Chapter 1871: A Lot of Wishes

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The big pot of dishes, and there is no oil and water, the taste is really not good, but they still eat them all, even Gu Yichen, who is a very picky eater and turtle hair.

Lu Yuhua and Ning Yue went to wash the dishes, and then waited for the little monk to come over to collect the dishes, and then they could go down the mountain.

When the little monk came over, he also brought a white canvas bag: "Master Gu, this is the fruit offered in the temple in the morning, you can take it back and eat it. ”

Gu Qingshan accepted it with a smile: "Okay, okay, then thank you, little master, you are all busy today, we won't bother much, when Huiming comes back, I will go up the mountain to see you." ”

The little monk clasped his hands together: "Okay, Master Gu, please go slowly." ”

When going down the mountain, a large bag of fruit offerings was naturally carried by Song Chengyi.

The road down the mountain was not easy to walk, but seeing her man carrying things and holding her, and walking steadily, Ningyue once again felt that it was really good for her to choose a man's vision.

When I returned home, I divided the fruits, everyone had a little good luck, and on the seventh day of the new year, restaurants, factories, and experience stores were all going to open for business.

Song Chengyi worked overtime in the army from Chinese New Year's Eve to the fifth day of junior high school, so he took a day off today to accompany Ningyue to Puguang Temple, and at night, the two were lying on the bed, Ningyue said: "Chengyi, you have been running on both sides for the past few days, or tomorrow night, we will still go to live in the army, right?" ”

"Tomorrow will be back for business, you will be very busy, it doesn't matter, anyway, there is a car, it will be twenty or thirty minutes to come back, Ningning, what wish did you make today?"

Ning Yue leaned on his arms and began to snap her fingers: "I hope that the people around me are healthy, I hope that the business of Chengwei will be prosperous, I hope that the eldest brother will find me a good sister-in-law as soon as possible, and I also hope that I must conceive a baby this year, what about you?" What wish did you make? ”

"Me? I made a wish when I was in the Niangniang Temple, where is it like you, so greedy? Song Chengyi said, pinching Ningyue's little nose.

Ning Yue rubbed her little nose: "It seems that oh, I made so many wishes, and the Bodhisattvas were all stunned by me, and I don't know which one to help me achieve." ”

Then he frowned and thought for a while: "Then just one and forget it." ”

"Which wish? Say it and I'll listen. ”

"Just let the eldest brother find a good sister-in-law, as for the baby, you just make a wish, let's have one wish per person, it's not greedy!"

Song Chengyi smiled and tightened the person: "Well, don't be greedy, Ningning, this year, I will definitely give you a baby, and we will definitely be able to be parents and fathers." ”

Ning Yue remembered the words of the little baby she heard in the little black room, thought for a moment, and said, "Husband, I'll tell you a secret. ”

"Well, what a secret, you say!"

"On August 8th, when I fainted, didn't the baby also leave? Later, I heard a child say to me that he was so naughty that a man came to me first, and that he had to go back and bring his brother with him, or he would not find his mother. ”

Song Chengyi didn't speak, Ning Yue looked up, only to see him staring ahead with no expression: "Chengyi, don't believe it, I'm not making it up to comfort you, it's true, I really heard it." ”

If it was before, Song Chengyi would think that she was joking seriously, but now, after going through so much, he believes that what Ning Ning said should be true: "So you said last time, next time you get pregnant, we may have a pair of twin babies?" ”

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