Yan paused as he shook the sticker, and opened his eyes happily.

"Lao Zhao, this is for you, you put the stick holder back."

Hand the stick holder to Steward Zhao next to him with one hand, and pick up the bamboo stick on the ground with the other, Yan looked excited and took the bamboo stick to the monk in the temple to interpret the sign, just like a modern person holding a lottery ticket to receive the prize.

Qiao Jinyu was very curious about what she was asking for, and followed over to see the excitement.

"Master, please help me see what the signature on the twenty-seventh is about."

Yan handed the bamboo stick to the monk who unsigned it, and the monk found the corresponding note of the No. 27 signature and asked with a smile: "Dare to ask what the donor is asking for?" ”

"I want to know when I will be able to hold my grandson." Yan said eagerly, not even noticing that Qiao Jinyu was still standing behind her.

Qiao Jinyu's expression was wonderful.

She knew that Yan was in a hurry to hold her grandson, but she didn't expect that she was so anxious to ask the Bodhisattva, how could the Bodhisattva know about this kind of thing?

Besides, she and Zhao Kuo haven't gotten married yet, so if you're in a hurry to hug your grandson, can't you wait until you get married?

"Donor, you are a little anxious, this signature says that your son is not yet married."

A strange light crossed Qiao Jinyu's eyes - yo! This monk is still a monk!

"Alas!" Yan sighed, his face looking similar to that of a frosted eggplant.

"I haven't gotten married, and I've just set a wedding date, so I'm not in a hurry, so I want to ask the Bodhisattva, when will I be able to hold my grandson."

"Master, you don't know, my son is a handful of years old, and at his age, the child must be almost ten years old."

"Huh!" The monk smiled kindly, "Don't sigh, don't sigh, everything has its own certainty." This signature said that your son will have children and grandchildren in the future. ”

"Alas, thank you, Master." Yan was a little unhappy after all, and stood up with a solemn expression.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Qiao Jinyu standing less than five feet away, and her eyes widened in surprise.

"Jinyu girl, when did you come?"

Qiao Jinyu smiled slightly, "Just came, is Madame's signing finished?" ”

The monk's gaze swept over her face, and her smile was kind, like the Maitreya Buddha in the hall.

"This girl's face looks like a blessed person."

"Oh? Will the master still look at the face? Qiao Jinyu raised her eyes and suddenly became interested in talking to the monk in her heart.

"A little bit of it." The monk was very humble.

His gaze wandered back and forth between Yan and Qiao Jinyu a few times, and the monk nodded meaningfully.

"I see, presumably it is this girl who is married to the son of the donor, this is a godsend, the donor will relax and wait."

Qiao Jinyu: "......"

Master, is it really good that you are so straightforward?

Afraid that the monk would spit out other big words, Qiao Jinyu broke off her mind to talk to the monk.

As soon as she and Yan came out of the signing room, they ran into Mrs. Qian and Qian Yuyun. The two greeted Yan and entered the signing room.

Qiao Jinyu paused, wanting to hear what the two of them were asking for.

But as soon as she thought that eavesdropping on the corner of the wall seemed to be the work of a villain, she dispelled her thoughts and followed Yan to find Zhao Kuo.

In the signing room, the monk took the signature handed over by Mrs. Qian and asked politely: "I don't know what the donor is asking for?" ”

"My daughter's marriage." Mrs. Qian said.

"Donor, your signing is not very good......

"How so? Is there a solution? Mrs. Qian asked nervously.

"Everything in this world is about cause and effect, and sometimes you ask for too much, but in the end you don't get anything. If we talk about the way to resolve it, only by giving up attachments at the beginning is the right way. ”