"I do!" Zhang Lin replied solemnly.

"I know it's hard. Maybe in the end it's just a dream, but people need to have some dreams and work hard for it, right? Otherwise, what's the difference between just eating and waiting to die and living, and that salted fish?"

Lawrence was also very excited when he heard Zhang Lin's answer. He didn't expect Zhang Lin to have such positive ideas at this time.

After his mood calmed down a little, Lawrence stood up and bowed respectfully to Zhang Lin, "In the name of my paladin, I will express my most sincere respect to you!"

Although Zhang Lin didn't understand the name of the Paladin, he could also feel it from Lawrence's solemn manner. Seeing this, he quickly got up from the bench and returned the salute.

"You don't have to be so polite. Since you say that all this is fate, let's challenge this fate together!"

"Okay! After three more days of conditioning, your body will be completely healed. You can go with your family one day, and then we will return to New Zealand!"

"Um!"

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On Saturday, Kyoto was not as hustle and bustle as usual, and the road was not as congested as usual. The vehicle drove onto the elevated expressway and soon arrived at a street next to the Fourth Ring Road.

Zhang Lin was very familiar with the way and walked into the alley. Looking at the familiar scenery around him, Zhang Lin's tears filled his eyes again.

Whether it was due to emotions or the sensitivity of this body, Zhang Lin always felt that his current feelings were very fragile and became more sentimental.

Passing through some narrow lanes is a slightly wider one-way lane. Fifty meters diagonally opposite is the Zhang Lin family’s community. Old-style red brick square columns are arranged on both sides, with a round iron arch beam on it, and five large iron characters - Ganjiadian Community.

A figure wearing a gray security suit under the shade of the tree at the entrance of the community, recording the vehicle license plate from time to time, and then pulling up the pole to release it.

That is Zhang Lin's father Zhang Changzhou.

Looking at my father's familiar figure, still busy, Zhang Lin's tears could no longer help but flow down and sobbed silently.

I was getting closer and closer to the entrance of the community. I could see that the old father had a little dull look. I didn't remember to take a sip of the ignition cigarette for a long time, so I let it get shorter and shorter between my fingers.

"Hello, you two are here to be a guest?"

When Zhang Changzhou saw a stranger coming, one of them looked like a foreigner. He hurriedly threw down the cigarette butt that was about to burn his fingers, stepped on it with his feet and asked.

Seeing that my father was wearing a white-washed security suit, Zhang Linru was stuck in his throat. When he saw that the old hole on the hem of the clothes was still not sewn, his eyes were blurred in an instant.

He could only bit his lips and turned to look at Lawrence. He didn't dare to speak at all, for fear that he would cry with a wow sound.

Seeing this, Lawrence sighed, took out the heart transplant sheet from his arms, and pointed the name of the donor to Zhang Changzhou.

"Good, oh, we're looking for Zhang Lin's family, oh, oh, the girl's chair cut his heart, and I want to come over and see the family members who have been trampled."

Zhang Changzhou glanced at the operation sheet and quickly understood the meaning of the foreigner's strange voice. His face turned red, his lips trembled, and his expression was cramped for a long time before he could speak.

"Oh, I am the child's father. We are all very good, so you don't have to worry about it. It is also his blessing to be able to fall on such a pretty girl. Thank you, thank you, please come back."

The meaning of polite rejection is very obvious. When Lao Zhang wants to come, whether to watch or not, can his own child come back?

"I want to go to your house to see it. Zhang Lin gave me a dream last night."

At this time, Zhang Lin was finally able to speak out. He knew his father's personality very well. He looked a little easy-going and even cowardly, but he had his own idea. Without taking advantage of the reason for raising a dream, he might not be able to enter the door smoothly today.

"Girl, thank you for your kindness. Our family is very good, there is no need to...hehe."

Zhang Changzhou naturally didn't believe in dreams. It was just to stop his wife from being stimulated again. There have been many such situations these days. Every time the family can only fall into sadness again.

"Don't believe it," Zhang Lin and his father just finished speaking and took it.

"I have never been to your house, but Zhang Lin told me in his dreams how to leave. If you don't believe me, just follow me and look at me." After that, he raised his foot and walked home.

""Hey! Hey!"

Zhang Changzhou called out twice but had no choice but to hurriedly give the work in his hand to the acquaintance next to him and followed him in two steps.

But the more I walked, the more I became, the more I was wondering. This girl was really not wrong. Even the shortcuts were so suitable. Isn’t it possible?

The hens in the chicken cage of Aunt Wang’s house were clamoring, not knowing if they had laid eggs.

The Li family still ran around with a small elbow stick and forked the bicycle wheel. Three or two snot-nosed babies followed him and hurriedly called "Brother Li, Brother Li".

At the door of the unit downstairs, Aunt Qian was still sitting there choosing dishes, and chatting with Aunt Sun next to her about her family...

Zhang Lin’s family is on the first floor. After his mother Zhou Min was laid off, she used her living room and balcony to set up a convenience store. Although the price is not as cheap as a supermarket, the business is pretty good due to its convenience.

The door is closed, so naturally there is no way to keep it closed all day long when doing business.

With a creak, the old iron door was pushed open in the protest of the lack of oil in the hinge, and the eyes of daily necessities and snacks filled the shelves in the living room.

Zhang Lin took a bag of nougat on the shelves, took it apart and put it in his mouth to chew it. It still tasted the same and was still placed there.

Zhang Changzhou behind him pulled Zhou Min who was greeting him, shouting, "This girl said she was here to see us."

Before Zhou Min could react, Zhang Changzhou took two steps and pulled her aside and muttered in a low voice.

"This girl said that Lin Wazi asked her to come over. I saw that she seemed very familiar with her all the way, and even the action of chewing the nougat as soon as she entered the door!"

"Is this the girl who accepts Lin Wazi's heart? I heard that the human temperament will change after changing his heart?"

Zhou Min was naturally concerned about the places where the organs donated by his children were going. After hearing what Zhang Changzhou said, he immediately looked up and down.

"It's time to put oil on the door hinge. Even if you don't think it's noisy, the flowers and plants outside the door can't stand it!"

Zhang Lin, who was chewing nougat in his mouth, said nothing about what he had complained to his family before.

"And why your hem hasn't been sewn yet? You have to be dedicated as a security guard."

The old couple of Zhang family stood there stunned when they heard this, and then shouted in unison.

"Lin Wazi..."

When Zhang Lin heard this familiar call, he almost blurted out.

Finally, I suppressed my excitement and shook my head with difficulty, "These are all told by your son in his dream..."

After a moment of silence, he continued, "He is very good now, because he did a great deed and did not drink the Mengpo soup."

"ah!"

The old couple looked at each other, and they both saw disbelief from each other's eyes.

After a person dies, he has to walk through the Naihe Bridge and drink a bowl of Mengpo soup before he can be reincarnated. This is what the people have known for thousands of years. How can they change at the right time?

"Then, can our son still be reincarnated?"

Zhou Min asked anxiously, whether you believe it or not, you still have to ask.

"He asked me to tell you," Zhang Lin quickly sorted out his thoughts and answered.

"He was reincarnated by a good man of nine generations. This time he was perfected, and he gave him two choices: one was to be reincarnated immediately to ensure great wealth and honor; the other was to practice a magical power with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. After successful practice, he could reshape his body and turn back to the human world."

The reason why Zhang Lin said this is naturally his own consideration. While comforting his family, he can also bring them some hope. Without revealing the saints of another world, he can only write such an excuse.

"Well Lin, did he say which path he chose?"

Although the old couple of Zhang's family said to Zhang Lin only skeptical, the behavior Zhang Lin had shown before made them unable to ignore.

Now there is suddenly a glimmer of hope, and I finally want to hold it in my hands, even if it is just a beautiful soap bubble.

"Your son is very filial. He asked me to tell you to keep your body healthy and wait for him to come back!"

"Silly kid, stupid kid, I still want to come back and live this hard life with us!"

The old couple of Zhang family pulled each other's arms, tears flashed in their eyes, but there was a gaze called Qi Ji.

The door next to the living room was opened with a thin slit, and the eyes inside were staring at Zhang Lin's figure, and his little fists were already clenched angrily.

"There is such a hateful liar in this world. Use this to deceive people! My brother is gone, I will support this family, and I will not let you succeed!"
Chapter completed!