The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

Liu Piao Piao didn't understand why it suddenly became like this.

She didn't even have the courage to ask. If it was as she thought, how could she be?

Family on one side and justice on the other, how will she choose then?

She knelt before the Buddha for a long time, but she never found the answer.

In the front hall, Shen Yijia learned what was said in the book, knelt on the futon, and folded his hands in a fashionable manner: "The Bodhisattva is above..."

"This is a Buddha statue." Song Jingchen, who was standing aside, reminded.

Shen Yijia:  …

She cleared her throat with a dry cough, closed her eyes and changed her mouth to start again: "The Buddha is above, the believer's name is Shen Yijia, and today I have a chance to come to your temple with my husband and I have something to pray for.

Oh, by the way, the one who stands beside me and looks talented is the husband of the letter girl.

The believer did not ask for much, and the husband lost his close relative because of the rape.

I only hope that the Buddha will bless the husband to kill the enemy as soon as possible and avenge the hatred for the close relatives. If the husband can get what he wants, the believer is willing to abstain from eating meat for a month.

There is also a mother and four younger siblings in the family of the believer. I ask the Buddha to bless my mother with good health and a long life.

Brother Hao is a little stupid, let him be smart in the future, otherwise it will make people worry; Sister Huan likes to practice martial arts, so let her practice good skills; let Lin Shao carry forward the ancestral spices; Miaomiao I'm so sick..."

After talking a lot, Shen Yijia took a rest and continued.

"...Finally, after the husband has finished his revenge, it would be even better if he could have a few beautiful little dolls with the Xin girl, just like me, I can be like my husband. Anyway, I both look good, if you really don't know what to do The arrangement is that the female doll is like me, and the male doll is like my husband..."

Although it is a little inappropriate to ask for something to kill an enemy in front of the Buddha, Song Jingchen was still very moved, but the more he heard it later, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Somebody just doesn't know it yet.

"...It's better to give birth to four, two each. Of course, if you want to give more to the Buddha... uuuuu!"

Shen Yijia was talking vigorously, but she covered her mouth, and she stared at Song Jingchen with her big eyes inexplicably.

Song Jingchen tried his best to ignore the monks who had gathered at the door, twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "If you talk too much, the Buddha will forget it, so that's fine."

Shen Yijia blinked to show that she knew, and Song Jingchen let go of her.

"Buddha, you must remember me, the believer's name is Shen Yijia..."

Song Jingchen:  …

After half an hour of making a few wishes, Shen Yijia was finally pulled away by Song Jingchen.

The few monks who were left at the door looked at each other in dismay and breathed a sigh of relief.

This broken thought is really better than listening to the host chanting scriptures.

In addition to the main hall, there are several side halls that also house Buddha statues.

Song Jingchen noticed that Shen Yijia wanted to go in again, and with a twitch of his eyelids, he pulled the person out and said, "This Buddha has also worshipped, let's walk around again, or it will be dark in a while."

Shen Yijia thought it was justified and let him pull it, but unfortunately turned back and glanced at the Buddha statue in the side hall.

It seems that it looks different from the one I worshipped before. If one Buddha can't remember it, two or three can always remember one, right?

It got dark very early in winter, and it was too cold on the mountain, Song Jingchen took Shen Yijia around and sent the person back to the gate of the courtyard.

"Come in, I'll ask the novice to deliver the meal to your room in a while." Song Jingchen urged.

"Okay." Shen Yijia turned back three steps and entered the yard.

Seeing her back disappear, Song Jingchen chuckled helplessly, wanting a child to ask the Buddha...

Four doesn't seem to be a lot, he worked hard...

Song Jingchen held his forehead, he was thinking about something in a mess.

It didn't take long for a novice to send a vegetarian meal. The main food was potatoes, plus a plate of wild vegetables.

Xu Shi said too much, and Shen Yijia also felt very hungry at this time, and she ate cleanly after a while.

After eating, he took Mo Yuan straight to the front hall as soon as he rolled his eyes, so the babbling voice sounded again in the side hall in the afternoon.

"...Buddha, you must remember the name of the believer, the believer's name is Shen Yijia..."

...

Liu Piao Piao was awakened by a knock on the door, and when she opened her eyes, she realized that she had fallen asleep on the ground.

"Nah, are you in there?"

Outside the door was Zeng's gentle voice as always.

Liu Piaopiao hurriedly got up, tidied up her clothes and hair, and opened the door: "Mother, why are you here?"

"I heard Madam Liu say that you knelt all afternoon, how can you, a silly child, spoil your body like this?" Mrs Zeng reprimanded but was full of concern.

Madam Liu walked in and lit the oil lamp, and Mrs. Zeng could see that Liu Piao Piao's face was extremely bad.

In fact, Zeng Shi also knew that it had been like this since Caiyun disappeared without Liu Piaopiao.

Seeing her precious daughter is getting thinner and thinner, she can't do anything except make more supplements and deliver food she likes.

She thought it would be fine after a while, but she didn't expect her daughter to take Caiyun so seriously. If she had known earlier...

Mrs Zeng sighed, waved to let Liu and Cai go down, and personally helped Liu Piaopiao to sit down in front of the bed.

"Did you know that Caiyun didn't hang himself?" When Mr. Zeng said this, he seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.

No one wants to show their dark side to their children and personally break the good impression they have in her heart.

Liu Piao Piao's pupils shrank: "Mother!"

"Listen to what Mother said." Mrs Zeng took Liu Piaopiao's hands and put them on hers and patted them to reassure: "That girl probably didn't want to be kicked out, so she even thought of climbing on your father's bed."

After all, this is a matter between their husband and wife, and it is such a topic that Zeng Xu felt embarrassed and his face was not very good: "That day your father was busy in the study, and my mother happened to go over to deliver him supper.

Seeing her dressed up and sneaking around there, how could my mother give her this chance? …”

After praying in front of several Buddha statues in the side halls, I finally remembered my little friend and wanted to give my little friend a surprise, so I went around to the back of the house and was about to turn through the window to go in Shen Yijia: "Fuck, what a big melon.

She silently retracted the hand that had been placed on the windowsill, and in order not to embarrass the people inside, she crouched down and planned to slip away quietly.

Then I heard Liu Piaopiao's voice that was about to collapse: "What about the people who were resisted from Yaqiyuan? Are they also because they want to climb on father's bed? And we every one or two months. Is it really just for incense to come to Jing'an Temple once?

Mom, what are you and dad doing? "

"You, you already know?"

"I would rather I don't know anything, so that my father is still a great kind person who is praised by the people of Xunyang City; my mother is still the gentle and dignified living Bodhisattva who is reluctant to trample an ant to death.

Didn't you teach me to be an upright and kind person since I was a child? I grew up in your image, but what are you doing? "