In the end, the old woman gave up the idea of letting her son marry Dr. Chenrelu. After all, the doctors clearly stated that the family had a husband and sons and daughters, and now even their great monks in the Western Antarctic Continent have become their servants.
To be honest, the old woman is a little bit shy.
Such a female doll, who seems to have no other advantages except for her superior temperament and good temper, can allow a reserved monk to step in regardless of the fact that others already have a family. It can be seen that this female doll has superb skills and is not afraid of overturning.
Her son can't play it.
This really became a family with people, who can stand a son with a green head.
The old woman is also a resolute person, she simply said: "Since Dr. Chenrelu has a heart, the old woman will not force you."
With that, she was about to leave.
There are so many women, there will always be a suitable son.
Dr. Hellebore is too high for her.
Rong Xian didn't want her to leave so simply, how could Rong Xian, who was disgusted for nothing, forget it.
"Old lady, don't leave in a hurry." Rong Xian stepped forward to stop the person unhurriedly, and flicked off a marriage thread on the old lady's body without a trace.
A poor old man who was still wandering in the street looked stunned, and suddenly wanted to go to a small tea shop on a whim, drink tea and listen to books.
He stumbled and walked in a certain direction, with an urgency that he hadn't even noticed.
In the tea shop, Rong Xian and the old woman were deadlocked for a while.
The old woman compared the heights of the two of them, looked at the youth and beauty of the other party and her old age, and lowered her eyes unhappily: "What do you want to do?"
After confirming his eyes, he is someone who cannot be beaten.
The old woman admitted and said, "We are guarded by a monk master here. If you dare to be rough, the monk grandpa in the temple will not let you go."
Rong Xian was given the title of Grandpa Monk. She couldn't help but glanced at the Buddha child one after another. Can she be called Grandpa even with such a tender and tender appearance
He was about the same as calling the old woman grandma.
Rong Xian's eyes gave the Buddha a burst of fire, and he silently recited Amitabha in his heart before he suppressed it.
Of course, it is completely different from the taste of reciting Amitabha Buddha out of my c without self. He is very sincere.
Rong Xian said to the old woman gently, "Don't be afraid."
The old woman swallowed her throat: "..." Then don't scare me.
She was panting heavily, but she didn't make a sound.
Rong Xian was not surprised, but smiled and said, "Even if we can't be a family, we can choose to be friends."
old woman: ?
The Buddha had a bad premonition in his heart.
Then, he saw that Rong Xian, the goddess, brought the old woman to him, and introduced it familiarly: "Old sister, I know that you have a twenty-two son, although my son is not by your side, But I'm still here."
This is the same as a man showing off that his wife is not with his concubine.
It's rubbish.
Rong Xian didn't realize that something was wrong, she glanced at Buddha's face that had swallowed a fly, turned a blind eye and said, "Although my little waiter is beautiful, his identity is not on the table, without the consent of my family, I can only Follow me so namelessly."
She sensed that the old man's footsteps stopped at the corner outside the tea shop, and the smile deepened in her eyes.
She looked at the old woman with a face #we are so familiar#, #how can I not think about your enthusiasm if it's good, and said: "If the old sister likes it, there are a lot of servants in my family, I can give you one or two. ."
The beautiful Buddha:…
The old woman completely forgot her previous fear, her face flushed red, and then her face turned black again as if thinking of something, she stammered, "No, there's no need for that."
As she is getting old, she really can't keep a face.
Cough, the dead ghost old man is still alive, she is afraid that she will sink into the pond with a green hat.
The old woman was a little bit tongue-tied, she couldn't tell, this doctor of hellebore was so enthusiastic, and his family was not thin.
Rong Xian glanced at the old woman and seemed to understand why she rejected her.
She said enthusiastically: "Old sister, don't be polite to me, I don't accept money."
Old woman: So you're still going to collect money
I really see through you.
No, no, it's not a matter of receiving money or not.
"Farewell, I don't want any money." The old woman shook her head and refused.
There was still a little bit of reluctance and fear in her eyes, and she vividly interpreted the phrase #有thief heart no thief courage.
Rong Xian pondered for a moment, then winked mischievously and said, "Don't worry, old sister, he will not only support himself, but also his wife and master."
OLD WOMAN: The words of refusal twitched on the lips.
Oops, this is the feeling of jumping repeatedly on the edge of greening my own man.
Buddha: I watched Emperor Xu take his followers into the ditch with just a few words.
The old woman shook her head with difficulty and refused, she didn't want to fail the evening.
But after shaking her head, she regretted it in her heart, but she didn't dare to take back this decision again.
Rong Xian was still there and asked her innocently: "Old sister, why don't you speak? Are you embarrassed?"
She was unusually calm in her heart, and scolded the old woman on an empty stomach for not being the least bit wary.
#无事不情# I don't understand, how can there be a pie in the sky.
They weren't really familiar with each other, so she believed it when she said she was alone
No doubt there is some conspiracy
Sure enough, he was fooled by Buddhism.
Rong Xian selectively forgot what a great and sacred profession a monk is in the hearts of the people of the Western Pole, and she was accompanied by a little monk 'little attendant'.
The monks are all good people, and the monks are also very good people.
Maybe it's still some kind of good person of ten times.
What convincing evidence this is.
Rong Xian: I still don't quite adapt to the naive style of Western Antarctica.
The old woman: "..." In order not to commit the crime of style, I suddenly became dumb, can't I
Outside the door, the poor old man has been there for a while.
I have been with his wife for most of my life, and no one knows who.
Just listening to the voice can hear the old woman's entanglement.
This is how much you want someone's little waiter to come back to serve her, without looking at her old face.
The old man's face turned green. He didn't expect that the person who was about to step into the coffin would be threatened with a green hat.
Rong Xian: Hee hee.
The Buddha who finally realized what was happening: Emperor Xu, knock your horse knock your horse, did you hear it? Knock your horse!
In order not to let Rong Xian bring down the innocent believers and destroy other people's families, the Buddha hinted frantically to the old woman and forcibly saved his respect: "Old sister, donor, the marriage of your son has been decided, and the marriage is imminent, you Just go home and take care of the housework.”
The old woman's face changed, and her wrinkled face was full of displeasure and meanness: "What does the little monk mean by saying that, when you mention my son, you mean I'm old?"
Buddha was so stabbed, I don't know what to do.
Rong Xian said as a matter of course: "But you are really not young, are you?"
Buddha: This siege is a little bit of hatred.
PS: Thanks to the little angel Shi Shi for the reward, chirp, chirp (*￣3)(ε￣*)
(End of this chapter)