"Okay, I won't move, you go to sleep quickly, don't worry about me." He tucked his daughter-in-law into the north corner, sat on the edge of the bed, took her hand and put it in the quilt, and leaned against the head of the bed, "Sleep." ”

Qin Miaomiao nodded: "Then don't go." ”

Seeing that her eyes were full of dependence, Nan Xuanye's heart was soft, and just as she was lying sideways facing him, she gently patted her back: "Sleep, when you wake up, I'll make soup for you." ”

Qin Miaomiao was sleepy, and fell asleep after a while.

A dreamless night.

The next morning, the sunlight poured into the house, and the room was dry and lingering with a faint fragrance, and Qin Miaomiao woke up surrounded by this fragrance.

She sniffed, a little drooling.

This is the familiar taste of her, it is the chicken soup that Nan Xuanye boiled with her own hands, the taste is fragrant and strong, and it goes straight to people's noses.

Thinking of him, he came back, with a tray in his hand, on which was white rice, and two plates of side dishes, which he did not put on the table, but took it directly to the bedside, put it on the dresser, and dragged the table over.

"Woke up, did you sleep well?"

Qin Miaomiao nodded, her stomach gurgled twice, she was suddenly embarrassed and ashamed, and she lowered her head like an evasion and didn't dare to look at him.

"Let's eat."

As soon as she looked up, she saw that his eyes were full of affection, without the slightest joke or ridicule, and the little discomfort in her heart was gone.

The white rice stew is delicious, the heat and saltiness of the dish are just right, the soup is also delicious, and the mushrooms, green and white and vermicelli in it are all her favorite foods.

She ate a bowl of white rice and was full, there was a lot of leftovers, the soup was not less, and the rest was eaten by Nan Xuanye, and he didn't dislike it, so he ate it all, and there was nothing left.

"I'll do it for you at noon."

The vegetables made in the monastery are all vegetarian dishes, which are grown by the monks themselves, and they are self-sufficient, but the taste is very good, even if there is no meat, it is not unpalatable.

But one thing is not good, how can green vegetables have meat to supplement the body? So Nam Hyun Ye decided to go down the mountain at noon and go buy some meat and come back.

But when you think about it, it's a bit of a hassle.

He furrowed his brows and groaned, deciding that if he really couldn't do it, he would just go home, anyway, he had lived here long enough, and he could raise it as much as he wanted when he got home.

He said this idea, Qin Miaomiao naturally had no opinion, but the midwife disagreed, saying that women can't go out during confinement, and they can't see the wind, otherwise it is easy to brand the root of the disease.

So I had to put this matter on hold for the time being.

At noon, the couple was teasing Jun Gui, when they saw a monk knocking on the door: "Donor, the host heard that you are happy to celebrate Lin'er, and I have come to congratulate you." ”

Nam Hyun Ye asked her to rest first and went out by herself.

"Abbot."

The abbot was about fifty years old, not tall, a little chubby, and looked kind, he first congratulated him, and then looked at the child, and said that the child was clear-eyed and beautiful, and followed his father's mother.

Nan Xuanye is a father, although he didn't want to see this child at first, it was only because his daughter-in-law suffered for him, and now he has teased the child for a while, and his father is in love, so he naturally likes others to praise his child, not to mention that this person is the abbot of Huguo Temple, and he is highly respected.

"Thank you, abbot, in fact, the newborn child can't see anything, but I think this child is very similar to my mother."

The abbot smiled and nodded, and got Nan Xuanye's satisfied eyes, he felt that this abbot was very discerning, and his speech was particularly measured.

"This is a congratulatory gift from the poor monk to the benefactor." The abbot took out a piece of jade from his sleeve and handed it over.

Nan Xuanye took it in his hand, this jade is snow-white, and there is a Bodhisattva engraved on it, and there are three small characters engraved on the back of the jade: peace jade.

"It's too precious." He can't take it.

The abbot smiled and said: "This is the jade that has been opened in the temple, but it can keep people safe, you are happy to celebrate Lin'er, this is a great joy, this is the heart of the poor monk, don't refuse." ”

"Thank you, Abbot." Nam Hyun Ye didn't excuse himself.

The abbot was as discerning as a torch and could see that the Nan couple were good people, so he offered to pray for the child and pray for a smooth life.

is really a famous monk, Nan Xuanye naturally will not refuse, but the lady can't see people during confinement, so she goes back to clean up for the lady, drops the bed curtain, and then takes the abbot into the house.

In two days, Jungui has completely grown, his facial features are exquisite, his little face is flushed, and he is carved in pink and jade, just like a boy under the seat of Guanyin, and the abbot likes it at a glance.

When praying for blessings, Xiao Jungui suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the Buddha beads in his hand, his short little fingers were white and fat, saying that he was grabbing, but he didn't have much strength, so he was empty.

The more the abbot looked at him, the more he liked it, his eyes were soft, full of compassion: "This child is related to the poor monk, donor, the poor monk may think of a name for him?" ”

In fact, the abbot didn't have much hope when he asked this, after all, it had been two days, and the child's parents must have named the child.

But he really likes children, so he can't help asking.

"Wait a minute." Nan Xuanye groaned slightly, then turned around and went into the house, and told his daughter-in-law that the abbot wanted to name the child.

Qin Miaomiao hesitated slightly: "Of course this is a good thing, but I thought you would want to name your child." ”

Whether it is a name or a word, it has nothing to do with him, she is afraid that he will feel uncomfortable, doesn't it mean that fathers like to name their children by themselves?

Nan Xuanye said: "It's okay, I still want you to pick it up, if you don't care, let the abbot take it, I don't care." ”

What is this called?

Qin Miaomiao glanced at him with disgust: "What do you say?" Isn't that your son? You don't care at all. ”

Nan Xuanye suddenly felt wronged, and hurriedly assured that he cared very much, very concerned: "Let's not say that the longer Jungui grows, the better it looks, that is my blood and bones, and it was born by you with great difficulty, how can I not care?" ”

Qin Miaomiao pursed her lips, as if she didn't believe it.

"Lady......" Nan Xuanye was anxious, hugged her and whispered, gentle and low-alcohol, until she coaxed her to smile, this is the end.

When he came out, the abbot had been waiting for a long time, and he apologized slightly: "I'm sorry, I've been talking to my lady for a long time, and I've neglected you." ”

The abbot shook his head, not careless.

"Please also ask the abbot to give my son a name."

The abbot immediately smiled, looked down at Xueyu's cute child, and slowly said a word: "Jin, known as beautiful jade." ”

Nan Xuanye chewed on this word carefully, and was very satisfied at the end: "Okay, if you have a heart, then call Nan Jin, I hope he can be like this piece of jade in the future, and not be infected by the world." ”

He gave the jade pendant to the child to bring.

The abbot did not stay long, but after watching the child for a while, he left, and after the meal at noon, the midwife went to the kitchen to work all the time, and when she was done, she came in with a bowl.

"What is this?" Qin Miaomiao sniffed and smelled the smell of vagueness in the air.