Cheng Mu arrived very early the next day, dressed well, showing his advantages without being too abrupt.
Yu's mother is very satisfied, but Yu's father is not pleasing to the eye.
Yu's mother kicked Yu's father with her foot.
Only then did Father Yu shrink his face and squeeze out an ugly smile.
Cheng Mu: "..."
Cheng Mu touched Chuzheng carefully: "Does your father dislike me?"
"That's what he is."
Most mothers prefer their sons, and fathers prefer their daughters. Father Yu just couldn't accept it for a while. After raising his daughter for so many years, he suddenly had a boyfriend.
Yu's mother asked Cheng Mu a few questions, but they didn't pay much attention to family background, mainly character.
Cheng Mu's answer was obviously more pleasing to Mother Yu.
After dinner, Father Yu got up awkwardly and asked Cheng Mu to sit with him in the yard.
The two of them didn't know what to say. Father Yu entered the door again, and his face was obviously much better.
Chuzheng went to the yard to look for Cheng Mu: "What are you looking at?"
Cheng Mu was looking up at the tree in the yard. It was not the flowering season, only lush leaves.
"This tree..."
"What's wrong?" What happened to the tree? Haven't seen a tree
"I also have one in my yard." It was the first tree he had seen outside his home that was the same as his.
Chuzheng raised her eyebrows and looked up at the tree. To be honest, Chuzheng didn't understand what kind of tree it was.
Its flowers are small, white, and hidden among the leaves one by one, which is particularly beautiful.
Chuzheng and Cheng Mu sat under the tree and checked the tree.
Then there is no species that can match this tree.
After Chuzheng sent Cheng Mu away, he went to the study to ask about the tree below Father Yu.
"That. Your mother brought it back from the temple in the past. You were sick at that time, and you didn't see any good. It was said that it could protect you and bring you good luck." Yu's father said this and was a little dissatisfied: " What era was it, your mother still believed those things, but I didn't send you to the big hospital, and the next day you were alive and kicking."
Chuzheng: "… "
Chuzheng sent Cheng Mu what Yu's father said.
Cheng Mu also learned the origin of the tree from his father, who also asked for it from the temple.
Chuzheng went to ask Yu mother which temple it was.
In the end, the two determined that the tree came from the same temple.
[Cheng Mu: You said this has something to do with us being in contact ten years apart? ]
[Chuzheng: Too much coincidence is not a coincidence. ]
Their previous connection cannot be explained. There must be a reason, right
If it is really the cause of this tree, then it can also explain why Yu Shi could only be used there in the first place.
Because the tree was against the wall, and outside was Yu Shi's house.
And her window is not far from this tree.
[Cheng Mu: If that’s the case, shouldn’t we be grateful for it? ]
[Cheng Mu: Whether it is or not, let's go here and have a look. ]
Cheng Mu sent Chuzheng a picture of the temple that Cheng Mu found out.
The temple is located in the suburbs, and it is also a net red temple. It is said that it is very spiritual to seek marriage here.
The temple is on the mountain, and there is nothing to help but to climb up.
Today, not many people came. Chuzheng and Cheng Mu walked up side by side. From time to time, some people looked back at them, and some people took pictures with their mobile phones.
Cheng Mu handed Chu Zheng a bottle of water: "Are you tired?"
"Not tired."
"… "
Actually you can get tired.
"Are you tired?" Chuzheng took two sips of water and handed it to him: "I carry you?"
Cheng Mu's hand trembled, and the water was almost unsteady.
Cheng Mu took a deep breath: "Baby, you are a girl." What you need is that you are tired, I will carry you, not you!
"Well, what's wrong?" What's wrong with looking down on girls? Carry you easily! ! Do not believe to try!
"No." Cheng Mu motioned to continue walking up: "Let's go."
After walking down the steps, the first thing I saw was the tree covered with red silk outside the temple.
The ancient trees are towering, the branches are lush, and the lush leaves and red silk are blooming with small white flowers.
Chu Zheng and Cheng Mu looked at each other and walked slowly under the tree.
There are signs hanging on the dangling red silk, and you can vaguely see the oath on it, or the wish for marriage.
"Two donors, but want to make a wish?" The little monk appeared out of nowhere.
Chuzheng asked, "What kind of tree is this tree?"
The little monk answered in a straight-forward manner: "Fate."
This tree is called karma, and everyone who comes here is for the word karma.
At this moment, another young monk hurried over, and Amitabha said, "Two donors, we are invited to host."
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Sandalwood incense curls around in the wing room, and the sound of chanting sutras is faintly floating in the distance. Outside the window is a pond with lotus leaves floating on the water, and fishes play among the lotus leaves.
Chu Zheng and Cheng Mu knelt on the futon, above which was the chairperson of the temple.
The host had a kind expression and a gentle tone: "Do the two donors have any questions to ask?"
Chuzheng pressed Cheng Mu: "You know what we want to ask."
This host is a bit skilled. Knowing that they are here, don't they know what they are thinking
The host nodded: "How does the donor understand the word for fate?"
Chu Zheng's words were amazing: "Three points depend on the sky, and seven points depend on yourself."
The host choked: "Every interaction between people is a kind of fate."
Taking oneself as the center, every line, and everyone connected to it, that is a kind of fate.
Host: "You are not destined to meet, but you have a bond in your life."
The host said it was the bond that made them meet.
And that fate has already been buried, just waiting to take root and sprout.
It is good for them to meet people who are destined to meet.
After saying this, the host closed his eyes and didn't plan to talk any more.
Chuzheng knew the urination of these people, and pulled Cheng Mu, who wanted to ask a question, to leave.
Standing in the corridor, you can still see the towering tree.
Cheng Mu held Chu Zheng's hand: "I'm very lucky to be by your side."
"..." You and I have no fate, it's all up to me!
You weak chicken know a hammer!
Cheng Mu wanted to write an oath, so Chuzheng had no choice but to let him.
"you write?"
"No."
"Write it." Cheng Mu fouled and acted coquettishly in the public.
"..." Buddhism is important, I will endure you!
- Fate begins with me, life ends with you.
Cheng Mu looked at the sentence, and after a while, he regained his senses and wrote his name below.
"I threw it away?"
"Ok."
Cheng Mu took it and tossed it, but he didn't throw it for a long time.
Cheng Mu met Chuzheng's gaze and was slightly embarrassed: "I can definitely do it this time!" Don't lose face in front of the baby.
Chuzheng couldn't stand it anymore, so he took it from him in the past: "Where do you want to throw it?"
"I… "
"Where to throw it?" Chu Zheng was fierce and impatient.
Cheng Mu was silent and pointed to a slightly higher place: "There."
Chuzheng took a few steps back, raised his hand and threw it. Some heavy signs were thrown into the air, and then fell, with red silk on them, landing exactly where Cheng Mu pointed.
The wind blew, and all the signs collided, making a clear sound, like a hymn.
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