Xiao Yin looked at Zhen Qingyin, feeling even more strange in her heart, and said lightly: "There are many sufferings in the world, not just Qingyue Temple. How can you control everything, all compassion and sadness? The emperor in the palace can't control it. Can't handle it.
We are just born into a good child, and we will help if we can. Besides, we just want to live our lives well. If you live a good life, there will be one less pitiful person in the world. "
Zhen Yuanyuan choked, not knowing how to refute, and looked at Zhen Qingyin for help.
Zhen Qingyin pretended not to see it and signaled Du Ruo to bring Qingyue'an's snacks. Du Ruo hesitated for a moment and then brought it over.
Zhen Qingyin picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake. She wanted to try everything. She couldn't eat so much, so she broke it in half. She was about to give the other half to Du Ruo to eat. Zhen Yuanyuan snatched it away with her hands and took a big bite with tears in her eyes: "I Try it too!”
So cute.
Zhen Qingyin pursed her lips and smiled, then slowly tasted the other half.
The taste is not bad. In the future, when she becomes a monk, she will eat cakes in different ways every day. There should be a nun in Qingyue Nunnery who is good at making cakes.
The second pastry is walnut cake.
Zhen Qingyin chewed it a few times and her eyes lit up.
The little nun added a little salt to the walnut cake, which was sweet and slightly salty!
After traveling to ancient times for so long, it was the first time to eat sweet and salty snacks.
She immediately gave Qingyue An an eight-point score, and whether it could be a nine or ten, she had to observe and observe again. She couldn't just listen to the one-sided words of the nunnery owner, and couldn't just look at the surface.
Zhen Yuanyuan felt that Qingyue'an's snacks were not as delicious as those made by her own chef, but thinking about those abandoned baby girls, she still carefully picked up four and a half pieces of her sister's and ate them.
"Mom, when I return to the capital, I will publicize Qingyue Nunnery with my relatives and friends, so that more people can come to the nunnery to burn incense and donate more money for sesame oil, so that those abandoned babies can have homes to return to and food to eat. Have something to wear.”
She had never thought about adopting a baby into her family, because she knew it was impossible and neither her parents would allow it, nor the old lady.
When the maids heard this, they felt warm in their hearts.
Those abandoned baby girls reminded them of themselves.
The second girl helped them, as if she had also redeemed them.
The second girl must be really kind-hearted.
As for the eldest girl, their mood is a little complicated. The eldest girl is also kind, otherwise she would not donate all her pocket money to the nunnery, but she still feels that she is cold and cold-hearted.
Maybe it's because she didn't shed tears like the second girl.
Xiao Yin was quiet for a moment. Seeing that Zhen Qingyin didn't answer, he was not sure what she was thinking, so she stopped her with a smile: "No! As the saying goes, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Qingyue Temple is not famous, and not many people know about it. , this place is so pure, and there are no messy people to disturb it. Once it becomes famous, more pilgrims will come, which will disturb the purity of the masters and wives."
She spoke cryptically, and it took Zhen Yuanyuan a long time to figure out what she was saying. She swallowed her snack and nodded in realization: "Mom, you are so considerate. From now on, we will come often and donate more money to help the homeless." The children who have returned can still accumulate virtue."
"That's how it should be."
Zhen Qingyin then agreed unhurriedly: "Second Aunt is as careful as her hair."
Little Yinshi was speechless, Qingyin could not react slower than Yuanyuan.
Probably faster than her reaction.
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After eating tea and snacks, Xiao Yin's bones ached all over her body and she wanted to take a rest, leaning on the kang to take a nap.
Zhen Yuanyuan couldn't wait, so she took Zhen Qingyin out for a stroll, and distributed snacks to the little nuns and children. The children politely thanked them and called them Living Bodhisattvas.
Seeing them smiling happily, Zhen Yuanyuan also rolled her eyes with laughter.
Like an elf who accidentally fell into the world.
Zhen Qingyin tucked the broken hair behind her ears, and Zhen Yuanyuan said shyly: "Thank you, sister."
"Yeah." Zhen Qingyin responded.
Zhen Yuanyuan saw the children walking towards the woods and shouted, "What are you doing?"
The little nun walking at the end pointed to the back of the woods and answered timidly but loudly: "There is a small stream flowing down the mountain over there. Every Lantern Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, we will put lanterns here."
Zhen Qingyin's heart skipped a beat and she quickly composed herself.
Wei Ji is not here.
No matter how coincidental it was, it was hard for him, a grown man, to come to the nunnery.
Zhen Yuanyuan said excitedly: "Sister, let's go and have a look too!"
Zhen Qingyin wanted to pretend to be sprained, but Zhen Yuanyuan had already pulled her away.
She had drooped eyebrows and a look of decline on her face.
System: [Pfft—add some brine to the tofu, and one thing will be reduced. Your weakness is the trumpet. Host, what are you afraid of? The male protagonist is not here, and he might have gone down the mountain and returned to the capital long ago. He is a prince and takes care of everything, unlike you, who spends all day doing nothing. Look at you, you look like a frightened bird. 】
Zhen Yuanyuan thought she was walking slowly, so she ran ahead.
Zhen Qingyin followed slowly, and replied with neither salt nor blandness: "Aren't you showing off?"
System: [Well, it’s messed up, so I’m letting myself go. If I don’t like it, I’ll yell at you to relieve my anger. 】
"When you weren't showing off, didn't you also attack me personally in various ways? Is there any difference?"
[Yes, the mentality is different. I used to hate that iron cannot become steel, but now I feel happy whenever I want. 】
"Keep showing up, please."
Zhen Qingyin stopped paying attention to the system and came to the stream.
Zhen Yuanyuan has become involved with the people in Qingyue Temple, and two lively little nuns taught her how to tie lanterns.
She pulled Zhen Qingyin to sit on the pony, not caring that the brocade clothes were caught by the wooden thorns on the pony, chattering patiently, explaining to Zhen Qingyin patiently, and teaching her step by step how to make lanterns.
She herself did it in a crooked and ugly way, but Zhen Qingyin, her apprentice, did it in a decent way.
Zhen Yuanyuan was envious: "Sister, your hands are so skillful!"
Zhen Qingyin handed the lotus lantern to her smoothly: "It's for you."
"No, no, no, sincerity leads to wisdom. Let's each put up our own lights. Mine is a bit ugly, but it is very ugly. Sister, do you think it is ugly and cute at the same time?" Zhen Yuanyuan raised her hand. The longevity peach lantern rotates in the hand.
Zhen Qingyin smiled: "It's quite unique, as if it was bitten by insects seven or eight times in different places."
Zhen Yuanyuan immediately answered: "It means my peach is sweet!"
"Yes, it's so sweet!" Zhen Qingyin pinched her cheek gently, her eyes filled with broken light.
Not only are peaches sweet, people are even sweeter.
Zhen Yuanyuan heard her complimenting herself, so she felt shy, smiled, and turned back to ask the nun to borrow a candle.
The little nun brought seven or eight candles and cut them into small pieces with a knife.
The candle tips were prettier and easier to light, so she gave two candle tips to the Zhen sisters, specially cutting them longer.
The nunnery usually lights up the lights at night, but in order to take care of the generous guests, it was changed to now.
For a moment, lights of various shapes flowed down the water, some were beautifully and delicately made, some were crooked, and some were ingenious.
Zhen Yuanyuan wrote her wish behind her back, her face was a little hot, she put on the lamp first, and then urged Zhen Qingyin to write her wish quickly and put out the lamp quickly.
Xiao Yin had been resting for a while, her body was exhausted, but she had something on her mind and couldn't sleep. She got up to look for them. Seeing that they were in high spirits, she rewarded them with a bunch of copper coins, bought a lantern from a little nun, wrote down her wish, and put it on the Into the creek.
