The girl smiled slightly, blushed at the old lady's sharp eyes, and said softly, "I didn't find this string of Buddhist beads. ”

The old lady was stunned, "Not you?" ”

Aunt Zhang was overjoyed in her heart, and she couldn't wait to ask in a trembling voice, "Where did that come from?" ”

Mu Xiaofeng rolled his eyes and thought about it, and said softly, "Daddy knows that the old lady believes in the Buddha, and it took a lot of effort to find this string of Buddhist seven treasures from the outside, and I only learned about the existence of this string of Buddhist beads before I set off for the Big Buddha Temple." ”

However, this is not the case, remembering that the little monk in the Big Buddha Temple brought the spiritual spring and quietly handed her a brocade box. When she saw the contents of the brocade box, she realized that the man with the terrible reputation of ghosts and sorrows was not as indifferent and impersonal as his appearance, but on the contrary, it was so delicate that she ...... Well, it's embarrassing.

In a short period of time, she found out her details and sent such a thoughtful gift, she is really ...... Ahem, you should take care of the jade pendant for him.

The credit was transferred for no reason, and a certain man who was closing his eyes and recuperating at the other end of the palace suddenly sneezed loudly for no reason.

The girl's face was not red and she was out of breath, she blinked her clear eyes with a smile, looked at the old lady with a look of admiration, and said, "Daddy asked me to quietly take the Buddha beads to the Big Buddha Temple to ask the abbot to open the light, saying that he wanted to surprise the old lady." ”

The old lady was stunned for a long time, remembering that in recent years, she had alienated her son for the sake of the woman who lived happily, staring at the Buddha beads, and her eyes gradually turned red.

Aunt Zhang seemed to have been poured cold water in an instant, and the starry joy in her heart disappeared in an instant. The handkerchief hidden in her sleeve was twisted into a ball by her, and she hated it so much that a fire broke out.

Could it be that Mother Song really has two hearts for her? Otherwise, why didn't Mother Song tell her such an important thing? Over the years, Mu Xiaofeng's jewelry and clothes have all been taken care of by Mother Song, even if the master gave the Buddha beads to this girl in private, Mother Song has been serving this girl closely, and there is no reason not to know.

Mu Xiaofeng saw Aunt Zhang's changing expression, and knew that she had begun to suspect Mother Song.

Covering the cold light under her eyes and pursing the corners of her mouth, she decided to give Aunt Zhang another dose of fierce medicine.

"This peace charm is not as precious as Daddy's Seven Treasures of Buddhism, but it is also what I sincerely ask for, please accept it from the old lady." The girl smiled, her eyebrows covered a little apprehension, and she personally took the peace charm and presented it to the old lady.

When the sleeve hand was raised, his hand shook slightly, his face suddenly turned pale, and he involuntarily bit his lip and let out a soft cry, "Ouch." ”

Although the voice was soft, the old lady was not yet deaf and blind after all, and even looked at her wrist.

Mu Xiaofeng smiled far-fetchedly, and when she saw the old lady's opinion, she immediately subconsciously shrunk her sleeves, wanting to cover the wound on her wrist.

But when she shrunk, she inadvertently touched the wound again, which naturally hurt even more, and refused to let herself scream again, so she could only hold back with a white face and frowning.

"What's going on? You're hurt? The old lady stared at the faint red oozing from under her sleeve, and asked sharply.

Facing the cold and sharp eyes of the old lady, the girl couldn't help but show timidity, her gaze subconsciously avoided, and a thin sweat appeared on her pale face.

Aunt Zhang saw that she was so useless, and suddenly remembered those arrangements, only to think that it seemed that Mother Song had always appeared, and she was very irritated for no reason.

Mu Xiaofeng bit her lip, glanced at Aunt Zhang timidly, and for a while, she seemed to be unable to stand the pressure of the old lady's cold gaze above her head, and whispered in a crying voice, "Don't be angry, old lady, fortunately, Mother Song was desperate to protect me when the accident happened, and I actually suffered a little skin trauma on my hand." ”