Although she was proud, she didn't have the confidence, she only glanced at Zheng Lingyi, and said: "The face is not used like this, instead of begging me, sister, it is better to go to the Buddhist hall to worship the newly invited Fuxian Bodhisattva from Mrs. ”

If she didn't know that Aunt Guo was indeed illiterate, Zheng Lingyi would probably think that she was satirizing the Lu family.

The Bodhisattva of Fuxian acts according to the vows of bodhicitta and is equal in body, mouth and mind, everywhere, pure and wonderful, and has all virtues, so it is called Fuxian.

Lu's worship of Puxian Bodhisattva is to forgive the karmic consequences of his own crimes.

Thinking about it this way, the incident of the Fox Immortal Temple really made the Lu family believe that there are ghosts and gods in the world, and with ghosts and gods, there will naturally be karma.

Aunt Guo saw that Zheng Lingyi stopped talking, and she looked like she was crying and at a loss.

Although Aunt Guo likes to gloat, after all, Zheng Lingyi is just a child, and she has never offended Aunt Guo in the end, and there is no need to compete with her.

Thinking of this, Aunt Guo waved her hand kindly and said to Zheng Lingyi, "Go back to the house." Even if you want to worship the Bodhisattva now, you can't do it. When I left, I saw that the little lady also entered the Buddhist hall. ”

'Wu Rouxiang? What did she do in the temple? ’

Zheng Lingyi was a little puzzled, and when she raised her head, Aunt Guo had already gone back to the house to rest.

"Sister." Midorino hid behind the door and whispered.

Zheng Lingyi tilted his head, only to see a touch of blue in the crack of the door, and said to Lu Nong: "Take care of Changchang for me, cover Qiaoluo, I want to go out." ”

Before Midori could ask again, 'Where are you going?' ’

Zheng Lingyi had already put up the umbrella and walked out.

Lu Nong only saw a painting of ink willow on the surface of the oil-paper umbrella, which was drawn by Zheng Lingyi himself, and the umbrella surface had been brushed with tung oil, so it would not be wet.

The willow on the umbrella surface looks inexplicably clear in the rain, and the branches and leaves seem to come alive in the rain.

Midorino soon lost sight of the umbrella.

It's not been a short time since she entered the house, but it's still easy to feel overwhelmed.

Lu Nong always felt that he was too well protected by Zheng Lingyi.

Zheng Lingyi covered up the relationship in front of outsiders for Lu Nong, she was more cautious than herself, and she also saved silver for Lu Nong.

When Lu Nong was inconvenient every month, Zheng Lingyi did some trivial things easily, and he never broke them, in order to show his generosity as the master, which is probably the rarest.

Even Aunt Wan sometimes said in front of people that she had given Qiaoxiu any benefits.

Zheng Lingyi is more and more like her own sister in Lu Nong's heart. It's just that she sometimes acts like an eldest sister.

Lu Nong went back to the house and lit the fire in the small charcoal basin, and stood at the door again.

She didn't know how long she had been standing in front of the door, but suddenly she saw Qiao Luo tiptoe out of the water room, pretending to be calm and walking towards this side.

Midorino took a few steps back, welcomed Qiaoluo into the room, and quickly closed the door.

The ginger soup in the pot was placed on the outside table, but the medicinal soup in the urn was held into the side pavilion and carefully simmered on the charcoal basin.

The urn was heavy, with a thick rope wrapped around the edges of the lid.

When she was boiling loquat ointment, Zheng Changchang hadn't noticed the special features of this urn, she sniffed it deeply, and said curiously: "This urn is really a good thing, and it doesn't leak any medicinal gas." ”

This urn was given to Qiaoluo by Gansong, and when Qiaoluo asked him for the fetal pill, he remembered the difficulties in the Guogong Mansion, and this fetal pill must have to be taken secretly, so he found this urn and gave it to Qiaoluo.

At that time, Qiao Luo was in a hurry to come back, but he only heard him say that he wanted to use this urn to decoction medicine, but he did not mention that there was such a trick.

The fire in the charcoal basin was still too small, so Qiao Luo looked for a fan and carefully fanned the wind on the side.

She looked at the urn, only to feel a burst of warmth in her heart, and thought that Aunt Jiang was in danger now, and Zheng Lingyi didn't know what to do.

"Chang Chang. Chang Chang. Zheng Mianmian's voice came from outside, and their mother and daughter knew each other well, so they must have pushed the door in.

Qiao Luo became nervous, but Zheng Changchang opened the door very calmly, just in front of Zheng Mianmian, covering all the secrets behind him.

Because Zheng Mianmian leaked the food that Zheng Lingyi gave her last time, Zheng Lingyi was also punished.

Although it did not cause a catastrophe, it was also a lesson. So now, they don't dare to tell Aunt Wan or Zheng Mianmian rashly about many things.

"Mianmian, why are you here?" Zheng Changchang closed the door and smiled at Zheng Mianmian.

Zheng Mianmian wanted to go into the house, but saw that Zheng Changchang didn't move, just smiled.

"Midori is asleep in the chair, let's not wake her up." Zheng Changchang was quite calm when she lied, but she loved to blink.

Zheng Mianmian showed a knowing look, pouted, and said: "I know, after all, it is a maid sent by Mrs., who is always arrogant and expensive, and Zixin is also like this, she is always lazy and lazy when doing errands, as if she is my own sister!" ”

Although Zheng Mianmian's voice was not loud, she was close to the door, so that the people in the house could hear it clearly.

Midori was embarrassed, and Qiao Luo shook her head at her, motioning for her not to mind.

Zheng Mianmian was not very articulate when she was young, but after staying with the two sisters Zheng Changchang and Zheng Lingyi for a long time, she gradually learned to speak.

Although she still looks like she is cowering in front of others, but when she looks at these acquaintances, she gradually reveals her true nature.

"Then let's go play in my room. My geese can't embroider well, they look like a duck! Zheng Mianmian said.

"Is it a birthday gift for your aunt? Do you want me to do a day job for you? Zheng Changchang said angrily with half-truths.

Zheng Changchang still had a smile on her face, but Zheng Mianmian turned cold and let go of the hand holding Zheng Changchang.

"Why does my sister talk like that? It's all my own sisters, so if you teach me a few stitches, will you have to give me silver? ”

Although Zheng Mianmian often rubs Zheng Changchang's needlework, Zheng Changchang regards her as her own sister, and she doesn't care about it, and what she says is just a joke.

The smile on Zheng Changchang's face froze in embarrassment, and she defended softly: "I'm just playing......

Before the words fell, I heard Zheng Mianmian dissatisfied: "The fifteenth sister has done a lot of work for your sister, isn't your embroidery all drawn by her?" I haven't seen the fifteenth sister care about you like this? ”

Zheng Changchang didn't want to argue with Zheng Mianmian, and she was a little unhappy in her heart, but she still said seriously: "Mianmian, I'm just joking." ”

Zheng Mianmian looked at her with a puffed face, as if she was waiting for Zheng Changchang to apologize to her.

However, Zheng Changchang was stunned and didn't say a word, but Zheng Mianmian couldn't wait and took the initiative to say: "Then you have to embroider geese for me." ”

Zheng Changchang nodded, and Zheng Mianmian went back to the room and took the embroidery to her.

The atmosphere between the two was a little awkward, Zheng Mianmian didn't pester Zheng Changchang anymore, and went back to her room.

The rain outside was still so heavy, Zheng Changchang stood silently for a while, then closed the door and walked into the side pavilion with embroidery.

"Sister Nineteen's words are really unpleasant, this is just a small favor between sisters, why be so aggressive. Besides, no matter how good she is with her sister, how can she compare with your own sister? ”

The words between the two sisters just now, Qiao Luo heard it clearly.

Zheng Changchang had already found the needle and thread, quickly embroidered a few stitches, and said without raising her head: "Actually, Mianmian probably thinks the same way, so she always asks me to help her do this and that, after all, she is separated by a layer, the more she grows up, the more she thinks about it, and the fourteenth sister always likes to provoke, so she is afraid that there will be no room for her between me and my sister." ”

Hearing this, Qiao Luo couldn't help but glance at Zheng Changchang more, then lowered his head to look at the flickering charcoal fire, and said, "It's still sister who is transparent." ”

Zheng Changchang suddenly laughed and said, "I feel dizzy when I look at two more words, how can I understand these truths, this is what my sister said." ”

It was raining outside, and the house should have been damp, but the medicine that warmed the stove and the charcoal fire drove out all the moisture in the air.

The room was warm and dry, and if it weren't for the concern in my heart, I was afraid that Lu Nong would really fall asleep.

"Sister Qiaoluo, I'll come and see the charcoal fire. You go and rest for a while. Midorino got up and said to Qiaoluo, who was squatting on the ground and guarding the charcoal basin.

Qiao Luo suddenly raised her fan and motioned for Lu Nong not to speak.

Lu Nong subconsciously held his breath and stared blankly at the sable cicada beauty on the fan, in addition to hearing the dense and unstoppable sound of rain, there seemed to be a trace of shouting.

Lu Nong turned around after realizing it, it was Zheng Ling's intention to call Qiaoluo!

The three of them all ran outside, and the green was at the end, and when she went out, she saw Qiao Zhu standing under the eaves opposite, looking in the direction of the door, and she should have heard the shouting.

Lu Nong hurriedly slowed down, made a look of not caring very much, and even turned back to get an oil-paper umbrella, and then walked out.

Qiaoluo and the others had already discovered Zheng Lingyi, only to see her dragging Aunt Jiang in her arms, walking with difficulty against the wall of Xiyuan, the umbrella she brought earlier was nowhere to be found, her robe was draped on Aunt Jiang's body, and the whole person was drenched.

Qiao Luo and Zheng Changchang hurriedly ran forward, muddy ideas splashed on their clothes, shoes and socks, but no one would pay attention to this matter at this time.

Fortunately, Aunt Jiang was still a little unconscious, and the three of them carried her back to the room.

Qiao Zhu watched silently under the eaves, as long as she didn't stop it, it was already good, how could she still expect her to help.

Several people quickly took off Aunt Jiang's wet clothes and let her lie down in the soft, soft and warm mattress.

Seeing that there was no blood stain on Aunt Jiang's body, Qiao Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fifteen, fifteen." Aunt Jiang muttered.

Zheng Lingyi hurried over her face, trying to hear what she was going to say.

The rain dripped down her sideburns and fell on Aunt Jiang's face, which was cold and cold, but it made Aunt Jiang sober up a little.

Aunt Jiang looked at Zheng Lingyi's distressed gaze with difficulty, she wanted to cry loudly and tell her fear, but she just spit out a few words in pain, "My stomach hurts." ”