An An had already been looking forward to it at the second gate, no matter how Mama Xu and Ripples persuaded her, she refused to move for half a minute, and I don't know how long it took for Mama Xu to hear a daughter-in-law of the Zhuang family shouting happily: "Miss Six is here!" ”

She took An An's hand and walked a few steps quickly, and sure enough, she saw the carriage gurgling into the door, and the green clothes happily got off the carriage behind, and shouted with a smile, before turning her head to help Song Chuyi down. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

An An had already broken away from Mama Xu's hand, jumped up and hugged Song Chuyi's legs, and looked at Song Chuyi pitifully with two watery eyes: "Auntie, I thought you weren't coming!" ”

Xiang Mingzi was draped in snow-white rabbit fur, squatted down and pinched her face: "Why don't you come, our An'an birthday, when did we not come?" ”

She stayed in Tongzhou Beizhuang for one night on the way back from Qingzhou, and after hearing about An An's life experience, she felt sorry for An An, who was sick and sympathetic, and she must come every year on An An's birthday. An An was already very familiar with her, and when she heard this, she buried her head in Song Chuyi's cloak embarrassedly.

Song Chuyi smiled and leaned down to straighten An An's body, and reached out to scratch her frozen red nose: "At a young age, I think a lot." Why didn't my aunt come? Of course, I want to come to celebrate our birthday. ”

Ziyun held an umbrella for them, and it was the best scenery for the girls to stand in such an icy and snowy place, Ye Jingchuan stood not far away and watched Song Chuyi smile, and suddenly laughed too.

He finally understood what it was like to have a sweetheart, and that feeling was that you were clearly unhappy, but you could also be infected and happy by one of her smiles.

Mama Xu beckoned them to go to the flower hall in the backyard: "I cooked longevity noodles today, eat a bowl to warm up my body first, and then have a banquet at noon." ”

It's not a whole birthday, but every year, everyone gets together to eat a bowl of longevity noodles, pays an extra month's salary or reduces the rent for a month, and then opens a few tables to have a meal together at noon.

Song Chuyi responded with a smile, and was about to speak, when he saw Uncle Zhang running in in a panic outside and reported: "Girl, there is a monk outside, claiming to be a ...... of Huangjue Temple."

Everyone stood still, weren't the people who came to burn Beizhuang last time related to monks? Mama Xu's face was a little unsightly, and she looked at Song Chuyi worriedly.

Ye Jingchuan also straightened his face, and was about to say no, when suddenly there was a boom, as if the earthquake shook the mountain.

An An was startled, and grabbed the hem of Song Chuyi's clothes with a loud sound, Song Chuyi held her hand tightly in her hand, and saw a daughter-in-law of a Zhuang household running in with a pale face and saying that the monk had kicked the door

Although the door of Beizhuang is not as thick as that of the capital, it is two or three hundred catties, how much strength does this person have to kick such a heavy door? Even Ye Jingchuan couldn't help frowning.

Song Chuyi let go of An An's hand and comforted her with a smile: "An An will follow Aunt Mingzi and Mama back to the backyard first, and I'll come in later, okay?" ”

Without the cover of the door, the cold wind outside the house poured in, Song Chuyi couldn't help but be blown by such a strong wind when she entered the door from the side door, Song Yan pursed her lips and followed her, and at a glance saw a fat monk with kind eyebrows but faint anger standing in the hall.

Who else can have such a great ability to kick over this door, except for Yuan Hui, who is known as killing the holy monk in Fujian? He looked at Yuan Hui and sneered: "Master Yuan Hui just came out of prison, not to mention that he repented in front of the Buddha and thought about it behind closed doors, he came to our house and smashed the door, do you want to enter the yamen again?" ”

Yuan Hui's gaze was fixed on him, and after a long time, he recited Amitabha Buddha, and looked at Song Chuyi with a meaningful smile: "The poor monk is here to thank Miss Song Liu for returning her mother and sister this time." I also have a word for Miss Song Liu. ”

Song Chuyi's right eyelid jumped unconsciously----- she didn't explain to Ma Changjiang and Ma Wangkun and others to return Aunt Huang and Sister Huang to Yuan Hui, the blood feud has been settled, even if she takes the initiative to beg for mercy, people like Yuan Hui will not let her live.

Yuan Hui has already found the hiding place of Aunt Huang and Sister Huang? She was worried in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, and nodded lightly at Yuanhui: "Listen up." ”

"When a person utters a good word or a good thought, a piece of sunshine will be added to his sex, and when a person has an evil thought or a bad word, a yin will be added to his sex. The merit of those who do good is like the grass of a spring garden, which does not see its length, but increases day by day. The merit of those who do evil is like a whetstone, and if they do not see their reward, they will lose money day by day. He clasped his hands together and looked at Song Chuyi with kind eyebrows: "Sixth Miss is a person who changes her life against the sky, so she shouldn't force everything, and if she does, she will forcibly change the number of other people's lives...... I'm afraid it won't end well. ”

Song Yan couldn't help but be furious, and immediately scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about?!" A monk has made such a mouth karma, isn't he afraid of going to hell and pulling out his tongue every day?! ”

"Whether I'm talking nonsense and curses in the ostomy industry, Miss Six might as well look at her palm." Yuan Hui stared at Song Chuyi with shining eyes: "Spread it out and take a look at your palm prints, has it become messy?" Those who are not blessed by the Mandate of Heaven..... Not only does it bring disaster to itself, but it also affects the people around you. ”

Song Chuyi always felt that he had something to say, and when he thought of Ma Changjiang and Ma Wangkun, he felt a sigh in his heart.

Yuan Hui smiled slightly, and the expression on her face was obviously kind and kind, but it made people afraid: "If there are hundreds of thousands of tribulations, the work will not die." When karma meets, the retribution will be repaid. Miss Six, we'll have a meeting later. ”

Song Yan's scalp was a little numb from his gaze, and for a moment he felt that Yuan Hui's gaze at him seemed to be no different from looking at a person who had died.

He turned around to leave, but Lang Lang's echo echoed outside the door: "I have only heard that there is no way for good and evil, but people invite themselves." The retribution of good and evil follows you like a shadow. ”

Zhou Weizhao was dressed in dark clothes, his hair was all erected on the back of his head with a jasper crown, and the two eyes on his jade-white face were like fine ink stones, staring at Yuan Hui in pitch black and transparent: "The Buddhists pay attention to karma in everything, and the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are high up in the world, and there is no one who causes people to suffer without asking the cause." The master said, "Am I right?" ”

These people don't know why they talked about the Buddha, Ye Jingchuan vaguely heard some doorways, but if he wanted to study carefully, he couldn't ----- he always felt a headache when he heard these things.

The third more ~~~ The fourth more will come, and I will come later. (To be continued.) )