Rouxin lived in Jokhang Temple for three months. Her daughter, Hai Yingying, was already stumbling on the ground.

Xiao Xiangzi is very good to Hai Yingying. There are delicious things, and she always lets Yingying eat them before she finishes eating.

Rouxin was very puzzled by Xiao Xiangzi's actions, she was only six years old, how could she understand this.

"This is the New Year's gift I bought for my kids!" Wei Wujing walked to the door of Rouxin's house and placed the gift on the stone table.

"Thank you!" Xiao Xiangzi actually learned to salute with a soft heart.

"Not bad!" Wei Wujing picked up Ying Ying on the ground.

"Thank you!" Ying Ying learned from Xiao Xiangzi.

"This is what Uncle should do!" Wei Wujing smiled. It was the first time he had held a child.

"Come on! Give it to me! Rou Xin was afraid that the child's boots would stain Wei Wujing's clothes.

Wei Wujing is the most exquisite. Although he was in a monastery, his aristocratic habits could not be eliminated. His clothes were always spotless.

"This temple is bitter, and the New Year will not be as lively as outside." Wei Wujing observed Rouxin's reaction.

"It's good to live in peace!" Rouxin said indifferently. She is no longer what she used to be.

"I'm glad you think so." Wei Wujing took out a green jade hairpin from his sleeve and handed it to Rouxin.

"Thank you, brother! But I don't have any gifts for you. Softly and apologetically took the hairpin.

"It's okay!" Wei Wujing looked at Rouxin's still beautiful face and smiled.

"Come on! I'll put it on for you! Wei Wujing took the hairpin in Rouxin's hand and put it on her head.

Gongzi Ming stood at the gate of the courtyard with a gift box and watched them. He felt that Rouxin and Wei Wujing at this time didn't seem to be like brother and sister.

"Childe! Someone's coming! "Scar had to come forward and report it.

"Oh?" Wei Wujing turned his head and saw Gongzi Ming.

Gongzi Ming walked over slowly to greet him. Then he spoke: "The New Year is approaching, special gifts, please smile!" ”

"The temple is bitter, we don't have anything for you, stay and have a light meal together!" Wei Wujing invited Gongzi Ming to sit down in his room.

Gongzi Ming sat behind a few cases and carefully looked at Wei Wujing, who was dressed in black brocade.

"My ancestors went to business, and then they found a pure place in the temple because of the decline of their family." Wei Wujing explained.

"But I look at my brother's bearing, not like a businessman!" Childe Ming picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

Rouxin was holding the teapot on the tea table, and when she heard Gongziming say this, she couldn't help but shake her hand and make a sound.

Gongzi Ming raised his eyes to look at Rouxin. Rouxin unnaturally gave an apologetic salute to the child.

"According to Childe's view, what kind of identity should I be?" Wei Wujing became interested in Gongzi Ming. He is just a child of a small family in Jianning County, and he can have such insight.

"It's not an exaggeration to say that princes and nobles are not exaggerated!" Gongzi Ming was blunt.

Scar, standing in the doorway, pressed his hand to the hilt of his sword. Wei Wujing laughed instead. Finally, he said, "The world is impermanent, and it is not wise to rest on its laurels." Although I was once rich, I still ended up here! ”

"Alive is the biggest winner!" Gongzi Ming had already guessed Wei Wujing's identity. But he never gets involved in politics, and he doesn't do anything that harms others or himself. Since Wei Wujing is dead, he is now Rouxin's brother.

"Invite my brother and son to dinner!" Rouxin had already set up her own dishes and chopsticks in the dining room.

Gongziming and Wei Wujing chatted happily during the banquet, and left the table early with the child in their arms.

When Gongzi Ming left, he said that he would visit on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.

There is nothing special about the New Year in the temple, except that there are red dots on the steamed buns they eat.

Rouxin cooked the dish and sent it to the host. But the host rewarded the novices in his temple.

The host wears a bracelet of Buddhist beads on the wrist of the soft heart. Gently clasp your palms together to express your gratitude.

Rouxin returned to her room. Yingying, who was sitting on the bed and playing with Xiangzi, grabbed the beads on Rouxin's wrist when she saw it.

Rouxin had no choice but to play with the string of Buddha beads to Yingying. Ying Ying held it in her hand for a long time and didn't get tired of it.

Ying Ying took advantage of Rouxin to cook and ran to Wei Wujing's house.

Wei Wujing was playing the piano, and Ying Ying was sitting on the futon and listening quietly.

Wei Wujing stopped playing the song and said to Ying Ying with a smile: "When you grow up, I will teach you again." Give this bead back to your mother! ”

"I like it!" After Ying Ying finished speaking, she got up and ran out of the house.

"This little elf!" Wei Wujing said with a light smile.

The host came to Wei Wujing's courtyard. He saw Ying Ying playing with Buddha beads under the tree in the courtyard, so he walked over gently.

"Why are your beads bigger than mine?" Ying Ying tilted her head to look at the string of Buddhist beads on the host's chest. She looks very well-behaved and cute.

The host, who has always been unsmiling, couldn't help but smile: "Because I'm older than you." ”

"When I grow up, there will be more of these beads, right?" Although Yingying's voice is immature, it is very good.

"Hmm!" The host blinked. The child's words are unscrupulous, but the host remembers it in his heart. Every year in the future, he will add a Buddha bead to Yingying. Each of these beads was polished by his own hands.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Gongzi Ming really promised to visit. He was dressed in a white robe and a blue robe, and he was extremely handsome and dashing.

Rouxin is dressed in red, with a white jacket, which looks very beautiful.

Wei Wujing was still dressed in black brocade, but he wore a jade crown, and he had an aristocratic style in his elegance.

Gongzi Ming brought a green qiqin. He sang with Wei Wujing and Rouxin Fuqin, so happy.

Yingying, who has always been fun, leaned against the door and listened intently. Kako brought her pastry, but she just held it in her hand and didn't take a bite.

Frightened that Yingying was frozen, he hugged her to Rouxin's side.

Rouxin rubbed Yingying's cold little hands and asked in a low voice, "I'll get sick if I'm frozen." ”

"I'm not cold!" Ying Ying put her little hand on the brazier.

Rouxin saw Kako by the door. She beckoned to Kako to come over. Xiangzi's eyes looked at Wei Wujing. Wei Wujing shook his head slightly. Kako ran away.

After Gongzi Ming left, Rouxin asked Wei Wujing why he was so kind to Xiangzi.

Wei Wujing said that she was a girl after all, and she could only take care of and serve Yingying, which was her duty.

Rouxin said that she never treated her as a girl. The two disagreed and broke up unhappily.

Rouxin returned to the house and called Xiangzi to her and said, "You will be Yingying's sister in the future, don't despise yourself." ”

Xiangzi knelt down and said: The slave is willing to serve Yingying for the rest of his life.

Rou Xin was taken aback, what did Wei Wujing say to her? Why did she listen to him so much?

Rouxin pulled up the incense and forbade her to call herself a slave. But Kako said that she knew her identity and did not dare to trespass.

The fact that a seven-year-old child could say such a thing shocked Rouxin's heart. She told Kako that she would call herself mother in the future. But Xiangzi knelt on the ground and didn't get up, saying that she shouldn't say anything.

In a fit of anger, he went to Wei Wujing's room to find him to theorize.

Wei Wujing just looked at Rou Xin quietly and didn't say a word.

Rou Xin knew that she and Wei Wujing were people of two classes, and their thoughts would never be connected. So she apologized to Wei Wujing.

Wei Wujing didn't care, but he couldn't understand Rouxin's mentality.

Since then, Rouxin has cared for Kako like a daughter, hoping that she can understand her painstaking feelings.