The carriage rattled along the road, splashing dust on both sides of the road, and the wheels rattled and left a trail of ruts on the dirt road.

In the distance, the sky of goose egg whites is getting warmer, fainting out of the color of gardenia yellow, and the mountains hidden in the dark outline the lines, which are extremely thin and light, like the peaks and peaks drawn on a porcelain vase.

Xie Xueqing lifted the curtain of the carriage with her hand, the cold wind in the morning was refreshing, she blinked, and couldn't help but look at the rising sun from afar, and the road to Jing'an Temple gradually became clear in the morning mist.

She has passed this road countless times, and her mood was unprecedentedly dignified in the past, but now her heart gradually rose with a different feeling from the past, like a caged bird being released into the mountains and forests, and there was an indescribable ease at that time.

She quietly took a breath of cold air, and the moist forest mist carried the jerky smell of grass, blowing the hairpin rings on her sideburns.

The damned people are already dead, and she's getting better and better.

I don't know if the Buddha has eyes, or if the scumbag should be born with this retribution, either way, she is sincerely grateful to fate.

Because, she is not alone.

Looking down at the daughter in her arms, Xie Xueqing's eyes were soft and unpresentable, although she had grown up, she was still a small group, sleeping in her arms, the curtain that was lifted let the morning breeze get in, as if sensing the cold, the young girl who was still sleeping subconsciously drilled into her mother's arms tighter, and her little hand grabbed Xie Xueqing to her sleeve and pouted.

Xie Xueqing smiled and gently poked Yan Jin's puffed pink round cheeks, raised his hand to carefully place the curtain, adjusted Yan Jin in his arms to a more comfortable sleeping position, patted Yan Jin's back for a while, and closed his eyes against the car wall to recuperate.

Yan Jin got up too early in the morning, and she was a little sleepy at the moment and couldn't open her eyes, but she felt that she seemed to be faintly asleep in the back, and it was still a good night's sleep, and when she woke up, the carriage had already arrived at the foot of Jing'an Temple.

Unlike coming over before, this time Yan Jin didn't need others to hug her, so she could come by herself.

A small stool was placed next to the carriage, and after Yan Jin refused to be hugged by the grapes, he carefully pedaled his little short legs down.

The moment they landed, Grape and Xie Xueqing both clapped their hands, and praised them like coaxing children, and Grape was even like Yan Jin took any medal, and kept talking back and forth: "Little Miss is so amazing, now she can get off the carriage by herself!"

"No, Jin'er has grown up a lot." Xie Xueqing wiped her hands with a handkerchief, and smiled and pinched Yan Jin's cheeks, which were becoming more and more rosy after sleeping.

After being praised like this, the winding and rugged path to Jing'an Temple looked extremely interesting in Yan Jin's eyes, not to mention that the longest time she stayed in her body now was the one acre and three points of land in the house, even if it was judged by going out to play, climbing the mountain and watching the scenery was an excellent enjoyment.

So, after she had a good exercise, she began to try to climb up with her calves that were not much higher than the ladder, but her short arms and legs had limitations after all, and Yan Jin felt like she was climbing a rock without climbing many stairs.

She couldn't help but sit on the steps and rest for a while, and Grape took a kettle and fed her two sips: "Little Miss, the slave will carry you up."

Yan Jin looked at himself panting, looked at a little bit of grapes that had not come out of sweat beans, looked at the stairs that had not yet seen the end in frustration, and was about to nod in agreement, when two squirrels jumped away from the side of the mountain road.

"No need, Sister Grape, I can continue!" She stood up with high morale, and then in front of Xie Xueqing and the grapes, she lay directly on the ground, and then moved up quickly with her hands and feet, and her dress made her round, looking like a kitten rushing on the stage from a distance.

Grape was dumbfounded, and rubbed his eyes before confirming who the fast-moving pink dumpling in front of him was: "Little, Miss, look at Little Miss!"

Xie Xueqing, who received the grape complaint, covered her lips and looked at Yan Jin on the stage, and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Let her go, Jin'er finally came out to play."

Seeing that the grapes were still dumbfounded, Xie Xueqing smiled in her voice: "Grape, Jin'er is going to throw you out of sight."

The grapes groaned and hurriedly lifted their skirts to catch up.

The way of crawling on all fours is not fast, Yan Jin climbed up with both hands and feet, and it didn't take much time to leave Xie Xueqing far behind.

The grape general followed, looking at the little master's energetic struggle, he simply didn't stop it, and his mood involuntarily changed a lot.

"Sister Grape! Climb! ”

"Look, I'm going to climb up soon!"

Grape followed behind and said with a smile: "Little Miss is so powerful, better than me!" ”

"That's it!"

Yan Jin was a little proud, and then thought of something, and felt a little embarrassed in her heart.

I feel like I've become a child, and my IQ has dropped a lot.

I always thought I was very smart before, but now it seems that not only am I not much smarter, but my IQ has also decreased.

Forget it, I'm just a kid!

After thinking about it, Yan Jin's mood instantly improved a lot.

Continue to climb up with your hands and feet and humming.

Just as she was trying to get up, she suddenly hit her head on something.

Yan Jin covered her little head, raised her head, and looked pitifully at the person she had hit.

It was an old man in a gray monk's robe, with a solemn face and several ring scars on his forehead, and he was bending down to help himself up.

It's the master who only had one side last time.

"Little donor, meet again."

The other party said softly.

"It's you!"

"I know you!"

After Yan Jin thanked the other party for his support, he looked at the master with a milky voice.

Seeing her fearless appearance at such a young age, the master couldn't help but smile, reached out and stroked the broken leaves on Yan Jin's head, and asked, "The little donor came over today, but what is there to ask for?"

Yan Jin pondered for a while, and shook her head decisively, life in the world, naturally the word contentment is the best, she eats and sleeps well now, and her mother who loves herself, there is really nothing to ask for.

I came to Jing'an Temple today because my mother wanted to come here.

After Xie Xueqing caught up with her daughter's pace, she saw the little toddler looking up at the monk master, and her heart couldn't help but move slightly.

When Yan Jin saw her coming, she couldn't help but wave her little short hand: "Mother, the master is here, don't be afraid!"

Listening to her daughter's little milk voice, Xie Xueqing suddenly felt a little funny.

She quickened her pace and came to the master, and then folded her hands and saluted: "Master."

The master also returned the salute, then glanced at Yan Jin and came to his senses, and said softly: "Madame, this is to ask for the child's safety, right?" ”

Xie Xueqing wiped the stains on Yan Jin's hands, and nodded when she heard the words: "That's true."

"Madame, don't worry about it." After the master praised Amitabha, he lowered his eyes and smiled: "This son is born a blessed person, and everything she thinks will go well."