The car drove onto the post road out of the city, and Mrs. Jiang peeked at Rong Yongxi's face from time to time. Rong Yongxi's gaze swept out the window, looking at the cottages in the distance and the trees that kept moving backwards, looking thoughtful.

Mrs. Jiang retracted her gaze and asked Mama Zhu softly, just now Baodie said that Rong Xi and Luo Yan would arrive later? Zhu Mama smiled and said yes, Luo Yan may have to go to the dyeing room in the west of the city first. But it will be soon, and the dye room will be seen at a glance, and there is nothing to see! Our drive is slower, maybe when we get to the mountains, their car will catch up.

Mrs. Jiang nodded, thinking of the dyeing room and thinking about it again......

The clatter of the carriage disturbed the tranquility of the west of the city, and the corner of the west of the city in the early morning seemed to have not fully woken up. Luo Yan lifted the curtain of the car and looked out. Jiu'er leaned on the front door of the frame and looked at it, and said crisply: "I'm afraid there is no more here, could it be that I went somewhere else?" ”

"How far can she go like that!" Baodie sat close to Luo Yan and said softly, "Does the third grandmother really want to find Baoqin?" I'm afraid she's useless anymore. ”

Luo Yan retracted her gaze outside the window and glanced at Rong Xi, who leaned over the window to look at the scenery. Luo Yan stroked her forehead and said thoughtfully: "Baoqin is just lost for a while, after all, she came from the Rong Mansion, and she can't bear to live on the streets to fend for herself." ”

Bao Die's face was delighted, "The third grandmother is kind-hearted, and there will definitely be good rewards." ”

Luo Yan also kept thinking about this problem last night, Baoqin really shouldn't have instigated Rong Xi, but Baoqin also gave Rong Xi money to eat and drink, which was not bad for Rong Xi after all...... There is also that dusty past, which needs someone to untie the bell.

"See! Over there! Jiu'er screamed......

The grass dew has not dried, and the Qixia Mountain contains the fragrance of grass and trees. Mama Zhu helped Mrs. Jiang to carefully step on the last step, and Mrs. Jiang glanced at Rong Yongxi, who was walking briskly in front, with some grievances in her eyes.

I don't know why. After a night of joy, Rong Yongxi returned to a cold and calm appearance. I didn't have anything to say to Mrs. Jiang along the way, and when I got to the foot of Qixia Mountain, I walked briskly in front alone.

Mrs. Jiang didn't think how long this mountain road was, but today she suddenly felt that this road was so long that she couldn't catch up with Rong Yongxi's footsteps. Mrs. Jiang entered the Zen temple and saw Rong Yongxi standing in front of the hollow copper tripod incense burner with his back hand. Mrs. Jiang knew that Rong Yongxi was waiting for her to go in and pay homage together.

Mrs. Jiang took a few steps. Just as he was about to talk to Rong Yongxi, a gray-robed little novice came out of the temple and folded his hands to make a Buddhist salute. "Master, please go back to the two donors!"

Mrs. Jiang thought she hadn't heard clearly, and asked Xiao Shami what he meant. Xiao Shami said slowly, "The master said that the two donors are not suitable for incense today. The two donors, please come back! The little novice called the Buddha and turned around and entered the temple, and closed the door of the main hall.

"What does that mean! Mrs. is the first day of each month. Fifteen have come to incense, why can't it be done today? Zhu Mama looked suspiciously at the door of the temple that had been closed. It's like talking to yourself, and it's like theorizing with the little novice.

"Could it be that I didn't come on the first day of the first month of this month, and Zen Keisuke was angry?"

"Zen Master Huijie is a high-ranking monk, why be angry? Not to mention the few taels of sesame oil you sent on the fifteenth day of the first month. What's more, Qixia Temple has been specially supplied by the Rong family. There is no shortage of use, it is really a woman's opinion! ”

Rong Yongxi's tone was gentle and his expression was calm. But when these words were heard in Mrs. Jiang's ears, they were extremely harsh. Mrs. Jiang was at a loss for a moment.

Rong Yongxi was not in a hurry to leave the temple. A leisurely stroll. He paced to the side hall and saw a monk with white eyebrows meditating on the futon, he hurriedly withdrew, and accidentally touched the arm of the Arhat statue beside him, and his body seemed to be numb as if he had been pointed.

Rong Yongxi looked at the arhat carefully, with a look like a spring breeze, his legs half sitting and half standing, one hand supporting his cheek, as if he was in deep thought. Rong Yongxi was shocked, this Arhat and Rong Xi looked quite similar!

Rong Yongxi's numb body finally came to sense, he quickly ran out of the side hall, and said to Mrs. Jiang in a bit of a panic, let's go to the mountain. As soon as the words fell, Luo Yan and Rong Xi pushed open the temple door and came in.

Rong Yongxi looked at Rong Xi infatuatedly, the more he looked at it, the more he looked like the Arhat just now, and Rong Yongxi was so surprised that he couldn't speak for a while.

Luo Yan walked over and grabbed Mrs. Jiang's arm and said, when she and Rong Xi came over just now, they saw that the flowers in the back mountain were blooming well from a distance, so it was better to go and see together. Rong Xi clapped his hands and applauded, "I want to make garlands for my mother and my mother." ”

Rong Yongxi hesitated, and when he saw Luo Yan looking at him with a smile, he immediately understood, so he followed behind Mrs. Jiang, and the group went to the back mountain along the path that winded around the temple.

The flowers in the back mountain are really blooming, Rong Xi ran over with a smile, and came back a little sadly after a while, looking at the beautiful flowers from afar, and thanking them when they looked closely.

"Don't be sad, don't be sad, don't want a garland." Mrs. Jiang coaxed Rong Xi, turned around to look at Rong Yongxi, and said, "Wild flowers bloom as soon as they bloom, how can the flowers at home bloom exquisitely for a long time!" ”

"The leaves fall on the other side, and the flowers bloom! There is no such thing as perfection! It's like the full moon of the fifteenth night tonight, and there will be a shortage in the future. If you want to open it, it's good to open it! Luo Yan glanced at the sea of flowers that were red and confused all over the mountain, and her expression was solemn.

Rong Yongxi stopped and said to Luo Yan that he would go back and stop looking at any more flowers. Luo Yan didn't force her to stay, and asked Jiu'er and Rong Xi to accompany Rong Yongxi back to the temple to sit and wait for them, and she and Mrs. Jiang would come as soon as they went.

Mrs. Jiang also said let's go back, Luo Yan took her arm and insisted on turning to the back mountain. Zhu Mama suddenly remembered something, quickly caught up, and said in a low voice: "The slave maid heard that Mei Xuan lives here now." The third grandmother, this is the essentials for the lady to see her? ”

Luo Yan nodded, and when Mrs. Jiang heard this, she hesitated. "Mother-in-law, there are some things that can only be untied by facing them, haven't you had a hard time in the past eighteen years?" Luo Yan said lightly.

Mrs. Jiang shivered, looked at Luo Yan and said in a trembling voice: "You, you all know? ”

Luo Yan shook her head, "What you hear and see is not necessarily the truth, only by feeling it with your heart can you understand what you want." ”

There are several simple houses surrounded by bamboo fences in the mountain behind the Zen temple, although there is no wall, but you can't want the mountain, you can only go around to the Zen temple and then by the stone steps mountain. If there is a person in the Rong Mansion who makes a mistake or can't think about it, with the permission of the old lady, she will send it here to think about it. There is only one meal of porridge and pickles every day, which is considered a very elegant punishment. Everyone in the Rong Mansion knows that there is this way to govern people, but so far only Aunt Mei has been sent here.

The courtyard was extremely quiet, Luo Yan gently pushed the door in, stretched out her hand and hissed on her lips, Zhu Mama held her breath, and Mrs. Jiang also relaxed curiously.

Luo Yan walked to the innermost simple house and stopped, beckoning Mrs. Jiang to come over. Mrs. Jiang walked to the window of the simple house and looked at Luo Yan anxiously.

Luo Yan winked at Mrs. Jiang and tapped lightly on the window frame. Mrs. Jiang was wondering to herself when she heard the sound of talking from the house...... (To be continued.) )