The girl in white followed He Xiangu and walked to the Bodhi tree in front of the scripture building behind the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Longchan Temple, and stopped, she didn't want to go with He Xiangu anymore. The girl in white chose to sit down on the stone bench under the linden tree, as if asking who Xue'er He Xiangu had just mentioned? Why did she say that she looked like her? Seeing that the girl in white did not leave, He Xiangu had to sit down with the girl in white. I walked behind another linden tree not far from them, and I could barely hear their conversation, so I stood behind the linden and listened to their conversation. Although, listening to other people's privacy like this seems to be disgraceful. But the word Xue'er is too important to me, and the jade magnolia flower on the girl in white almost intimidates me, the girl in white must have something to do with Xue'er, I am very sure in my heart. In desperation, the right to do it. Thinking of listening to their conversation, my face couldn't help but be irritable, my heart was also uneasy, my heart was beating wildly, and I was afraid that the girl in white would be deceived by He Xiangu, so I could only do this, be a villain.

I only heard He Xiangu say: "Sister, you really look like Xue'er, you are her daughter, right?" He Xiangu's words made me shiver in this windy and sunny early autumn season, and my heart suddenly tightened. The girl in white remained silent and continued to ask: "The friend that the fairy aunt knows, I don't know where to live, what do you do? Maybe it's just a coincidence?" He Xian Gu said: "Do you want to listen? Add another twenty yuan, I will make do with buying a lunch box to eat, don't add or say, I will receive eighty yuan for one sign." "He Xiangu actually played a scoundrel. Perhaps Xue'er's information was too important to the girl in white, so she took out another twenty yuan from her pocket and said to He Xiangu: "Talking counts, the last time." He Xiangu snatched the money from the girl in white, pretended, shook her head, and said in a puzzled tone: "The girl is a blessed person, first bitter and then sweet." But seeing the dragon and snake meeting each other, the bear fell into a dream and was reunited. As for my friend Xue'er, it can't be said to be a friend, it's just a little related, and Yu'er has met twice. But when I saw that the girl looked exactly like her, I was amazed: there were such and such similar people in the world, it was almost like a copy, so I just said it. But if you can give more than 200 yuan, I will take you to see Master Buzhen, he can divinate and shake lots, touch the bones and face each other, judge the past and present life, and his skills are boundless, many rich women are vying to find him to give him guidance, but the girl refuses. The girl in white saw He Xiangu going around, still with a bad idea, she was simply a witch, and she probably couldn't ask why, she looked unscrupulous, and was about to leave. He Xiangu hurriedly took the hand of the girl in white and said, "Hey, Xiao Nizi still has a character, girl, don't worry, Xiangu can get your money, and she should solve your problems." Xue'er lives in Zhuhai, my brother is downstairs in the community where she lives, opened a pet shop, I lived with Master Buzhen in my brother's place for a few days last year, took my little niece to her to learn calligraphy, met her twice, and also knew that she had a child during the chat, but she didn't say whether it was a man or a woman, I met you today, guess. Girl, are you her daughter?" The girl in white took He Xiangu's hand away and said, "Is this also called a friend?" He Xiangu said: "Yes, there is another bit of origin, our family has lived in Sanyuan Village in Sanjiang Town, Xue'er's hometown for a few years, and my brother and I have studied in Sanyuan Village Primary School, and we are half villagers, can we not be considered friends? If you are her daughter, you still have to call me aunt." After hearing this, the girl in white said "uh, uh, uh" a few times in a row, as if she was about to gag, she quickly pressed her heart with her hand, and laughed at herself: "Count, count, Xiangu said that it is okay, then, that, she is not from Sanyuan Village, right? Do you know Xue'er's husband?" He Xiangu said: "In the past few days in Zhuhai, I only went to her house twice, but I didn't see her, I don't know her." The girl in white looked completely disappointed, raised her legs, and walked away without looking back. Behind her was He Xiangu raising her hand and raising her voice and shouting hard, asking the girl in white to follow her to see the great monk Buzhen, looking like a pity. She took out the eighty yuan given by the girl in white from her pocket, smiled so much that she couldn't see her eyes, and muttered to herself: "Go buy a bottle of expensive Niulanshan, a pound of beef jerky, and celebrate it at noon." After He Xiangu finished speaking, Yin Yang laughed out loud.

Hearing this, I am sure that He Xiangu is He Yaping, and her brother must be He Yingwei. And Xue'er must be living in Zhuhai, as for Zhang Hanxin, the girl in white, it is very likely that she is Xue'er's daughter. The biggest question in the girl's mind may be: Where is her own father now? This is also the question I want to know the most! When I heard He Xiangu say that Xue'er had a child, I was very eager to get information about Xue'er's husband, but unfortunately He Xiangu had no follow-up. And Hanxin is looking for information about her father, and the two seem to be a little different. At this time, I walked up to He Xiangu and said to He Xiangu unceremoniously: "Xiangu, this kind of innocent and innocent little girl who is as simple as a blank piece of paper, don't lie to them in the future, accumulate some yin virtue for yourself." "It's about your, you can control it, it's her begging me, not me begging her, Brother Buzhen often says, 'I don't ask Tong Meng, Tong Meng beg me', I understand it for a long time." Make no mistake, it was the little girl who came to me voluntarily. Who is she? Little lover? I heard that painters like to be little lovers, and all of them are colorful. Why do you care so much about her? Like a stinky paste, he is nosy, prevents me from making a lot of money, thinks he is some great dog, wants to bully me, there is no door, you come, you come, see me a little bit of a posture, right? Come, come, as soon as you move me, I will be called indecent. After He Xiangu finished speaking, she actually reached out and pushed me twice on my left chest, her eyes staring at me, with a domineering posture. I was unprepared, I took two steps backwards in a row, and my body almost lost its center of gravity, as if I was about to fall, and I was very embarrassed. He Xiangu had to inch in, holding her chest out to grab my hand. I'm afraid that as soon as I let her catch it, if I put it on her, she will immediately dare to open her mouth and say that I am disrespectful to her, then I really can't wash it by jumping into the Yellow River. I had to take advantage of the gust of wind and escape, and as I walked, I said in shock: "Unreasonable, unreasonable!" It's really a show of talent and a shrew, and she is both justified and wronged!

I walked back to the sketching point in one breath, and after sitting down, my mouth was panting, out of breath, and I was in a daze, looking ashamed. Fortunately, He Xiangu didn't follow, and the few questions that he was going to ask He Xiangu had already been thrown out of the clouds. I said to myself: Come on, this kind of demon can't know about Xue'er, so don't ask. Fortunately, the girl in white didn't reason with her just now, otherwise, I don't know what trouble she would have caused? Thinking about He Xiangu's face just now, I was really a little afraid! This He Xiangu was no longer a human being at all, she had cultivated into a goblin, and she would even casually say a word about the hexagram, which was terrible! People, it was really unseemly, this shrew in the countryside, illiterate, was competing to be a witch at the foot of the Imperial City of Kyoto, in a big temple, under the sign of carrying forward the tradition and promoting Buddhism. With a group of self-proclaimed charlatans, sages and humanes, they raised banners in a dignified place to solve problems with others. This group of rabble is wantonly swaggering and cheating, and even half-deceiving and half-robbing! This is not much different from the previous car bandits, road ragepers, and ruffians and hooligans, but they have changed their heads! No wonder I heard Lao Zhao talk a while ago, a friend of his GZ has a distant relative, who used to repair tires and do car repairs, and suddenly under the banner of veteran military doctors retiring from the army, he became a doctor specializing in the treatment of dermatological and venereal diseases and gynecology. He also hung the title of professor of a foreign medical university that could not be found on the earth, and invited two nurses who can give injections and a young man who rode a motorcycle through the streets and alleys every day to post psoriasis advertisements, like an expert. In a few years, he actually earned money to buy a villa, drive a BMW, and marry several wives. Then he also said to Lao Zhao's friend Xianyao: A needle for treating venereal diseases only costs two or three yuan, and the fee is more than 100 yuan, and sometimes more than ten or twenty people are played a day, or even more. Grab some Chinese herbal medicines that don't need money, and don't care if they are cured or not, anyway, it's difficult to talk about it, and they don't dare to come back to find trouble, especially if they are officials, they can only lose their teeth and swallow them, and they eat yellow lotus dumbly, and they have nowhere to complain about their suffering, so they have been making a windfall, and at the end of the year, the Health Bureau also issued a certificate of commendation to praise them for their contributions to the local area and relieve the pain of many people. What kind of world is this? No wonder this Buddhist resort also hides filth and dirt. What has become of this temple dojo!

Lao Zhao saw me panting at this time, looking frightened, walked over, squatted down face to face in front of me, rolled his eyes, lowered his head to look at me, and laughed happily at himself like an old playboy of Zhou Botong, and then said to me with a serious smile: "Chase the little girl?" or chase He Xiangu? You are also interested in the old demon? I see that she seems to be scratching her head in front of you just now, hahaha." Old Zhong, old Zhong, there are really two toothbrushes! One is old, and he is still restless! He deserves it, it's boring, isn't it? Hahaha, hahaha. Lao Zhao couldn't help laughing after he said, and pointed at me with his finger, pressing his stomach with one hand, and was so happy that his mouth actually drooled. He quickly suppressed his laughter and wiped the saliva from his beard with his hand. Ah Guang also took the stall at this time, and asked in a daze: "Brother Zhong, you have an affair?" Ah Guang had a cigarette in his mouth and spoke with a joke. Lao Zhao continued: "Isn't it, I have been soulless today, when I saw the beautiful little girl and the pimped half-old He Xiangu, I couldn't continue painting, I thought about women in my heart, and chased after others, but when I came back, the three souls were gone, I don't know why? After Lao Zhao finished speaking, he and Ah Guang looked at each other, and they were happy again, laughing. The two of them were a bit like the six immortals of Peach Valley who made me happy diagonally, but I was even more embarrassed, with a helpless face, so I yelled at them angrily: "Go, go, go, you two will say cool things and make fun of me." As I spoke, I sorted out my painting tools and prepared to close the stall, Lao Zhao also walked back to pack up my things, and the three of them went back to the academy. Along the way, Lao Zhao and Ah Guang kept making fun of me, I didn't pay attention to it, and I didn't know what Lao Zhao and Ah Guangzuo said? Although it made He Xiangu dizzy, she still got a little bit of Xue'er's information, which was a little gain. At least I know that Xue'er still lives in Zhuhai and teaches calligraphy.

Xue'er, a name that has been sealed in my heart for more than 20 years, is the pain of my life! How has she lived for more than 20 years? Han Xin is really her daughter? Who is Han Xin's father? Are Xue'er's parents also living in Zhuhai? Oh, Han Xin said that her grandmother lives with them, and if Han Xin is really Xue'er's daughter, then Han Xin's father is a mystery! The more I think about it, the more confused I become.

Before we knew it, we were back at Jingxi Fengling Academy.