The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 43 Bodhi

Like ordinary people who praise a little girl, even if they are right, they have to pretend to be shy, especially in front of a respected elder.

But Ming Jing was not, let alone shy, she didn't even lift her eyelids, she was calm as if it was an ordinary sentence.

What's even more frightening is that Madam Jiang didn't feel any displeasure, but smiled even more heartily.

Both Grandma Zhu and Xiangxiang Zhu were surprised.

The difference is that I wish my grandma proud, and I wish Xiangxiang...unreconciled.

"Aunt Lan." Ming Jing shouted.

Jiang Chunlan agreed, and handed her the gift bag in her hand: "A small gift, congratulations on finding your family."

"Thanks."

"Jin Chen is here too. You are all young people. You should chat more often. This kid is just too bored. I think he just talks to you."

Grandma Zhu felt something was wrong when she heard it. She looked at this noble and mysterious woman in the rumors, whether the rumors were wrong, or she was blind.

Obviously so approachable.

And the amount of information in these words is too much, she dare not think about it...

Jiang Chunlan left after saying a few words, leaving through the back door without disturbing anyone.

On the way, Zhu Xiangxiang hesitated to speak several times, but in the end he chose to remain silent.

Grandma Zhu looked at the mirror, even in the face of Mrs. Jiang, she was always neither humble nor overbearing. Maybe this is why Mrs. Jiang likes her.

"Mrs. Jiang is here today to save face for you. You are a lucky girl."

Ming Jing put the gift bag on the table. The wig was heavy and stuffy. She hoped that the banquet could end as soon as possible.

"Grandma, when does it start?"

Grandma Zhu glanced at the clock on the wall, it was six fifty.

Just at this time Zhu Xiangxiang came back, Zhu Xiangxiang said: "Waiting for Dad, after Dad comes, we can start."

Grandma Zhu frowned, and said displeasedly: "He has been getting too much recently, call him to urge him."

Zhu Xiangxiang said: "Recently, there are a lot of things in the company. Dad can't get away. I guess he will be here soon."

Grandma Zhu snorted coldly: "It's all an excuse, this is his daughter's welcome banquet, why, he won't transfer after the company leaves?"

Zhu Xiangxiang didn't know what to say. When he saw the gift bag on the table, he walked over with a smile: "Ming Jing, Mrs. Jiang is so kind to you, and even gave you a gift. Can we feast our eyes on it?"

I wish grandma had no objection, she was also quite curious.

Ming Jing glanced at the two, and untied the knot on the seal of the gift bag. Inside was a delicate rectangular wooden box. When he opened it, he saw a bodhi pendant lying inside. , the front is engraved with a meditation lotus, which is lifelike, and the back is the altar sutra in small seal script, and the word Mingjing is carved in small seal script in the lower right corner.

The wooden sign uses red gold dzi beads to guide Vajra, Snow Chan, and white jade bodhi seeds, each of which is the best of the bodhi seeds. It has the magical power to seek good luck, avoid evil, and purify the soul. It smells a faint woody sandalwood aroma. It is very peaceful.

Although Zhu Xiangxiang didn't know much about it, he knew it was very precious by looking at it. It was definitely not picked randomly, but specially customized for Der Spiegel.

Ming Jing stroked the small seal script on the wooden sign with his fingertips, and murmured: "There is no bodhi tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so where does the dust come from?"

The Dharma names of the five teachers and sisters come from this Bodhi Gatha.

I hope they can see their nature clearly and realize Bodhi by themselves.

Grandma Zhu is also a knowledgable person. She likes to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha when she gets old. Although she is not crazy, she has a little understanding. That's why when she first saw Ming Jing, she felt sympathy and love it very much, so she always Look at this Bodhi and you will know that it is absolutely extraordinary.

"Take it well, it's Madam Jiang's wish, don't let it down."

"Mingjing, are you still vulgar now?" Zhu Xiangxiang asked abruptly.

Grandma Zhu frowned and glanced at her.

Ming Jing put the pendant back into the wooden box, and said lightly: "Cultivation is not in the environment, but in the heart."

Zhu Xiangxiang lowered his eyebrows, playing tricks.

Xiaoying knocked on the door, "Old lady, two ladies, sir is here."

Zhu Xiangxiang laughed: "Dad is here, let's go down."

Xiaoying's expression was a little strange, he hesitated to speak.

Zhu Xiangxiang frowned slightly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiaoying said in a low voice, "Mister has brought a secretary."

Everyone in the Zhu family knows that the husband's female secretary is his mistress.

At the reception banquet for my daughter, bringing my mistress to attend, wouldn't that be an embarrassment?

Grandma Zhu's face darkened: "This bastard."

The corners of Zhu Xiangxiang's mouth were slightly raised, extremely secretive, and he quickly said with a sullen face: "This is a Mingjing banquet, what is Dad going to do? Let the guests watch a joke?"

Ming Jing flicked the hem of her skirt, and said lightly: "It's meaningless, let's go."

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As soon as Zhu Wentao showed up with his female secretary, there was a commotion immediately.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world, and the rumors about Zhu Wentao and his secretary have long been spread. There is no sign of Lin Qing in the last few lady gatherings, and everyone laughed at her without any scruples.

How envious and jealous of her those people used to be, how ferocious it is to step on her face now.

I thought that Zhu Wentao would give Lin Qing some face for his daughter and would not go too far, but unexpectedly, everyone still underestimated the cold-blooded and thick-skinned man.

Different from the traditional image of the coquettish vixen's third secretary, this woman has an elegant and beautiful appearance, elegant and generous gestures, and a gentle and homely temperament, which is easy to make people feel good.

We are all women, and we know in our hearts that the more approachable you look, the harder it is to deal with.

Lin Qing's face was only gloomy at the beginning, but he quickly adjusted his mood, and without letting others notice, he greeted him with a smile, took Zhu Wentao's arm very familiarly and naturally, and said softly: "You come here!" It's too late, let the guests wait for so long."

The female secretary automatically distanced herself from Zhu Wentao, keeping a decent and gentle smile on her face.

If they didn't know the inside story, everyone would have been deceived by them.

It has to be said that the acting skills of these three people are all at the level of actor and actress, especially Lin Qing, who has a strong heart to face the cheating husband and the excellent mistress without changing his face.

Zhu Wentao smiled and apologized to all the guests, with an excellent demeanor: "The company has an important meeting to hold, and I'm late, everyone forgive me."

"Then how about punishing yourself with three cups?"

Zhu Wentao took the wine glass from the waiter's tray and drank three glasses in a row, which aroused applause.

Lin Qing turned his back to the crowd, looked over Zhu Wentao's shoulder, and looked at Zhou Ling coldly.

Someone yelled, "Mr. Zhu, Mrs. Zhu, please don't steal the limelight. The real protagonist of tonight's banquet hasn't appeared yet."