Zhen subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Chen.

Chen is greeting the guests with a smile, Rao is long-sleeved and good at dancing, he has worked hard for this birthday banquet for a long time, and his face is also a little tired at this time, but he still cheers up and talks and laughs with the guests.

Xu was aware of Zhen's gaze, and Chen also looked over, raised the corners of his lips and smiled gently.

The age difference between Zhen and the two brothers is almost ten years, Rao is late in marrying, and when Chen and Wang entered the door, she was only eleven or twelve years old.

In the last few years of her boudoir, she spent the last few years with her two sisters-in-law, and their feelings for each other were more like sisters.

When Zhen came out of the cabinet, Chen was pregnant with the eldest girl Zhen Wenlan, and Chen, who had a big belly, helped Mrs. Hou carefully arrange plans for her, and hugged her and cried all night before she got into the sedan chair.

She thought she knew Chen.

Until this moment, looking at the lonely old lady Hou, Zhen thought that no matter how well Chen treated her, there were still some things to be weighed.

Miao doesn't like Xia Anxin as her daughter-in-law, not because Xia Anxin is not good, but because her surname is Xia and she is Mrs. Xia's maiden family.

Mrs. Hou did not welcome Du Yunluo as she wished, and Chen and Zhen Wenqian must also have concerns about this.

Zhen can understand and will not complain about Chen, she just feels sorry for Mrs. Hou, that's all.

In the afternoon, a stage was set up in the house and the troupe was invited to sing.

When the sun turned west, the Zhen Mansion, which had been lively for a day, became quiet a little bit.

After sending off the last batch of female guests, when Chen returned to the banquet, he was already a little unable to straighten his waist.

Wang looked at it in his eyes and said with concern: "Sister-in-law, you have to go to Qinglian Mountain tomorrow, are you like this, do you insist on living?" ”

Chen's waist is a confinement disease that fell when he gave birth to his youngest daughter Zhen Wenting, and he will have an attack once he is tired.

She waved her hand: "How many years of old problems, just go back and lie down, it's over, it's okay." Going to Qinglian Mountain to pray for blessings is an important matter, and it cannot be delayed. ”

Hearing the two sisters-in-law mention it, Zhen also remembered.

There is a Qinglian Mountain outside Tongcheng. Ben is nothing special, a few decades ago, a spring gushed out of the mountainside.

A temple was built next to the spring, and it is now Seirenji Temple. The host is a high-ranking monk, and when the emperor was in power, he once entered the palace to preach the scriptures.

And the spring water, aside from the rumors of prolonging life and dispelling all diseases, tastes first-class.

Mrs. Hou likes to use this spring water to make tea. Clear in the mouth and sweet in the aftertaste.

The spring water is abundant during the rainy season, and the people in the city can take it at will, but in this autumn and then in winter, the amount of water gradually decreases, and unless the monks approve it, they cannot get water.

Wang handed over the post last month and sent a set of hand-embroidered Buddha pans, which set the day to enter the temple to pray for blessings and get water.

After all, it is Mrs. Hou's fiftieth birthday, and it doesn't hurt to work hard as a daughter-in-law.

Zhen planned to stay for another six or seven days before returning to Beijing. Seeing that the sisters-in-law were going to Qinglian Temple, thinking that Du Yunluo couldn't sleep well these days, he said, "I'll go with Yunluo." ”

Go to relax, feel comfortable, and you will be able to calm your nerves.

Moreover, Du Yunluo had a nightmare in the spring, and Zhen was afraid that she would not be good this time, and it was always right to go to the Buddha to worship.

Wang and Chen will not refuse.

Du Yunluo didn't know that Qinglian Temple Qinglian Spring, and when she heard what Zhen said, she also longed for it.

She had been reciting the scriptures for decades. At first, it was for meditation, and she couldn't believe it or not, but when she woke up in Anhua Courtyard in the blink of an eye, what else did she not believe?

Since he has believed in the Bodhisattva. Then go and worship and add some incense, which is also right.

On this day and night, as Zhen expected, Du Yunluo slept very poorly.

She fell into one dream after another, pitch black, and her mind was barren.

There was nothing around. She was the only one, carrying her skirt, stumbling forward, not knowing where she was, not knowing where she was going, but she didn't dare to stop.

As if stepping on the air, she fell from the air, exclaimed, and sat up violently.

Du Yunluo gasped for breath and raised her hand to touch it, her face full of tears.

She didn't know what her dream meant, she just knew that she was so uncomfortable that she cried in her dream.

Hearing this, Jin Rui put on her coat and came in, lifted the curtain and hung it on the tent, and whispered comforting to change her clothes and clean her face for Du Yunluo.

By the time Du Yunluo fell asleep again, it was already four watches.

Jin Rui re-lit the incense of Ning Shen, she thought, her own girl must be in a nightmare, tomorrow before going to the Buddha to worship carefully, ask for a good begging.

When I woke up the next day, although I didn't sleep well, my eyes were not swollen except for my face was worse.

Jin Rui evened her face and applied rouge, if she didn't look closely, she couldn't see the clues.

Zhen's daughter loves her the most, and others may not care, but she saw it at a glance, and hugged Du Yunluo to comfort her for a while.

Chen arranged for carriages and horses, and the group went to Qinglian Temple.

In this season, Qinglian Temple no longer takes water at will, and there are many fewer people going up the mountain all the way.

Everyone performed the Buddha ceremony, and the monk replied: "Today, a noble person suddenly visited, and several donors paid homage to the Buddha, please do not collide with each other." ”

Although he was curious about this so-called nobleman, the monk didn't want to talk about it, so Chen didn't ask.

Qinglian Temple is closed today, if it weren't for the post last month and added the Buddha, I'm afraid that they will be stopped outside at this time.

However, purity has the benefit of purity, acting freely, and knowing that the guest monks lead the way, they will not be allowed to collide with nobles.

Qinglian Temple is dedicated to the Medicine King Bodhisattva.

In the main hall, the golden-bodied medicine king Bodhisattva wears a crown, his left hand is clenched into a fist, and his right hand is holding a medicine tree, with a compassionate expression.

There were three futons on the ground.

Wang, Chen and Zhen bowed first, and then it was Zhen Wenqian, Zhen Wenting and Du Yunluo's turn.

Du Yunluo knelt down, folded her hands, quietly chanted the scriptures, prayed for the safety and health of her family, and then kowtowed three times respectfully and sincerely.

Zhen Wenting and Zhen Wenqian had already gotten up, leaving Du Yunluo alone to kneel in front of the Buddha.

The sunlight poured in from outside the hall, falling oblique shadows, Du Yunluo under the sunlight was peaceful and humble, as if some of the surroundings had nothing to do with her, she only had a devout heart to the Buddha.

Wang looked in his eyes and subconsciously looked at Zhen.

Zhen said in a low voice: "Occasionally accompany her grandmother to recite scriptures, she usually has a temperament that jumps out, and she can only stabilize when she worships the Buddha." ”

Zhen Wenting turned her head and glanced at Zhen Wenqian, and when she saw Zhen Wenqian's gaze falling directly on Du Yunluo's back, she snorted softly.

Fasting was prepared in the room.

Du Yunluo didn't rest well last night, and she didn't have much appetite at the moment.

Zhen rubbed her forehead and said, "Wait for my mother and your two uncles to go to fetch spring water together, you can sleep here for a while, the Buddha is pure, don't be afraid of anything, sleep well, and ask Jinrui to accompany you." ”

Du Yunluo knew that Zhen was afraid that she would be called something unclean, and felt that there would be no obstacle in Buddhism, so she didn't want to live up to Zhen's wishes, so she nodded and agreed.

When Zhen went out, Du Yunluo lay on the couch and fell asleep in a daze.

This time, her dreams were no longer dark.

She saw the collapsed archway, the ancestral hall that destroyed half of the wall, and the name of Mu Lianxiao in the rows of spiritual seats. (To be continued.) )

PS: Today's second update.

Writing this, do book friends know why Yunluo can't sleep well these days?

The third is faster, 96 rolls down and continues to write.

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