Wanwan looked at the closed door angrily, thinking that she had been helping Sister Fang monitor that big brother Wang, and she had no credit and hard work, but now she didn't praise herself, which made her feel a grievance in her heart.

She blinked, and felt like her eyes were a little wet.

"Sister Fang, big villain!"

The girl in blue flattened her mouth pitifully, looking at the wooden door in front of her and wanted to wave her fist to demonstrate, but the afterglow suddenly glanced at the emerald bird on the table, and found that it tilted its head, looked at her with a pair of black bean-like eyes, and wanted to chirp when she opened her mouth.

Soon, however, she held back her tears and began to grieve again.

I heard that man say that he would bring his girlfriend home on New Year's Day, what if Sister Fang saw it?

I don't really care when I see it, I will be sad for a while at most.

"Forget it, let her go to be sad!"

Wanwan muttered hatefully in her heart, but when she thought of Sister Fang's kindness to her on weekdays, she began to mumble in her heart again.

No, if she knows that she is an intervener, Sister Yifang's temperament, although she won't say anything, but in fact, I don't know how sad she will be in her heart.

Wanwan sighed as if she was standing on the table, and looked at the little bird standing on the table on the side, her eyes were full of sorrow, but thinking about it like this, her legs were not numb or sore.

......

*

The sun was like water, gently shining on Su Changqing's face, with a shallow halo and flashing white light.

The sky is as blue as a wash, and I can vaguely see the distant peaks condensed, as graceful as a girl's figure.

Su Changqing squinted his eyes and sat on the rocking chair, constantly shaking the chair, carefully feeling the warmth of the sun above.

It was only a moment after this calm, and there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and then, a pair of hands suddenly covered his eyes.

"Guess who I am. ”

A deliberately muffled voice sounded from behind, but despite this, you could still feel the immaturity of its voice.

"Yes...... A clean little master. ”

Su Changqing smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile as he took down the hands that covered his eyes.

"Hey, hey. ”

The little monk behind him smiled hesitantly, scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and he stepped from behind the chair with slightly brisk steps and walked in front.

"Master Su, how did you find out it was mine?"

Su Changqing touched his round head and smiled lovingly.

"I guessed it as soon as I guessed. ”

As he said this, he seemed to think about it, and suddenly asked again, "By the way, where is the little master Yuanguang?"

"Senior brother, ......"

Yijing's originally smiling face frowned, as if he was trying to search for his memory, and after a while, he replied.

"Hmm...... In the morning, the senior brother had already gone down the mountain, and it seemed that he was looking for someone...... Well...... I don't know very well. ”

Su Changqing nodded, showing that he had understood.

However, while the two were talking, a door next to the courtyard opened unconsciously, and with the sound of the door opening with a "squeak", a bald monk stepped over the threshold and walked inside.

"Senior brother!"

The little monk was the first to hear the movement, and as soon as he raised his head and saw the familiar face, he showed a surprised expression on his face, and he seemed to have a feeling of eagerness.

Su Changqing also looked up in surprise, but he didn't expect that he was just asking the other party, but in just a few minutes, this little monk from Yuanguang really came.

"Little master, today you are ......"

He asked, his eyes slightly puzzled.

The young monk on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips, and replied softly, "Little monk...... Before going down the mountain, I went to discuss things with Huang Shizhu and others. ”

After listening to this, Su Changqing nodded thoughtfully, and just wanted to speak, but was robbed by a small monk on the side.

"That teacher, senior brother!" the little monk was about to move, with a slight expectation in his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

The expression on Yuanguang's face remained unchanged, and he asked calmly.

"W-That...... Brother, have you seen it...... A female bodhisattva?"

As if seeing the confusion in his senior brother's eyes, the little monk blushed and stammered.

"Female ...... Bodhisattva......?"

Yuan Guang was puzzled, a little unclear who the female Bodhisattva the other party was talking about.

Even Su Changqing, who was sitting in the rocking chair, was at a loss, and he didn't know who the female Bodhisattva that the little monk was talking about, after all, although he lived with these two monks, he didn't know much about their affairs.

But after all, he was a person who had come over, and when he saw the blushing on the little monk's face, he didn't know what was going on.

The female bodhisattva in the mouth of this pure little monk is probably his sweetheart.

"That's it...... It's the white donor......" The little monk asked Ai Ai, his eyes blinking, and his words were inappropriately cautious.

Fortunately, he asked about the notoriously dull Yuanguang, who was an elm head on weekdays, and he didn't understand human accidents, so he didn't think much about it when he heard this question.

"White donor, ......"

The young monk thought for a while, and then it was as if he "finally remembered that there was such a person", and there was a slight taste of sudden realization in the serious expression on his original face.

"She's doing well. ”

Yuan Guang said to Yijing, nodded politely to Su Changqing after speaking, and finally walked slowly towards the side room.

The little monk looked at the back of his departing senior brother with wide eyes, with an inexplicable look in his eyes, but he didn't know why, and once again thought of the words he said, "Master Bai is doing well", but in an instant, a slight gloom and a faint happiness surged in his heart.

When I was away, was the female bodhisattva also doing well?

Such a slightly ridiculous idea suddenly popped into the little monk's mind.

Wrong wrong.

Yijing hurriedly shook his head, and when he found that he still remembered the smile between the little girl's eyebrows in his mind, he immediately slapped his head, and suddenly, a crimson mark was immediately made on his originally shiny bald head.

"One pure, one pure, it's not right for you to do this, the master said that as a disciple, a woman must never be touched. ”

The little monk shook his head and thought about what the master had said to him since he was a child, but soon, he tilted his head, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and felt that something was wrong.

"Female Bodhisattva...... I don't think I'm a woman......"