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He then put his cigarettes in his pocket.

He took the cigarette from Chen Hao, lit it, and

Then Chen Hao and the other two

He sat there, puffing away.

It's clear that he also likes Yuxi.

The pack of more expensive cigarettes in his pocket,

It's just for showing off.

Chapter 52 Do you want to change your name?

"Fan Kun, I bet ten yuan."

You're going to have your name changed.

Chen Hao looked into the distance.

He suddenly smiled and said.

"Huh?" Fan Kun was taken aback.

He said, "Change your name? Change what name?"

Chen Hao looked up, gesturing for him to look in that direction.

Fan Kun looked up as Chen Hao instructed.

An elderly woman, over sixty years old

He walked shakily toward Chen Hao and the other man.

Fan Kun didn't understand Chen Hao's meaning.

Chen Hao gave him a expectant look.

"Young men, I have something to tell you."

Sure enough, the old lady walked over,

In front of Chen Hao and the others,

He suddenly said in a low voice.

"I have something to tell you two."

Do you two know?

A stone was unearthed in a certain place...

Chen Hao and the other two didn't say anything.

All I heard was the old woman talking.

Fan Kun already understood.

This is a believer.

But he still didn't understand.

This is what Chen Hao said.

What does changing your name have to do with it?

Chen Hao gestured for him not to rush.

Ignore the old lady's nonsense.

Finally, the old lady said mysteriously:

"Constantly recite the Buddha's name and have faith in the Buddha."

Buddha will protect you both.

Remember that, child.

Here comes the important part! Chen Hao thought to himself.

Sure enough, the old lady pointed at Chen Hao and said:

"Child, from today onwards you will be called Fuhu."

He then pointed to Fan Kun:

"Your name is Jianglong."

My child,

Constantly recite the Buddha's name.

May Buddha protect you and bring you peace.

The old lady has passed away.

Chen Hao couldn't help but laugh.

Chen Hao noticed that Fan Kun's lips were twitching.

Chen Hao laughed even louder.

He casually patted Fan Kun on the shoulder.

After a long pause, Fan Kun sighed.

He took out ten yuan from his pocket.

He handed it to Chen Hao with a helpless expression and said:

"Although I didn't agree to it."

But this kind of thing still...

"Ten yuan would be better."

Chen Hao didn't stand on ceremony.

You have to accept the consequences of your bet.

Ten dollars can do a lot of things.

For example...

"Come on, let me treat you to some grilled cold noodles."

Chen Hao stood up.

He tightened his clothes.

April nights are still quite cold.

"Why do you think people are like this?"

"How is it?" Chen Hao asked, holding a bamboo skewer in his hand.

I put a piece of grilled cold noodles into my mouth.

Listening to Fan Kun's question.

Grilled cold noodles can be considered one of the specialties of northern China, right?

Chen Hao didn't know about the South.

Does such a thing also exist?

This thing is used to...

Cold noodles in a slab shape, with oil.

Made with eggs and ham.

Brush on some garlic sauce, and it tastes pretty good.

"Actually, this problem doesn't exist when there's nothing going on."

I was just thinking, why are people like this?

In other words, why do people exist?

So many emotions, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness?

Why are there so many?

Hmm... I guess I should call it appearance?

Beautiful, ugly.

Their lives are also different.

Poor people, rich people, good people, bad people

Healthy, disabled, and others.

Why live?

What is the meaning of life?