After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Chapter 538 Disguised Persuasion

Qian Fengping and her son chatted with Wei Ting.

"My father is old, and his movements are inevitably...slow. It is truly unfortunate that he has hurt Young Master Wei. Please forgive me."

Qin Yan held the tea in both hands and handed it forward, looking like he was making a solemn apology.

Wei Ting didn't answer. He chuckled and said, "Donor Qin, although we haven't seen each other much, we hit it off right away and are considered good friends. Why are you being so distant with me?"

"Besides, if Donor Fang heard you say he's old, he'd probably get angry."

Qin Yan looked at his expression and saw that he really didn't take it to heart, so he took back the teacup.

"My father has always had a broad mind."

Qian Fengping cleared her throat a few times.

This was a warning to him not to talk about his elders behind their backs.

Qin Yan obediently stopped talking.

Wei Ting found it very interesting to see the interaction between mother and son.

His mother loved him very much, but also felt guilty, thinking that he was weak and sickly because she accidentally fell when she was pregnant. Because of this, his mother almost always granted his requests.

His father was always strict and hoped that he could bring honor to the family. It was obvious that if he stayed up too late to study or took medicine a few times late, he would be sick and unable to get up for half a month.

His father eventually became disappointed and stopped educating him carefully. He just let him learn on his own and let his mother spoil him.

As he grew up, his father urged him to get married several times, but he didn't want to, so his father started to think about taking a concubine.

He didn't expect that his father would finally decide to take a concubine and force Zhou's sister to take one.

Finally, Zhou Shengyun was forced to...

He had read the books of sages and knew that there are three types of unfilial behavior, and the worst of them was to have no descendants. He also knew the importance of continuing the family line to the family.

He never thought of shirking this responsibility.

But he didn't expect that his father was so impatient. Was he afraid that he wouldn't live long?

Wei Ting unconsciously clenched his hands and spoke slowly.

"Buddha said that accumulating virtue and doing good deeds will bring blessings. I think Mr. Qin has great blessings. His parents love him, his younger sister is lively, he is successful in his studies, and he is in good health. He is truly blessed."

Qin Yan heard a hint of envy in the voice and raised his eyebrows.

"Master Wei, before you became a monk, your family was wealthy. After you became a monk, I'm sure you have family support. Isn't that a blessing?"

Most people in the world have tried their best to just have enough food and clothing.

Wei Ting was given special care by the abbot shortly after he became a monk. This was not only because he had a good aptitude for Buddhism, but also because he came from a wealthy family.

He is the only son of the Wei family, and the Wei family will not want to give up on him.

Wei Ting was stunned, as if he had never thought about this.

"The Buddha said that all living beings suffer."

An unknown emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Perhaps, but the suffering is not without reason."

"Sometimes suffering is for the sake of sweetness in the future. Young Master Wei, staying in this square temple like this, is it bitter or sweet?"

Qin Yan's eyes were cold, as if he asked casually.

Wei Ting's movements paused.

The Wei family had some wealth, but he was in poor health and had been treated like a porcelain doll since he was a child.

He had never thought about this. Perhaps if he were born in a poor family, with his physical condition, he would have died long ago.

"I am a monk, but I am not as insightful as Mr. Qin."

Wei Ting smiled with a bit of sadness.

Qin Yan looked at him for a long moment, then said, "It's not that Master Wei doesn't understand. It's just that those involved are confused. Master Wei thinks that just because you've shaved your head, you can be pure and clean in the temple."

This is quite impolite.

Wei Ting looked at him in surprise.

Qin Yan's expression was indifferent: "The last sentence was asked by Brother Bai."

No wonder.

Wei Ting clenched the teacup.

He said Qin Yan didn't seem like the kind of person who would meddle in other people's business.

The Zen room fell silent. Qian Fengping, who had been listening for a while, suddenly spoke.

"Master Wei, do you think it's hard to be a woman in this world? Is it hard to be a female doctor? Is it hard for a woman to study and want to achieve something?"

These three questions made Wei Ting fall into deep thought.

As for the first question, he may not be clear about it. He doesn't have any close sisters and doesn't know much about it.

He has been in contact with Miss Fang quite a lot recently, and Wei Ting only feels infinite vitality from her.

He once thought that this was a strong vitality and envied it.

But if you think about it carefully, there are many healthy people in the world, but many of them blame others and just live from day to day.

How many people can be as unrestrained as Miss Fang?

The second question is, is it hard for a woman to be a doctor? He thinks it must be hard.

Doctors are craftsmen, looked down upon by scholars and have a low status. How can they not suffer?

The heroine will be criticized for showing up in public to cure diseases and save people, so it must be hard.

But Miss Fang never felt any pain when she took people's pulses and examined them, did she? She was always full of confidence.

The third question: The woman wanted to achieve something, and his first thought was that it was impossible.

In his short life of more than ten years, he had seen men working hard for their ambitions and for the development of their families, but he had never seen a woman with such ideas.

Why hadn't he noticed the problem before?

Women have such a hard life, but why does Miss Fang never feel the pain?

Seeing that he was silent, Qian Fengping stopped there and did not insist on an answer.

The three of them drank tea quietly for a long time.

Until Fang Nanzhi brought in a large flowerpot.

Jing Yuan also moved one behind her.

The two men put the things down, sweating profusely. Jing Yuan finally spoke: "Brother, the abbot asked me to bring this to you. He said to keep it here to help you cultivate your character."

Qin Yan leaned over to look and saw a pot of pure white peonies and a pot of rare green chrysanthemums.

Tsk, these flowers and plants are not cheap. Their temple is so rich, do they buy flowers for decoration?

Wei Tingze looked at the extremely familiar flowers and fell silent. Aren’t these the two pots in the Wei family’s yard?

We had vegetarian food in the temple and chatted about Buddhist scriptures for the whole afternoon.

I fell asleep while chatting with Fang Tong and snored for a long time.

They only woke people up when they got down the mountain.

Fang Nanzhi said that she wanted to go back, but it was a pity that Wei Ting had to go so far away to become a monk. If he were in a temple near Huai'an Prefecture, she could have treated him more often.

When the abbot who came to see him off heard this, he immediately used his chubby body to block Jingchu, still with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Fang, you're joking. Monks can practice anywhere. Why bother with so many restrictions?"

"Oh, then is it the same when the monks go back to their homes to worship Buddha?" Fang Nanzhi was a little curious.

The abbot's smile froze. How could he respond?

Fang Tong tried to smooth things over: "Don't talk nonsense, little kid. Worship requires a quiet place."

If everyone goes back home, won’t the temple have to close?

After the Fang family left, Jingchu looked at their backs for a long time before going back with the abbot.

Today's trip to the temple is a way to cultivate our character and the whole family is in a good mood.

After returning home, I went to bed early.

Early in the morning, Qian Fengping and his wife packed their luggage again and went to the cake shop to ask the owner to help them check out.

Qin Yan brought his sister to the banquet. It was not that Zhizhi wanted to eat for free, but Bai Jiayu invited them to go together from the beginning.

When we arrived at the restaurant, we were led in directly by the waiter.

The box was on the third floor, so they had to go up the stairs first. After taking two steps, Fang Nanzhi exclaimed, discovering the mystery of the stairs.