Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

The doctor sighed and continued: "Yes, King Suddhodana was a failure. He was worried that his son would become a monk, so he built an extremely luxurious palace for him. The garden was full of exotic flowers and plants. When Mani was 19 years old, he chose the beautiful and virtuous Princess Yasodhara as his concubine for his son, and there were countless maids to serve him. He only hoped that the luxurious life and his father's love would make him He gave up the years of becoming a monk.

However, at midnight when Sakyamuni was 29, he just left quietly and never came back again—nothing can stop his determination to ascend. "

The fat man didn't come back to his senses until this time, and hurriedly said: "No, doctor, Xiao Tang won't leave, he...he just went for a walk..."

"I don't know!" The doctor sighed, "I'm like the King of Pure Rice now, I feel like I'm a failure."

Feng Tang leaned against the door, listening in a daze, he couldn't figure it out, why did the doctor have such a ridiculous idea?Well, in fact, these are not important. If he wants to leave, he can take him away. Isn't he that irresponsible grandfather Buddha?

So, he raised his foot and kicked towards the door.

"Open the door, Fatty!" Feng Tang shouted directly.

"Ah..." The fat man was taken aback, and couldn't help but look at the doctor, who was already walking towards the door quickly, and when he opened the door, he saw Feng Tang standing at the door.

"Little Tang...you're back." The doctor hurriedly pulled him in and shouted, "Is it cold outside? Is Baolian's house fun? Would you like to have supper?"

"Baolian's house is very fun. I lost more than 200 million euros." Feng Tang pulled the doctor and gave the fat man a wink. The fat man understood, closed the door, and walked to the other side.

"So, I stopped playing at 10:30. You are always very good at making money, but you can't afford to lose like this like a prodigal son. Then, I went out to do some errands." Feng Tang signaled the doctor to sit on the sofa Sitting down, he said, "I admit, I'm a prodigal and a second-generation ancestor, but——I'm not such an irresponsible person, please, don't associate me with that irresponsible Grandpa Buddha, okay? You Have some confidence in me, okay?"

The doctor just smiled embarrassingly for a while, and he didn't expect that what he and the fat man had said would be overheard by him.

However, he was really worried that Feng Tang would just leave and never come back.

"Do you want supper?" The doctor was about to divert this embarrassing topic.

However, Feng Tang was so close to him, leaning on him as he did when he was a child, and asked, "Will King Jingfan make supper for his son?"

"Cough..." The doctor coughed in embarrassment, and after a while, he said, "He is the king of India, don't you think so?"

"That's enough." Feng Tang sighed, and said with some complaints, "You are not the king of Jingfan, you are more powerful than him, you will cook me supper, and I don't have the fraternal heart of Grandpa Buddha, All sentient beings are suffering, and it has nothing to do with me.”

The doctor smiled and reached out to stroke his face, just like when he was a child.

Feng Tang leaned on him with some satisfaction, closed his eyes, and asked, "Did Duan Muze call you?"

"Yeah!" The doctor nodded.

"Dad, do you know what era this is?" Feng Tang asked suddenly.