The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 4 Pride

School starts for a week.

Ming Jing goes to school early every day. She rejected Zhu Xiangxiang's invitation to take a special car, and instead took the bus every day.

When I got home, I was locked in the room and never came out.

She didn't even eat dinner. The nanny invited her once, saying that she was a monk who didn't eat after lunch.

So Ming Jing came to Zhu's house for ten days, but Zhu Xiangxiang never met her once.

Every day, Lin Qing dressed up and went out to go shopping and play mahjong with her sister group. She had already forgotten about her biological daughter. I wish Grandma reminded her that Lin Qing wanted to come, oh, there is someone more in the family.

She hired a nanny to inquire about Ding Jing's life, every day at two o'clock and one line, low-key and dull, not acting as a demon at all.

Lin Qing felt relieved.

"Ming Jing has also been back for a few days. I was thinking that it is time to introduce her to everyone. Pick an auspicious day and officially announce Ming Jing's identity, so as not to wrong the child." Grandma Zhu suggested.

Zhu Xiangxiang frowned calmly.

Lin Qing brushed a strand of curly hair around her ear, took a sip of scented tea: "This is not very good for Xiangxiang, I think it's better to forget it."

"Mom, grandma is right. Everything I enjoy now belongs to Ding Jing, and I should give it back to her. Ding Jing has suffered too much since she was a child, and she can't be wronged anymore."

Lin Qing was quite moved by Zhu Xiangxiang's considerate words, and praised her for being kind and sensible. Even Grandma Zhu couldn't help but look at her a few more times and nodded secretly.

"Well, I'll arrange it. I hope this girl won't embarrass me when the time comes."

"Mom, no, these days I will take Ding Jing to learn some aristocratic etiquette and dressing collocations. By then, she will definitely shine brightly, and she will be the pride of our Zhu family."

"You, that's how you think about others. Sometimes you can't be too kind. You'll be bullied."

"No, my mother will protect me."

The mother and daughter hugged each other intimately, and Grandma Zhu glanced towards the second floor.

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"Knock knock knock" knock on the door sounded evenly, showing the tenderness and patience of the master.

The door opened and the room was brightly lit, Zhu Xiangxiang was taken aback for a moment.

The girl in front of her was wearing a white silk nightgown that reached her ankles, showing her slender frame even more.

Above the slender neck is a small head, and the bald head highlights the delicate and small cheeks.

The skin is fair and thin, without a trace of blemishes.

A pair of eyes are as deep as an ancient well, like the top of a distant snow mountain, mysterious and cold, like an illusion. Looking at it again, the spring breeze suddenly blows, and there seems to be a trickling stream that melts everything in the world.

It's hard to accurately describe that feeling in words, proud but not superior, gentle but full of sharpness, compassionate but ruthless.

Like a god, she sees through everything and controls everything, as if all people and things, in such a pair of eyes, there is nothing to hide.

Zhu Xiangxiang's heart beat a little faster, and Ming Jing asked calmly, "Is there something wrong?"

After calming down, Zhu Xiangxiang said, "Can I go in?"

Ming Jing stepped aside and Zhu Xiangxiang walked in.

The room was the same as it was before she moved in, the bed was even neater than before, without a single wrinkle, and the only difference might be the Diamond Sutra that appeared beside the bed.

"Mom said to pick a good day next month to hold a banquet and invite famous people from Jiangzhou, and then I will introduce you grandly to everyone."

Zhu Xiangxiang didn't notice any mood swings on Ming Jing's face, she didn't even blink her eyelids.

Zhu Xiangxiang went on to say: "In order to show up with the best appearance, from this weekend, I will take you to learn some courses of celebrities. If you are not familiar with it, let's take your time."

Ding Spiegel replied with a thank you.

Zhu Xiangxiang was very frustrated. She had never seen such a boring person, and she couldn't make a dull fart with three sticks. Could it be that she really recited Buddha's name without desire and desire?

"By the way, how is it at school? Are you still used to it? Can the curriculum keep up?"

Ming Jing replied, "It's okay."

The chat came to an abrupt end.

Zhu Xiangxiang ran away in despair, and didn't want to stay with her for a moment.

Ming Jing closed the door, not feeling that there was any problem with him, and started his daily routine of meditation.

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"Where is Shaodan, why haven't you come back yet?" Seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, Lin Qing began to make calls anxiously.

Always no answer.

Lin Qing was still very concerned about this son, perhaps because of the connection between mother and son, she had an ominous premonition, and started calling Zhu Shaodan's friends one by one.

After calling around, no one answered, or Zhu Shaodan hadn't been seen.

Lin Qing hurriedly asked the housekeeper to go to the place where Zhu Shaodan often played. Zhu Shaodan is a standard dude who knows nothing about learning and skill. At the age of five, girlfriends have changed one after another.

That night, Lin Qing was restless, Zhu Xiangxiang accompanied her, playing the role of a caring little padded jacket, comforting her and wishing Shaodan would be fine.

When it was almost dawn, the housekeeper called.

Zhu Shaodan got into a fight with someone and went to the hospital.

Lin Qing was so anxious that she rushed to the hospital without saying a word, Zhu Xiangxiang could only ask for leave to accompany her.

Ming Jing always got up early, and raised his eyebrows when he saw the two hurriedly leaving the house.

Seeing her, Zhu Xiangxiang suddenly said: "Mingjing, Shaodan is in the hospital. Mom and I rushed to the hospital to see him, and the family will be handed over to you. Grandma is getting old and can't be stimulated. It's better to keep this matter from her." good."

Ming Jing nodded, and Lin Qing dragged Zhu Xiangxiang away muttering: "What are you doing talking to her so much, I'm annoyed when I see that dead fish face..."

When Ming Jing came to the kitchen, Mother Zhou was preparing breakfast. I wish grandma was getting older and her teeth were bad, so she was more particular about her breakfast.

In the past, Zhu’s family was an out-and-out town person before their prosperity. Zhu’s grandma lost her father in her early years, and she suffered a lot from raising her two children. Now that she is getting older, she is not used to eating delicacies such as abalone and ginseng, so she likes to eat cornmeal. Pancakes, drink green vegetables mush.

Zhu Wentao is a dutiful son. In order to satisfy his mother's stomach, he specially invited Zhou's mother from his hometown. She usually takes care of Grandma Zhu's three meals a day.

Seeing Ming Jing appearing in the kitchen, Mother Zhou said in surprise: "Miss, why are you here? There is heavy oily smoke here, go out quickly."

Ming Jing rolled up his sleeves, "I'll do it."

Then he took the shovel from Mama Zhou, and the cornmeal tortillas in the pan were steaming, rapidly fermenting and expanding under the action of heat.

With a spatula in one hand, Ming Jing lightly pinched the corner of the dough with the other, and quickly flipped the dough over.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they make a move.

Mother Zhou said in surprise, "Miss, you can make pancakes."

Ming Jing was stirring the corn paste, and said calmly after hearing the words: "In the nunnery, I will take care of three meals a day."

Zhou's mother looked at the girl's slender shoulders, her movements were skillful and smooth, and her heart was full of pity.

The heroine is not boring, she is just a true Buddha