Quick Wear System: Don’t Worry, the Hero!

Shiraishi stood up and said, "Mother, it's okay." After he said that, he looked out the window and found that it was already very bright, so he quickly took the clothes, "Mother, I will go home first, and I will bring you breakfast later."

"Well, go ahead."

Shiraishi ran out in a hurry.

Bai Yu sat on the bed, thinking about what had just happened, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was impossible. Baishi is already fifteen years old. Didn’t ancient men say that they were 16 percent?

At the age of sixteen, it was time to marry a wife and take a concubine. Now that Baishi is fifteen, it should be time to act on her plan.

Soon after getting up, she looked at the Buddha's light outside had weakened a bit, squinted and came to a familiar room again.

At this moment, there was a monk sitting on the calamus. This monk had an old face and his eyes were muddy.

It's just that the monk felt it as soon as Bai Yu entered, and he slowly raised his head, "Is it a decision to come today?"

Bai Yu looked at the abbot like Lao Cheng and nodded, "Shi'er is fifteen years old, and his support has reached many people, it's time."

"Can he agree?"

"promise."

Baiyu had told Baishi about the matter of being a monk since he was a child, and Baishi had never opposed it.

This should be agreed.

"Well, it will be done in three days, then the position of the abbot will be handed over to him." The abbot's eyes did not change the slightest, and after speaking, he continued to close his eyes and enter the concentration.

"Thank the abbot." Bai Yu disappeared into the room after speaking.

At this moment, the abbot opened his eyes again and he stared at the door and muttered to himself, "Torturing fate."

On Baiyu's side, when she returned to the room, she waited quietly for Baishi's return.

At first, Shiraishi's hurried departure also delayed the morning bell, and the latter should be to help the monks tidy up something.

I'll help her bring breakfast when I'm busy later.

Before Bai Yu waited for a stick of incense, he saw Bai Shi walking over with a wooden tray with millet porridge in the wooden tray. When he saw Bai Yu in the room, he pouted and walked over, "Mother."

"Yeah." Bai Yu responded with a smile, beckoning to him, "Come here, I have something to tell you."

"Mother, what's the matter?" Shiraishi walked over.

Bai Yu stared at Bai Shi's face, "If my son had a bald head, would the women outside stop pestering you?"

Baishi's face was slightly stiff, "What do you mean by mother?"

Bai Yu took his hand and said with a smile, "I have already told the abbot. He said that three days will be a good life, suitable for being a monk. At that time, the abbot of this temple will also be handed over to you, Shier, you are very happy. ?"

Bai Shi paled when he heard this, and the wooden plate in his hand fell to the ground, and the wrinkled porcelain bowl shattered immediately.

"What's wrong with Shi'er?" Bai Yu was taken aback by this.

"Mother, are you making me a monk?" Shiraishi asked incredulously.

Bai Yu frowned, "I have said this since I was a child? Don't you like Buddhism very much? It just so happens that now I have this opportunity, so I asked you to come."

Baishi shook his head, his eyes with pain, "Mother, you don't understand me at all, why do you want to make a decision for me again, why?"

"I don't know you?" Bai Yu akimbo, "You are what I pulled, how could I not understand you! Is it possible that you don't want to become a monk?" The last four words sounded a little louder, and there was doubt in them.

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