The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 461 Faith

Ming Jing sat down in front of a breakfast stand set up on the side of the road. The owner was the one who just said that he would make Ming Jing her favorite five-spice rice noodles and glutinous rice cakes.

Bo Yuxun and Qu Feitai sat down opposite the mirror. The desks and benches were simple but very clean. When they looked up, they could see the blue sky, and the sunlight brushed off the morning dew and fell on their shoulders.

Li Juan was sitting next to Ming Jing. She knew that Ming Jing liked to be clean, so she quickly scalded the chopsticks with hot water.

"No need." Ming Jing called to stop her.

"The chopsticks are clean."

Soon the boss brought up rice noodles, and it was only at this time that the boss saw the appearance of Qu Feitai and Bo Yuxun clearly, but after seeing Ming Jing's beauty, the sense of surprise was greatly reduced, especially the young man who appeared next to Master Ming Jing's eyes. It is picky and disgusting, and no one can tarnish Master Mingjing.

So much so that they look at the eyes of the two with scrutiny and pickiness.

Bo Yuxun is still not used to eating rice noodles in the morning, including Qu Feitai who grew up in the north.

The so-called do as the Romans do, watch the mirror and pick up the chopsticks, and the two pick up the chopsticks at the same time.

After taking a sip, the two of them agreed with each other and were surprised, the taste was much better than what Jiangzhou had.

The glutinous rice cake is also soft and fragrant, sweet and soft.

Qu Feitai ate more than a dozen in a row.

Young people are growing up, but this way of eating still scares Li Juan.

Qu Feitai, this is the reincarnation of a starved ghost.

Ming Jing eats slowly, but it looks slow, but in fact he is not slow at all. He quickly finished a bowl of rice noodles. The biggest advantage of Ming Jing is that he never wastes food.

Ming Jing opened his wallet, took out banknotes and put them on the table. The boss put a packaged paper box in front of Ming Jing: "Master Ming Jing, how could I ask for your money? Without you, where would my current home be? You are the savior of our family, even if you eat rice noodles for the rest of your life, I will not charge you any money, you can take this glutinous rice cake back, eat it when you are hungry, and I will give it to you every day when you are in Siji Town for a few days."

"I've accepted the glutinous rice cakes. One yard is worth one yard. You must accept the money, otherwise I won't come to eat it in the future."

After Mingjing finished speaking, the boss quickly put away the money.

I'm afraid that the mirror will regret it a second later.

After dinner, Ming Jing went to the only silver shop in the town. The silver shop had just opened, and the owner was an uncle in his forties or fifties. Obviously he also recognized Ming Jing, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose almost fell out of shock.

"Master Mingjing?"

Ming Jing smiled and nodded: "Master Wu, how is your leg?"

Master Wu, a silversmith, suffered from rheumatism in his legs when he was young, and he was tortured by the rainy weather. When Ming Xin went down the mountain, he accidentally got help from Master Wu. In order to repay him, he begged Ming Jing to cure Master Wu's rheumatism legs.

Master Wu's legs and feet were inconvenient and he couldn't go up the mountain. After Ming Jing heard about it, he took the initiative to go down the mountain to treat Master Wu's leg.

It was also that time when he went down the mountain, Mingjing held a free clinic, and many people came to join him for the sake of Master Wuxin's disciples. It was only later that they found out that this is a miracle doctor, who can rejuvenate with wonderful hands and cure diseases with the medicine.

Since then, her name has been widely known in Siji Town, Jiyue Nunnery was almost trampled on the threshold, but Mingjing is not easy to receive medical treatment, usually on the first and fifteenth day of each month, she will receive medical treatment in the nunnery, and people from ten miles and eight villages They will rush up the mountain during these two days. Some people do not seek medical treatment for Buddha, but sometimes they just want to see the mirror.

In the hearts of these people, the name Mingjing has become a kind of belief.

"After taking your medicine, Master Ming Jing, I no longer feel pain in rainy days, and I feel more energetic in my work. Master Ming Jing, you are truly a modern miracle doctor." Master Wu couldn't help crying when he thought of those days when he was tortured by illness. , I feel more grateful in my heart.

"That's good. You still have to take the prescription I gave you on time."

Ming Jing took out a handkerchief from his pocket, opened it, and handed it to Master Wu: "Come today, Master Wu, please fix this silver lock."

Master Wu took it over and took a look: "The design of this silver lock is very unique, and the purity is also very high. The hammer pattern on it requires higher technical skills of the craftsman. It is a work of art."

Master Wu sighed.

"Master Ming Jing, don't worry, I will definitely restore it to perfection."

"Excuse me, can I pick it up in the afternoon?"

"Yes, Master Mingjing still lives in the nunnery?"

Ming Jing shook his head: "I'm temporarily staying at Sister Xu's house."

"I fixed it and sent it to Master Ming Jing."

Ming Jing walked out of the silver shop, and Qu Feitai, who was waiting at the door, came over and said, "Doctor Bo was called away, and he asked me to help you to tell him that he has gone to Police Officer Li, call him if you need anything. "

Li Juan also went with her.

Ming Jing walked forward slowly. Although today is not a temple fair, there are still many vendors selling things, especially as the Chinese New Year is approaching, there are only a lot of people who come to buy New Year's goods.

Qu Feitai followed her silently.

Ming Jing suddenly stopped, looking into the distance and thinking.

Qu Feitai followed her gaze, surrounded by clouds and mist, lonely and majestic, it was Baitou Mountain, like a loyal warrior, persistently guarding the land under his feet.

Qu Feitai suddenly suggested: "Why don't we go to the mountain and have a look, it's where you grew up, you should miss it very much."

In fact, he wanted to go and see the place where she lived and grew up, which had a fatal attraction for him.

Ming Jing shook his head, walked around the market and went back.

Before Zheng Qing got up, Xiao Hong was squatting by the well to wash clothes, sweating profusely. When she saw Ming Jing walking in, she stood up immediately, her face flushed.

"Master Mingjing, you are back, are you hungry? I'll cook."

Compared with yesterday's listless head, today's she looks like she has been completely reborn.

Ming Jing shook his head, "I've eaten."

She handed over a cardboard box.

Xiaohong was a little flattered, "Is it for me?"

With Ming Jing's approval, she wiped her hands on the apron, then took it carefully, opened the cardboard box, and said pleasantly, "It's glutinous rice cake, thank you, Master."

Picked up a bite.

While eating, Xiao Hong's eyes were a little red, she rubbed her eyes, looked at the bright mirror that had gone upstairs, touched her face and smiled.

She has never eaten such delicious glutinous rice cakes.

Xiaohong returned to her room after washing her clothes, and found a white porcelain bottle on the table, opened the seal, and a wisp of fragrance wafted out. There was a note next to it, with a line written in elegant handwriting.

Apply on the face after cleansing, three times a day to reduce swelling and relieve pain.

Xiaohong couldn't wait to slap her face, the slap from Xu Jian yesterday hadn't subsided, and even her teeth and jaw hurt a little.

After putting it on, it felt cool and very comfortable. It didn't take long for Xiaohong to miraculously find that the swelling on her face disappeared and the pain also eased.

She couldn't help holding the porcelain bottle firmly in her hand, her heart was full of gratitude.

Aunt Huang came in the morning, went in happily, and came out crying.

Xiaohong was taken aback: "Aunt Huang, what's wrong with you?"

Aunt Huang wiped her tears, "It's okay, I'm so happy. Master Ming Jing saw that I was sick, took my pulse and gave me a prescription. I also feel unwell recently, but I always dare not go to the hospital for a check-up. , after listening to Master Ming Jing's words, as long as you take medicine on time and rest on time, you will be cured, I am so happy."

Xiaohong knows how hard-working Aunt Huang is. Her husband was paraplegic in a car accident. She has to take care of her eldest son and take care of her husband. The burden of the whole family falls on her shoulders alone, but Aunt Huang never complained. She became a superwoman herself, bought a house for her son in the city, and married a wife. If she collapsed, her family would also fall apart.

With a mentality like Aunt Huang's, it is easy to continue to procrastinate, and minor illnesses will become serious illnesses.

When Mingjing saved her, he saved their family.

Seeing Aunt Huang crying with joy, Xiaohong felt mixed emotions in her heart.

Qu Feitai also had a lot of emotions. She could not see the suffering in the world, but she has the ability to save all sentient beings. This is true compassion.

At noon, Zheng Qing came out yawning, "Good morning."

Putting his arms around Ming Jing's shoulders, Zheng Qing sighed: "I had a strange dream last night. I dreamed that you were married to this kid. People from all over the country cried like dogs, and they filed a joint complaint against Qu Feitai for abducting underage girls. He must be jailed." Dang was imprisoned, haha, the picture is really joyful, I never thought that the little king of the music world would have such a day."

Qu Feitai's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. If eyes could kill, Zheng Qing would probably have been pierced by a thousand arrows.

Ming Jing shook his head helplessly: "I have thoughts and dreams every day, so I should ask you, what do you want to do?"

Zheng Qing raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "You really wronged me. A man worthy of you in this world has not yet been born. No, there is no man worthy of you at all. They are all toads who want to eat swan meat."

Zheng Qing glanced at Qu Feitai meaningfully.

The connoted "toad" Qu Feitai stared at the sky speechlessly.

"If you are bored, go and enroll in a class to learn cross talk. It would be a great loss for the cross talk world to lose you."

Zheng Qing rubbed his chin, "I think so too..."

Xiaohong knocked on the door and walked in with a tray, a bowl of rice noodles, a stack of snacks and a plate of cut fruits.

"Eat something to pad your stomach first, and I will cook at noon."

Zheng Qing glanced at her, "It's more pleasing to the eye now, girls, sincerity is the most touching."

Little Hong blushed a little, put down the tray and slipped out.

Zheng Qing ate a mouthful of rice noodles, "I think you should publish a book, it's called On the Feasible Method of Correcting Evil and Returning to Righteousness, or the years when I was a Bodhisattva, haha, it will definitely sell well all over the world."

Ming Jing rolled up his sleeves, ignored her, got up and went out.

In the kitchen, Xiaohong was squatting on the ground to choose vegetables, when she saw Mingjing coming in, she immediately stood up.

"Master Mingjing, are you hungry? I'll cook now, wait a little longer..."

Ming Jing had already squatted down, and began to choose vegetables neatly.

Xiaohong was stunned for a moment, then quickly squatted down: "Master Mingjing, how could you do this, it's too dirty."

Ming Jing's subordinates didn't stop moving, and said without raising their heads: "Aunt Huang sent a basket of taro, you can wash it, and make shredded taro at noon."

Ming Jing took the clean vegetables to the well to rinse, and then cleaned and steamed the rice very skillfully.

Xiaohong thought to herself, so she is not a high-ranking young lady, but also an ordinary person who is down-to-earth, but this ordinary person is a bit too good.

A large round table was set up in the yard, which was filled with dishes.

But at first glance, almost all of them are plain.

The color, fragrance and taste are complete, and it will make your index finger move at a glance.

Li Ling strode in, "Sansheng is lucky to be able to eat the dishes cooked by Miss Mingjing herself."

It's about time.

Ming Jing took off his apron, wiped his face with a towel, and said with a smile, "Officer Li, please."

Bo Yuxun walked beside Li Ling. This was the first time he ate food made by Ming Jing himself. He used to think that the praise of Ming Jing from netizens was a bit exaggerated.

It wasn't until he took a bite of Ming Jing's dishes that he finally realized that his boast was still conservative.

It also takes skill to make ordinary vegetables and tofu delicious.

This is not the control of the heat or the ratio of seasonings. He has eaten seriously, patiently, and sincerely. These are the skills that ordinary chefs lack.

In fact, cooking is like life, ups and downs, just like human emotions, without it, it is not life.

Zheng Qing snorted: "I've known you for so long, and I've never seen you do it to me once. I'm still in their favor today?"

Qu Feitai said coldly: "It's good to eat something.

After Ming Jing finished his meal, he looked at Li Ling: "Officer Li, how is the case going?"

Xiaohong secretly pricked up her ears, this is what she cares most about.

"My colleagues will come this afternoon to bring Xu Jian back to Jiangzhou to accept legal sanctions, but Dr. Bo and I will continue to stay and trouble for a few days."

When she heard that Xu Jian was going to be taken to Jiangzhou, Xiao Hong was completely relieved.

It is best not to let her see Xu Jian again in the future.

Zheng Qing glanced at Li Ling and Bo Yuxun: "What is there to see in Siji Town, you are not here for sightseeing, are you?"

Li Lingpi smiled bluntly: "This is not Mr. Lao Qing's concern."

Zheng Qing curled her lips: "I know it even if I don't tell you."

Li Ling squinted his eyes calmly.

After eating, Xiaohong stayed to wash the dishes, and Mingjing took the reserved meals to the town's health center to visit sister Xu's husband.

He was hit with a sap by Xu Jian, and a gash was sewn on his head. Fortunately, he was fine.

Li Juan knocked on the door of Granny Yang's room with a bowl in her hand, "Grandma, I'll feed you."

"This is the noodle soup made by Master Mingjing's hands. It has a few Chinese medicines in it, which is easy to digest and absorb."

Granny Yang said gratefully: "Thank Master Ming Jing for me."

Li Juan rolled her eyes, "Mother-in-law, do you think I look familiar?"

Granny Yang's eyes were a little uncomfortable, and she squinted her eyes and approached.

When she saw Li Juan's face clearly, she suddenly yelled "ah" and sat up straight.

"you you……."

Li Juan narrowed her eyes, with a smile on her face: "Did mother-in-law finally recognize me?"

Granny Yang frowned suddenly, she thought of something and shook her head: "No... I mistook the person... I'm tired and want to rest, you go out first."

Hualuo lay down, stopped eating, turned over and left Li Juan on her back.