Rebirth of the dumb husband and wife

Chapter 36 Seeking Children

Nanyin Temple is located halfway up the mountain. The group climbed for about half an hour before reaching the entrance of the temple. Two little monks stepped forward and welcomed them in.

"Are several donors here to offer incense or to ask for a lottery?"

Yan Chi walked in the front, took Song Jinshu's hand and bowed slightly, without even looking at Shen Yuxiu, "Let's ask for a lottery and pray to Buddha."

Shen Yuxiu smiled helplessly, Looking at Yan Chi's thin back, he pulled his parents and followed another little monk to the front hall to hand over incense and money.

"The child with a mole between his eyebrows is really beautiful." Mother Shen was still talking, "It's a pity that he's already married. You can see that his cinnabar mole is so red, he must be able to give birth to a boy."

"Mother!" Shen Yuxiu couldn't bear it any longer. He interrupted his mother's words, and he clearly felt that Yan Chi's mood plummeted when he went up the mountain, and he didn't have to think that it must be because of his mother's words.

"Song Gongzi is already married, it's not good for you to arrange him behind his back like this."

Shen's mother was taught by her son, and her face looked bad now, she flung her hand at the old man and lost her temper, "Look at your son, come to the capital. I dare to talk back to his mother when I have a future. Who am I saying all this for? Who am I looking forward to with my hard work? He doesn't appreciate it."

Shen Yuxiu looked at his father helplessly, and both father and son had a tacit understanding. He chose to be silent, not letting the little monk who was leading the way in front of him read the joke again.

"You two sons, in front of you is your incense hall." The

little monk bowed slightly with his hands folded, and brought the two to the incense hall in the back hall.

Yan Chi often comes to Nanyin Temple, and the incense money offered is countless. The temple will specially build their own incense hall for the pilgrims who come frequently, so there is no need to crowd with the pilgrims in the front hall.

"Thank you little master."

Song Jinshu bowed with Yan Chi, looked at the environment here with some curiosity, and followed behind Yan Chi into the small incense hall.

There are also temples in Licheng, but they are not as formal as Nanyin Temple. Most of them are built next to the land of the gods in the city. It is a small building, covered with wooden tiles, and the incense is always on.

Yan Chi handed Song Jinshu three incense sticks, and the milky white smoke curled up and circled up. Song Jinshu looked at the Guanyin statue on the left through the smoke, and the lotus seat under her feet seemed to come alive.

Yan Chi went to the front hall to find the master to repay, Song Jinshu bit his lip and knelt down in front of the Guanyin seat.

He couldn't say anything nice and eloquent, so he just recited his wishes in his heart, then kowtowed three times reverently, got up and put the incense in the incense burner.

There were also three burnt wooden sticks stuck on the incense ashes, apparently left by the last worshiper.

Song Jinshu finished worshiping Guanyin and Yanchi had not come back. He was bored waiting in the incense hall, so he simply lifted the curtain and walked into the backyard full of linden trees.

The leaves of Bodhi are green, and there are many Bodhi fruits on the branches of a Bodhi tree facing the incense hall. The green skin is against the sunlight.

Song Jinshu lowered his head and picked up the still intact bodhi fruit under his feet, wrapped it in a handkerchief and put it in his arms, thinking of waiting for Yan Cheng's birthday to give him a bracelet he polished by himself.

While bending over to pick it up, the sound of dead branches being stepped on came from behind.

Song Jinshu was startled and jumped up from the spot, and quickly turned his head to stare at the person behind him.

The visitor was dressed in a black shirt and had a long sword inlaid with gold pinned to his waist. Seeing Song Jinshu turn back, the sunlight sparsely fell on Song Jinshu's shoulders through the branches, and the light spots jumped gently on his face.

This life is so beautiful.

"Did the little son come to Nanyin Temple to ask for an autograph and worship Buddha?" The man took a step forward, showing a smile that he thought was very friendly, but he never thought that Song Jinshu would also take a step back with his actions, "This is where pilgrims live. You can't come in casually in the backyard."

Song Jinshu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked around in a panic. After he couldn't find anyone who could help him, he closed his eyes a little helplessly.

He pointed to the incense hall with the red tile roof behind the man, stumbling and said, "I, worship Buddha."

The man immediately understood some nonsensical words, and looked at the curtain behind him, which was blown by the breeze, inside the incense hall. There are three burning incense sticks in the incense burner in front of Guanyin.

He looked at Song Jinshu's frightened expression with amusement, and couldn't help but want to tease him, and then took another step forward to narrow the distance between the two.

"Following the family? What wish did you make?"

Song Jinshu was timid, and because he hadn't spoken for nearly half a year, he subconsciously pursed his lips and said nothing in the face of the man's question.

After a while, I felt a little rude, so I murmured: "Follow, big, big brother, here." Then

he looked up at the man cautiously, feeling that he was too tall and mighty, "Come to ask for a child." The

man's eyes With a trace of regret, such a beautiful and lovely person has actually become a pro, and he has no chance at all. But he still couldn't help but want to talk to

Song Jinshu more, "My name is Liu Cong, I'll come with my master to offer incense, what is the name of the little son?"

A man in a green robe came out again, with a high waist and abdomen, and one hand supported the lower back.

"A Cong, don't embarrass the young master."

After speaking, he bowed slightly towards Song Jinshu, and said apologetically, "The guards at home are ignorant, and if I bumped into the young master just now, I will apologize for him."

Song Jinshu waved his hands again and again, watching the man suddenly bent over and hugged him. The height is scary. His belly, and cold sweat poured out of his forehead instantly.

Liu Cong could no longer see the meaning of jokes in his eyes, exclaimed "Princess" and quickly stepped forward to stabilize the man's arm, and helped the man to turn and leave the backyard.

Song Jinshu no longer had the time to enjoy the scenery in the backyard, so he went to find his elder brother along the stone path. On the way, he met a master who sold Ping An Talisman. He bought one for Yan Chi and Yan Cheng, and put them into his sleeves carefully.

There is a bamboo forest behind the front hall, which grows well and reaches into the sky. As soon as Song Jinshu approached, he heard a conversation coming from inside. Just as he was about to avoid it, he felt that the voice sounded familiar.

"Don't make trouble, your parents are still in the temple."

"Then don't be angry with me, I can see that you are not happy."

"I am not unhappy, you let me go first."

"I won't let go. , I'm afraid that I will run away as soon as I let you go."

This voice sounded like Yan Chi and the young master Shen they met when they went up the mountain.

Song Jinshu was curious and unwilling to spy on other people's privacy, holding the bodhi fruit wrapped in a handkerchief in his arms, and wanting to go back the same way, he saw Yan Chi being hugged by Shen Yuxiu in front of him and kissed in the gap of the bamboo.

He stepped back in surprise and broke a dead branch.

"Let me go!" Yan Chi blushed, struggling to leave Shen Yuxiu's embrace.

"Who's where?"

Song Jinshu trotted back to the backyard, covering his mouth, leaning against the stone wall for breath.