.

It seems to be saying, [I am your father, why don’t you come and help me quickly.]

It seems to be saying, [That's your sister, why don't you take care of it?]
To be continued...