As soon as the doctor's words came out, everyone present couldn't help but gasp, except for the old lady, and then reacted, and couldn't help but show joy on their faces.

Mrs. Hou was also stunned immediately, as if she was still a little incredulous, looked at the doctor blankly, and asked in a whisper, "Really?" I'm ...... Pregnant? ”

The doctor nodded to Mrs. Hou and advised: "The old man has been practicing medicine for many years, and he will not even be unable to control the happy pulse. Madam, you have been pregnant for nearly two months, less than three months, you still need to be cautious, and later the old man writes a list, with a few pairs of tocolytic pills, this harmful situation, maybe can be alleviated. ”

An Pinghou was also shocked, his wish for many years came true overnight?

Jiang Yingli was stunned when she saw that Anping Hou and Mrs. Hou were stunned, she couldn't help covering her lips and chuckling, and said softly: "Jing'er, you go with the doctor to get the medicine, Mother Chen, you go to the doctor, remember to keep in mind the precautions during pregnancy." ”

Then Jiang Yingli glanced at the cherry condensation honey, picked it up with a smile, and put it in front of her: "My mother is pregnant, so don't touch this cold food." ”

When the old lady saw Mrs. Hou's symptoms before, she had a guess, but it came true, and she immediately smiled and bent her eyes, and a big stone in her heart fell to the ground, and she couldn't help but put her hands together, and kept muttering: "Thank you Buddha for blessing, thank you Guanyin Niangniang, give me the concubine of Hou's mansion." ”

"It's really God's blessing, I must go to Qingcheng Temple to restore." The old lady said, habitually turning the Buddha beads in her hand, and her eyes were so excited that her eyes were filled with tears.

When Mrs. Hou heard this, she really came back to her senses, and was overjoyed to accept that she was pregnant, and at the same time looked at Jiang Yingliang's eyes and was even more grateful.

If she hadn't found a way for herself, it wouldn't have been so easy to achieve......

"If the old lady wants to go, then Yingli will accompany you." Although Jiang Yingli didn't believe in ghosts and gods before, what happened to him was also very bizarre, and he couldn't help but feel a little more respectful.

Besides, she also wants to pray that Qiu Muyun can return safely.

Mrs. Hou held back her tears and wiped the wetness at the corners of her eyes with a paddle, this is a great joy, what a system it is to cry and cry! "The old lady is right, I'll go clean up, and we'll go together tomorrow."

Jiang Yingli was thinking about working hard in the boat, and it might be better for Mrs. Hou to stay in the house, but seeing that the old lady had already accepted it with a smile, she had to swallow back the words of persuasion.

Thinking about it, it is also because of the vow, Mrs. Hou will be more sincere when she goes in person, and she can also pray that the Buddha will bless the healthy growth of the fetus in the house.

Qingshan Temple is surrounded by green trees, flowers and plants, and the incense is extremely vigorous, the people are lined up in a long line, in an endless stream of in and out, just to worship in front of the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva carved with white jade, and tell their wishes.

Jiang Yingli held a stick of incense in her hand, knelt down in front of the statue sincerely, and said something in her heart: "The believer has nothing else to ask for, but I wish her husband Qiu Muyun to return safely." ”

Then, Jiang Yingli raised his eyes and looked at the top of the temple, the Buddha statue loomed in the smoke, and the deep and distant bell sounded in his ears at the right time, and his heart slowly settled down.

The master of Qingshan Temple was friendly with the old lady, and at this moment he was discussing Zen Buddhism with Mrs. Hou in the wing room, Jiang Yingli was inconvenient to come forward to disturb, so he planned to go to the garden at the back of the temple to walk around, and only returned home together after they were done.

"Qingyun!"

There seemed to be a male voice eagerly sounding in the back, abruptly pulling Jiang Yinglian's distant thoughts back, and subconsciously frowning.

This important place of Buddhism is the most pure, who is so ignorant and shouting here?

Just as Jiang Yingli wanted to look back to see who was so rude, she never thought that the people around her would look at her and condemn her silently.

The sudden attention made Jiang Yingli very confused, and he was simply confused.

But in the next moment, there was a figure in front of him, stopped in front of him, and said eagerly: "Qingyun, is it you?" As the words fell, a fiery gaze lingered.

Jiang Yingli was suddenly shocked.

"This son, you have recognized the wrong person. Moreover, Buddhism is important, and I hope that the son will control the volume and speak carefully. Jiang Yingli immediately took a step back, distanced himself from the man, and looked at him very curiously.

Isn't this an acquaintance of the original owner? But it's not right, Jiang Yingli recalled it carefully, and there was no information about this person, not to mention, she had never been called "Qingyun".

After Jiang Yingli opened his mouth, the blazing eyes lost their temperature and became decadent, and the high and excited emotions also fell down, and he muttered in his mouth: "Also, it is impossible for her to appear again......"

Jiang Yingli looked at him as if he had lost his life all of a sudden, like a walking corpse, and he no longer had any ambition to live, and couldn't help but be startled, and at the same time had a guess in his heart.

If it weren't for the original owner, then there would only be one possibility left to admit her wrong. When Mrs. Hou saw herself, didn't she look like this?

"This son, mine is indeed not the Qingyun girl in your mouth, but if you want to find someone, why don't you go to the yamen to register and let the yamen help, so that the possibility of finding it will be greater."

When the man heard her say this, he couldn't help but show a wry smile, and the pain in his eyes was even worse, although he knew that the person in front of him was not his Qingyun, but the two faces were so similar that he couldn't help but look at them a few more times.

"It's impossible, in this world, there can be no more Qingyun." When the man said this, he closed his eyes as if he was in great pain, his fists were clenched, and the green tendons on his head were agitated, as if he had used great strength to restrain him.

Jiang Yingli was afraid that this person would get out of control and make trouble here, which would be really troublesome.

"This son, I don't know much about what happened between you, but at the same time, I'm a little curious about how the woman who looks like me is. If the son wants to say, I will listen to you. Jiang Yingli hurriedly changed the topic, and she was also wondering in her heart whether the Qingyun that this person was talking about was Mrs. Hou's biological daughter, so she said this.

"It's all me, it's all me who bears Qingyun!" The man seemed to be in some extreme mood, "If it weren't for my indecision, if it weren't for my cowardice and incompetence, I wouldn't have let Qingyun wait for a while, let alone delay her and let her die of depression." If I can survive the family, I'm afraid I'll already marry her, and I'm useless......"

As he spoke, the man crouched down and wept bitterly.

The tall figure curled up on the ground, hiding his face and crying bitterly, which made Jiang Yingli look very sad, and couldn't help but persuade softly: "The deceased has passed away, this son, please relax and live well." I don't want to see you so decadent, why do you bother to let her not be at peace in the sky? ”