Zhan Jiu rubbed her master with her little head, in fact, she was afraid that her master would be jealous and felt very sad, so she suddenly hugged him.

Because, a long time ago, the master suddenly treated other little monks well, and she was sad alone for a long time.

But she knew that the master hurt her the most.

Now that she has grown up and is sensible, she can't make Master sad.

Fanyin was slightly stunned, the originally noble and cold handsome face, at this moment, was a little stiff, and instead, his eyes were surging with deep emotion.

It's not that he didn't think that the little girl would say such things, after all, she always does something that makes him feel very warm.

It's just a little unexpected, she will call Lu Yuqing at this time.

The little girl must have been worried that he would be sad.

couldn't help but shake his head slightly, squatted down in front of her, and looked at her at eye level: "Xiao Jiu, Master knows it in his heart." ”

Zhan Jiu nodded: "Well, Master, that Xiao Jiu went back." ”

"Hmm."

Zhan Jiu waved his hand and turned to walk out.

At this moment, she was in a very good mood, because she had told the master about the bad aunt of the female benefactor.

I also saw my father, naturally it was very funny, I walked with the wind, hummed a little song happily, trotted all the way, and returned to the South Courtyard.

Glancing at the door of the benefactor's room, it was locked.

She hated the feeling of being wronged, and she felt very unhappy at the thought that her master, who was so good and existed like a god, was also wronged.

It's just that I ran to tell the female donor that her aunt was a big bad guy and a big liar.

It doesn't seem to be good either.

After thinking about it, I still entered my own meditation room.

......

The next day.

Zhan Jiu went to the Buddhist hall early in the morning to chant sutras, and she heard Shanzhen say that Fu Yusheng went down the mountain and returned to school to study.

There is an inexplicable sense of disparity in my heart.

I haven't explained my misunderstanding to him yet.

She hopes that the little nephew is a very understanding person and can understand that she didn't mean it.

She stood at the door of the Buddha hall and handed incense to the donors who came to worship the Buddha.

At this time, I saw a female benefactor step into the Buddhist hall with a little boy who was one or two years older than her.

Zhan Jiu walked over, folded his hands, and asked very politely: "Amitabha, do the two donors ask for talismans or incense?" ”

The female benefactor replied, "Little Master, I'm here to offer incense. ”

Zhan Jiu raised his eyes, only to see the appearance of the female benefactor, she was born very beautiful, but her skin was very yellow, no color, and there were some freckles on both sides of her cheeks, if she had white skin, she must be a beauty.

She noticed that there were tears in the eyes of the female benefactor, and her eyes were melancholy, as if she was not happy.

The little boy beside her was well dressed, he didn't look much older than her, and he was wearing a pair of black bib pants with a brand-new white shirt underneath, and there were traces of folds, which should have been deliberately new.

His skin was very white, and he had a pair of very large and round eyes, long eyelashes, and stood obediently beside him, and had a particularly clean temperament, so that he did not look like a child from a poor family.

It can be seen that this mother gives all the good to her child.

Zhan Jiu handed the two pillars of incense to the female benefactor and her child.

After the female benefactor took it, she politely said, "Thank you, little master." ”

She opened her bag and took out a thick stack of money from her purse, a hundred, fifty, twenty, five, two, and even a dime.