Xiao Ayu has monthly money, and when she heard Xiao Shami give her a detailed introduction, she knew that as long as she paid the sesame oil money, she could shake it.

It doesn't matter how much.

Xiao Ayu took out a large handful of copper coins from her pocket.

Placed on the table.

The old monk, who was sitting on the rocking chair next to him, heard the sound of the copper plate and smiled.

"This little benefactor's heart is sincere!" The old monk smiled very kindly, "The more money you pay for this sesame oil, the more sincere your heart will be, and the Buddha will be able to hear it, and good things will come naturally." ”

"Bald grandpa, but I don't have a lot of money." Xiao Ayu was a little embarrassed.

Hearing the title of bald grandfather, Yuan Zhi almost couldn't maintain the expression on his face.

Well, for the sake of you're a little doll, I won't bother with you.

"It's okay, you've got these, that's enough."

It's better than nothing.

The weather is hot, and those pilgrims are too lazy to climb the mountain, and their income in Puji Temple has been very low recently.

Xiao Shami originally wanted to ask Uncle Yuanzhi about the signing that day, seeing that Uncle Yuanzhi was already obsessed with how to make money, no, turn into fate, so he went to find his master in the back.

Liu was worshipping the Buddha in the main hall, and she was worried that Xiao Ayu would collide with the gods and Buddhas if she was too young, so she asked Xiao Ayu to wait outside the main hall.

didn't expect Xiao Ayu to go to the lottery.

Xiao Ayu took out one from the pile of copper plates in Yuan Zhi's smiling eyes.

With a bang, it was thrown into the merit box.

Yuan Ze: ?

Just one? Just one?!

Xiao Ayu didn't look at Yuan Zhi's expression, and went to hold the heavy sticker.

Yuan Zhi didn't move, watching her shake hard.

It took a long time before I finally shook one out.

"Bald grandpa, look! Is it good? Is it good? I shook it for Daddy! ”

Unsigning the pilgrims who donated sesame oil money is a job that Yuan Zhi cannot shirk.

He picked up the signature and looked at it, yo, it's still a sign.

"Your dad is fine." Yuan Zhi didn't have a good airway.

He threw the signature back and fiddled with it.

"Great, great." Xiao Ayu patted her little chest.

Then he chose another copper plate and threw it into the merit box.

Let's go to the sticker again.

Yuan Ze: ??

Shake out a lot.

"This is for Grandma!"

Yuan Ze: "......"

Mouthful.

Pick it up and take a look, well, it's good luck, it's still signed.

"Your grandma is fine."

"Thank you, bald grandpa!"

Then, Xiao Ayu chose the copper plate again, and Yuan Zhi suddenly became alarmed.

"You're going to ask for everything for your family?"

"Mmmmmm, there are also Auntie, Grandpa, Uncle, Auntie, Second Uncle, Second Aunt, ......"

Xiao Ayu counted all the people in the old Wang family in one go, and after counting once, he played with a copper plate, and finally there was just one left.

Yuan Zhi thought it was reserved for himself.

But I heard Xiao Ayu say: "This is for Brother Ayou." ”

Yuan Zhi only felt that the blue tendons on his forehead were jumping.

What about playing with him?

If he hadn't seen that the child was too young, he would have suspected that the child had come to play with him on purpose.

Yuan Zhi struggled to squeeze out a bodhisattva-like smile.

"Generally, we just ask for a sign for the whole family, and we don't have to shake it one at a time."

Xiao Ayu thought about it and pushed the copper plate in front of her forward.

"Then, I'll donate them all!" That tone is heroic.

It was as if she had given not a pile of copper plates, but a pile of gold.

Yuan Zhi put the holder forward.

Xiao Ayu struggled to shake and shake.

Accidentally, with a shake of his hand, he shook out more than a dozen.

Yuan Ze: !!

Xiao Ayu's face was full of fear: "...... I didn't mean to. ”

"It's fine." Yuan Zhi lowered his head and picked up the lot.

Then he found that one was signed, two were signed, three were also signed, and there were more than a dozen in a row, all of which were signed.

Although there will be a lot of signatures for donating sesame oil, but-

Did he put so many signatures?

Yuan Zhi looked up sharply and accidentally bumped into the table, causing him to have stars in his eyes.

He didn't care about kneading it anymore, but picked up the sticker and looked at the rest of the stick.

The rest, there are signs, middle signs, middle signs, middle signs, and lower signs, but none of them are signed.

Yuan Zhi looked at Xiao Ayu's eyes, and suddenly he was even more pious than when he saw the Bodhisattva.

"Little donor, I see that you have a relationship with Buddhism, do you want to recognize me as a master?"

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