Chapter Forty-Eight: The Unsolvable Destiny

Su Wan is too smart a person, she can understand what is going on as long as she thinks about it: Zhou Jinhuan is showing her sincerity by doing so.

On the second day, Zhou Jinhuan woke up early, she had always slept lightly and was in a strange place.

The Zhou couple hadn't gotten up yet, so she and Su Wan went to the kitchen together.

"How can Miss come to such a place?" Aunt Qin in the kitchen blocked Zhou Jinhuan and the two out of the door, and smiled very flatteringly: "Miss can tell me what she wants to eat." ”

"No, I'm going to come over and see what my father and mother like to eat. Zhou Jinhuan bypassed her and entered the kitchen, there were two masters in the kitchen, one white case and one red case, the white case was in charge of pasta, and the red case was in charge of cooking.

Zhou Jinhuan stayed in the kitchen all the time, watching the two masters cook, and remembering carefully, Aunt Qin was talking about the preferences of the Zhou couple on the side.

"Aunt Qin, I don't know if there are soybeans at home?" "Soybeans can be ground into soy milk, which is delicious and nutritious, suitable for all ages.

"At first glance, Miss is a person who is not a farmer, and the soybeans will be sown after about ten years, and they will be harvested around Chongyang. Aunt Qin saw Zhou Jinhuan's embarrassed face and smiled: "Look at me who doesn't speak the door, Miss was originally in the palace, so naturally she has never seen the countryside." ”

Aunt Qin didn't mean anything else, and her later words were also explained, but she never thought that she was in the death hole of Zhou Jinhuan, and she thought for a while before she smiled: "What Aunt Qin said, I don't know what my father is about to get up, I have to go to ask for peace and go back first." ”

"Okay, well, Miss must tell me what you want to eat. Seeing her smile, Aunt Qin's slightly wrinkled face also smiled into a flower.

"Girl, you don't have to take to heart what the man said. Su Wan is so smart, as long as she knows everything with a look, she just cares about walking forward: "It's okay, I just need to get used to it." ”

When they arrived in the room of the Zhou couple, the two had already sat down, and according to etiquette, Zhou Jinhuan served tea to the two, helped Mrs. Zhou, and the three of them went to have breakfast together.

It was Aunt Qin who came to the hall to serve, and naturally she couldn't help but praise Zhou Jinhuan again, "filial piety", "sensible" and "caring" kept talking, and the Zhou couple were very happy.

Breakfast was very pleasant, after the meal, Zhou Ming went to the court, and Mrs. Zhou took Zhou Jinhuan to the Mingjing Temple in the east of the city.

Mingjing Temple is located in the middle of the mountainside, although it is not grounded, but it is quite a bit fairy. The three gilded characters of Mingjing Temple are vigorous and powerful, the vermilion gate is embedded with two silver buckles, and the two stone lions at the door are also several circles larger than those of ordinary eunuchs, and the atmosphere is the first impression of Mingjing Temple.

When you enter the temple, you are greeted by a different scene: there is nothing but a few large, thick linden trees and a temple on three sides.

Today is not a special day, so there are not many pilgrims in the temple, a few monks are cleaning the temple, and the temple presents a very peaceful and quiet atmosphere.

"Mrs. Zhou came to this temple, the poor monk was disappointed, and I hope Mrs. will forgive me. It was Master Qingyuan, the temple's intellectual, who was greeted by him, and when he saw Zhou Jinhuan standing next to him, his face was surprised for a moment, and then he regained his calm.

"Jin Huan, this is Master Qingyuan, who knows the guest. ”

"Hello Master Qingyuan, little girl Zhou Jinhuan. ”

"The benefactor has tormented the poor monk. ”

After a few simple greetings, the three of them went to the Daxiong Treasure Hall together, and there was already an incense lantern master waiting at this time.

Mrs. Zhou's main reason for coming over this time is to repay her wishes, she has always wanted to have a son under her knees, and Zhou Jinhuan's arrival has no intention of making everything very successful.

Following Mrs. Zhou's movements, lighting incense, praying, planting incense, and kneeling, it was very pious.

It can be seen that Mrs. Zhou and the Zhike Master are acquaintances, and after the incense, the two of them went to the tea room.

"Mrs. Zhou, but you want to ask the female benefactor?"

"The old body has been half cut into the ground, and finally such a lovely girl has come to her side, and I ask the master to give me some advice. ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk does not hide from Mrs. Zhou, the life of the female benefactor is incompatible with the face, let alone the poor monk, I am afraid that no one in this world can calculate her life. ”

"What do you mean by that, master?"

"Amitabha, the mandate of heaven is like this, Mrs. Zhou just needs to comply with the mandate of heaven, and it is inconvenient for the poor monk to say more. ”

Mrs. Zhou didn't ask any more questions, and put the bamboo slip on the fire, the flame was very strong, and everything was gone.

On the other side, Zhou Jinhuan and the two of them quietly went out after taking a turn in Mingjing Temple and walked towards the mountain.

"Girl, what are you doing in the mountains?"

"Look at the scenery. ”

This is well-founded, this mountain is called Mangshan, it is the highest peak in Yecheng, standing on the top of the mountain, blowing the mountain breeze of Xixi, overlooking the scenery under the mountain, it is definitely the feeling of "will be the top of the mountain, a glance at the mountains".

She had been kept in captivity by the palace for too long, and this call of the wild was almost breaking through the restraints of her body.