The good day in front of him is the celebrity next to the old lady, and Yang Zixin is polite and thoughtful. She took out a red rope and handed it to Liangchen: "Sister Liangchen, this is the old rope of the moon that I asked for for my sister when I went to Lingguang Temple yesterday, or the abbot personally opened it, and there is a peach heart on it." ”

Liangchen is also a twenty-year-old girl, if she is a child of an ordinary family, she has already become a mother at this age, but Liangchen is the personal ring of the old lady, if there is no permission from the old lady, she can't get engaged privately. But it doesn't mean that she doesn't have a girl's heart.

Sure enough, when she took the old rope of the moon, her face was full of peach blossoms and spring water.

Liangchen has followed Lao Taijun since she was a child, and she has been rewarded by Lao Taijun for her thoughtful service, and she has received a lot of gifts, but her inner desire for love is growing with age.

"Thank you, Miss, for thinking about the slave." Liangchen bowed deeply to Yang Zixin, but didn't say anything, and then invited her into the Buddhist hall.

Yang Zixin knew that her goal had been achieved this time. Yi Liangchen is so clever that he must understand her intentions. Yang Zixin walked into the Buddhist hall, put on the pillar incense, and knelt silently beside the old lady, with words in her mouth.

The old lady just closed her eyes, for a long time, after reciting the scriptures, Yang Zixin helped the old lady up, the old lady looked at Yang Zixin and asked: "Sister Xin, just now the old body listened to you recite the "Stunned Curse"? ”

Yang Zixin replied softly: "Back to grandmother, Xin'er first recited the Heart Sutra, then the Ten Little Mantras, and then the Stunned Mantra." ”

The old lady looked at Yang Zixin in surprise, and couldn't hide her appreciation in her eyes: "Good sister, good, good!" Then he nodded.

Yang Zixin didn't dare to say anything: "How can a grandmother be so pious, the granddaughter just often observes the grandmother to worship the Buddha, and then is moved by the solemn Buddha appearance of the Buddha and the Bodhisattva, in the final analysis, she is also infected by the grandmother." ”

The old lady smiled happily, and her eyes narrowed into a slit.

At this time, Yang Zixin asked Qiu Ju to take a stack of copied scriptures and bow respectfully to the old lady and said: "This is the scripture that my granddaughter copied for her grandmother when she was recuperating in the room a few days ago, praying for her grandmother to live a long and healthy life, and I hope that the Bodhisattva will take care of her grandmother." ”

The old lady took the hand-copied scroll, felt more gratified, opened it and looked, the font is not only neat, but also the hook is powerful, the charm is good, horizontal thin and vertical fat, so atmospheric.

"What a granddaughter! You've done a good job of handwriting! It's comparable to a talented and beautiful woman. The old lady admired again and again, and even looked at Yang Zixin's gaze differently.

The old lady looked at Yang Zixin, half-squinting her eyes with fine light, this kid feels very different from before.

Yang Zixin deliberately ignored the appreciation in her eyes, and said with a smile: "Grandmother, a few days ago, Xin'er played a few games of chess with a master, and she has been itching her hands for the past few days. If Xin'er can get a little guidance from his grandmother, it will naturally be good. ”

Hearing her granddaughter blow the stick like this, the old lady laughed so much that her eyes were crooked, and she said happily: "You are all old, how dare you think that you are a talented woman without shame!" ”

Yang Zixin pulled the old lady's shirt, shook it gently and said coquettishly: "Grandmother loves to be humble. ”

The old lady smiled and said, "Okay, okay, Liangchen, bring up the chess." ”

Liangchen took the chessboard, the chessboard was already dusty, and the old lady couldn't help but feel a little sad when he looked at the chess: "I think back then, the old body often accompanied your grandfather to play chess, but it's a pity that now it's a matter of things." ”

This article is from Reading Book King Novels