Chapter 007 Meet

"Miss, the maidservant brought the things here."

Your mother, who has been trying to calm down, finally raised her head at this time, looked at her wife quickly, and took the wooden barrel in Ajiu's hand.

It's good to live. It's better to live than to die.

Lu Yi also came over, leaned over and looked at the wooden barrel full of fish fry in your mother's hand, and saluted to his wife, "Madam, the little master in the temple will send it to you later. Do you think you want to go back to the house to warm up first?"

How can a woman leave at this time? Even if she can't say anything and can't get close, she also hopes to be closer to her daughter.

"Yes, if you feel cold, go back to the house."

"I dare not." Lu Yi didn't dare to persuade any more. She bowed her head and stood aside and waited.

Zhang Hanqiu motioned Ru Niang to put the wooden barrel by the release pool, and made a premise in person, which was full of weight.

Just like a stranger, Zhang Hanqiu looked at the woman hesitantly and said hesitantly, "The little girl is weak. I don't know if I can ask my wife for help."

Lv Yi was about to scold, and the woman had said first, "It's okay, but this merit is half for me."

"I'm here to ask for a blessing for my mother. It's more or less the same."

The woman only felt that her chest was blocked, swollen and sore. She wanted to say something, and she was worried that her tone would reveal something wrong at this moment. She simply said nothing and approached the side of the barrel.

Zhang Hanqiu caught the other side.

At a very close distance, the two people's eyes intersect.

Zhang Hanqiu saw the forbearance in the woman's eyes, but the woman could only see a pair of dark eyes with nothing in them.

Such a pair of eyes should not belong to a 13-year-old child.

What happened to her daughter in the ten years she had to leave? Is that man really good to her daughter?

Most of the barrels of fish fry were sent to the release pool. At this moment, with the sound of entering the water, Zhang Hanqiu whispered in the woman's ear, "Mom, no matter what you hear in the future, you have to believe it. I will be fine."

Because of that mother, the woman bit her lip, and she was afraid that she would cry as soon as she opened her mouth.

Put down the wooden barrel, Zhang Hanqiu wiped his hand with an embroidered handkerchief and squatted down. "The little girl, thank you for your help. I dare not bother you again. The little girl will leave."

The woman just nodded with her back to her and said nothing.

No matter how reluctant she is, she can't keep people.

Only when she is good can her daughter be good. If she falls out of favor and is rejected, not only her son will not have a good life, but also Zhang Zetian and Wu may not care about her.

It was not until the little master in the temple sent the creatures over a while later that Lv Yi handed something to his wife's hand that he could see that he had cried.

However, her wife is not in a good mood when she comes to Qingyuan Temple every year, and she has no doubts.

The three masters and servants were a little far away from the yard, and your mother fell down.

"Your mother..." A Jiu was shocked and hurried forward to help people.

Your mother got up with her strength and looked up at the young lady's calm eyes. She couldn't ask a word at this time.

She didn't want to think about why the young lady came to Qingyuan Temple on her birthday. Why did the young lady know that there was a release pool here and insisted on coming here. It was not until she saw the lady standing in front of her who she thought had been killed for a long time that she was sure that the young lady knew that the lady was here

So, how did the lady, who has never left the door and didn't even have a handkerchief, know that her wife would come here on this day?

How did she learn that her wife was not dead?

But are these important?

No, it doesn't matter at all.

She feels proud.

Her young lady is so powerful, why should she worry that Wu's mother and daughter can coax the young lady?

No matter what the young lady wants to do or do, she will always help.

"Miss, the meal is over. If you don't go back, you will make those two suspicious."

Zhang Hanqiu squeezed his lips and finally said nothing.

She doesn't know what to say.

Your mother was relieved instead of asking her.

At this moment, Ru's mother had recovered and broke away from Ajiu's hand and asked her softly, "Why did you dump those two people?"

A Jiu lowered her head in embarrassment and lied in front of the Bodhisattva. She will definitely go to hell. "I heard that there is a very famous fast food in Qingyuan Temple, so I told them that the young lady wanted to eat that dish, and that the young lady would come back after releasing the life, so they didn

Ru Niang had a smile on her face, and she patted A Jiu's hand, without any intention of reproach.

A Jiu may not be smart enough, but she is honest, pure, and loyal to the young lady. She needs such a person around her.

The three of them gradually went away.

Two people jumped off the old tree not far from where the three of them had just stayed at the same time.

One of them is a jade-crowned brocade robe, about eighteen or nineteen years old. At first glance, he is a nobleman, while the other is dressed in white clothes and cloth shoes. He is a typical civilian dress with a beard on his face. He should be in his early thirties.

The two people with such disparate status should not be friends, but the atmosphere between them is not like master and servant.

"It's getting more and more interesting." The man in brocade was talking.

The man in cloth looked a little ugly. It was enough to surprise him that his sister, who died ten years ago, was still alive. He wanted to secretly ask what had happened ten years ago, but he saw a little girl who was like her sister who obviously went to see her sister with a purpose.

It was so far away that I couldn't hear what the two said, but their expressions clearly told him that they would not say nothing.

The frightened face of her sister shows that she didn't know that the little girl would come. They didn't make an appointment.

When I went home and asked about my nephew, I heard from my eldest brother that she was very good, but Zhang Zetian is now at his best and doesn't want to see their Xia family. For the sake of his nephew's good, they cut off contact.

But now, who will tell him what's going on?

"Zhang Zetian..." He gritted his teeth and called out the name. The man in cloth turned around and was about to leave. He was pulled by another person. "Are you going to find Zhang Zetian like this?"

"I'm not that stupid yet. Get out of here first."

"Don't you want to see your sister?"

"It's not the right time."

That's not what you said before. The man in brocade shrugged his shoulders and didn't poke his wound again. The guy turned his face, but he couldn't beat him. It's better to save some face for himself.

However, things are really getting more and more interesting.

Xiaolan's rented yard is not big, and the location is also in an inconspicuous place.

Xiaolan and Xiaomei were discussing whether to go out to find someone, when they saw Zhang Hanqiu and others coming in.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief and quickly greeted them.

"Sister, you're back. The maidservant is going to cook. You sit down and rest first."

The two of them are the people around the Wu family. They are not called the second lady like other servants in the house. Instead, they call her the eldest sister and the second sister of Zhang Qiaoer according to the Wu family. It is not beyond, but it also shows their different status in the heart of the master.

Zhang Hanqiu usually doesn't think of this at all, and he doesn't bother to care about it at this time.

I washed my hands under Ajiu's service, and the refreshing fast food made her eat half a bowl of rice more than when she was at home.

After dinner, Zhang Hanqiu rested for half an hour and then put on his hat and went out.

This time, she brought Xiaolan and Xiaomei with her.

I didn't see Master Xu Ming in the main hall. I was about to stop someone to ask, when I saw a little Shami, who was a little familiar, coming over.

"Is the benegator looking for the elder of Xu Ming?"

Elder? Zhang Hanqiu was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that the man was the elder of Qingyuan Temple. "Yes, Master Xuming promised the little daughter to preside over the legal affairs for me. I don't know where to find him?"

"There is no need to look for it. The elder asked the beneer to come and let the little monk take you to the Qingming Hall."

"Thank you very much, little master."

"Amitabha, the benegist, please follow the little monk."

Compared with the main hall, the Qingming Hall can only be regarded as a small hall, but it is enough to do magic.

At this time, the chanting in it came out with the sound of wooden fish. Zhang Hanqiu only felt that his chaotic heart slowly settled down, and his state of mind was unprecedentedly clear.

"The elder is doing the noon class. Please wait for a moment."

"Master, go ahead. I'm not in a hurry. It's okay to wait for the master to finish his homework."

Seeing that she respected the elder so much, Xiaosami smiled and showed two deep dimples. "The benegator has a good temperament. There are many things to do in the main hall, and the little monk retreats."

Zhang Hanqiu returned the salute and really waited quietly outside.

The two people who followed not far away looked at each other and waited quietly.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the sound inside stopped. Zhang Hanqiu straightened his hat and walked in.

"Coming." Xu Ming turned the Buddha's pearl and looked up at her.

Zhang Hanqiu said, "Thank you for your trouble, Master."

"It's not a bother. Let's start. What do you have to explain?"

Zhang Hanqiu shook his head slightly, and the curtain on the curtain shook, "It's up to the master, Alan."

Xiaolan hurriedly presented the silver ticket.

Zhang Hanqiu did not hand the silver ticket to Xu Ming, but to the big monk standing behind him.

She always felt that giving the money to Master Xu Ming was a stain on him.

The monk took it and put it away without looking at it. He turned around to prepare.

It didn't take long for the monks, large and small, to come in and sat down on the group, with a stable expression and eyebrows.

Zhang Hanqiu also knelt down on a Putian group and turned around and said, "Amei, Alan, I want to stay here for a while to pray for my mother. Go and do your work."

The two looked at each other and retreated without objection.

When the two went far away, Zhang Hanqiu looked up and said, "Master, my mother has been gone for ten years, so don't recite the curse of rebirth. As a child, I always hope that my parents will always be by my side, so I want to ask the master to read some scriptures for my mother to eliminate disasters and pray for

After seeing her two maidservants away, Xu Ming knew that she had something to say, and he had been waiting.

But he didn't expect to wait for such a thing.

The always turbulent heart seemed to be thrown down by a stone, with shallow ripples, sighed under the empty heart, and answered.

I don't know whose parents are so cruel that they are willing to make such a sensible child sad.

"What do you think she looks like at this time?" Your Highness, the man in Jinfu looked at the blue sky with his hands around his chest, as if he was asking the people around him, as if he was talking to himself.

The man in cloth didn't say anything, but his heart was like being grabbed and rubbed hard, which made him feel uncomfortable even to breathe.