"Sharpen Wukong, make him more patient, restrain the eight precepts, quit his laziness, train the sand monk, let him be more assertive, the four masters and apprentices run in with each other and support each other, so that they can rely on the power of unity and cooperation to overcome the eighty-one difficulties together and obtain the true scriptures!"

It was the first time Mo Chen said so many words in front of others, and his mood was a little excited, and his eyes flashed with confidence and wisdom, which was similar to when Su Xiaojiu first met him.

After finishing speaking, he realized that his emotions were too excited just now, and everyone looked at him in a daze and did not speak.

A little panicked lowered his head: "I, what I said nonsense, everyone just listen." ”

"Wow! Big brother said it so well! Big brother is so powerful! ”

Hong'er was the first to applaud.

Several other small groups also applauded: "Big brother, it turns out that you are the smartest one!" ”

"yes, yes, why didn't I think of that?"

Su Xiaojiu seemed to have found a treasure, and sighed sincerely: "Your Highness is really smart, and the slave admires it!" ”

Then he looked at the other groups: "Big brother is right, you will also be like Wukong and Bajie in the future, unite and help each other, and tide over difficulties together, remember?" ”

He nodded Mo Hong's little nose again: "And our five princesses, who are good at finding problems and boldly questioning their spirit, are also worth learning from!" ”

When Mo Hong was praised, he immediately straightened his chest, proud like a little peacock.

And Mo Luan looked at her brother with a smile, and she was honored, she always knew that her brother was the best!

Only Mo Yao said with some regret: "If I am Sun Wukong, don't follow Tang Seng to take any scriptures, being a Monkey King is much more powerful than defeating the Buddha!" ”

Mo Hong rarely stood on the same front with him, and nodded in agreement: "Yes, and free, sleep when you want to sleep, and eat fruit if you want to!" ”

"That's it, Tang Seng himself has no ability, and he still has his mother-in-law every day, it's too annoying!"

Mo Yao was very happy to meet his bosom friend, and he became very pleasing to the eye when he saw Mo Hong, and said in his heart that if there was anything fun next time, he would not rob her.

After the story was told, it was not yet noon, and being stared at by five small balls, Su Xiaojiu touched his nose: "What do Your Highnesses want to play now?" ”

"Sister Jiujiu, why don't we go kite flying again, maybe we can meet the uncle last time!"

"Don't, I want hide and seek today!"

"I want to learn to dance with Sister Jiujiu!"

Su Xiaojiu is embarrassed, how can she dance? It's just in line with the idea of letting the group get fit, and teaching them to do the eighth set of radio gymnastics.

"Why don't we continue to listen to Sister Jiujiu's story?"

"Why don't we go down the slide?"

The dumplings had their own ideas, and they were about to quarrel again.

Su Xiaojiu looked at this group of golden branches and jade leaves with a headache, and her activity schedule had to be made quickly, saving the group from quarreling every day over what to play first.

As he was struggling, the sky rumbled, and when he looked up, the dark clouds in the distance were rolling in, and it looked like it was going to rain heavily.

"Soon, it's going to rain, let's go back to the temple first!"

However, it was too late, and the bean-sized raindrops, accompanied by her tail note, crackled and smashed on the heads and faces of the dumplings.

It was the first time for the dumplings to get drenched in the rain, and they couldn't help but be a little excited, but the raindrops were so cold and dense that everyone was soaked after a while.

Squeaked back to the hall, Concubine Rong looked at the flocks of small soup chickens and was anxious: "Quick!" Quickly dry your highnesses, late spring, go to the kitchen and cook some ginger soup, be careful that they are infected with the wind cold! ”

The dumplings were still unsatisfied, draped in soft and dry blankets, squatting at the door to enjoy the rain outside, like five small mushrooms.

This was the first rain after the beginning of autumn, and it quickly swept through the entire Shangjing with an unstoppable thunderous momentum.

The torrential rain was like a flood, frantically baptizing the imperial city, and the majestic mist splashed on the palace wall in the distance seemed to be wrapped in a veil, ethereal and hazy.

"Wow! The rain was so heavy that it smashed a lot of water on the ground! ”

"You see the rain is still running around, it's amazing!"

The rain curtain was blown away by the strong wind, and sometimes they ran under the eaves, and the balls laughed and avoided like birds, and when they fell back into the courtyard, they ran back to the door and squatted.

Occasionally, if you can't dodge, the rain blows obliquely on your body and wets someone's dress, which can cause a burst of laughter, and you can't get tired of it.

Concubine Rong was interested, and ordered Anxin and Anran to burn incense and cook tea for her, and took the phoenix tail qin out.

I hadn't touched the piano for a long time, and I suddenly wanted to play a song.

"Niangniang, why does this fragrance smell weird?"

Su Xiaojiu shrugged his nose, the rain curtain outside was continuous, and the green smoke curled in the incense burner, which should have complemented each other.

But the incense smelled sullen, which made her feel a little irritable inexplicably.

"I don't know the goods! This is the unique best condensation fragrance in the queen's palace, the fragrance is elegant, priceless, just a small piece of the size of this nail, or the palace Chu Huaiyun couldn't sleep all night when he was a child, and the queen sent it like cutting meat, if it wasn't for the fact that the palace was particularly sensitive to the smell at that time, put it away, you don't have a chance to smell it today. ”

Rubbing her nose speechlessly, she didn't know much about these ancient incense, and she really couldn't understand the peculiar taste of the ancients.

"Ahh Ahh ”

Concubine Rong locked her eyebrows: "But it's cold?" ”

"No, somehow, the slave couldn't help but want to sneeze when she smelled this incense~~ah~~~ sneeze!!"

Rubbing his nose again, Su Xiaojiu said a little sneeringly: "Maybe the slave maid is a little allergic to this fragrance." ”

No wonder he crossed into a slave and maid, it seems that he does not have the ~~~~~ of being a noble person in his bones

"That's it, let's remove the incense."

Concubine Rong glanced at her speechlessly, what an unlucky girl!

Clean your hands and meditate.

Rong Feiya sat on the desk, her jade hand flicked lightly, and the chattering dumplings instantly quieted down, consciously sitting in a circle, and enjoying the beauty stroking the strings and singing.

The sound of the piano is ancient and noble, and the singing is melodious and tactful.

Especially the beauty in front of the case, embroidered cloud shirt, sitting with her head bowed, a pair of affectionate eyes slightly drooping at the piano surface, revealing an elegant and white swan neck, the teeth loom with the opening and closing of the cherry lips, which is really pleasing to the eye, with today's rain scene, there is a unique taste of elegance.

Even Yun'er stopped screaming, obediently lay on her own bed and listened to her mother's singing, and soon fell asleep to the sound of the piano.

At the end of the song, the aftermath lingers.

It wasn't until the end of spring that the ginger soup entered the temple and recalled the dumplings who were still out of their minds.

"Your Highnesses, the ginger soup is ready, drink it while it's hot!"

Let the dumplings sit in a circle around the table, Su Xiaojiu distributed them one by one, and he also held a bowl and drank it slowly.

Only Mo Hong refused to pick up the spoon, staring at Jiang Tang and pursed his mouth, as if he had a grudge.

"Sister Jiujiu, I don't like this taste, can I not drink it?"

Ignoring the pitiful pleading, Su Xiaojiu shook his head resolutely: "No, you must drink it, otherwise you will catch a cold." ”

"Hong'er is not well-behaved, the mother concubine said, you can't be picky eaters."

Knowing that it was for Mo Hong's good, it was Mo Luan who also spoke.

"But this is not a meal, so you can't be a picky eater!"

Dango crossed his arms and turned his face to the side.

Hmph, the ginger soup is so spicy, she shouldn't drink it!