Here, seeing that the maid Xiaolan had gone away, Yin Wenjiao's smile bloomed, and she asked Jiang Liu'er with a smile: "You little master, let me ask you, have you been a monk since childhood?

Jiang Liu'er shook her head and replied, "The little monk is neither a monk since he was a child, nor a monk halfway. ”

"Oh. Yin Wenjiao stared at Jiang Liu'er's young and handsome face, and continued to ask, "Little Master, what is your name, how old are you this year?"

"The little monk still has no name, everyone in Jinshan Temple calls me Jiang Liu'er, I am eighteen years old this year. "Jiang Liu'er is full of heads.

"Jiang Liu'er, eighteen years old?" Yin Wenjiao thought to herself, isn't this eighteen years old the same age as my hard-working child who is missing?

Then I pondered the name "Jiang Liuer" carefully, and seemed to have a clue, but I didn't seem to be able to prove anything. Yin Wenjiao shook her head, and then got rid of her complicated thoughts.

Looking at the face that seemed to be very familiar in front of her, Yin Wenjiao felt an indescribable sense of closeness, so she pulled the corners of her lips and asked with a kind smile like an elder: "Jiang Liu'er? This name is also quite interesting, why did they give you this name?"

Jiang Liu'er looked at the amiable beautiful woman in front of her, and an inexplicable kindness arose, Jiang Liu'er thought to herself, if her mother was still alive, wouldn't this person in front of her be the same age as her mother? Could she be her biological mother?

"I heard my master say that the little monk drifted all the way from the Yangtze River to the foot of Jinshan Temple, so my master gave me this nickname, called Jiang Liu'er!" Jiang Liu'er replied truthfully.

"What!" Hearing this, Yin Wenjiao's face changed greatly, and Huo Di stood up!

Yin Wenjiao's mind immediately came up with the situation back then: in order to prevent Liu Hong's thief from discovering that he had given birth to a child and harming the child, he had no choice but to let the maid Xiaolan send the child out, and originally planned to be fostered outside, so that he could recognize each other when he grew up. Unexpectedly, something happened halfway, and a leaf of windsurfing actually carried the baby all the way away, and disappeared, these scenes were also seen by the maid Xiaolan herself. After returning to the house, Miss Xiaolan cried and told herself what happened that day......

"Do you know who your parents are?" Yin Wenjiao asked in a trembling voice.

Hearing the beautiful woman in front of her eagerly ask the names of her parents, thinking of the situation described in the blood book, Jiang Liu'er suddenly burst into tears, "Let's da, let's go" Crystal tears fell to the dust. "Speaking of my parents, there is really a grievance as big as the sky, and a hatred as deep as the sea!"

"My father was murdered to death by the wicked, my mother was forcibly occupied by the thieves, my father is called Chen Guangrui, and my mother is called Yin Wenjiao!"

Hearing this, Yin Wenjiao was suddenly struck by lightning, surprised and delighted!

It turned out that the little monk in front of him was a hard-working child he hadn't met for eighteen years.

Yin Wen was eager to recognize the child in front of her immediately, but after thinking about it, she calmed down again. Yin Wenjiao wiped the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes with Luo Pa, calmed her excited mood, and said slowly: "I am Yin Wenjiao." ”

"However, you say that you are my child, but what proof do you have?" Thinking that he had written a blood letter in the baby's swaddling clothes and stuffed a jade pendant, Yin Wenjiao's eyes at this time were like torches, and she looked at Jiang Liu'er's eyes fixedly.

"Yes!" Jiang Liu'er was now convinced that the person in front of her was her biological mother, Yin Wenjiao, so she hurriedly took out a blood letter and a jade pendant from her arms.

At this time, Jiang Liuer lifted the hem of the monk's robe, "poof", fell to the ground on both knees, and cried mournfully: "Mother, if you don't believe it, there are blood books, jade pendants, and sweatshirts as evidence!"

Seeing Jiang Liu'er carefully take out the familiar blood book, jade pendant and undershirt from her close-fitting underwear, and knelt down on her knees and cried loudly, Yin Wenjiao's eyes were suddenly full of tears. After receiving the blood book, jade pendant and sweatshirt handed by Jiang Liu'er, Yin Wenjiao recognized at a glance that this was her own thing, so she could no longer suppress the thoughts in her heart and the sorrow of these years, and stepped forward to support her child!

The mother and son looked at each other with tears in their eyes, hugged each other tightly, and cried loudly together with "woo------woo------woo------"!

The mother and son hugged their heads and cried for a while, Jiang Liu'er wiped a handful of tears, picked up her mother Yin Wenjiao, and helped her to sit down.

"Son, ......" Yin Wenjiao gently stroked Jiang Liu'er's face, looking at Jiang Liu'er's father-like appearance in front of her, and was infinitely relieved in her heart: God is pitiful, Guanyin Bodhisattva blesses! Finally, he will reunite with his child and recognize him in his lifetime.

Seeing that his son had grown up, and that he was magnificent, dignified, and handsome, at this time, Yin Wenjiao's heart and face were full of a mother's love and joy.

"By the way, my son, you don't have a name yet, do you?" Yin Wenjiao asked with a kind smile.

"Hmm. Jiang Liu'er choked back tears and nodded.

"Your father's name is Chen Guangrui, who was the champion of nineteen years ago, and later, the court officials worshiped the Jiangzhou Assassin Shi ......" Speaking of her deceased husband, Yin Wenjiao was a little proud on her face, and she also had irrepressible thoughts and memories.

"My mother has already thought about it, your surname is Chen, and your common name will be Chen Yuan (yi) in the future. Yin Wenjiao took a piece of rice paper with words written on it from the desk, it turned out that the two big characters "Chen Yuan" had already been written on the rice paper, with iron painting silver hooks and beautiful handwriting.

"Okay, thank you for your name!"

The well-read Jiang Liuer knows that the word "袆" means beautiful, obviously, this word "袆" carries her mother Yin Wenjiao's expectations for herself and her good wishes for all things in the world.

My mother is really the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva, kind-hearted and kind to others! Jiang Liu'er's heart was filled with emotion for a while.

Yin Wenjiao, who was looking at her son kindly, suddenly seemed to think of something, and hurriedly said to Jiang Liu'er: "My son, you go quickly!"

Jiang Liu'er was stunned for a moment, and didn't know why the mother and son had just recognized each other, and the mother was about to take her away, so she said aggrievedly: "Mother, I haven't known my biological parents for eighteen years, and I only got to see my mother today, why does my mother want to chase me again and teach my son how to give up?"

"Yuan'er, it's not that my mother wants to take you away, but that the thief Liu Hong, who murdered your father, will return home soon, and my mother is worried that the thief Liu will kill you when he comes back. Yin Wenjiao sighed, thinking that the child she had just recognized was now facing separation again, and there was a burst of loss and sadness in her heart.

Hearing the name of Liu Hong, the enemy who killed his father, Jiang Liu'er immediately gritted his teeth, and hated in his heart. Since reading the bloody and tearful blood book and learning about his suffering and life experience, the young Jiang Liuer thought about it day and night, and firmly remembered the name of this thief Liu Hong in his heart.

Now that I heard that Liu Hong was about to come back, Jiang Liu'er, who was strong in blood, was excited for a while, and wanted to wait for the thief Liu Hong to come back, so that I could fight with him and avenge the blood of my dead father Chen Guangrui!