Zhan Jiu thought of the koi fish, looked at him with blank eyes, and his eyes gradually turned red: "Her parents have just passed away and have been kicked out again, it will be very pitiful, Master don't drive her away." ”

"You've forgiven?"

As soon as my nose was sore, I cried with a wow: "I am, just woo...... Sorry for my pillow ......"

Fanyin hugged her distressedly: "Master will fix it for you." ”

She sobbed and replied, "Well, then forgive." ”

Fanyin wiped her bean-sized tears, and her thin lips rarely outlined a shallow smile: "Okay, don't cry, Master will tell you one thing." ”

Zhan Jiu sniffed, nodded obediently, and stopped crying.

Fanyin said: "Your second uncle and I are going to take your father and brother to Fushan to pray for you." ”

The pillow can't be repaired for a while, so I can only go over there.

At present, Lu Yuqing and Lu Ziyun don't know that the pillow is broken.

Zhan Jiu nodded, she remembered that when she was very young, she had also been there.

Later, I heard the master say, "Tonight, you go to the Buddha hall to recite sutras." ”

Zhan Jiu's eyes widened, and he asked aggrievedly, "Master, why did you punish me?" ”

Fanyin sighed in her heart, the pillow can't be repaired tonight, Xiao Jiu doesn't have a pillow to accompany her, and she will have nightmares at night, which is likely to cause a shadow on her childhood.

If you chant in the Buddhist hall for a night, you will get better.

Naturally, he wouldn't tell her, but said: "Xiao Jiu, as a Zen master, it's not right for you to beat people." ”

Zhan Jiu said angrily: "It was she who pushed me first and destroyed my pillow, Master, you reversed black and white, I don't forgive her!" ”

Then he pushed him away and ran out.

……

At night.

There was a sound outside the Buddhist hall, and the night was not so quiet.

Zhan Jiu knelt on the futon and folded his hands: "I hope Master will live a long life." ”

Since she was sensible, she would make this wish every time she went to the Buddhist hall.

Even if the master beat her and punished her, it has never changed.

After Zhan Jiu kowtowed three times, he said dissatisfiedly: "Buddha, Master can't tell right from wrong, and punished me for not sleeping tonight, Master, is he old and confused, please bless my master, you must live a long life, and I will never cut his beard again in the future." ”

At this time, I suddenly heard footsteps.

She turned around, but she didn't expect Fu Yusheng to come, and he also went back to the temple.

Zhan Jiu was not in a good mood and didn't look back to say hello.

Fu Yusheng knelt down at a distance of fifty meters from her, folded his hands, closed his eyes, and recited Buddhist scriptures.

His voice is not loud, but it is clear and beautiful.

Zhan Jiu suddenly remembered the candy he gave him last night, looked at him, showed a rare smile, and beckoned: "Hey, little donor." ”

Fu Yusheng opened his eyes and looked at her.

At this glance, he saw that her two eyes were swollen to the point where there were two small slits left, and if he didn't look closely, he would have thought she was squinting.

I can't help but think of the tiger girl at school.

Perhaps, Zhan Jiu, like her, has a smile lip, which always feels bright and cute, and her red and swollen eyes make people want to care about it inexplicably.

He hesitated for a few seconds and pointed to his eyes: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Zhan Jiu put away his smile, propped his hands on the ground, slowly got up from the futon, and walked towards him.

She knelt down next to him, picked up the futon on the side and handed it to him: "Little donor, hey, put another futon, your knees won't hurt." ”

Fu Yusheng was very puzzled, today, how could the little monk be so good to him?

"You're on the mat."

He took it and politely replied, "Thank you." ”