A girl writes on paper with a brush, and when she finishes writing, she hands her hands to a bespectacled monk next to her, and watches him press the note under an electronic lamp. Looking at the words on the note, a wave of sadness welled up in my heart. She folded her hands and bowed her head to the master, "Thank you, master." ”

The monk folded his hands and said, "Amitabha! I bless you. ”

Walking out of the lamp room, Zhang Ning rubbed his sour eyes, adjusted his breathing, and walked towards the outside of the temple. In the crowd of people coming and going, find them.

Meng Lingyu helped her tidy up her scarf and took her hand and walked down the mountain. "Where did you just go?"

"Just hang out."

"The old lady has a slippery road in the snow, be careful." An old man said as he supported the old man who was gorgeously dressed and had a good face and an elegant bag.

"It's okay, it's very effective here, I believe that my sincerity will impress the Buddha and bless me for finding my little girl." The old man stepped up the steps step by step, and then slowly stood firm and folded his hands.

"Well, I hope so." The old man with a kind face stopped and looked at her, knowing her obsession, and sent so many people to inquire and look for her over the years.

"Old lady, be careful!" The old man behind him exclaimed, and the figure of the old man on the steps in front of him was tilted and trembled, and he was almost unstable.

Zhang Ning, who was going down the mountain, quickly supported the old man who almost fell. The old man was afraid to close his eyes, but when he opened his eyes after being held steady, he saw Zhang Ning's inquiring gaze and asked her, "Grandma, are you okay?" ”

The old man who walked to the old man's side, patted his chest, and hurriedly folded his hands and bowed, "Fortunately, it's okay, Buddha bless, bless!" I'm sorry old lady. I should follow you every step of the way. ”

"I, I'm fine." The old man stood still and waved his hand. looked at Zhang Ning carefully, "Thank you, kid, what's your name?" ”

Meng Lingyu, who witnessed the scene just now and reacted with her mouth covered, took Zhang Ning's hand, "Ning Ning, you reacted so fast just now!" ”

"Grandma, my name is Zhang Ning. Be careful when the road is slippery. ”

"I'm her mother, are you really okay?" Meng Lingyu looked at her from above and asked.

"Good name, Zhang Ning, what a good-looking child." The old man reached out and touched her face, and the tenderness of his eyes seemed to overflow. After putting down his hand, he looked at the woman next to him and said, "I'm fine, your child is amazing!" ”

"It's okay, thank you for praising my kid haha." Meng Lingyu laughed happily as she spoke.

was about to chat, but Zhang Ningyi pulled her away. "Goodbye, grandma, let's go first."

"She should be as old as her, right? Let's go up. "There are 810 stone steps made of bluestone bricks, and 70 more go up. The old man looked at their departing backs and said.

"Yes, old lady." She hurried to her side and helped her walk up step by step.

In the afternoon, the glass door of the cake shop was pushed open, and a woman, a girl and a boy entered. Seeing Lin Xiufang on the counter, Zhang Ning's face was a little flustered, and secretly gestured with her eyes to Lin Xiufang, who was looking at her, and shook her head.

Lin Xiufang looked at the woman in front of her, who was looking at dessert. I walked over and told her about the pastries and prices on the counter.

Zhang Ningpestle was on the side, looking at the sound of children babbling from the curtain of the door.

Yu An stood with her and whispered, "She's really smart." ”

She nodded, but did not speak. walked to the counter, took out his mobile phone and was about to pay, but was preemptively blocked by another mobile phone on the payment code. "How much? I'll pay. ”

Lin Xiufang looked at them, smiled and said, "180, you guys are so good to your mother." ”

Yu An paid the money before saying, "It's not my mother, it's my aunt." ”