Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

Preparations for Gong Huasui's birthday party began a week ago, and the entire old house became visibly joyful and festive.

Today is Saturday, and there are still three days until my birthday party.

Chi Qinghe got up early, took a taxi, and followed the navigation to drive into the mountains.

The driver was a talkative man and kept finding topics to talk about along the way.

"Handsome boy, why did you think of going to this Foxiang Temple? This temple is notoriously remote. Throughout the year, no more than this number of people go there."

The driver held up five fingers.

Chi Qinghe: "Five hundred?"

The driver laughed and said, "Five! This temple is small and shabby, and the monks have strange tempers. They say you can't enter if you're not sincere, and they even chase you away with brooms. Tell me, who would want to go to a temple like this?"

After hearing this, Chi Qinghe smiled but did not express his opinion.

The driver, a chatterbox, added, "But I heard that this temple was very powerful a hundred years ago. You could get whatever you asked for. You just had to kneel down every three steps from the foot of the mountain to the top. Only then would the gods see you and help you realize your wish."

As he spoke, he suddenly sighed.

"These days, kneeling every three steps is hard to do, even a hundred steps is. They don't believe in gods or Buddhas anymore. In the past, they just casually prayed to seek peace of mind."

Kneel every three steps?

It's easier than before.

Since 4011 found the plot, it has become idle and can often be seen next to the bird stand.

At this moment, it was sitting on the rearview mirror of a taxi, looking at the top of a temple on the mountain that was almost buried by the forest.

[Host, you're not really going to kneel every three steps up the mountain, are you? What if this Buddhist Temple doesn't have any Qingtan Buddhist beads?]

Chi Qinghe turned his head and looked out the window at the endless bamboo forest through the glass. [Qingtan Buddhist beads will only be given to those who are destined to receive them. You think too highly of me.]

4011 was silent.

That means you have to kneel down. With such a high mountain, your knees will be hurt, right?

After paying and getting out of the car, Chi Qinghe dusted himself off, straightened his clothes, and made sure that he was dressed appropriately before moving forward.

It happened that a young monk was sweeping the stone steps. The light yellow bamboo strips rubbed against the uneven gray stone steps. The fallen leaves returned to their roots. The silent forest was filled with pleasant and regular rustling sounds, which made people feel at peace for no reason.

Chi Qinghe looked up at the stone steps that seemed to have no end and let out a breath.

"Boom-"

Kneel down on the first stone step.

He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and quickly went over his wish. Then he opened his eyes, bent his straight back towards the distant temple, and pressed his forehead against the hard stone surface.

"Boom-"

He paused for two seconds before standing up and walking to the next stone step, kneeling down and repeating the previous action.

He has the appearance of a wealthy man who has been pampered since childhood and has never had to do housework. However, even such a person puts a lot of thought into every kneeling and every kowtow, and his movements are extremely standard and demanding.

He did not slack off because of the long journey, nor did he slack off because of physical fatigue. He was like the most loyal believer of God, and his every move exuded a strong power of faith.

The young monk who was sweeping the steps paused for a moment. He saw the young man below kneeling with every step he took. In less than ten steps, a red mark appeared on his forehead. He wanted to speak out to remind him, but suddenly seemed to remember something, closed his mouth, and continued sweeping his stone steps.

But his movements were much slower and more careful, not as sloppy as usual.

4011 was tactful enough not to disturb the host, but followed behind with its slender legs, imitating him.

Looking at the stone steps in front of him that were even higher than it, he slowly exercised his arm muscles...

The sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo forest is like fine sand plucking the strings of a pipa, which is very beautiful. There is also a spring flowing not far away, silently cheering up the praying people.

After walking one-third of the way, Chi Qinghe's face had turned pale. When he knelt down again, his knees were out of control and hit the stone surface with a bang.

Fortunately, he supported himself with his hands, otherwise his body would have lost balance and rolled down. Even if he only broke two bones, he would have suffered a concussion.

But this unexpected change only delayed him for half a second. He knelt straight, clasped his hands together, and continued to pray...

Inside the Xiyuan Villa, Gong Huasui put his ear against the wall and closed his eyes, listening carefully to the noise coming from the opposite side.

While listening, he also muttered.

"Qinghe got up so late today. It's almost eleven o'clock, why is there no movement at all?"

"Qinghe must be too tired. He deserves more sleep. Let's listen in two hours."

He reluctantly retracted his ears, grabbed the big pillow on the bed, grabbed the tiger's ears and talked to himself.

"Ranny, Qinghe gave me a jade bracelet. It's so beautiful! He's much more attentive than that woman. That stupid idiot Gong Shimu still treasures a broken red string!"

Speaking of this, he got angry.

"He picked her up again! What a stupid idiot! Chen Qiqing just got caught in the rain, knelt down, and bled a little... and he's heartbroken again! He's not talking about divorce anymore! He's so useless!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, but he couldn't bear to disturb Qinghe next door, nor did he want to hit Ranny, so he could only bang his head on the bed, bury his head in the quilt, and roar angrily several times.

"Qinghe is still discussing business with that idiot. What if that woman deliberately causes trouble for Qinghe... I'm going to complain to his parents!"

Thinking of this, Gong Huasui got out of bed angrily, ran two steps, and then turned back.

He carefully removed the pillow, put the black box underneath into his pocket, patted it several times, and then walked towards the central courtyard.

As soon as he crossed the garden path, he saw Gong Shimu and Chen Qiqing kneeling on the ground in front of the moon cave gate in the distance, holding their hands tightly. His face instantly fell.

As he approached, he heard a loud and angry roar, and at the same time, he heard the sound of a teacup hitting the ground.

"Absurd! Absurd! Absurd!"

Old Master Gong was so angry that his head was dizzy, but he still did not forget to take the old butler's stick and hit Gong Shimu.

In the past, Madam Gong would have intervened to prevent the father and son from going too far.

But this time, Gong Shimu went too far and was too shameless!

Even though Chen Qiqing did such a lewd thing, he still refused to divorce her. He said he wanted to protect the woman's reputation and not let her be looked down upon by others!

"Daddy...Mommy..." Gong Huasui pretended to be frightened, leaning against the doorway and looking at them with wet eyes.

"Sui Sui!"

Madam Gong's expression changed instantly, and she smiled as she took the child who rushed towards her.

Old Master Gong quickly hid the stick behind him and asked the old butler to take it away.

He first glared at the two people kneeling on the ground, warned them not to speak, and then walked towards Gong Huasui lovingly.

"Are you scared, baby? Daddy is not usually like this. It's just that your brother is so irritating."

Gong Huasui blinked his eyes, "I know, Daddy and Mommy are usually the gentlest, it's all my brother's fault!"

The two elders were angry just now, but now they were healed by the little cutie, and their hearts were warm and comfortable.

"Mommy, I want to show you something." Gong Huasui took out a box from his pocket and placed it in Madam Gong's palm.

"This is what Qinghe gave me. I don't understand it, so I want to ask Mommy, an expert, to help me~"