Although he also felt that there was something wrong with Wang Qinghong in his heart, it could be seen that the old monk was annoyed, and the old lady Wang couldn't help but say: "You can't blame Qinghong, at that time, it was the Cui family who left Shiro in Anlu." After all, Shiro was ...... back then Who would have thought that a child who was born stupid would open his mind at the age of three......"

"That's a fool, Xiao Cui's is her own niece, and she gave up her life to give birth to this child, she said that she would throw it away, she was really ruthless. The two of them, mother and son, care too much about face, and they are not blessed. Speaking of this, the old monk couldn't help but show a little discouragement.

Seeing that the old monk was sad, the old lady Wang hurriedly persuaded: "Speaking of which, it is still your fate with Shiro, if there is no mistake in the past, Shiro will not come to you." If it weren't for your teachings over the years, Shiro wouldn't be like this. ”

The old monk listened, was silent for a while, and said, "I didn't expect them to come back so early, I thought I would have to wait for the child to be older." ”

When the old lady Wang heard this, she frowned and said, "You want to arrange for Shiro to go down the mountain?" Although it's my parents and sisters over there, I haven't gotten along with each other in the end, Shiro is still young, if he is wronged......"

The old monk sighed and said, "He always has to go home, while the old monk is still there, he can still take care of it." If something is wrong, you can plan for it early......"

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The two old men had their own thoughts, and they didn't sleep well, but the idiot had a good night's sleep.

It's just that when I went to cross the courtyard to go to the flat pole and the bucket the next morning, I was embarrassed and the water tank was full.

I don't know if it was the order of the old lady Wang, or the few servants who followed the old lady Wang up the mountain to offer their own courtesy, anyway, the sky was bright, someone picked up water, chopped firewood, millet porridge was boiled, and steamed buns were also hot.

Although the water tank is full, the Taoist idiot still has to do the morning class. Not for the side, just for a good body. The old monk originally wanted to use the water to hone the mood of the Taoist idiot, but the Taoist idiot regarded this as a method of exercising the body. Therefore, after having a hurried breakfast in the kitchen, the Taoist idiot went down the mountain with a flat pole and a bucket.

It's just that because he was worried about going down the mountain to chant the scriptures, the Taoist idiot slowed down today.

Originally, it took two hours to finish, but it took one and a half hours today, and he got up half an hour earlier than usual today, so that Chenzheng (eight o'clock in the morning) finished his morning class.

The Taoist idiot went to the meditation room to say hello to the old monk and went down the mountain.

The old monk left a servant of the old lady Wang on the mountain, although he didn't say anything, but the Taoist idiot knew that he was just afraid that he would worry about him under the mountain.

When he arrived at Wangjiayao, the Taoist idiot still chanted in front of the spirit over and over again.

Before chanting, Wang Fuping sought the Taoist idiot to discuss the funeral time. The old monk instructed the Taoist idiot to "chant the scriptures a hundred times", which Wang Fuping listened to with his own ears.

According to his meaning, the time of the funeral depends on the time of chanting.

After all, it is the kindness of the master, even if he spends money to stop for a few more days, he must wait for the Taoist idiot to chant the sutra a hundred times before going out of the funeral.

The Taoist idiot calculated his daily chanting in his heart, and said, "On my side, a total of ten days is about the same." ”

That is, the funeral can be scheduled for the eleventh day, Wang Fuping was relieved when he heard this. It's not that I am reluctant to stop the silver for a few more days, but yesterday I was the patriarch and the head of the house, and I don't know how many people will pay attention to their family.

In order not to cause trouble, it is better to be careful.

In the eyes of outsiders, they are just the identity of the external steward of the sect, and the eleven days of suspension can be regarded as a big operation. If the days go any longer, it will look swaggering.

In the Wang clan, there are not only benevolent and kind old patriarchs, successful twelve-room masters, but also idle prodigals.

If they are targeted, they will have to break the bank and avoid disaster.

In a blink of an eye, on May 14, the Wang family went to the funeral.

Unlike on the first day of Daddy Wang's death, only the neighbors and the surrounding stewards came to pay tribute, not only the eldest young master of the sect and the eldest master of the twelfth room came over, but also the people of the Wang clan at the head of the other houses also sent people to the funeral.

Father Wang's funeral is even more decent than the funeral of ordinary people in the Wang family.

The Taoist idiot was too lazy to pay attention to the people next to him, and after reciting the last "Dizang Sutra" in front of Daddy Wang's grave, he took the tiger's head back to the mountain.

Unexpectedly, there was still a basin of dog blood waiting for him on the mountain.

"The tiger head stays, you can go down the mountain today." The old monk said calmly.

Hearing this, the Taoist idiot raised his head: "Master, ......"

He wasn't surprised by this result, but he didn't expect this topic to come so early.

"Can you delay the descent for a few days? "The Book of Villains", I only learned the fifth volume. He said earnestly.

The old monk shook his head and said, "It's not that you won't let people come back, you will come over every Friday in the future." ”

Although he knew that the old monk's decision was difficult to change, the Taoist idiot was still a little unwilling, and said, "Master, I don't want to go down the mountain. ”

The old monk's gaze added a bit of love: "The inkstone is gone, and I am also old...... Since you are a descendant of the royal family, you must return to the royal family......"

This is the first time that the old monk has mentioned the identity of the Taoist idiot, but the Taoist idiot is not happy at all.

According to the old monk, he is a concubine, but fortunately, his biological mother is not a "cheap concubine", she entered the Wang family as a second-room concubine, and she was the niece of the grandmother of the Taoist idiot, who died in childbirth, leaving the child of the Taoist idiot.

I don't want to be stupid by nature, and I just turned one year old and threw it on Zhuangzi to fend for myself. Once the old lady Wang happened to pass by the Zhuangzi, remembered this nephew, and had no intention of going over to take a look. Seeing that the people were really slow to treat him, he sent them to the mountains until he was three years old.

The biological father of the idiot is not an outsider, it is Wang Qinghong, the twelve-room lord who returned to his hometown a few days ago.

In addition to the Taoist idiot, Wang Qinghong's other children are all grandchildren, four sons and one daughter, of which the eldest son and the second son died young, and now the rest is the third son born on the same day, the same month, and the same day as the Taoist idiot, the youngest son who will turn one year old, and the eldest daughter who is three years old.

Where in the world are there so many just right? The Taoist idiot believes in the life experience, but the old lady Wang "just happened" to pass by and "unintentionally" visited this, but the Taoist idiot didn't believe it.

There must be some side reasons, the original owner was just a baby who had just turned one year old at the time, and he was still stupid by nature, and the old lady Wang made a special trip to take care of this idle matter, and it must not be because of this little baby.

Most of the rest fell on the old monk. It's just that the old monk avoided this and didn't say it, so the Taoist idiot didn't mention it knowingly.

Counting today's funeral, the idiot has seen Wang Qinghong twice. For him to be the biological father of his own body, the Taoist idiot was not happy, but felt a little troublesome.

Looking at Wang Qinghong's appearance, a typical scholar. Such a person values father, father and son most in his heart. You know, in this day and age, children are completely subordinate to their parents. Whether it is a future or a marriage, parents have the right to make full decisions.

Dao idiots are not real children, so they are naturally unwilling to put their fate in the hands of others.

Now that the matter of going down the mountain has been settled, how should I exercise it, I should go to the twelfth room to see it first. You always have to know yourself and your opponent so that you can think of ways to deal with it.

Thinking of this, the idiot calmed down......

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Outside the mountain gate, Wang Qinghong stopped, his face was a little strange, and he looked at the young man next to him: "Xishan Temple, there are only two people now?" Except for the old monk, that is, Shiro, there is no one else? ”

The young man nodded, "That's right, that's what grandfather said...... By the way, there was another person in the early years, that is, Daddy Wang, who was funeral today......" Speaking of this, I also noticed that something was wrong, and I couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Wang Qinghong only felt bitter in his mouth: "Dao idiot little master, it's Shiro ......"

The Taoist idiot's quick recitation of the "Dizang Sutra" not only conquered the villagers of Wangjiayao, but even Wang Qinghong, the old man who explored the flowers, listened to it twice and admired it.

When this young man heard it for the first time today, he couldn't help but praise it.

Buddhist scriptures are obscure, and "chanting" refers to the recitation of scriptures, but the recitation of Taoist idiots is recitation.

Reciting scriptures is not uncommon for a great monk with profound mana, but on this half-grown child, it can be called "smart".

How can such a qualification be "born stupid"?

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