After chanting the Peace Sutra three times with the little master, Jing Wei rubbed his stiff knees and stood up.

The little novice on the side looked like he was about ten years old, stretched out his hand to help her, and said with a smile: "Little donor, our master is out of the customs today, you might as well go and ask for a sign, our master's sign is very good......"

"Does it work?" Jing Wei couldn't help but be interested.

Xiao Shami smiled silly and cute: "Naturally, I heard that the big people in the imperial capital have come to ask for a signature......

Jing Wei couldn't help but move in her heart, if she really asked for a sign very smart, she could also take the opportunity to calculate the bad luck for Li Shen Heng, if the Buddha dialed, even if something happened, she could also prevent it as soon as possible, and turn evil into good fortune, isn't it?

"Then please take me there."

Xiao Shami happily took Jingwei to ask for a signature.

Mrs. Yu knelt on the futon reverently, closed her eyes and prayed, and recited the words.

After the prayer was finished, the monk standing on the side brought the sticker, and Mrs. Yu reached out to take it with a pale face and shook it gently.

Jing Wei crossed the threshold, and saw Mrs. Yu kneeling on the futon, just a back, but she was already very familiar.

Jingwei couldn't help frowning slightly, and in a trance, a bamboo stick shook out of the stick, and it fell in front of her.

Jing Wei subconsciously bent down to pick it up, and Mrs. Yu also opened her eyes and turned her head.

Jingwei picked up the bamboo skewer and handed it to Mrs. Yu: "Your ...... sign"

It is a kind but loving beautiful face, especially the warm and quiet eyes that are amiable to watch.

Jingwei couldn't help but be stunned: "Mrs. Yu......"

Mrs. Yu was also a little stunned, how could she not have imagined that in this ancient temple in the deep mountains, there were also people who knew her.

Looking at this little girl again, the appearance of her birth made her feel like and amiable at first glance, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

"We ...... Know? Madame Yu asked softly.

Jing choked and nodded, shook her head again, somehow, as if something suddenly pierced her heart, a sharp pain hit, her hands and feet were numb, she was almost unsteady on her feet, and the tears in her eyes had fallen, rolling continuously.

She didn't know why she cried when she saw Mrs. Yu, maybe it was because she gave her so much love and warmth in her previous life.

It's like she's reunited with Mi'er.

"This kid ......"

Mrs. Yu frowned slightly, glanced at Political Commissar Yu a little helplessly, stood up in a panic, didn't even bother to take the bamboo stick, and grabbed Jing's cold and red little hand, and her voice was soft but amiable: "What's wrong, why are you crying like this, what about the adults in your family?" ”

Mrs. Yu said, rubbing her red and swollen hands again, and a little pity flowed out of her eyes: "My hands are also frozen like this......"

Jingwei only felt a warm and soft hand holding her tightly, just like in the previous life, every time she met Mrs. Yu, she would hold her hand with a smile, like treating every child and nephew, treating her without disgust and strange eyes.

Jing Wei shook her head with tears: "It's okay, it's just that I froze on the mountain just now...... Husband, ma'am, your signature ......"

Jing Wei handed over the bamboo stick, but she couldn't take her eyes off Mrs. Yu's face.

Mrs. Yu took the sign with a smile: "You just called me Mrs. Yu, do you recognize me?" ”

Jingwei seemed to have a thousand words to say, but her lips squirmed for a long time, but she still didn't say anything.

Maybe it was her selfishness, even if she knew what Tian Xiaofen did back then, she didn't want to tell Mrs. Yu that her daughter was living in Jiangcheng among the people. 3.7