Qin Hao specially bought a bouquet of white chrysanthemums from Duanmurui's flower shop and some fruit and drinks before heading to Daming Temple.
Daming Temple is located in the western suburbs of Tianhai City, where the mountains are beautiful, the population is sparse, and it is quite quiet.
When they arrived at the place, Qin Hao and the others got off the car and walked up the mountain. Apart from some believers who came to burn incense and worship Buddha, they met not many people along the way.
Qin Hao personally carried the white chrysanthemums and wine and fruits, while the two daughters Mu Qianxue and Mu Qianjun followed him on the left and right. Qiu Lin, on the other hand, fell far behind for fear of disturbing them.
"My sister and I used to come here every year on the death anniversary. At that time, I was still thinking about when my sister would take the man with her so that my mother could feel relieved. I didn't expect that this year it would all come true. Brother-in-law, it’s great that you came with us.” Mu Qianjun held Qin Hao’s arm lovingly, with a smile on his face and his eyes full of nostalgia.
"Really? Then it's probably your mother-in-law who showed up and urged your sister to get married quickly and find a man to marry. So, I showed up as your brother-in-law. I'm not bragging. I'm not your brother-in-law. I'm an angel specially sent by your mother-in-law. Handsome, suave, can a man as outstanding as me be a mortal?" Qin Hao boasted happily without any hint of blushing.
Unexpectedly, Mu Qianjun not only did not refute, but nodded heavily, looking at Qin Hao with almost starry eyes: "I think so too, brother-in-law, you must be the guardian angel specially sent by mother to protect me and my sister. Don’t be bullied.”
"Well, that's right, I, the patron saint, will protect you all your life." Qin Hao smiled and scratched Mu Qianjun's nose.
Mu Qianxue said nothing and had no expression. She looked at Mu Qianjun jumping up and down and Qin Hao with a doting smile on her face. Her eyes were very gentle, no longer cold, and she followed them quietly.
"Actually, I can't even remember what my mother looked like. When my mother had a car accident, I was not long after I was born. If my mother hadn't saved me at that time, maybe I would have died with my mother." Mu Qianjun was suddenly abrupt. When she opened her mouth, her voice became very deep. It was obvious that she had extremely complex emotions, nostalgia, and even yearning for this mother who did not exist in her memory but who used her life to keep her alive.
"In my mind, the image of my mother was all told to me by my sister. I have fantasized about it countless times and longed to see my mother countless times. Unfortunately, in the end, I could only look at my mother's photo. There was actually a photo of my mother at home. The photos of my mother when she was alive were all taken by two bad women, Meng Qiulan and Xu Fanghua. They actually said that my mother was a dead person and it was unlucky to leave the photos at home. In the end, they were all burned, leaving not even a trace of relics such as clothes. The bear dolls I gave to my sister one by one are all broken. I really want to receive a gift from my mother."
Although Mu Qianjun is usually heartless, optimistic, cheerful, and quirky, in fact she is still a little girl who lost her mother not long after she was born and has no maternal love.
Even though Mu Qianxue, the sister, had tried her best to love and care for her, she could not replace her mother's identity.
What's more, before Mu Qianxue entered the Mu family and was studying alone, Mu Qianjun, a little girl, lived in an old house without any emotions. Facing a grandmother with almost no family ties, a selfish stepmother who has no blood relationship, and an extremely cowardly father who cannot protect his daughter. Qin Hao could imagine what kind of life it was like, and how lonely and sad this young girl was.
He sighed, gently stroked the distressed girl's little head, and said with a smile: "It's all over, Xiaojun, although you don't have a mother, you have a sister and a brother-in-law. Your sister treats you so much." Okay, how caring. When you were kidnapped by Wan Fei, your sister was so anxious that she almost cried and begged me to save you. You don’t know how strong your sister is. When you were in Pearl Department Store, you My sister had a gun pointed at her head by a terrorist, but she didn't even panic or fear.
But something happened to you, and she was so panicked that she didn't look like the president of the group at all. Obviously, you are more important to her than her own life. Just like me, you are also more important in my heart than my life. I am the patron saint sent by my mother-in-law to protect you for the rest of your life. So, don't be sad, don't be sad, your sister and I will always be by your side. "
After saying that, Qin Hao deliberately looked at Mu Qianxue and said with a smile: "Am I right, wife?"
Although Mu Qianxue was reluctant to say many of the words Qin Hao said, and even some of them made her feel embarrassed, she still nodded.
Mu Qianjun burst into laughter, patted Qin Hao's arm, and said coquettishly: "Brother-in-law, you are really disgusting! You should tell my sister these coaxing love words, I don't want to do this." .”
Qin Hao chuckled: "You don't know about your sister's temper? She won't do this, she might even scold me, I'd better make a deal with you."
After looking at Qin Hao, and then at his sister who was walking silently aside, Mu Qianjun let go of Qin Hao's arm, walked quickly to Mu Qianxue, took her hand and ran to Qin Hao's side. Then he took Qin Hao's hand and put the two hands together.
Mu Qianxue's cold and indifferent temperament could not stand this. Being intimate with a man in public was not her style at all. Even if the person was her husband Qin Hao, whom she did not dislike and who acquiesced to stay by her side, she just wanted to withdraw her hand. .
But Mu Qianjun was unwilling, so he grabbed their hands hard, winked at Qin Hao, and told him to hold on to Mu Qianxue, and then said: "Sister, we are going to Daming Temple soon. We will go there soon." Now that I’ve met my mother, I’m sure my mother also wants to see you and your brother-in-law loving each other. After all, he is the person you want to entrust to your life, and you don’t want to make your mother feel uneasy, right?”
When her sister said this, Mu Qianxue's heart couldn't help but tremble, and the hand that she originally wanted to pull away stopped pulling back. She became quiet and let Qin Hao's big hand hold her.
Seeing that her sister no longer resisted, Mu Qianjun smiled, jumped to the other side, took Qin Hao's other hand, and the three of them walked towards the temple together.
Walking to the Daming Temple, the young novice monk in the temple obviously knew the two sisters Mu Qianxue. He directly asked the abbot to preside over them and led the four of them to a garden on the mountain behind the temple.
It turned out that Grandpa Mu Qianxue believed in Buddhism during his lifetime, and he funded the construction of the Daming Temple, so he agreed to let Mu Qianxue's mother be buried in the back mountain. At the same time, after their grandfather passed away, they were also buried here.
The two sisters Mu Qianxue took Qin Hao's hand and went to their mother's cemetery. They placed the fruits and white chrysanthemums, took out some paper money and started to light a fire and worship.
"Mom, his name is Qin Hao, and he is my husband. Although he is unmotivated, likes to flirt with women, and was not a serious person before. All in all, he is a bad man, but I still decided to stay with him. Together.
Although you may not like him, think he is not good enough, not honest enough, or even lie and deceive me. However, I felt really at ease with him, and he made me feel, for the first time, the protected feeling you had when you were still alive. Sometimes I even wonder if you were worried about him and sent him here to protect Xiaojun and me. So, please accept him because he sincerely cares for me and Xiaojun. We will be fine, and you can rest assured. Also, Xiaojun and I miss you..."
PS: November is over. Chu Xin didn’t update enough this month. I’m really sorry for all the flowers and rewards. Next month Chu Xin will make sure to update basically three times a day. Even if something unexpected happens, it will be updated the next day. I will work hard to update next month and give back to everyone. Also, everyone will have basic flowers at the beginning of the month. I ask you to send them to Chu Xin. Thank you. . . . . . . . . . . . (To be continued)