Chapter Seventy-Five: Go to the Temple Again

"Your confinement in the ancestral hall is not over yet, since this is the case, it is better to add another month, and this month's case will also be deducted for another month." Old Madam Qing rubbed her temples and spoke.

Qing An naturally has no objections, she knows that she is soft-spoken at the moment, and this is probably the biggest benefit that the old lady has won for him.

Zheng Xinru didn't speak again, she nodded, received the punishment, and dragged Zheng Yuan away.

Please The old lady's face was not good-looking at the moment, she looked at Qing Anzai, and explained with a rare opening: "The Zheng family can't move when they go, but they have wronged you." ”

"Grandmother's words have tormented An An," Qing'an blessed her body, and her mood calmed down at the moment, fortunately, nothing happened, "But this blessing thing has been delayed." ”

"If it's not early today, if you still want to go, let's leave tomorrow." Old Madam Qing didn't expect Qing An to talk about this, she was stunned for a moment, and then spoke.

Qing An nodded, she was tired now, and her whole body had back pain, so she simply said goodbye to Mrs. Qing and returned to Hanlian Courtyard to rest.

Early in the morning of the second day, Qing Anzai saluted the old lady and took Liuli up the mountain together.

When Qing'an and Liuli arrived at the gate of the temple, it happened to be after lunch, and there was a little monk lazily cleaning at the entrance of the temple.

He quickly threw the broom on the ground and turned and ran towards the temple.

As he ran, he shouted loudly, "Master, master, there are two female donors outside. ”

Qing An was suddenly made a little laughed by his movements, the corners of her mouth hooked slightly, and a pair of eyes narrowed.

Qing'an coughed, and she looked up in the direction where the little monk had run.

After a while, a kind old monk came out of the door, he looked up at Qing Anzai and Liuli, and then bowed to the two of them with their hands folded, and gently patted the head of the abrupt little monk.

He scolded softly: "You don't have a long memory, how can you make noise in this holy place of Buddhism!" ”

The little monk rubbed his bald head, he stuck out his tongue at Qing Anzai and the two, although he was reprimanded by the master, but he was not half afraid.

He looked at Qing An and grinned, followed the old master's appearance with his hands folded and said, "Female benefactor, are you here to petition, or to pray for the dead?" ”

Qing An looked at him and smiled, and then saluted the old master and said, "I am Qing Anzai, and I came here to chant for my deceased mother." ”

The old monk listened to Qing Anzai's words, nodded clearly, his face was calm, and he also replied to Qing Anzai, and said lightly: "Does the donor have a master you know to help chant the scriptures?" ”

"Yes, I don't know if Master Suifate is available?" Qing Anzai was naturally unfamiliar with this title, but the original owner's mind had been echoing this name since yesterday, so she asked.

"Sui Yuan is doing something, I'm afraid I have to wait for a while, why don't the two donors come with me." The old monk nodded, looking at Qing Anzai's eyes a little more probing.

"My deceased mother liked to come here the most when she was alive, so I got to know Master Suiyuan." Qing'an felt the old monk's puzzlement, she raised her eyebrows and explained.

"The donor is smart, this casual fate has not come out in the past few years, but fewer and fewer people know it." The old monk led Qing An to the empty house in the backyard, and he explained.

"Then thank you, master." Qing'an was blessed with a blessed body, and she led Liuli to follow closely behind the old monk.

After the old monk led the two into a simple and clean study, he told the little monk who had just come over to go out to make tea, and said goodbye with his hands folded.

After a while, the little monk walked in with a tray on which were three ordinary white porcelain cups and an old blue and white teapot.

"The donor uses it slowly, this tea is a little hot, and the donors are afraid that they will have to wait before drinking." The little monk put the tray on the table and spoke.

He's still a child, but there's nothing taboo about it, so looking at it makes the boring temple a lot more lively.

Qing An laughed twice, she reached out and touched the little monk's head, and said with some pity: "It's troublesome for the little master to go on this trip." ”

When the little monk heard this, the smile on his face was even brighter, and he reached out and patted his little bald head and said, "This is as it should be, you're welcome, you're welcome." ”

Liuli likes children, she looked up at the little monk's smart face, and her heart was happy, so she took out a few copper coins from her purse, stretched out her hand and handed it to the little monk: "Hard little master, you can use this money to buy candy and eat it." ”

Qing An rarely saw Liuli like a child so much, the corners of her lips raised, and her face was full of smiles: "This little master looks clever." ”

The little monk was embarrassed to be praised, he took two steps back with a little blush, but his eyes were dripping at the copper plate in Liuli's hand.

"You just take it." Liuli quickly stuffed the copper plate into the little monk's hand.

The little monk didn't shirk anymore, he thanked him with a slightly red face, and then stumbled out of the door.

Master Suiyuan came over quickly, he was wearing a robe, and when he saw Qing An there, his face was a little surprised.

Qing An bowed his head and saluted the visitor, and said, "Is Master Suiyuan in good health?" In this way, we haven't seen each other in years. ”

Master Suiyuan raised his eyebrows when he heard Qing An's words, and he looked at Qing An carefully before he spoke: "You are getting older and older, yesterday was your mother's death day, why did you only come here today?" ”

Qing An frowned, and said: "There were some problems going up the mountain yesterday, so I was delayed for a day, and I came here to ask the master to chant for my mother. ”

"Naturally, if you don't say I'll do the same." The Suiyuan master nodded, looking at Qing Anzai's gaze a little intriguing.

Qing Anzai nodded, didn't speak again, she followed Master Suiyuan to the place where the practice was done, and then knelt down in the form of Liuli.

Su's tablet is enshrined in the meditation room, this is the row that Qingyan specially repaired for Su's family, and there are special people who come to clean it every day, so it looks clean at the moment, without a little dust.

Liuli lowered her head and copied the scriptures on the side, she lowered her head, and said with a crying voice: "Madame doesn't have to worry about Miss, now that Miss has grown up, she can already stand alone." ”

Liuli has lived with the Su family for a period of time, so she naturally has some different feelings for the Su family than others.

Qing An knelt beside her and didn't speak, but her eyes were also red, her eyes were calm, and her face was sad.

Qing An had never lived with the Su family at any time, but these days listening to the praises of the people around her, she naturally knew a lot about the Su family.

"Mother, you don't have to worry too much, your revenge, my daughter will definitely help you avenge it!" Qing An kowtowed three times in a dignified manner, and then said with grief on his face.