In fact, Mu Qingge's hobbies are sometimes more and more, and less and less, because her hobbies have always been different from ordinary women.

For example, she likes skiing, riding and shooting, and even a pile of dirty snow, she can play with great interest for a long time without fear of cold or cold, and she will not stop without building a few meticulous snowmen.

However, there are very few things that women really love.

For example, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, such as female red embroidery, sometimes let her do this, it is like having an enmity with her for eight lifetimes, as if she is torturing her.

This hanging acacia, Tao Acacia, is actually not like something she will do.

Rong Jue's own interest was also average, however, he was really interested when he saw her, and when he held his arm and shook it, his smiling eyes seemed to be carrying stars, and they were bright enough to catch people's hearts at night!

He was stunned by it, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay." ”

Mu Qingge cheered, "The prince is so good." ”

Rong Jue touched her head and smiled helplessly.

She asked for something, and he agreed to her even if he went to the soup!

"Then let's go back to the master now?" Mu Qingge raised his face to look at the acacia tree swaying its branches and leaves in the wind, "Or go back to the room first, write our wishes, and then give it to the master to open the light?"

"You don't have to get into the little details. Rong Jue patted her head, took her hand, and said while going back the same way: "It's not early, let's go early and come back early, there should be a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the master's place, and it shouldn't be counted for us to use." ”

When the others saw the two of them like this, they were unconsciously amused or something, and they also followed.

When the master saw them go and return, he was not surprised: "I don't know why the donors went and returned?"

Rong Jue made his intentions clear, the master smiled compassionately, and immediately asked the little master to study more ink, took out some paper for them to use, and bowed to the Buddha statue with his hands folded, and then went out to stand.

"Little Ge'er, what are you going to write?"

Duanmu Liuyue didn't know what to think, and she seemed a little nervous when she pinched the paper.

It was the first time Mu Qingge saw him like this, and raised his eyebrows: "What you ask for, shouldn't it have anything to do with Xiaoxing?"

"Long-winded!" Duanmu Liuyue was unhappy, and glared at Mu Qingge angrily: "Didn't you say that if you say it, it won't work, since you guessed it, why do you have to say it?"

Mu Qingge gave him a roll of his eyes, and said coldly: "Since you know, why do you want to ask me what to write?"

Duanmu Liuyue pouted: "Aren't I curious?"

"Huh. Mu Qingge sneered twice and responded, "Isn't this also a casual guess?"

Duanmu Liuyue was angry.

"Ahhh

Mu Qingge was speechless and held his forehead: "What kind of quirk are you, people don't ask you, but you yourself want to pull it to others?"

Blame her?

"I, I ......" Rong Ying regretted not being at the beginning.

"Okay, don't think about it so much. Mu Qingge patted the young man's beautiful face, and casually told him a method that was not a method: "There are thousands of wishes, what if you say one or two, you can just think of two more wishes." ”

Rong Ying was not stupid, and muttered unhappily: "But this Xiao Wang wants to fulfill the two wishes that this Xiao Wang told people the most." ”

"Then you still make those two wishes. Mu Qingge said: "The Buddha has a way, and if there is a heart, there is a spirit." ”

"I have told others all my wishes, and the Buddha must think that this little king has no heart. "Rong Ying is a little broken child after all, and her imagination is very tight," In this way, it is a waste of tonight's wish. ”

Mu Qingge narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled him the face, and asked with a smile: "Then tell me, what do you want to do?!"

Rong Ying wrinkled a handsome face, and was about to speak, Rong Jue came over at some point, and glanced at the young man coldly, "I think it's hot in the house, do you want to go out to cool off?"

"No, no, no. ”

When Rong Ying heard this, she shuddered, she was really afraid that Rong Jue would throw him out of the door, so she waved her hand and ran away.

Mu Qingge was helpless, and said with some envy: "You can still cure people." ”

Rong Jue couldn't deny it, staring at the white paper in her hand: "You and I are the first, but so many people have written, but you haven't written anything?"

Mu Qingge stuck out his tongue, and then sighed: "Actually, I was just excited, however, when I came in and picked up the pen, I found that I didn't know what I was asking for." ”

"No desire, no desire?" Duanmu Liuyue suddenly appeared again, and said in a slurp: "Xiao Ge'er, is your mentality too good and easy to satisfy, or is Rong Jue giving you too much and you have nothing to ask for?"

After hearing this, Rong Jue also glanced at Mu Qingge.

The eyes burned.

"Actually, I guess there are all of them. Mu Qingge saw that Rong Jue had been staring at her, and knew that Rong Jue was caring about Duanmu Liuyue's words, and looked at it and said with a smile: "All I want is for everyone in the family to be safe and happy, and the family to be happy and satisfied." Now, I have it all. ”

When she came to this world, she was equivalent to having no father or mother, and she didn't have any worries.

Now, she has Rong Jue, who loves her very much, a very healthy baby in her arms, a little fart, and a confidant, she is already very satisfied, in fact, it can be said that her life is complete.

If she can continue to do this, she can really ask for nothing for the rest of her life.

Rong Jue listened and smiled.

Yes, in fact, it doesn't matter if a person asks for too much or too little, all he cares about is the people around him.

"Tsk!"

Duanmu Liuyue looked at Mu Qingge and Rong Jue with a smile on her face, only to feel that her mouth was pantothenic and her heart was also pantothenic, of course, the most was actually envy, if he was like them in the future, he could ask for nothing else.

"Then don't you write it?" Rong Jue gently touched her head.

Mu Qingge tilted his head and thought for a while, bowed to the Buddha a few times, and said, "Then I'll be greedy and have a few more wishes." ”

"Good. ”

Rong Jue stood aside and gave her space to write her wishes.

Mu Qingge waved a few times, and soon it was written, she blew the paper a few times, waited for the ink to dry, looked around, and found that everyone had gone out, and only Rong Jue and her were left here.

As she folded the paper, she asked, "Have you written it too?"

"Hmm. Rong Jue bowed her head, and after she folded it, she took her hand and walked out, Mu Qingge's interest was a little high, and she chattered in Rong Jue's ear as she walked: "Let's go faster, we have been out for a long time, and the little kid must be bored in the room alone." ”

Rong Jue grabbed her: "Slow down, with a housekeeper with you, don't worry." ”

Mu Qingge nodded, and said with a smile: "Ming'er will wait for the little kid to come over, and let him write a few wishes, and then you can hold him and let him hang up in person." When he grows up, it will be very interesting to take it out and take a look. ”

Rong Jue smiled and bowed: "Okay." ”

When Mu Qingge saw him like this, he was immediately relieved.

At least, he forgot about the stick, and that one was secretly stuffed into the master's table when she took advantage of the crowd.