The old woman finally dispelled the idea of letting her son marry Dr. Quinoa, after all, the doctors all said that the family had husbands and sons and daughters, and now even their great monks in the West Pole Continent had become their servants.

To be honest, the old woman was a little graceful.

Such a female doll that seems to have no other advantages except for her outstanding temperament and better temper can make a reserved monk get involved in it regardless of the fact that she already has a family, which shows that this female doll has superb means and is not afraid of overturning.

Her son can't play with it.

This is really a family with people, who can stand the green head of the son.

The old woman was also a resolute person, and she simply said neatly: "Since Dr. Quinoa has a heart, the old woman will not force you." ”

With that, she prepared to leave.

There are so many women, there will always be one suitable for a son.

Dr. Quinoa, she can't climb high.

Rong Xian didn't want her to go so simply, how could Rong Xian, who had been disgusted in vain, forget it.

"Old lady, don't be in a hurry. Rong Xian stepped forward unhurriedly to stop the person, and flicked it off a marriage line on the old woman's body without a trace.

A certain poor old man who was still wandering around the street looked stunned, and suddenly wanted to go to a small tea shop on a whim to sit down, drink tea and listen to the story.

He limped and headed in a certain direction, with an urgency that he hadn't even noticed.

In the tea shop, Rong Xian and the old woman were in a stalemate for a while.

The old woman compared the height of the two, looked at each other's young and beautiful and her own old Longzhong, and lowered her eyes unhappily: "What do you want to do?"

I've confirmed my eyes, and I'm a person who can't be beaten.

The old woman confessed: "We have a warrior monk master stationed here, if you dare to be rude, the monk and grandfather in the temple will not let you go." ”

The title of monk grandpa gave Rong Xian to Lei, she couldn't help but glance at the Buddha again and again, just such a tender appearance can also be called grandpa?

He called the old woman Grandma about the same.

The Buddha was furious by Rong Xian's eyes, and he silently recited Amitabha Buddha a few times in his heart before he suppressed it.

Of course, it is completely different from the selfless reciting Amitabha Buddha to the taste of my c, he is very sincere.

Rong Xian said softly to the old woman, "Don't be afraid. ”

The old woman swallowed her throat: "......, then don't scare me."

She gasped for breath, but she didn't say anything.

Rong Xian was not surprised, but smiled and said, "Even if we can't be a family, we can choose to be friends." ”

Old Woman: ??

The Buddha had a bad premonition in his heart.

Then, he saw Rong Xian's old woman brought to him, and introduced him familiarly: "Old sister, I know that you have a twenty-two son, although my son is not around, but my little waiter is here." ”

This is said in the same way that a man shows off that his wife is not in a beautiful concubine.

It's scum.

Rong Xian didn't realize that something was wrong, she glanced at the Buddha's face like swallowing flies, and said blindly: "Although my little waiter is as beautiful as a flower, his identity can't be on the stage, and he can only follow me so nameless without the consent of my family." ”

She sensed the old man's footsteps stop around the corner outside the tea shop, and the smile deepened in her eyes.

She looked at the old woman with a look #We are all so familiar#, and #有好处我怎么能不想着你#的热情说: "If the old sister likes it, I have a lot of waiters at home, and I can send you one or two." ”

The Buddha who is as beautiful as a flower: ......

The old woman had completely forgotten her previous fears, and her face turned red, and then, as if she had thought of something, her face darkened, and she stammered, "No, there is no need for it." ”

She is old, and she really can't afford to raise a face.

cough, the old man is still alive, and she is afraid that she will sink into the pond with a green hat.

The old woman was a little smacked, she couldn't see it, this doctor was so enthusiastic, and her family background was not thin.

Rong Xian glanced at the old woman and seemed to understand why she would reject her.

She said enthusiastically: "Old sister, don't be polite to me, I don't take money." ”

Old Woman: So you're still going to collect money?

I really see through you.

No, no, no, it's not a question of collecting money or not collecting money.

"Don't say goodbye, I don't want to take money. The old woman shook her head in refusal.

There is still a little reluctance and fear in her eyes, and the sentence #There is a thief's heart but no thief's courage# is vividly interpreted.

Rong Xian pondered for a moment, blinked mischievously and said, "Don't worry, old sister, he will not only support himself, but also his wife." ”

Old Woman: The words of refusal swirled on her lips.

Oh no, it's the feeling of repeatedly jumping sideways on the edge of a green man.

Buddha: I watched Emperor Xu take his own followers to the ditch in a few words.

The old woman shook her head with difficulty and refused, she didn't want to lose the evening yet.

But after shaking her head, she regretted it a little in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask her to retract this decision.

Rong Xian was still innocently asking her, "Old sister, why don't you speak?" Are you embarrassed?"

She was unusually calm in her heart, and she scolded this old woman on an empty stomach for not being wary at all.

#无事献殷勤#都不懂, where is there a pie in the sky?

Aren't they really acquainted, and she believed her when they said they were sent alone?

Don't even suspect that there is some conspiracy in this?

Sure enough, he was stupid by the Buddhist family.

Rong Xian selectively forgot in the hearts of the people of the West Pole Continent what a great and sacred profession a monk is, and she is accompanied by a little monk 'Little Attendant'.

The monks are all good people, and the people who make friends with the monks are also very good people.

Maybe it's some kind of good man or something.

What a convincing piece of evidence.

Rong Xian: I still don't quite adapt to the Han criticism style of the West Pole.

Old woman: "...... in order not to commit the crime of style, I suddenly became dumb, can't I?"

Outside the door, the poor old man had been there for a while.

I've been with his wife for most of my life, and I don't know anyone.

Just listening to the voice, you can hear the entanglement of the old woman.

This must be a lot of people who want other people's servants to come back to serve her, and they don't look at her old face.

The old man's face was green, and he didn't expect that the person who was about to step into the coffin with both feet would still be threatened with being cuckolded.

Rong Xian: Hee-hee.

The Buddha who finally realized something: Emperor Xu, knock on your horse, knock on your horse, do you hear? knock on your horse!

In order to prevent Rong Xian from bringing bad and simple believers again, and not to destroy other people's families, the Buddha hinted to the old woman frantically and forcibly saved her respect: "Sister, donor, your son's marriage has been decided, and the marriage is imminent, you can go home and take care of the housework." ”

The old woman's face changed, and her wrinkled face was full of displeasure and meanness: "What does the little monk mean by this, mentioning my son to say that I am old?"

The Buddha was stabbed like this, and he didn't know what to do.

Rong Xian said as a matter of course: "But you are indeed not young, are you?"

Buddha: This siege is a bit of a hatred.