Owl, Your Wife Has Dropped Her Waistcoat Again

The old lady Zuo nodded.

Wen Jiuqing was a little in disbelief.

She thought of the second sentence, Youzuo Ankang, born with a noble character...

What's the meaning?

Could it be that she can bless the Zuo family?

Could it be that the reason why the Zuo family was so kind to her was because she could help them?

Thinking of this, Wen Jiuqing's heart suddenly throbbed.

To be honest, she couldn't accept it.

Old Mrs. Zuo seemed to know what Wen Jiuqing was thinking. She patted her hand and said, "Ajiu, I admit that at first I was so convinced that you became our granddaughter-in-law because of what the old man said. But then I saw Ah Xiao can't let you go so much, so I feel relieved."

"Even if that Jiuqing is not you, our Zuo family will only recognize you as Ah Xiao's wife. Anyone who dares to have thoughts about Ah Xiao is going against our Zuo family!"

Wen Jiuqing smiled slightly.

She said, "Grandma, you misunderstood. I didn't think so. I was just a little strange."

I wonder where Mr. Zuo heard that sentence.

The old lady Zuo raised her eyebrows slightly, "Oh? What's so strange?"

"I wonder where Grandpa Zuo heard that sentence."

The old lady Zuo nodded clearly after hearing this.

Before leaving, Mr. Zuo not only said those words to her, but also said about Putuo Temple.

When Mr. Zuo was alive, he would go to Putuo Temple from time to time and play chess with Master Jingzhen there.

But since Mr. Zuo passed away, Putuo Temple has been abandoned, and Master Jingzhen has gone to no one knows where.

Wen Jiuqing was stunned.

Putuo Temple? !

Why should it be related to there? !

Wen Jiuqing said again, "So you asked me to come because you want me to accompany you to Putuo Temple?"

It was late at night. It was impossible for Mrs. Zuo to call her to the study just because of this matter. The only possibility was that there were other things.

The old lady Zuo nodded.

…

At half past eleven.

The two people arrived at the entrance of Putuo Temple.

Because there is a road on the mountain, the driver drove the car directly at the entrance of Putuo Temple.

Wen Jiuqing held a flashlight in his left hand and supported the old lady Zuo with his right hand.

The two people slowly pushed open the door of Putuo Temple. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew over, and the willow leaves rustled in the wind, which was a bit weird.

Wen Jiuqing helped Old Mrs. Zuo walk in. Suddenly the door of the temple was closed, and Old Mrs. Zuo was trembling.

Wen Jiuqing patted her back and said calmly, "Grandma, it's okay."

The old lady Zuo nodded.

In fact, she was not frightened just now, but just a little unresponsive.

Um.

That's it.

Wen Jiuqing ignored the closed temple door, held Old Mrs. Zuo's hand and continued walking forward.

As she passed the stairs, she used the light from the flashlight to see clearly the scene next to her.

It was overgrown with weeds and had obviously not been taken care of for a long time, making it look a bit eerie.

Although she had been to Putuo Mountain with Lin Kaifeng when she was a child, she had never been to Putuo Temple.

I remember one time she told Lin Kaifeng that she wanted to visit me at Putuo Temple, but Lin Kaifeng refused without thinking.

What he probably meant at that time was that there were unclean things in Putuo Temple that would eat children.

After all, she was a child back then, so of course she didn't dare to think about it anymore after hearing such things.

Wen Jiuqing was lost in thought when he suddenly heard Mrs. Zuo scream in surprise.