Reborn Yishi Yijia

Chapter 343: A family heirloom

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"Miss, this is from Miss Six..."

She asked in a low voice, even if she couldn't meet him, it would be good to know some information about Zhuang Zheng from the Falun novice's mouth.

The little novice monk Falun sent them to the gate of Foguang Temple. After watching the carriage go away, he seemed to have completed his important task and walked back with a relaxed expression. Suddenly, he saw Wei Haoran leaning against the door with his hands in his hands. Cross chest.

For Hua Zhuo, the Buddha's house with a well is a familiar door and a familiar road. He knows that the visiting monks will not stop him, so he naturally goes straight in.

"You can talk to the old monk about this..."

Baxiu came in holding a wedding quilt. It was bright red and embroidered with hundreds of butterflies. They were all in pairs. It was obvious that Hua Zhuo's wedding was coming soon. Hua Yan hurriedly embroidered this hundred-butterfly quilt for her. To add makeup.

"It's nothing. I just hope everything goes well. By the way, I asked you to inquire about my ancestor's condition, but is there any news?" Hua Zhuo smiled, then turned her mind to the thing she cared about most. above.

Hua Zhuo lowered his head and thought for a long time, but finally couldn't figure it out. She didn't have the realm of the old monk, so she probably couldn't reach bliss. Putting down the tea cup, she knelt down and kowtowed to the old monk.

"She is very generous..." Hua Zhuo was slightly surprised. It took a lot of effort to embroider these hundreds of butterflies. It is possible that Hua Yan had already started embroidering her wedding date, and Hua Yan's wedding date was only one month later than hers. , I am also rushing to embroider the wedding dress. I am afraid that I have to take Ye with me in the past few months.

The young Falun novice monk immediately made a bitter face, covered Wei Haoran's mouth, and whispered: "Shh... Brother Fadu, keep your voice down, at worst I will share half of it with you..."

"You can talk to the old monk about this..."

The reaction was slow for a moment, and it took Hua Zhuo a while to realize that this was Wei Haoran. Recalling that he had left Wei Haoran and his car in the garage, he couldn't help laughing, and asked: "When did he return to Foguang Temple? Is he going to become a monk this time, or should he continue to be a registered disciple of Master Kuyue?" ?”

Wei Haoran sneered and said: "I don't know when my cousin promised to give you wedding wine and dinner. The older you get, the more courageous you become. How dare you blatantly cheat on you with wine and dinner, and give it to you so diligently? When you go out, you are actually waiting for me, your cousin-in-law, to bring you a bar."

Hua Zhuo listened patiently for a while, but did not hear him talk about Zhuang Zheng again. He couldn't help but feel disappointed. After all, he was too embarrassed to ask more questions. After a while, he followed Fang and left Foguang Temple.

"Miss, your craftsmanship is not small. This embroidered screen of Guanyin is mostly completed." Baxiu said with a smile from the side.

Mrs. Fang laughed and said: "Silly boy, this is what girls put at the bottom of the box when they get married. This box was passed down by your great-grandmother to your grandma, who then passed it on to your grandmother. When I got married, your grandmother It was passed to me, and now that you are getting married, I will pass this box to you."

Hua Zhuo choked and said, "My daughter just can't let go..."

"Idiot." Master Kuyue laughed and cursed, and then Fang said: "I've had tea, don't say goodbye, go ahead."

Hua Zhuo's wedding dress had been embroidered long ago, including the hijab and pillowcases. She didn't need to embroider the other things herself, so in her free time, she decided to embroider a Guanyin to give Hua Yan a make-up. Now she has Most of it is done, and it will definitely be completed in three to five days.

Master Kuyue glanced at her with a smile, as if aware of her mood, and said slowly: "Spring comes and spring comes, leaves grow and leaves fall. Everything in the world is the general truth, the cycle goes back and forth, and life is immortal. There is no nostalgia, and there is no end. There is no need to keep you, if you go back, you will enter bliss; if you stay, you will fall into the world of mortals."

Hua Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, which reassured her. While the master and servant were talking, Liu Shun suddenly came over and invited Hua Zhuo into Fang's room.

Master Kuyue smiled slightly and said: "I will go to the ultimate bliss. Today I say goodbye. Don't let me lose this autumn color and fragrant tea. Madam Fang, please."

Mrs. Fang looked at her daughter lovingly and said: "The preparations for the wedding are almost complete, and I have some time to spare. I think that if your marriage can be successful, I would like to thank Master Kuyue and Sun Daru for being a matchmaker. Sun Daru's Xie Matchwine can't run away, but Master Kuyue is a foreigner and cannot attend the wedding banquet. Therefore, I thought that if I have some free time these days, I will take you to Foguang Temple to burn a few sticks of incense, and then let you Kowtow a few times to Master Kuyue."

"Mom, what's inside here?" Hua Zhuo looked at the old lacquered wooden box curiously. There was a lock on the box, and Fang couldn't open it without taking out the key.

Foguang Temple is still full of incense, but fortunately today is not the first or fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, and Fang and her daughter arrived early. When they arrived at Foguang Temple, the genius was bright, the temple door was wide open, but there were very few people visiting the temple. The mother and daughter arrived at the Guanyin Hall quietly, and sure enough they burned the first stick of incense, which was a good omen. Fang was very happy, so she called the Zhike monk and donated dozens of taels of sesame oil money, and then asked Said: "I wonder if it is convenient to go see Master Kuyue at this time?"

There are less than ten days left for her wedding. If something happens to her ancestors during these ten days, her marriage will be delayed. Hua Yan will be even more unlucky. Yes, Hua Yan will be twenty years old in three years.

"You can talk to the old monk about this..."

Hua Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, which reassured her. While the master and servant were talking, Liu Shun suddenly came over and invited Hua Zhuo into Fang's room.

The little novice monk Hualun said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fadu called him here."

Baxiu blushed and said, "It's okay. As long as you take medicine and take care of yourself, there will be no problems within a year."

"Then let's set out early tomorrow morning and burn some incense early."

The little novice monk Hualun said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fadu called him here."

She asked in a low voice, even if she couldn't meet him, it would be good to know some information about Zhuang Zheng from the Falun novice's mouth.

It was conclusive, because it was Xu Changqing who made this diagnosis. Although he was still young, his medical skills were trustworthy. Hua Zhuo specially asked him to check the pulse of his ancestor.

Hua Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, which reassured her. While the master and servant were talking, Liu Shun suddenly came over and invited Hua Zhuo into Fang's room.

"Senior Brother Fadu, when did you come out?" The little novice monk Falun patted his chest, and was really startled by Wei Haoran, who was so elusive.

Fang was stunned and hesitated for a moment before raising a cup to drink tea. Hua Zhuo continued to have tea, secretly observing the old monk's complexion while eating. He seemed to be looking good, but there were more wrinkles on his face.

"Mom, you called me here. I wonder what you can teach me?"

"Miss, this is from Miss Six..."

Laws

"Is this a family heirloom that is passed down from female to male?"

The wailing sound of Falun novices instantly spread throughout Foguang Temple.

Hua Zhuo asked curiously, and was about to open the box to see what was inside, but Fang's face turned red and she hurriedly stopped her: "Don't be anxious, go back to the show pavilion, take your left and right, and take your time by yourself." Look at it carefully, think about it slowly, and if you don’t understand something, come back and ask me.”

"Is he... also here to visit Master Kuyue?"

Hua Zhuo saluted Fang and went straight to the point without any delay. During this period, Mrs. Rifang and Aunt Shuangcheng were very busy in preparation for her wedding. They discussed the matter of sending wedding invitations for seven days.

Master Kuyue was sitting in the courtyard, with one, two, three, three cups of steaming tea on the tea table in front of him, which had obviously just been brewed. Behind him stood the young Falun novice, winking at Hua Zhuo. Hua Zhuo didn't understand what he meant. He just followed his mother Fang and bowed respectfully to Master Kuyue, and then the mother and daughter sat down around the tea table.

The young Falun novice monk sighed and said: "Master said that he has not yet finished saving his mortal mind, his six roots are not purified, and it is not time to shave his head and take the ordination. I think so too. In the past two years, he has gone to Jiangnan to study. I heard He said he even entered that Xiaoyin Academy..."

"Mom, you called me here. I wonder what you can teach me?"

"I think it's time for you to come too..."

With that said, she took out a small and exquisite silver key from her arms and handed it solemnly to Hua Zhuo's hand.

Laws

"Miss, this is from Miss Six..."

"It's all up to mother to make the decision."

With that said, she took out a small and exquisite silver key from her arms and handed it solemnly to Hua Zhuo's hand.

Hua Zhuo choked and said, "My daughter just can't let go..."

Baxiu blushed and said, "It's okay. As long as you take medicine and take care of yourself, there will be no problems within a year."

Are we really going to the Western Bliss? There was an indescribable feeling in her heart, as if she was uncomfortable, but also reluctant to let go, and extremely entangled.

Hua Zhuo was also grateful to Master Kuyue. He also thought that she had been busy embroidering her wedding dress in the past few months and had no time to go to Foguang Temple. What's more, the wedding was coming soon and it was inconvenient for her to go out. Since her mother mentioned it today, it was naturally the best thing to do. .

"Master... I have taken the liberty to come here, sorry to disturb you." Fang's eyes were full of admiration and admiration for Master Kuyue.

"You can talk to the old monk about this..."

Hua Zhuo was dumbfounded, Master Kuyue's direct disciple, how could he be prepared to become a fair-weather monk? But her attention was quickly attracted by the fact that Zhuang Zheng had been here yesterday, and she felt slightly regretful that she had arrived a day late, otherwise she would have been able to meet Zhuang Zheng. Although you shouldn't meet before marriage, if you meet by chance, it's not against the rules.

"Mom, what's inside here?" Hua Zhuo looked at the old lacquered wooden box curiously. There was a lock on the box, and Fang couldn't open it without taking out the key.

Baxiu blushed and said, "It's okay. As long as you take medicine and take care of yourself, there will be no problems within a year."

"Then let's set out early tomorrow morning and burn some incense early."

Hua Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, which reassured her. While the master and servant were talking, Liu Shun suddenly came over and invited Hua Zhuo into Fang's room.

"I think it's time for you to come too..."

Baxiu blushed and said, "It's okay. As long as you take medicine and take care of yourself, there will be no problems within a year."

"You can talk to the old monk about this..."

Although the monk who knows the guest does not recognize Fang, Hua Zhuo has been to Foguang Temple several times and has been able to enter Master Kuyue's Buddhist house every time. The monk who knows the guest must be a person with psychic eyes and mind. In order to block the reason, Heshi recited the Buddha's name and said: "Foguang Temple is a place outside the country. It opens the door to convenience. Why is there any inconvenience? The host is free and the female donor is free."

The young Falun novice monk immediately made a bitter face, covered Wei Haoran's mouth, and whispered: "Shh... Brother Fadu, keep your voice down, at worst I will share half of it with you..."

"Is he... also here to visit Master Kuyue?"

The little novice monk Hualun said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fadu called him here."

When I came out of the Buddha's house, I saw that my daughter's face was full of tears. She couldn't help but sigh and said: "Master ascended to the ultimate bliss, which is a great liberation. Why are you crying?"

For Hua Zhuo, the Buddha's house with a well is a familiar door and a familiar road. He knows that the visiting monks will not stop him, so he naturally goes straight in.

Baxiu blushed and said, "It's okay. As long as you take medicine and take care of yourself, there will be no problems within a year."

"Mom, what's inside here?" Hua Zhuo looked at the old lacquered wooden box curiously. There was a lock on the box, and Fang couldn't open it without taking out the key.

Hua Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, which reassured her. While the master and servant were talking, Liu Shun suddenly came over and invited Hua Zhuo into Fang's room.

"I think it's time for you to come too..."

The young Falun novice followed him out, euphemistically saying that he was seeing off the guests on behalf of Master Kuyue. In private, when Fang was not paying attention, he whispered to Hua Zhuo: "Brother Zhuang came here yesterday and promised to send me two jars of wedding wine. You can remind him not to forget..."

"Is this a family heirloom that is passed down from female to male?"

"Master... I have taken the liberty to come here, sorry to disturb you." Fang's eyes were full of admiration and admiration for Master Kuyue.

For Hua Zhuo, the Buddha's house with a well is a familiar door and a familiar road. He knows that the visiting monks will not stop him, so he naturally goes straight in.

"Mom, what's inside here?" Hua Zhuo looked at the old lacquered wooden box curiously. There was a lock on the box, and Fang couldn't open it without taking out the key.

Because she couldn't bear it, she was willing to stay in the world of mortals, and the old monk had already lost everything, so he longed for bliss and made different choices, but everyone got what he wanted. Therefore, she should not be sad, but should be happy for Master Kuyue, just as she had returned for herself. Just like when you cry for joy when you are young, these tears should be tears of joy, not tears of sadness.

Hua Zhuo choked and said, "My daughter just can't let go..."

"Senior Brother Fadu, when did you come out?" The little novice monk Falun patted his chest, and was really startled by Wei Haoran, who was so elusive.

Master Kuyue smiled slightly and said: "I will go to the ultimate bliss. Today I say goodbye. Don't let me lose this autumn color and fragrant tea. Madam Fang, please."

"Don't...Senior Brother...Senior Brother..."