"Go back to recognize relatives?"
A giant mural Buddha appeared quietly, and Xiaoqing looked down at the foot hall, then muttered thoughtfully.
Because Pei Hong is alone this time and the timing is very coincidental.
So Xiaoqing doesn’t know Peihong mountain again, and she doesn’t know Peiwende has decided to follow the other mountain.
"Is it time already?"
Xiaoqing remembered Pei Wende Pei Hong’s promise at this moment.
She used to be Pei Wende, but as far as the current situation is concerned, she obviously ignored each other’s ideas.
"He doesn’t seem to hate his blood relatives as much as he thought?"
Because Pei Wende has always shown resistance to Xiaoqing, he still hates his blood relatives!
Good Xiaoqing didn’t entangle this problem too much and began to wonder how long Pei Wende planned to go this time.
For Xiaoqing now, there is no qualitative difference between staying in Weishan and going to a strange place.
Xiaoqing always feels vaguely that this journey will not be so smooth.
However, considering Pei Wende’s "disaster" attribute, Xiaoqing soon ignored the uneasiness in his heart.
After all, which mountain trip of Pei Wende was smooth?
I have long been used to this. Xiaoqing flashed and once again disappeared into the Buddha murals.
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Meanwhile, at the foot of Tongqing Temple.
Not long after leaving Tongqing Temple, Zhang Chusheng returned to the temple before his parents "oppressed" him.
"You this child how so no eye strength? ！”
"If we know that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival Wende and foreign porridge …"
"Even if you don’t stay to help, why did you run home alone?"
See Zhang Tu’s wife carrying Zhang Chusheng’s ear in one hand and a bundle of heavy bacon in the other.
And behind him, Zhang Tu is equally bitter. Although he is carrying his little daughter, who is only a few years old, he still has no trace and winks at Zhang Chusheng. His face is full of schadenfreude.
"Mom, I miss you!"
Carrying his old niang gave Zhang Tu a bold stare. Zhang Chusheng was clutching his ear and moaned.
"And there are outsiders here. Please save some noodles for me!"
When this statement came out, Aunt Zhang’s face became even uglier, and the volume was also a little higher.
"You still know how to be proud!"
"How did Zen Master Lingyou and your brother Wende treat our family? Don’t you have any points in your heart?"
"Now I know what you did before you met?"
"You are now following the Zen master Ling You. They study hard at the holidays. Your father and I will see you on our own …"
"Can’t your father and I live without you?"
“……”
Walking hand in hand by Zhang Tu, the last moon smiled at being very embarrassed by his mother’s training. Zhang Chusheng just didn’t applaud on the spot.
"Moon, you don’t want to be cheated by my silly son who shows fine everyday …"
"That’s a lot of silly things to do, just like this time. It’s such an important day to take your mountain."
"Don’t want to think when he can’t mountain? It’s just that this is the time when people are most short of hands. Do you think he’s a little careless? "
When I noticed that Moon Smile was reprimanding Zhang Chusheng, Aunt Zhang immediately turned around and told her two sentences.
"I know aunt Zhang!"
This sweet sentence "Aunt Zhang" made Zhang Chusheng’s mother be elated, but the client couldn’t help glaring at her.
[This little devil, if you hadn’t secretly told me that Niang Temple was short of hands, I would still rest at home now! 】
Seems to be understand Zhang Chusheng eyes, the moon has actually made a provocative mouth in front of Zhang Tu.
[Who told you not to teach me math? 】
Besides, I think it’s interesting to see you being trained! 】
Chapter VI Familiarity with urging marriage
The sun sets and the full moon rises.
After a busy day, Tongqing Temple is finally quiet again at this moment.
Except those who stayed at the temple as pilgrims and refugees, all the people in Tongqing Temple finally ushered in their own time.
"This mountain, this water, this moon, and these precision machines …"
"Just staying here feels a peaceful atmosphere. No wonder Wende has refused to leave here."
Pei Wende’s daily practice went to the stream, and Pei Hong looked at it with a look of wonder, saying sincerely that Pei Wende had turned it into a workshop, garden and arsenal delivery room.
"Yes! This is indeed a good place to cultivate one’s self-cultivation. "
Zou Qiwu, who is not far away from Pei Hong, should also sigh with emotion while curiously holding the grill in his hand.