Yang Zixin's face changed, her smile was gone, she was all cold, and she actually shouted in front of her, Yang Ziying became more and more bold!

"You tear it up for me now." Yang Zixin's voice was so cold that he was about to fall out of the ice slag, pointing at Yang Ziqi and saying to Yang Ziying.

really made Yang Ziying tear up, Yang Ziying was really timid, looking at Yang Ziying's eyes with resentment.

"It's all a few sisters, why do you want to be so stiff, but the big sister is angry with a joke, isn't it too careful?" Yang Ziyue saw that Yang Ziying couldn't come to the stage, so she smiled at Yang Zixin, but the muscles on her face were obviously stiff.

Yang Zixin didn't eat this, she wanted to make a big deal out of it, she was holding the handle of the Liao family in her hands, and it was not bad to take the opportunity to stab it together.

"In the end, I said something serious, or Yang Ziying, you are not big or small! You're so good at saying that, but you're going to make it clear to me! Yang Zixin pointed at Yang Ziying and scolded loudly, "I don't respect my eldest sister, and I don't care for my younger sister, this is the upbringing raised by a person with a mother?" ”

However, Yang Zixin's confidence made Yang Ziying's heart more and more empty, and she hung her head and didn't say anything. In fact, I was so aggrieved that I couldn't do it, in a New Year, I was scolded twice in a row, can Yang Ziying not be depressed!

Yang Ziyue also simply turned her head, lifted the curtains a little, and pretended to look at the scenery outside.

Yang Zixin saw that they had died down, and she didn't chase after them, so as not to make herself into an unreasonable position.

Yang Ziqi quietly poured a cup of tea for Yang Zixin, and when she served it to her, she didn't forget to cast a "powerful" look.

Yang Zixin took the teacup and secretly smiled at Yang Ziqi.

When they arrived at Jinsheng Temple, Yang Zixin and the others got out of the carriage.

There are also many dignitaries and nobles who came to worship the Buddha in the New Year, no, Yang Zixin and his entourage met Zhang Yuepei, an "old friend" who had not been seen for a long time.

Zhang Yuepei naturally followed her mother to offer incense and pray for blessings, and as soon as she got off the carriage, she saw Yang Zixin, and Zhang Yuepei was also very congested.

Zhang Yuepei just wanted to tell her mother to leave quickly, but her mother He Shi had already laughed and shouted: "Old Taijun Yang! ”

Mrs. Yang went to see when she heard the voice, and saw that it was the wife of her son's colleague, so she smiled at He: "Mrs. Zhang, I haven't seen you for a long time, and the New Year is good." ”

Mrs. Zhang stepped forward a few steps, this was a good time for her master to climb up to Prime Minister Yang's family, and she immediately raised a flattering smile at Mrs. Yang: "Good New Year, good New Year!" Mrs. Yang is really friendly, I should have been a junior to say hello to Mrs. Yang. ”

"For the New Year, there is no need to be too rigid and polite." Mrs. Yang didn't care.

Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Yang were still chatting, Yang Zixin looked at Zhang Yuepei's impatient face, and couldn't help laughing, young man, he still couldn't hold his breath in the end.

But after a while, Yang Zixin almost didn't hold her breath and shouted.

I saw Mrs. Zhang chatting with Mrs. Yang for a few words, and then said: "Mrs. Yang, everyone has to rush to the incense today, and when there is a vacancy, the younger generation will take the little girl to Yang's Mansion to pay your New Year's greetings, and then we will chat more, do you say?" ”

Mrs. Yang is a person who likes to listen to good words, Mrs. Zhang has always followed her words to praise people, of course Mrs. Yang likes it very much, I heard her say that she wants to come to the house to pay New Year's greetings, so naturally she has no opinion, just think of one more person to relieve her boredom and amusement.

"Then you can come to the Yang Mansion and sit down." Mrs. Yang said it like a gift, but Mrs. Zhang really ate this, and immediately said, "Eh, okay, Mrs. Yang, let's go to the Jinsheng Temple together, right?" ”

Saying that, Mrs. Zhang immediately stepped forward to support Mrs. Yang, and the two took the lead in stepping on the steps of the Golden Holy Temple.

Yang Zixin was behind, her face was about to turn pale, the last time Zhang Yuepei came to the house, her sharp mouth that didn't know the severity of the matter had already made the two of them unhappy, and even Qingyun Gongzi had an opinion on Zhang Yuepei.

Go again this time? I'm afraid it's strange to stir up the backyard of the Yang Mansion into an unrest, after all, the current Yang Mansion is like a plate of scattered sand, and once there is an external impact, the illusion of peace on the surface of the Yang Mansion is probably about to break.

But compared to Yang Zixin's worries, Zhang Yuepei herself was also reluctant to go, glared at Yang Zixin, then turned her head and snorted heavily.

Fortunately, not long after entering the temple, Mrs. Zhang said that she would first go to meet a familiar master in the temple, and led Zhang Yuepei and others away.

However, because of this incident, Yang Zixin was also inspired by Mrs. Zhang, and an idea came out of her mind.

Mrs. Yang led the ladies of the Yang Mansion into the main hall, and after kneeling on the Buddha's incense, she took the lottery box and shook the lot to say goodbye, but unexpectedly, she really drew a sign out!

Mrs. Yang's face turned black at the moment, and she was very annoyed when she looked at the bamboo stick in her hand.

The master who unsigned the sign glanced at it from a distance and said: "If it is fate, why dodge, what should come always come, it is better to face the difficulties." ”

Only then did Mrs. Yang pause the urge to drop the bamboo stick in his hand, sighed, and handed it to Yang Zixin, who was closest to him: "Find the master to untie the sign." ”

Anyway, she is here, no matter what, she will keep the Yang Mansion safe and sound, otherwise, after a hundred years, how can she have the face to meet the ancestors of the Yang family.

Yang Zixin raised his hand to take the bamboo stick, and Liao had already handed over a silver ticket with a large share.

This is the practice of worshiping the Buddha in the New Year's Festival, taking advantage of the unsigning, the incense money is respected, one is to express the respect of the person who asked the signer to the Buddha, and the other is to let the master of the unsigned sign say more good things and change the life chart.

Yang Zixin took the silver ticket together, and then walked to the master of the unsigning and gave the two together, which is also the rule.

It stands to reason that when the master of unsigning reached out to take the lot, he would correct Yang Zixin to put the "salute" into the merit box.

Unexpectedly, the unsigning master reached out and accidentally touched Yang Zixin's fingertips, and when he landed, the unsigning master's gaze at Yang Zixin's eyes changed.

Yang Zixin was obviously taken aback by the blazing gaze of the unsigning master, and she felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Since being reborn, Yang Zixin has really thought about whether anyone will notice his abnormality, and at the same time, he is also afraid that he will be seen through, just like the feeling that this master of unsigning has given him at this moment.

Yang Zixin forced herself to calm down and kept her voice steady: "Master, the little girl worships the Buddha on behalf of her family, and asks the master for guidance." ”

The master of unsigning slowly withdrew his eyes, and silently pointed to the merit box, and Yang Zixin breathed a sigh of relief, and walked over to vote the silver ticket in.

At this time, Mrs. Yang had also been helped to walk to the unsigning master.

"Master, is there a solution to this lot?" Liao asked anxiously in the back.

The master didn't even look at the Liao family, and waited until Yang Zixin came over before he spoke: "Everything in the world, what can be helped, if it is forced, what should it be." ”

"You monk, what kind of nonsense are you talking about?" Yang Ziying couldn't hold her breath and muttered, her voice was very soft, but on this solemn Buddha hall, it seemed very abrupt!

Yang Leantaijun immediately glanced at Yang Ziying fiercely, and said to the master: "The child is ignorant, the master should not care." ”

The master smiled open-mindedly, put down the sign in his hand, and said to Mrs. Yang: "Everyone in the house should be rich, but one link is wrong, then the fate has changed, although the wealth is still the same, but I am afraid it is also the way that the old lady does not want to see." ”

Old Taijun Yang suddenly felt a heart fluttering, stared at the master, and asked in a hurried tone: "Please also ask the master to give a solution!" Saying that, Mrs. Yang waved her hand slightly behind her.

Liao naturally understood, and immediately took out a silver ticket from his sleeve and handed it to Yang Zixin, seemingly enjoying the taste of commanding Yang Zixin.

Yang Zixin didn't care, took the silver ticket and stuffed it back into the merit box. She was now full of uneasiness about what the master had said, and she felt more and more that the deceitful monk had seen something.

But the master only said: "This matter started because of this link, and it can naturally be solved because of this link." ”

Subsequently, no matter how Yang Taijun asked, the master was unwilling to say more.

Seeing that the ladies who were incense behind her were urging again and again, Mrs. Yang had no choice but to give up, and left with Yang Zixin and the others in a depressed mood.

Yang Zi's heart fell at the end, and he couldn't help but glance at the master, just in front of the master's calm eyes, which seemed to understand everything.

Yang Zixin was flustered, and hurriedly walked a few more steps, closely catching up with Old Taijun Yang's pace.

Because of the unsatisfactory signing, the few temples that Yang Lao Taijun went to later were all careless, and his mind was full of thinking about "that important part".

Yang Zixin went to help and said to Mrs. Yang: "Grandmother, are you worried about what happened just now? ”

Mrs. Yang didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence.

Yang Ziyue saw that Yang Zixin was going to please the old lady, and she immediately squeezed over, held the other hand of the old lady Yang, and said sweetly: "Grandmother, the monk is talking nonsense, our Yang Mansion is prosperous, and there will be something wrong there." ”

"You're talking nonsense!" Only then did Old Taijun Yang react, drank Yang Zi's heart heavily, and said: "Do you know what kind of character Master Kong is, dare to slander at will, be careful that the Buddha will cut your tongue!" ”

Yang Ziyue was taken aback, and was stunned for a moment, so stunned that she didn't dare to speak again.

Mrs. Yang immediately pulled out her hand and pushed her away.

Yang Ziyue's face was pale, and she was twisted into her waist by the Liao family who came up, and she almost didn't cry.

Yang Zixin was secretly happy in her heart, but she still said to Mrs. Yang with a worried face: "Grandmother, in fact, there is indeed something wrong in the house recently, from Jing Hao being chased and killed, as small as Aunt Liao and I have not been well for a long time, and even after Aunt Yi is pregnant, she has seen red again and again, which is very weird!" ”

When Mrs. Yang heard this, she couldn't help muttering in her heart, and she became more and more flustered.

It's easy to say anything else, but when it comes to the heirs, it's worrying.

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