I was dazed when I woke up from a nap.

At the beginning of the summer, he stared in the quilt for a while, and just wanted to call someone, but he paused again at the plain window flowers—remembering that this was in the temple. lifted the quilt for a while, and didn't want to retract and couldn't continue to sleep, just when I couldn't get up or down, Rue Xiang heard the movement and came in.

"Third Miss is awake? Is it okay for the slave to dress you? Ruexiang's voice was soft, coaxing the child's tone, it can be seen that he is a familiar hand. When she entered the house, the little girl stuffed back into the quilt, afraid that she would catch a cold, so she walked over to get her clothes.

Her hands were warm, and there was no chill on her body, thinking that she had been guarding the outside all along.

The clothes she took off were warmed on the carbon tripod outside when Mama Gu went out earlier, and she could wear it when she took it over.

Seeing Rue Xiang walking back, she didn't have to wonder where the peach that was supposed to guard her went, the little girl followed the person into the house with red eyes and her clothes.

She pretended not to see it, and only asked Rue Xiang like a cannon: "When is it?" What about grandmothers? When did it start? ”

"The old lady felt shallow, got up and went to the main hall, and in the afternoon Master Jueyuan gave a lecture! The old lady usually doesn't sleep much, but today I see that the third lady sleeps soundly, and it is rare to sleep for half an hour! You can't afford to pay it back, and the slave is coming to call you, it's not good to be sleepy at night" Rue Xiang pursed her lips and smiled slightly, and glanced at it inadvertently, which was really a little amazing.

She is really good-looking, and she doesn't lose anything compared to ordinary young ladies, but she is almost dressed up, and she is much better than ordinary small girls, of course, it is definitely not comparable to Xia Xue's fairy face.

If it weren't for the poverty of the family, it would have to be a small jasper.

Rue Xiang is almost old enough to get out of the house, she has a positive mind, is simple and thrifty, and has saved a lot of private houses for herself, and her father and mother are not interested in the daughter's body and silver, and promised her all to marry, and she has a lot of hope for her future life, and she will naturally bring out some on her face.

Not only does it make people feel comfortable when they look at it, but it also speaks tactfully.

I don't let you take a nap in the house for half an hour, and I am afraid that I can't sleep at night, especially at the beginning of summer, when I am young, and the children will make a fuss if they can't sleep. So this will be half an hour, Liu got up earlier than her, and she doesn't like to sleep when she is older, and her feeling is shallow.

As soon as I heard that the old lady went to listen to the scriptures, Xia Chu also recited the Buddha number twice in her heart.

In her previous life, she actually didn't believe in these, there were so many people in the palace, almost every main seat would put an incense case, and the favored ones simply went to school and the Queen Mother set up a small Buddha hall. At that time, she always smiled with Luo Ziqian, the Buddha was read into the dog's belly, where is the appearance of respecting the Bodhisattva?

The Queen Mother still has a little mercy, but the one who can go that far is by no means a vegetarian.

However, having experienced her own adventures in this life, and Xia Bangqiu's otherworldly soul behind, she has some respect. Xu is the Buddha and Bodhisattva who saw that she had an unsatisfactory life in her previous life, so that she had the days of this life?

The gods and Buddhas with kind eyebrows and kind eyes always have a time to open their eyes.

"Do you want the third lady to go to the eldest lady to play? It's good to wake up at that time. Rue Xiang dressed Xia Chu, and when she saw that she didn't know what to do, she said loudly.

"Big sister, where have they gone?"

"Miss Sanbiao personally came to invite, saying that she was going to fly a kite on the mountain behind the temple."

On this cold day, when the wind blows, people's bones are cold, what kind of kite do you have to fly?

She doesn't join in the excitement, just her small body, will she fly a kite or a kite will fly her?

Xia Chu shook his head when he heard this: "Then forget it, is there any dim sum?" I'm a little hungry. ”

After saying that, I touched my round little belly, ate and slept to eat and eat, this is the rhythm of pig raising?

"The master in the temple made some osmanthus cakes with dried osmanthus flowers, and the monastery sent someone to send a plate, is the third lady willing to use some?" Rue Xiang asked very carefully, when it came to eating, the third lady was the originator, and the old lady didn't pick her!

It's almost the end of November, and there is still osmanthus cake at this time?

At the beginning of the summer, she was really hungry, and this would be in the temple again, and she also knew that she couldn't be poor: "Eat and eat, take two pieces to cushion." ”

Rue Xiang went as she said, but after a while, it was Peaches who came over with snacks.

Sure enough, he can be a man! Xia Chu sighed while putting a piece of snack in his mouth.

The osmanthus cake is cold, but because it is solid, it doesn't feel very cold, and it also has a slightly cool sweetness, and the taste is really good.

At the beginning of the summer, she ate two pieces and let go, she was delicious, but she was not greedy, is it healthy!

Clapped his hands, wiped the crumbs from his fingertips with a handkerchief, rinsed his mouth and wiped his face, and led Tao'er to the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Rue had to stay to watch the yard, oh, and sandalwood.

When I came in the morning, I passed by the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and I still remember the road clearly, and I simply walked ahead at the beginning of the summer.

When I met the monk who sprinkled the sweep, he called the master, and the old novice called the little master, and his appearance was indescribably respectful and gentle.

The more Peaches looked, the more strange it became...... Why does this behavior look so much like an old lady?

Xia Chucai didn't care what others thought, he walked slowly to the Daxiong Treasure Hall with his little short legs, and was respectfully welcomed in by a big monk with a surprised face.

"Grandmother." When she was led to Liu's side, Xia Chu whispered to her.

Liu's posture with his hands clasped together did not shake for half a minute, he only opened his eyes and glanced at her, and nodded at her.

I'm really not afraid of her being noisy.

Well, she was already very well-behaved.

Xia Chu squatted with difficulty on a square stool with a futon—this was originally the size for adults, and she was too small to sit—and opened a hand-copied scripture stall that the great monk had handed her.

The smoke in the room was smeared, the paper and ink were fragrant, and the skeletal Master Jueyuan had a calm face, half-closing his eyes to preach to all beings.

Master Jueyuan is a disciple of the Vinaya sect, focusing on studying and passing on the precepts, and is an ascetic, so he is thin and similar to dry bones.

But his face was peaceful, and he couldn't see half of the suffering, let alone sadness, but a solemn appearance.

His voice was excellent, with an indescribable aura. The sound rhythm is long, the scriptures are thorough, and every word seems to contain Zen Buddhism, so that people unconsciously meditate in it.

The old monks of the ancient temple are extraordinary after all.

At the beginning of the summer, his eyebrows were lowered, and his eyes were focused on the scriptures in front of him—today Master Jueyuan is talking about the twenty-four volumes of the Taishō Zang, one of the two volumes of the "Good Seeing Vinaya Vibhasha".

No one would think that she came to listen to the Heart Sutra on purpose, what does she understand by such a small point?

No, she doesn't just understand.

And more religiously than anyone else.

She folded her hands respectfully, gradually forgetting the qiē around her, and the slight movement of her lips could hardly tell whether she was following along or "talking nonsense", but the shadow hidden in her eyebrows gradually disappeared.

After a lifetime of panic, and then reincarnated as a human, who can not be angry?

It is well hidden, and it is completely disguised, but it still exists.

Only Bodhi has the purest mind.