At this time, Qian Wanguan said excitedly that I would donate so much money to the school.
Patriarch Qian was surprised and asked, "Why do you have so much money?"
Qian Wanguan replied, I sold all the two stores on the street that I planned to rent out, so I still have some money.
Patriarch Qian said "Oh", that's right, we don't want you to donate so much money alone. Running a school is a public welfare undertaking, and every household can donate, as long as the total amount is 7,000 to 8,000 yuan. How much do your two baskets of copper coins add up to?
Qian Wanguan said, donate all ten thousand condoms to the academy!
Patriarch Qian opened his eyes and said, you can donate more, but you don’t need to donate so much.
Qian Wagguan firmly stated that I must donate so much.
The clan members present all said in unison that by donating so much money, you have undoubtedly donated the money of the entire clan, and more than that.
Qian Wanguan said, don't worry about it. I have taken the reassurance and am willing to donate 10,000 yuan.
Patriarch Qian said excitedly, if you donate 10,000 yuan to build a school, we will erect a merit monument for you to remember your merits in educating your descendants.
Qian Wanguan said that there is no need to erect any merit monument. If you want to erect it for me, I will not donate it and just pick up the two baskets of copper coins.
Several members of the tribe expressed their opinions, "According to your wishes, we will not erect a visible merit monument for you. We will only erect an invisible but tangible merit monument for you in the hearts of the tribe. Okay?"
Qian Wanguan didn't say anything, but poured two baskets of copper coins on the floor of the ancestral hall, then turned around and left with two empty baskets.
Patriarch Qian took a few steps and said, "Wan Guan, you're good to go!" On behalf of more than 100 households in the village, I would like to thank you for your contribution to the establishment of Qianzhuang Academy that cannot be underestimated!
That day, it was drizzling again. Qian Wankuan came to Zhangjiazhuang with a big bulging cloth bag on his shoulder and an umbrella. He saw the lame Zhang San walking with a limp and was very pitiful. He approached him and took out 1,000 copper coins from the big cloth bag. In his hands. He didn't dare to accept it, and looked at the unfamiliar Qian Wan Guan in confusion. Then he said, did you get the wrong person? I am not your creditor.
Qian Wanguan smiled and said, "You're not mistaken. I came here specifically to help you."
The cripple Zhang San took the large sling of copper coins in his hand and said, thank you. He patted his lame leg and said "Alas", "Li Si, the hunchback in Lijiazhuang, suffered worse than me. You can help him, but I don't want it."
Qian Wanguan patted the bag, and there was a metallic sound inside. He said, I still have it here. I have also made arrangements for the hunchback in Lijiazhuang, so you don’t have to worry.
After a while, Qian Wanguan came to Lijiazhuang under an umbrella and gave all 1,000 coins to the hunchback Li Si; then he rushed to Wangjiazhuang, Liujiazhuang, Majiazhuang, Youjiazhuang, Xujiazhuang, and Wujiazhuang and gave them to the blind Wang Wu and the mute Liu respectively. 6. The paralyzed Bama Qi, the stuttering You Ba, the one-armed man Xu Jiu, and the homeless girl Wu Shi (food) each receive 1,000 coins. In this way, the big cloth bag he was carrying collapsed when he touched it. Then he said to himself, "After delivering another 10,000 copper coins, the weight on my body has lightened, and I feel much more relaxed."
At this time, the drizzle was still falling, and Qian Wanguan, who was holding an umbrella, noticed that there was bright sunshine coming from the other side of the mountain. He closed his umbrella and looked around with a smile, and a beautiful rainbow arched in the sky.
In the evening, the setting sun in the distant mountains is like blood. The river water under Wang'en Bridge was dyed bright red; a man on Wang'en Bridge was burning incense and turning paper into paper, and then knelt down to worship with the utmost piety.
This man was Qian Wankuan. He felt uncomfortable listening to the sobbing water under the bridge, and had a look of guilt on his face.
He looked under the bridge and muttered to himself, I'm sorry! Shopkeeper, I can hear the sound of the river flowing under the bridge, as if I can hear your cry of grievance. I shouldn’t! The shopkeeper's. If Cheng Shijiang hadn't leaked some information to me during his trip to Hades, I wouldn't have known how to be afraid or repent.
Shopkeeper, I understand now that I covet the glory and wealth in the world, seek your wealth and harm your life, and only care about my own enjoyment. In the future, after my death, I will not only be sent to the stone grinding hell and suffer the pain of grinding, but also the prison term. After the child is born, if his body is not saved, he will be given the body of a pig or dog by the King of Hell, and he will suffer eternal suffering!
At this point, Qian Wagguan kept kowtowing to the spot beside the bridge where Fu Dexing was pushed into the river by him. Then, he stood up and walked to the bridge, looking at the gradually dimming river water, and lowered his head solemnly.
Qian Wanguan, who looked ashamed, was still saying, "Shopkeeper, I am here to apologize to you and beg for your forgiveness."
How did Qian Waguan know, and where could he see it? Fu Dexing had become a water ghost. At this moment, he got up from the river and stood in front of him wet.
Fu Dexing had a look of resentment on his face and said loudly, "I want to forgive you, but I can't." You are a snake-hearted person who deserves death. After your death, you will have to go to hell to suffer torture. After your sentence is over, you will be reincarnated as a pig or a dog and be slaughtered by others.
The souls of Qian Wagguan and Fu Dexing already belong to the two realms of yin and yang. Fu Dexing can hear Qian Wagguan speak, but Qian Wagguan cannot hear Fu Dexing speak.
At this moment, Fu Dexing wanted to drag Qian Wanguan into the river and drown him in revenge for the sworn murder of his life, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he retracted in discomfort.
Fu Dexing said, Damn it, your yang energy is quite strong, it’s hard for me to do anything.
Qian Wankuan looked at the rolling river under the bridge and still whispered, Shopkeeper, I want to tell you that I sincerely correct my mistakes. I want to change my mind and start a new life. I have already taken action. I originally planned to use the large amount of money I obtained from you as capital to buy two stores and rent them to others, collect the rent myself, and live a good life where I can enjoy happiness and wealth without having to work.
Now I have awakened and repented, so I sold the two stores I had purchased and got 30,000 yuan. In fact, these 30,000 yuan belong to you, and I dare not take it for myself. I will do merit on your behalf now. , arrangements have been made for 20,000 yuan of the money: 10,000 yuan was donated to Qianjiazhuang to build a school; the other 20,000 yuan was donated to ten physically disabled people in ten villages.
There is also 10,000 yuan, which is not mine, but yours, and I don't dare to use it blindly. Don’t you have an eighty-year-old mother? I will use this money to honor you and support your mother as mine. Speaking of this, Qian Wagguan was so ashamed that he burst into tears.
Although Fu Dexing had a deep hatred for Qian Wanguan, he was moved when he heard what he said and how earnestly he said it. At first Fu Dexing looked at Qian Wagguan fiercely, but now he looked at him much more peacefully.
At this time, an old man with wrinkles on his face climbed out of the river. He walked to the bridge with a stick. Fu Dexing immediately greeted him and said, "Grandpa River God, why are you here?"
The River God leaned on crutches with both hands, tilted his head, smiled slightly, and then said, "Old Fu, this bad guy who killed you is indeed repenting and taking action." Yesterday I went to the Chenghuang Temple for a meeting. I heard the Chenghuang say that with the merits accumulated on your behalf by this money, the underworld will save you and reincarnate in a good land. Please forgive him!
Fu Dexing said, if it is really like Grandpa River God said, I will consider whether I am willing to forgive him. By the way, I will only forgive him if he really supports my eighty-year-old mother.
The river god stamped his crutch on the bridge and said okay! Just look at his actions.
