The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 298 Pray, the truth (thirteenth)

   Liu Piao Piao didn't understand why it suddenly became like this.

   She didn't even have the courage to ask. If it was as she thought, how could she be?

   Family on one side and justice on the other, how will she choose then?

   She knelt before the Buddha for a long time, but she never found the answer.

   In the front hall, Shen Yijia learned what was said in the book, knelt on the futon, and folded his hands in a fashionable manner: "The Bodhisattva is above..."

   "This is a Buddha statue." Song Jingchen who was standing beside reminded.

  Shen Yijia:  …

   She cleared her throat with a dry cough, closed her eyes and changed her mouth to start again: "The Buddha is above, the believer's name is Shen Yijia, and today, I have a chance to come to your temple with my husband and I have something to pray for.

   Oh, by the way, the one who stands beside me and looks talented is the husband of the letter girl.

   The believer did not ask for much, and her husband was killed by a **** and lost his close relatives.

   I only hope that the Buddha will bless the husband to kill the enemy as soon as possible and avenge the bitterness of his close relatives. If the husband can get what he wants, the believer is willing to abstain from eating meat for a month.

  There is still a mother and four younger brothers and sisters in the family of Xinnv. I ask the Buddha to bless my mother with good health and a long life.

Brother Hao is a little stupid, let him be smart in the future, otherwise it will make people worry; Sister Huan likes to practice martial arts, so let her practice good skills; let Lin Shao carry forward the ancestral spices; Miaomiao I'm so sick..."

   After saying a lot, Shen Yijia took a rest and continued.

"...Finally, after the husband has finished his revenge, it would be even better if he could have a few beautiful little dolls with the Xin girl, just like me, I can be like my husband. Anyway, I both look good, if you really don't know what to do The arrangement is that the female doll is like me, and the male doll is like my husband..."

  Although it is a bit inappropriate to ask for something to kill an enemy in front of the Buddha, Song Jingchen was still very moved, but the more he heard it, the more wrong he felt.

  Someone doesn't know it yet.

   "...It's better to give birth to four, two each. Of course, if you want to give more to the Buddha...uuuuuu!"

  Shen Yijia was talking vigorously, she covered her mouth, she stared at Song Jingchen with big eyes inexplicably.

  Song Jingchen tried his best to ignore the monks who had gathered at the door, twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "If you talk too much, the Buddha will forget it, so that's fine."

  Shen Yijia blinked to show that she knew, and Song Jingchen let go of her.

   "Buddha, you must remember me, the believer's name is Shen Yijia..."

  Song Jingchen:  …

   After half an hour of making a few wishes, Shen Yijia was finally pulled away by Song Jingchen.

   The few monks who were left at the door looked at each other in dismay and breathed a sigh of relief.

   These broken thoughts are really better than listening to the host chanting sutras.

  In addition to the main hall, there are several side halls that also house Buddha statues.

  Song Jingchen noticed that Shen Yijia wanted to go in again, his eyelids jumped and he pulled the person out: "This Buddha has also worshipped, let's walk around again, otherwise it will be dark in a while."

   Shen Yijia thought it was justified and let him pull it, but unfortunately turned back and glanced at the Buddha statue in the side hall.

   It seems that it looks different from the one I worshipped before. If a Buddha can’t remember it, two or three can always remember one, right?

  It got dark very early in winter, and it was too cold on the mountain, Song Jingchen took Shen Yijia around and sent him back to the gate of the courtyard.

   "Come in, I'll ask the novice to deliver the meal to your room." Song Jingchen urged.

   "Okay." Shen Yijia turned back three steps and entered the yard.

   Watching her back disappear, Song Jingchen chuckled helplessly, wanting a child to beg the Buddha...

  4 doesn't seem to be a lot, he worked hard...

   Song Jingchen held his forehead, he was thinking about something in a mess.

   Not long after, a novice brought a vegetarian meal, the staple food was potatoes, plus a plate of wild vegetables.

   Xu is talking too much, Shen Yijia also felt very hungry at this time, and he ate it cleanly after a while.

   After eating, he took Mo Yuan straight to the front hall as soon as he rolled his eyes, so the chattering voice resounded in the side hall again in the afternoon.

   "...Buddha, you must remember the name of the believer girl, Shen Yijia..."

  …

  Liu Piao Piao was woken up by a knock on the door, and only when she opened her eyes did she realize that she had fallen asleep on the ground.

   "Nan, are you in there?"

   Outside the door is Zeng's gentle voice as always.

  Liu Piao Piao hurriedly got up, tidied her clothes and hair in a random manner before opening the door: "Mother, why are you here?"

   "I heard Mrs. Liu say that you knelt all afternoon, how can you, a stupid child, spoil your body like this?" Zeng scolded but was full of concern.

  Liu Piao Piao walked in and lit the oil lamp. Only then did Mrs. Zeng see that Liu Piao Piao's face was extremely bad.

   Actually, Mrs. Zeng knew that it had been like this since Caiyun disappeared without Liu Piaopiao.

   Seeing her precious daughter getting thinner and thinner, she made more supplements and sent food she liked to her, but she couldn't do anything.

   She thought it would be fine after a while, but she didn't expect her daughter to take Caiyun so important. If she had known earlier...

   Mrs Zeng sighed, waved Liu and Cai to get down, and personally helped Liu Piaopiao to sit down in front of the bed.

   "Did you know that Caiyun didn't hang himself?" When Mr. Zeng said this, the whole person seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.

  No one wants to show their dark side to their children and personally break the good impression in her heart.

   Liu Piao Piao's pupils shrank: "Mother!"

   "Listen to your mother." Mrs Zeng took Liu Piaopiao's hands and put them on hers and patted them to reassure: "That girl didn't want to be kicked out, so she even thought of crawling on your father's bed."

   After all, this is a matter between their husband and wife, and it is such a topic that Zeng Xu felt embarrassed and not very good: "Your father was busy in the study that day, and my mother happened to go over to deliver him supper.

   Seeing her dressed up and sneaking around there, how could my mother give her this chance? …”

   After praying in front of several Buddha statues in the side halls, I finally remembered my little friend and wanted to give my little friend a surprise, so I went around to the back of the house and was about to turn through the window to go in Shen Yijia: FUCK, what a big melon.

   She silently retracted the hand that had been placed on the windowsill. In order not to embarrass the people inside, she crouched down and planned to slip away quietly.

Then I heard Liu Piaopiao's voice that was about to collapse: "What about the people who were resisted from Yaqiyuan? Are they also because they want to climb on Dad's bed? And we every one or two months. Is it really just for incense to come to Jing'an Temple once?

  Mother, what are you and dad doing? "

   "You, you already know?"

   "I'd rather I didn't know anything, so that my father was still a great kind person praised by the people of Xunyang City; my mother was still the gentle and dignified living Bodhisattva who was reluctant to step on an ant.

   Didn't you teach me to be an upright and kind person since I was a child? I grew up in your image, but what are you doing? "

   (end of this chapter)