The number of people in the nunnery is even scarcer, but three or two women, or because of the recent difficulties in their families, have come to offer incense and pray, and each of them is dedicated to worship. Now that you have come, and you are acting quietly through the Buddha's door, you have to confess your sins. Mu Qing burned incense in the hall, worshiped the statue of Da Zizai, and when he turned around, the time was just right. I saw a well-dressed middle-aged woman, respectfully and dignifiedly stepping into the main hall, and the servant woman who followed behind was holding a white and pink child, about three or four years old.

Mu Qing glanced at Ah Liu, who hurriedly picked up the basket and slowly moved towards the main hall with her. The old nun in the nunnery had already received the news, and was waiting in the main hall, and when she saw Mrs. Changshi enter the hall, she took two steps to catch up with her to greet her.

The servant woman put the child down and stepped aside, and the old nun raised her hand with a string of sandalwood prayer beads to the child, and muttered a blessing in her mouth. Mu Qing pretended to have a curious look, hesitated to step forward and stand aside to watch, which made the servant woman unhappy, this side was blessed, she didn't dare to move and make a sound, if it weren't for this, she would have stepped forward to drive away the idlers. Aliu glanced at her and moved a few steps without a trace, inadvertently blocking in front of her, cutting off her line of sight.

After a while, Lao Ni stopped, slowly lowered her hand and touched the top of the child's head, and Mrs. Changshi folded her hands and bowed in thanks. The servant woman over there was about to stretch out her hand to push Ah Liu away, when she heard Mu Qing say softly: "This child has been unwilling to eat for a long time, and has no appetite at all?" ”

Her voice was not loud, but when it fell into the ears of Mrs. Changshi, it was extremely clear, and even the servant woman was stunned, and the outstretched hand seemed to have forgotten to withdraw, and that reaction was exactly what Mu Qing wanted, so she took the opportunity to look at the child's face a few times, and then continued: "At this time, I'm afraid that the decoction will no longer work." ”

The expression on Mrs. Changshi's face changed very quickly, for a moment of irritability, for a moment of surprise, for a moment of astonishment, for a moment of ecstasy, when she was about to talk to Mu Qing, she was actually on the tip of her tongue, and she didn't know which sentence to start with.

Mu Qing tilted his head to look at the child, smiled and bowed to Mrs. Changshi, and turned around to leave the hall. "This lady stops!" When she saw that Mu Qing was leaving, she shouted in a hurry, "I also ask the lady for mercy and save my son." ”

"Madame, please be careful." Mu Qing turned his head and said: "When I came to incense today, I occasionally received some influences, and I felt compassion, so I said two more words, how dare I call mercy in front of the Buddha, and I trust it big." ”

The old nun who had just blessed him called the Buddha number, stepped forward, and said to Mu Qing: "The old nun has a lot of chance to see the lady and this child. The lady has a law, why not help, cured is a merit, and it can be regarded as a blessing for her own son. ”

Mu Qing stood silent for a long time and did not answer. Mrs. Changshi hurriedly begged again: "I beg my lady to follow me back to Changshi's Mansion and treat my son, and I can't thank you much." ”

"It's not that, I don't care about it, it's just ...... It's just ......" Mu Qing only hesitated and didn't say.

This desire to speak again made Mrs. Changshi more and more anxious, "The lady just said. ”

"It's not difficult to treat this little man, but my method is a secret of the teacher, most outsiders have never seen it, and it is inevitable that I will be shocked at the first sight, and I can't be disturbed by people when I diagnose and treat it, I don't know how Mrs. ......"

Mrs. Changshi did not hesitate, and responded, "Please come home with me." ”

For a while, Mrs. Changshi didn't care about anything else, hurriedly said goodbye to the old nun, called the servant woman to pick up the child, led the way in front of her, led the way in front of her very humbly, and tried her best to invite Mu Qing to join her in the car, and said a lot of soft words along the way. From her chatter, Mu Qing confirmed the news that Du Ruhui had gathered last night.

It turned out that this long history was difficult, there was only one son under his knees, and when he grew to the age of a weak crown, he suddenly suffered from an emergency and died violently. After two years, I found a girl with a clear origin from the human teeth, bought it home as a concubine, and it took seven or eight years to get such a boy, who was raised under the knees of Mrs. Changshi as soon as he was born.

In a blink of an eye, Mu Qing was invited to sit in the main hall, and someone brought tea. A plump woman stepped forward to take the child away, and Mrs. Changshi said, "The lady is eating tea, and she will come after feeding." ”

It turned out to be a wet nurse, and she was still milking when she was so old, and she couldn't complain about the accumulation of chancre and spoiled too much. Mu Qingjing thought to himself and nodded politely with a smile.

After sitting for a while, Zhang Changshi was not seen left and right, and he was thinking about how to tease him, but the nurse had already brought the child over, and she had to focus all her energy on him first. "A candle is lit, and the clean cloth is cut into five or six strips two fingers wide, and the lady is asked to send someone to prepare it first. Call the two of them to hug Xiao Lang again, and don't teach him to writhe and break free. ”

With everything ready, Mu Qing turned to Mrs. Changshi and asked again, "Madame really believes me?" ”

She lowered her eyes for a pause, and finally nodded vigorously, "The lady is a destined person who I asked for before the Buddha, how can I not believe it." ”

Mu Qing didn't say much, and took out a small silver knife with two curved ends from his bosom, which was the one given by the little girl who mistakenly regarded her as a pretty man and had a bold expression when she crossed Yin Mountain, and she often carried it close to her.

She guessed that Mrs. Changshi's expression must be frightened and frightened at this time, so she only didn't want to look at her, pulled out the scabbard directly, pinched the child's little hand, and reached the edge of the Venus mound where the tip of the knife was against him, and whispered to the servant who held him: "Steady." As soon as the words fell, the tip of the knife fell, cutting straight through the skin on the edge of the Venus Mound in the child's palm, and only a small section was thin, and a little milky white soft particle gushed out from the crack. When the child woke up and cried in pain, Mu Qing had already taken a strip of cloth and firmly wrapped his little palm.

The room full of people, servants and maids, nurses, and Mrs. Changshi were all shocked. The servant and maid who were holding the child came to their senses, and when they saw him crying, they only hurried to coax him. Mu Qing frowned and said, "Don't pay attention to him crying for the time being, and stab his other hand tightly, it's useless to drag on for a long time." The servant and maid were also panicked, coupled with Mu Qing's urgency and intimidating tone, she forgot for a while who was the serious master, and she didn't ask Mrs. Changshi, so she followed what Mu Qing said, still firmly hugged the child who was crying and struggling, and pinched his other little hand that retreated backwards.

Mu Qing wrapped his other palm with the thorns just like that, and she sweated, and the child stopped crying for a while, raising his hands and looking at the wrapped cloth curiously. Mrs. Mu Qing exclaimed, "That's fine." The wound should not be stained with water for three days. ”

Mrs. Changshi didn't care about answering, she rushed over and snatched the child from the hands of the servant, sniffled and wiped her tears, and called her heart for a while. It took a long time to wake up, and there were still outsiders, so he hurriedly wiped his tears with a silk handkerchief, waiting to say something to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing had no intention of talking to her, guessing that Fang Cai was so big, but he didn't see Zhang Changshi come out to visit his young son, who was like a jewel, and he was not in the house, and he was sad at the moment. After that, I remembered that the prescription had not been given, and I would still have to visit the doctor again in a few days, but I was not in a hurry.

With such a plan, she was relaxed in her heart, with a kind smile on her face, and told Mrs. Changshi some things to pay attention to, such as not to let the nurse feed him anymore, to tease him more naughty activities every day, and to eat some coarse rice grains such as millet flour and yellow millet from time to time.

Mrs. Changshi because of her belief in Buddhism, and Mu Qing, who met in front of the Buddha, had a good impression of her, because she saw that she behaved decently, talked and rhymed unusually, and had the ability to cure difficult diseases, so she liked it in her heart, and after appeasing her young son, she intended to leave her gossip a few words, she did not refuse, cast the preferences of this Mrs. Changshi, and chatted at length until noon, before resigning and returning to the house.