After the Jiang family figured out the truth, they quickly went to recover Cha Jiu.
At this time, Shen Suyuan was helping Chajiu get on the carriage and preparing to return to Lianhua Temple.
Mrs. Jiang's steps were slow and her face was full of tears. With the help of the maid, she quickly caught up: "Yu'er! Wait!"
Cha Jiu stopped and turned around to look at her, his expression calm.
"What else does the donor have to do?"
Seeing her cold attitude, Mrs. Jiang recalled how she always hugged her legs when she was a child, looking up at her little face like snow and saying "Mother, give me a hug", and couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
"What happened in the past was all my mother and father's fault. It was because we didn't understand people well and mistakenly believed in the villain's words that we separated from you. Now we all know that we were wrong. Yu'er, can you go home?"
Mr. Jiang experienced these successive blows, his hair grew white on his temples, and he suddenly seemed much older.
He also tried hard to persuade: "Yes, Yu'er, even if the bones are broken and the tendons are connected, the blood ties between relatives cannot be broken. You can stay and we will have a good reunion as a family."
Shen Qi, who was on the side, sneered: "When you used money to buy off your kinship, and when you used the evil spirits to suppress Master Yu Jing, didn't you mention that this blood tie can't be broken?"
Shen Suyuan said calmly to Cha Jiu: "Get in the car and ignore them."
The Jiang family and his wife were completely panicked.
Mrs. Jiang took out a peace jade ring worn by children, put it into Chajiu's hand without hesitation, and said with tears:
"Before you were born, I went to the temple to pray for peace for two months. I prayed to the Buddha every day for you to be born safely and that your life would go smoothly. Yu'er, my mother also loved you!"
Chajiu lowered his eyes and looked at the safety button, loneliness flashed in his eyes.
Shen Suyuan, who had been paying attention to her, noticed it.
Yes, no matter how open-minded and unstained the world is, a person was born in the arms of his mother. How could he not long for the care of his relatives at all, and not feel sad about being ignored and abandoned?
Shen Suyuan held Cha Jiu's hand tightly, his eyes turned, and his sharp gaze fell on the Jiang family and his wife.
The terrifying eyes were like those of an angry beast, with blood in the whites of his eyes.
The couple were frightened and took a few steps back.
"Have you said enough?" Shen Suyuan looked at the two of them coldly.
"You are sterile and treat your daughter like an object. You can send her to the nunnery if you want, and throw her away to the evil people if you want. Now that you know her benefits, you want to take her back with an affectionate face. "
His eyes were filled with contempt and his thin lips mocked: "If Jiang Yu is really the reincarnation of Buddha Lotus, do you deserve to be related to her?"
"You want her? Ha." Shen Suyuan's eyes were gloomy, murderous intent emerged: "Then you have to ask about the knife in my hand."
After saying that, his big palm fell on the saber at his waist, as if he was so angry at this shameless couple that he was about to draw the sword to kill anyone at any time.
Cha Jiu stretched out her warm hand, pressed it on the back of his hand, and shook her head at him.
"Donor Jiang." Chajiu turned to Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang and said calmly: "The relationship between you and me is shallow to begin with, so I can't blame others."
"Although Xu Banxian is an evil-minded person, if you two are upright and never harm anyone or do anything wrong, you will naturally not attract such people around you."
Mr. Jiang's eyes wandered, as if he had a guilty conscience.
Chajiu's words really touched his sore spot.
There are many more famous masters inside and outside Hengzhou, but why has the Jiang family reused Xu Banxian for so many years?
That's because only Xu Banxian can use some heresy to help Mr. Jiang frame his business rivals and make the Jiang family earn more.
Unexpectedly, these harmful methods would in turn harm Mr. Jiang himself.
Mrs. Jiang didn't know about this business matter, so she cried in panic: "Yu'er, are you really so heartless?"
At this moment, a beggar woman in ragged clothes and a baby in her arms ran over in despair and knelt down in front of Cha Jiu.
"Master, please save my child!" The woman burst into tears, pitiful for the child in her arms who was less than one year old but was infected with smallpox and had a high fever.
Seeing that it was smallpox, Shen Suyuan quickly blocked Cha Jiu behind him.
In this era, smallpox was still an incurable disease, and many sick children had to rely on survival, luck, and the mercy of illusory gods and Buddhas.
So is this woman.
She is a beggar herself and has little money. The kind-hearted doctor gave her the medicine on credit, but the child's condition still did not improve.
The enlightened monk in the temple gave her two copper coins and said, "If someone is willing to accept these coins and exchange his blessings for your child, then this person is the destined person who can save the child."
Unfortunately, the woman walked back to the city from the temple and asked hundreds of people along the way, but no one was willing to accept the copper coin.
After all, who is willing to exchange his blessings, and possibly his lifespan, to a stranger for the price of two copper coins?
Therefore, although the woman came to Cha Jiu to ask for help, she also knew that there was little hope.
"I had smallpox when I was a child, so don't be too afraid." Cha Jiu said to Shen Suyuan.
After saying that, she overcame his obstruction, came to the woman, and accepted the copper coins.
The woman was stunned.
Others were also shocked.
Looking at the baby in the woman's arms, whose face was red and breathing weakly, Chajiu's eyes were filled with pity, as if stained with wet mist.
She leaned down, closed her pure eyes, put her forehead against the baby's burning face, and said slowly: "I am destined to be with you, and now I will transfer my blessings to you. I hope you can survive this disaster. Good health in this life.”
Her tone was gentle and compassionate, like the Sanskrit sounds of gods and Buddhas descending to earth to live in the world.
The woman could no longer hold back her tears, trembling and crying, so choked that she could hardly make a sound.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you..." She didn't know what else to say, so she could only keep kowtowing to Chajiu to thank her.
It turns out that there really are incarnations of gods and Buddhas in the world!
A gust of breeze blew by, and the child in the woman's arms seemed to have subsided some of the high fever, and the pale face became more colorful.
When Mrs. Jiang saw this scene, her figure swayed.
Annoyance, guilt, jealousy, these emotions filled her heart.
My daughter is willing to share her blessings even with strangers, but she is so indifferent to them, her biological parents, which shows how deeply they have broken her heart!
Master Jiang supported his wife and watched Cha Jiu and Shen Suyuan get into the carriage and leave without looking back.
This time, they knew there was no way back.
Everything is waterlogged.
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The carriage drove slowly towards the city gate.
Shen Suyuan broke the silence: "Okay, don't be sad. It will be your blessing to sever ties with such a family member."
Chajiu raised her eyes and said, "I'm not sad. In fact, I knew there would be such a result a long time ago."
Chen Suyuan looked at her calm face, and it turned out that she was still the same pure-minded person with no trace of worldliness.
He sneered: "Is there nothing in this world that can arouse your mortal heart?"
Cha Jiu looked at him blankly: "What?"
"It's nothing." Shen Suyuan felt that her untainted appearance was not interesting, so he changed the topic: "Now that you have severed your relationship with the Jiang family, have you completely ended your relationship with the world and are ready to cut off your hair and become a bald nun?" Already? "
To his surprise, Cha Jiu shook his head.
She said seriously: "I have calculated that the earthly connection that prevents me from becoming a monk and serving the Buddha is not my kinship with the Jiang family."
Shen Suyuan was stunned and couldn't help but ask: "If it's not kinship, what is it?"
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There is another chapter that is being written in a hurry. Let’s read it tomorrow.
