Looking at Feng Wumen's back leaving after thanking him profusely, Chen Daji asked in confusion.
"Boss, what happened to you?!"
"Why did you deliberately embarrass the old madman just now, and now you agree to him so happily??"
Hua Jiunan gently patted Chen Daji's shoulder.
"Brother, you don't understand: The underworld asked us to help deal with Patriarch Panhu. That's a business. Since it's a business, it must be done in a business-like manner so that both parties can benefit."
"Senior Feng Wumen asked us to save his relatives. This is a private matter. It's a private matter. Naturally, we can't deliberately make things difficult for him!"
"What's more, we don't get along with the Didang Mountain lineage, so we just go along with it!"
As soon as Hua Jiunan said these words, Empress Guanghua and Xue Zhi were filled with joy;
Song Lian, Cook Ding, Song E, the corpse in golden armor, and the orphan girl nodded repeatedly.
Only Chen Daji was even more confused.
This guy thought hard for a while, but still couldn't figure it out at all, and finally gave up thinking about such a profound question. ωωw.
"Counting balls, what's the use of thinking about this. Anyway, we can just listen to the boss and we won't suffer any loss!"
Chen Daji’s thoughts are also the thoughts shared by all the blessed generals throughout the ages:
You have a thousand tricks, I have certain rules; if you follow the boss, you will have everything you need to eat and drink...
After chatting with Xue Zhi and Empress Guanghua for a while, seeing that it was almost dawn, Hua Jiu was in trouble, Chen Daji and Chen Daji said goodbye and left.
Instead of going home, he rode Chang Baye straight to Jinguang Temple.
In order to avoid shocking the world, after arriving at the foot of the mountain where the temple is located, Hua Jiunan asked Chang Baye to hide himself, and the two of them walked up the mountain instead.
But before I had gone a few steps, I saw someone blocking my way in front of me.
"Oh, what's going on? Master Kongchan's place has become a tourist attraction? Are you charging admission fees?!"
Chen Daji was confused, and Hua Jiunan was also puzzled.
Just when I was about to walk up and ask, the people in front were already shouting loudly.
"Everyone in the back should go back! The temple is being renovated during this period and will not accept pilgrims!"
“Everyone, please come back when you have time!”
Hearing this, Mr. Chang Ba, who was starving, suddenly looked sad.
"Little, little sir, it turns out that Master Kongchan asked us to come, it's his hotpot."
"Xiaoba, I don't have any money with me. How about... how about you lend us some first?"
"The interest rate is too high if you borrow it from the little kid..."
(Wenguo is also known as "warm house" and "warm house". It refers to the move to a new house and invites relatives and friends to come and get to know the new home.)
(The custom of relatives and friends bringing gifts to celebrate, and the host hosting a banquet to entertain the congratulators, includes the tradition of mutual assistance where everyone adds fuel to the fire.)
Facing the honest and honest Mr. Chang Ba, Hua Jiunan felt helpless for a while. At the same time, he lightly glared at Chen Daji, who had a smirk on his face.
Chen Daji was so stared at that he shrank his neck and said with a sneer.
"Don't worry, Mr. Ba. This time, Mr. Kongchan will warm the pot for you and I will help you with the gift. You won't have to pay back the principal and interest, okay?!"
After hearing this, Mr. Chang Ba was overjoyed: "You little brat, are you serious?! You won't lie to us, will you?!"
Chen Daji immediately patted his chest and assured: "It is necessary!"
"Baye, I can't lie to anyone, but I can't lie to you! Besides, our boss is listening!"
Looking at these "unreliable" father-in-law, Hua Jiunan was dumbfounded.
He pulled them together to disappear and rushed straight to Jinguang Temple.
When we arrived at the main hall, we saw a busy construction scene.
But what is strange is that no work has been started elsewhere, only the huge Buddha statue in the center is being rebuilt.
Just when Hua Jiunan was confused, Master Kongchan's kind voice sounded in his ears.
"Namo Amitabha."
"The small temple is in a special situation today. It is inconvenient for the old monk to show up to greet us. The three donors are Haihan."
"The tea has been prepared in the backyard, please move over."
Hua Jiunan nodded slightly to indicate that he heard. Then he pulled Chen Daji and Chang Baye back.
After the two parties met, before Hua Jiunan could say anything, Chen Daji walked up to Master Kongchan with a bow-legged smile.
In the surprised look in the other person's eyes, he took out 800 yuan and forced it over.
"Congratulations, Uncle Kong! This little money is what the three of us, the boss, want."
"You are so serious. Why didn't you tell me earlier when building a new house? If there are any shortcomings like sand, cement, sand, etc., I can ask our father to send someone to deliver them."
Seeing Master Kong Chan looking at him, confused and asking for help, Hua Jiunan was completely speechless.
He pulled Chen Daji behind him, bowed to the Buddhist monk, and then asked.
"Young man Hua Jiu has never seen Senior Kong Chan."
"I don't know what senior needs to tell me when he urgently summoned me."