Although Mei'er and Xing'er's backgrounds are similar, but their personalities are different, Mei'er thinks that her master is right to do this, poor sons and rich daughters, what is poverty? It is to train him to be a person who can survive with his own hands.

Money, the Wu family is not lacking, but those money are earned by the master himself, if the master dies one day, the young master is young, how to support this day, so it is better to read some books and worship some famous teachers, one can improve himself to open wisdom and Boda, and the other is to worship the name of the boy or the future talent under the Shuo Confucian Wang Shizhen, dare to ask this Taicang Mansion, oh, no, the entire Suzhou Mansion, who dares to touch their own young master?

Mei'er obviously thinks long-term, so she is very pleased with Daozi's hard study and diligent study, and of course she is more worried and loving for Daozi's physical fear that she will not be able to endure injury. Her eyes like autumn water have been quietly caressing Daozi's childlike body.

Daozi is so sensible, so pitiful, his side face is so cute, although under the sunshine, you can see the yellow hair of the child makes him lose a trace of perfection, but these yellow hair of the child is in Mei'er's heart is the comfort of motherly love who wants to hold him in her arms and not let go.

Michiko looked at the book, and the green tendons on his forehead seemed to be faintly visible, like the horns of a dragon.

Linlang took the folding fan, moved the lotus step lightly, and came slowly. She saw that Daozi was so hard working, and she lost her mind for a while, is this still the first pit father in Taicang in her heart?

The wind blew the three thousand green silks, the three thousand green silks flew, the faint fragrance blew into the surrounding air, overflowing with the fragrance of the gardenia, like a wave, slowly invaded the Mochizuki Pavilion.

"Linlang Xiao, oh, no, Linlang Gongzi, are you here?" Daozi was pulled back from the scroll by the familiar fragrance. He turned his head to look at Linlang with plain and light makeup, stood up happily, and almost made a mistake when he spoke, but soon he came back from the rescue, after all, Linlang was still wearing a child's outfit today, she didn't want to reveal the secret, why didn't Daozi want to break the secret?

Seeing Linlang's arrival, Xing'er and Mei'er hurriedly walked forward to make a maid's ceremony, and then left the pavilion, which was no longer a place where people like them could stay.

Linlang looked at this young man who was a head shorter than himself, oh, no, he was not a teenager at this time, his smile was like the spring breeze in April, like the peach blossoms blooming all over the mountains, so beautiful, so lovable.

"Oh, come and see if you're still reporting to the Buddha temporarily?" The more Linlang thought about it, the more her heart thumped, and in the end, her face inevitably flushed a little, and a gust of wind came, blowing her hair on her delicate face, and she only returned to consciousness from her nihilistic illusions at this time.

Daozi was embarrassed for a while when he heard this, and subconsciously stretched out his hand and pointed to his nose: "It turns out that my Daozi is so bad in the heart of Linlang Gongzi!" ”

When Linlang heard Daozi's resentment, she didn't know why her heart was a little tight, but she said, "That's it!" In the heart of this son, you are a gentleman, just a mud that can't support the wall. ”

Daozi looked at Linlang's wrinkled nose and angry expression, and his heart was anxious, and he secretly swore that this woman must be my Daozi, yes, it must be my Daozi!

Seeing Daozi staring at himself in a daze, Linlang's face turned red, and he hurriedly opened the folding fan in front of him, fanned the wind elegantly, and hurriedly changed the topic: "I'm going to Nanyuan tomorrow, my son asks you, have you already gone to Zhilan Temple?" ”

Chiran Temple?

Daozi scratched his head, and said in his heart what he was doing there.

Linlang looked at Daozi and was puzzled, walked into the pavilion with his hands behind his back, shook the folding fan, and walked two steps before turning his head and suddenly realized: "Yes, you are a Taoist, and you were born with Taoism, so you have no reason for Buddhism, and you naturally don't know the reason for it."

The more Daozi listened, the more confused he became, what does this have to do with his birth?

Regarding his birth legend, Daozi heard some of them, saying that his mother conceived him because an old Taoist priest persuaded his father to do 12,000 good deeds, and later his father did it one by one, so he had himself. He also said that before he was born, the heavy snow in Taicang continued for three days, and when the old Taoist priest came, he prayed to heaven to help his old mother successfully give birth to himself.

But that doesn't mean anything.

Daozi looked at Linlang, and then poured her a cup of tea very intimately, hoping that she could explain it to herself. Linlang looked at Daozi and pouted in his heart, invite someone to eat tea, do you have anyone to eat herbal tea? However, Linlang is also bold by nature, and he didn't say anything contemptuous of Daozi's fake intimate behavior, but explained it to Daozi one by one.

Daozi listened carefully, and in the end, he understood that it was nothing more than that before the college entrance examination for the children of later generations, his parents went to those temples with magic to burn incense, hoping that the Buddhas would bless him and let his children get good grades, which was almost the same.

Linlang gave many examples to prove the miracle of Nazhilan Temple. Daozi listened with a smile, he didn't believe in this, but said that he didn't think it was necessary, as long as his heart was bright, the gods and Buddhas would naturally bless him, if it was dirty, even if he made a big offering, it would end up just for his own self-comfort.

Gods and Buddhas will not bless the filthy, unless the filthy ones introspect, cleanse their hearts, and become new people.

Linlang said dryly, but in the end, he found that his enthusiasm came to Daozi and became a river of spring water flowing eastward.

She pulled the road and said, "If you don't believe me, ask your father, or ask anyone on the street."

Daozi looked at Linlang's seductive lips, subconsciously licked his lips, and said, "Linlang, you are so beautiful, everything you naturally say is true!" ”

Linlang was stunned when she heard this, and then her face turned red, and she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Daozi, and after a while, she paused and said, "My son is gone." ”

"Is it still early? What are you going to do? Daozi opened his mouth and said.

Linlang snorted coldly: "You don't go to Zhilan Temple, my son goes."

Daozi suddenly realized when he heard this, and secretly shouted, he is an idiot, is this a euphemistic invitation to go on a date by the eldest lady of the family? Oops, damn it, why are you so stupid?

Daozi scolded himself a few words in his heart, and then hurriedly laughed and apologized: "Although I am a Taoist, but the Buddha is the Tao, I naturally can't lose the Buddha, what I want to see, what I must see, even if I don't look at it, for the sake of Linlang Gongzi, I also have to see it."

"Who let Ben Gongzi and Linlang Gongzi hit it off at first sight?"

Daozi spoke in a weird manner, and the smell of flirtation in it was overflowing, and Linlang heard that hot flashes of sweat appeared on his back, and his forehead began to get wet.

"Humph!" Linlang folded a dozen fans, leading the way in front of his head.

Michiko hurriedly caught up.