When the snow stopped, the pale golden sunshine passed through the clouds and fell on the eaves and steps.

As soon as Wen Jiu entered the gate of Wanhua temple, he met old man Xie and his party. There were pilgrims to pray for God around him, bustling and crowded.

She was struggling to avoid quietly or go up to hear the sound.

Looking left and right, Xie Xiaoliu suddenly brightened his eyes and cried "sister-in-law."

The little girl had a loud voice. With this cry, old lady Xie, third lady Xie and a group of maids all looked back.

Warm wine suddenly froze, "..."

"Ah Jiu!"

Mrs. Xie came first. She was afraid that Wenjiu would turn around and run away. She seemed to pull her in, "why did you come to Wanhua Temple today? What about Dongfeng people? Why didn't he accompany you out? This boy is really ”

The third lady asked several questions in a row and made the warm wine dizzy.

Fortunately, Wenjiu was born with a smiling face, and the corners of his lips rose slightly. In an instant, he became the God of wealth who was not stable in front of anyone.

When the third lady finished asking, Wen Sheng said, "come to the temple to burn incense, thank the gods for their protection, Xie Heng... Well, Dongfeng has something to do. Anyway, it's not far away. I can do it myself."

She used to call her eldest brother, but she was used to it.

Occasionally shout a big name, really want to shout small words or something, more or less intimate, some are not used to it.

The third lady didn't feel wrong at all. She pulled her to Mrs. Xie, smiled and said, "mother, the wine you remember every day is back. ”

Just a very natural sentence.

But when Wen Jiu looked at the old lady, she suddenly felt sour at the tip of her nose. She didn't say anything, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Those awkward thoughts seemed to disappear at this moment.

"Just come back."

Old lady Xie patted her hand gently. Her wrinkled face was full of pity. "I've suffered a lot outside. I've lost weight."

When we meet again, we don't mention the absurd past. Some are just the love for the younger generation in our eyes.

Wenjiu's eyes were glistening with water, smiled and said, "I didn't eat any bitterness, but I just miss my grandmother very much."

The words are picked up and said well.

But she has lived for so many years that few people treat her like a close relative.

When I left that day in anger, I said something like that. Later, I would inevitably feel sorry for the old lady and the Xie family.

"Silly boy."

With tears in her eyes, old lady Xie reached out and hugged her. Thousands of words turned into a sentence, "grandma knows you will come back."

The old man who has seen through the troubles of the world of mortals is only glad to come back for the younger generation.

Warm wine nose sour, gently rubbed on the old man's shoulder, whispered: "warm wine is unfilial, which makes grandma worried."

How loud the cruel words were, I regret it now.

Fortunately, Mrs. Xie is an open-minded person. She doesn't mention the original thing. It seems that nothing has happened. She affectionately pulls warm wine into the hall to burn incense and worship Buddha and make a devout wish.

With Mrs. Xie and little six and seven, the encounter became lively.

These days, the snow disaster in Nanzhou has made all the ministers have no peace of life. Naturally, those ladies in the family also have a posture of sharing their worries for the king, and many people come to Wanhua temple to pray.

Incense was in full bloom, and the hall was filled with smoke.

Just burning incense and candles have to line up and move forward a little.

In her spare time, Mrs. Xie also talked a lot with warm wine. After listening to the Sutra, she used vegetarian Zhai in Wanhua temple, and warm wine still remembered the business.

Before the old lady left, she said to her, "when spring comes, move back."

Wenjiu neither promised nor refused.

Mrs. Xie came up to the old lady and said, "mother, if you let her ah Jiu move back at this time, others will inevitably have some gossip."

Warm wine smell speech, my heart is a little strange.

The three aunts always despise the gossip of others. Why do they care more today?

The next moment.

She heard Xie Sanfu's humanity: "why don't we pick up a good day first, and when she and Dongfeng finish the wedding, we can take them home in good faith. That's good."

"My aunt is right!"

"Aunt, yes, yes!"

Xie Xiaoliu and Xiao Qi jumped up and applauded, and their innocent little faces smiled.

Warm wine: "

She knew she couldn't listen to the third lady.

Xie Wanjin's mouth is mostly a magic skill inherited from his mother.

Usually can't carry it.

The old lady took a deep look at the third lady and said with warm wine, "people say that it's not long or short in their life. The easiest thing to spend is youth. Wan Jin has conveyed the meaning of Xiao Wu. You don't have to worry now. Grandma can see everything when she lives to this age. Just want you to be good, so there's nothing else to ask for."

Warm wine nodded, "I know."

"On March 3 next year, the east wind will be 20."

The old lady said again.

The meaning is very clear.

Xie jiaerlang, twenty plus crown, can get a wife.

Warm wine and low eyes, Smiled and sent the old lady to the carriage.

Mrs. Xie didn't forget to say to her when she got on the carriage: "let's discuss the day. Remember to go home often when you're free."

Before leaving, little six and seven refused to go back to the house, holding Wenjiu's hand from left to right.

The old lady smiled helplessly and asked Wen Jiu to look at the two little ones. She went back to the house first with the third lady and a group of maid boys.

Wenjiu returned to the temple with two small. There are many people today. In the misty smoke, we can only see people coming and going.

The Buddha's voice is faint and the bell is loud. The gathering place of all living beings is the world of fireworks. The golden light of all Buddhas is surrounded in the main hall, and the Bodhisattva bows his eyebrows to listen to the requests of all living beings.

Little six and seven chattered on one side.

Wen Jiu listened and thought: where may Zhao Xi be now.

It's a coincidence.

The Qijue tower on the back mountain of Wanhua temple is closed to the fourth Prince Zhao fan. There is a ninth prince in the little bald donkey in the temple.

I don't know if the royal family has special affinity with the Buddha.

My thoughts are floating wildly.

Xie Xiaoqi suddenly asked, "sister-in-law, why did you turn back? But what wish has not been made just now?"

"Alas, you don't admit that you're stupid! Does sister-in-law seem to be the kind of person who will forget to make a wish and turn it back and make it again?"

Xie Xiaoliu is an extremely clever little girl. She took the warm wine hand and gently shook it. She motioned for her to bow down and listen to the whisper, "my sister-in-law doesn't even bring her eldest brother. Is it important to come here to do what? Or... Meet the person my eldest brother won't let you see?"

Warm wine, slight canthus, "..."

Although she didn't say anything, the little girl looked like I knew everything.

Xie Xiaoliu smiled, "really, who does your sister-in-law want to see?"

Warm wine whispered to her, "a... Destined person."