Master Hui'en was about to contact Shen Feiduo, so he nodded and said: "This donor, please come with me."
Shen Fei thought she hadn't introduced herself yet, so she explained sheepishly: "Master Hui'en, my name is Shen Fei, and this is my son Xiao Fubao. Can you please help us take a look."
Shen Fei thought about the fact that Xiao Fubao had a good fortune, and said proudly: "My Zaizai is very lucky, his fortune is a good fortune."
Hui En saw that Shen Fei was so straightforward and she was a very easy-to-understand little woman.
Although she is a married woman, she still maintains her innocence.
Princess Jiang heard that Shen Fei's surname was Shen, and she didn't associate her with the people at the New Year's Eve banquet, so she didn't recognize her.
"Your surname is Shen? Does your natal family have any relationship with the Yao family?" Princess Jiang asked.
Even the nanny who followed the old princess had been paying attention to Shen Fei for a long time.
When Shen Fei saw the old princess taking the initiative to speak, she smiled and said, "Hello, madam, my natal family has nothing to do with the Yao family."
The nun next to the old princess said: "The girl looks kind-hearted, and her face shape is somewhat similar to our old lady!"
Mammy has served the old princess since she was a child, so she naturally knows what the old princess looked like when she was young.
When she first saw Shen Fei, she was very excited, so she said this too much.
Shen Fei smiled and said meaningfully: "That's really fate. Maybe the old lady and I are related by blood!"
The old princess's mind suddenly moved, "I wonder how old you are this year."
"Fifteen years old, the same age as Jiang Zhufei."
The old princess was shocked, "You...you actually know Zhu Fei."
Shen Fei nodded, "Old madam, Tang Zhiling is my husband-in-law. Jiang Zhuyue and Jiang Zhufei and I both know each other."
The old princess nodded, knowing that this girl was the widow rumored all over the capital, so she became less interested.
"Well, that's really fate."
The old princess didn't want to say any more, "Then you guys go about your business first. I've finished my work and I'll leave first."
Shen Fei naturally saw it. She said she was Tang Zhiling's wife, and the old lady said goodbye, which meant that she cared about her identity.
So he nodded, "Then I'll say goodbye. Madam, go slowly."
Shen Fei didn't hesitate and came to Master Hui'en, "Master, let's go. Please show me what I said about my signature."
Master Hui'en was not in a hurry to leave just now. He was just looking at the faces of Shen Fei and the old lady. He vaguely saw something, but he did not dare to confirm it.
However, the vitality of the Jiang family is related to the little benefactor in front of them.
But Donor Yao seemed to reject Donor Shen.
Forget it, everything in the world is all about fate, the cycle of cause and effect, whether it is a crisis or an opportunity, is often a matter of a thought.
I can't force it even half a bit.
The secret must not be revealed!
Master Hui En recited Amitabha in his heart.
"Okay, Donor Shen, please come with me."
Shen Fei hurriedly followed, and Qiao Shan passed by the old princess holding little Fubao in his arms.
When the old princess saw little Fubao, she didn't quite believe her eyes.
Just now, her attention was focused on Shen Fei, but now that she saw how similar Little Fubao was to the late emperor, the old princess' eyes were very complicated.
Thinking of her husband who died young, the old princess became unhappy when she looked at little Fubao.
However, this child was brought by Mrs. Shen, so who was her former husband?
The old princess had many questions in her mind.
It seems that the origin of Shen Fei is also worthy of attention.
Also, did she mean something when she just mentioned the blood relationship?
Thinking of this, the old princess turned around to take another look at Shen Fei, but at this time, Shen Fei had already walked to the backyard with Master Hui'en.
"Princess, is that girl a child of the Jiang family?" the old woman asked cautiously.
The old princess quickly turned the prayer beads in her hand, "This Shen is indeed very weird. Go back and find someone to investigate."
"yes!"
Shen Fei followed to the tea room in the backyard, where Master Hui En entertained guests.
When he arrived at the place, Qiao Shan put down Little Fubao and let him sit on the futon by himself, but he did not leave. He also wanted to know what Master Hui En and Shen Fei were talking about.
Little Fubao is small and fat, sitting on the futon, which is really funny.
Little Fubao was not like other children. He was looking at Master Hui En like a little adult.
Master Hui En looked at Little Fubao's appearance carefully and met Little Fubao's unblinking eyes.
Master Hui'en recited, "Amitabha, seeing the little donor today is like meeting an old friend."
When Shen Fei saw the master just looking at Zai Zai, she sighed with emotion: "Master, can you take a look at Zai Zai and see what his fate is like?"
Shen Fei just asked casually, she didn't believe in fate.
I ask this just because most people come to temples because they want to help those enlightened monks to see their future.
She is not exempt from vulgarity, she just wants to hear something nice.
Master Hui'en looked at the little Fu Bao and sighed: "The old monk can't see through the future of the little benefactor."
Shen Fei nodded and continued: "Yes, he is still too young and hasn't grown up yet. The shape of his face will also change, so he doesn't look normal.
Master Hui'en, take a closer look at me. My appearance will not change. What do you think of me? "
Master Hui'en looked at Shen Fei's face carefully and was very confused. This was obviously the face of the young man who died young. Why did it change?
Master Hui'en couldn't see through either. He shook his head. After all these years, there were very few people he couldn't see through.
"Donor Shen is very good!"
Master Hui En said vaguely.
Shen Fei was not very satisfied. This old host seemed unreliable.
She showed her lower and lower signatures and Xiao Fubao's upper and lower signatures to Master Hui'en. "Master, look at my signature. Mine is a lower and lower signature. Isn't it unlucky?"
Shen Fei still attaches great importance to this point, she is afraid that others will stumble her.
But recently she has been very honest and has really not offended anyone. No one should want to deal with her!
Master Hui'en looked at the signature and explained: "Donor Shen, there is no need to panic. As long as you have a clear conscience, you can turn disaster into good luck."
Shen Fei: "......"
Well, turning bad luck into good luck, does this mean that she will be in danger, or will she be unlucky recently?
"Master Hui'en, if I donate a little more sesame oil money, can all disasters be resolved?"
Master Hui En: "......"
He can't guarantee this guarantee!
Moreover, asking for a signature also depends on luck, and it is not guaranteed to happen.
"Donor Shen, sincerity leads to spiritual success!"
Shen Fei: "......"
Well, this master is also a cunning old man, and his words are always ambiguous.
"Qiao Yu, let's donate one hundred taels of lamp oil money!"
"Yes, ma'am!"
Shen Fei was still generous, after all, she was in the important place of Buddhism!
When Shen Fei and his party were about to leave, she actually saw a few small houses near the temple, "Qiao Shan, where is that place? It doesn't look too far away."
Qiao Shan replied: "Madam, that is Xiaoyun Temple."
