10 The moon in the pond is the reflection of fate, and the moon in the mountains is the reflection of fate

"What a clever little kid! I don't know who taught him to be like a little foodie!"

Xiao Tingyun looked at the little kid who was wiping his eyes with his handkerchief and couldn't help but complain.

"I learned it from you!" A joking voice from outside the door surprised Xiao Tingyun.

"Brother? Why are you here?" Xiao Heming strode into the courtyard.

"Daddy." Xiao Jinan nestled in Xiao Tingyun's arms and called his cheap daddy lazily and casually.

Xiao Heming laughed and scolded, "Stinky boy."

Lanzhi poured a cup of tea for Xiao Heming, "Young Master, please have some tea."

Xiao Heming took a sip and said, "Your sister-in-law and mother went to listen to the sutra recitation. I followed this boy here to ask for a cup of tea. I didn't expect that his short legs could walk so fast."

"How can my little sister's tea be as fragrant as the one brewed by sister-in-law?" Xiao Tingyun said jokingly with a smile on his face.

Xiao Heming paused while drinking tea, then said helplessly, "When did your habit of teasing become more and more serious as you get older?"

Xiao Tingyun pinched An Ge'er's little hand, looking innocent, "Really?"

"No~" Ang'er responded naturally.

"So good!" After saying that, Xiao Tingyun kissed Anger.

The little girl's face turned red, her eyes sparkled, and she said, "Kiss!" and pointed to the other cheek.

Xiao Tingyun gave her another "bo" kiss.

The little guy was immediately very satisfied.

"Hey, hey, hey, that's enough, you two!" Xiao Heming simply couldn't bear to see his son forgetting his father for the sake of a beautiful woman.

"Hmph!" Ang'er expressed his strong dissatisfaction.

His father is just jealous!

"Hey? You actually got a lotus pod?" Xiao Heming was very surprised when he found the lotus pod on the table.

"I just went to the lotus pond and happened to meet a lotus picker, so I went to ask him to give some to me." Xiao Tingyun said casually.

Xiao Heming looked strange, "Sister, you are so lucky. I have been to Guanghua Temple many times before, but I have never found the right person. It seems that my third brother has never found the right person either."

"Really?" Xiao Tingyun raised his eyebrows.

"Last year I went to the lotus pond and tried to ask for a flower to give to your sister-in-law, but the person looked at me and said: Get out of the way, don't block his view." Xiao Heming recalled with some emotion.

Xiao Tingyun chuckled, thinking of how graceful that person was, he didn't seem like someone who would say such a thing.

"That old man has a really bad temper. He doesn't give any face at all when he speaks. It's a pity that I couldn't bring back a lotus for your sister-in-law." Xiao Heming sighed and said another sentence.

Xiao Heming talked a lot, but Xiao Tingyun only paid attention to one sentence.

He suppressed his smile and said slowly and lightly, "Brother, are you talking about... the old man?"

Xiao Heming did not notice the change in Xiao Tingyun's tone, "Yes, so many people have been disappointed. It seems that only those who really catch his eye can own a lotus."

Xiao Tingyun stared blankly at the lotus pod on the table, his thoughts flying.

He...isn’t a lotus picker?

Then who could he be?

No wonder he said that she was the first person to ask him for lotus...

Meeting is destiny...

Thinking of this, Xiao Tingyun couldn't help but chuckle. It turned out that he had mistaken the person and took away the lotus that the other person had picked with great effort.

I felt even more ashamed when I thought about how I had the audacity to ask for someone else's lotus pods.

"Ayun?"...

"Ayun?! What are you thinking about?" Xiao Heming waved his hand in front of Xiao Tingyun.

Xiao Tingyun shook his head, unable to explain, and chuckled, "It's okay, I just feel... that I am quite popular."

…

Early the next morning

Xiao Tingyun followed Song Wanrou to worship Buddha and recite scriptures.

When Song Wanrou saw the interpretation of the fortune stick, she asked Xiao Tingyun to shake out a fortune stick.

Xiao Tingyun was somewhat helpless, "What does mother want to ask?"

"Ask about your marriage destiny." Song Wanrou took her daughter's hand with a smile, "Go and ask for one."

Xiao Tingyun looked at his sixteen-year-old body and suddenly felt that marriage was something that should be stayed away from as much as possible.

"Mother~" Xiao Tingyun said tenderly and wanted to act coquettishly and escape.

Little did she know that her mother was so determined that she insisted on helping her find a marriage partner.

At the age of sixteen, she is actually eager to ask about marriage...

"The marriage fortune of Guanghua Temple is still very accurate. It doesn't hurt to give it a try." Song Wanrou spoke softly but did not allow Xiao Tingyun to refuse.

Xiao Tingyun had no choice but to accept it.

Carefully kneeling in front of the futon, he shook the stick carefully. A wooden stick popped out, and Xiao Tingyun saw a poem written on it, "My shadow came to the moon in the pond by fate, and I traveled the world without intention to leave the moon in the mountains."

Xiao Tingyun's eyebrows twitched slightly, and Song Wanrou came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Xiao Tingyun shook his head.

When I walked to the place where the fortune was interpreted, I met an old master with a kind face.

"Master, how do we interpret this fortune?" Xiao Tingyun handed the fortune stick in his hand to him with both hands.

The master took the fortune and did not read it carefully before he asked slowly, "Why are you here?"

Song Wanrou said, "Master, we are here to seek marriage."

The master was startled after reading the fortune. He frowned first, then raised his head and looked at Song... and the woman beside her.

He carefully examined her facial features, then relaxed and smiled, "Everything is fate..."

Destiny?

Song Wanrou wanted to ask something more clearly, and then she heard what her master said.

"All things are determined by the law, all things are moved by the heart, and you are always at peace. Only you know your own heart. It is time and fate. Just let your marriage take its course, follow your heart, and obey it when you encounter confusion. You will find what you want."

Song Wanrou and Xiao Tingyun were stunned by these words.

"Master, my daughter..." Song Wanrou couldn't help but want to ask.

The master waved his hand and said, "This lot has been interpreted. There is no need to ask again. Just know that you cannot force her marriage."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Xiao Tingyun pulled his mother's hand and smiled at her.

Then he bowed to his master and said, "Thank you for clearing up my doubts, Master."

"Mother, let's go." Seeing that his master did not respond, Xiao Tingyun simply thought about leaving first.

Song Wanrou still frowned, wanting to ask something but not knowing where to start.

I had no choice but to leave with my daughter, but I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

…

Just as night fell and there was still some light, it suddenly began to rain. The fine raindrops turned into clouds and mist, making the entire Guanghua Temple hazy. In the dim light, you could still see a few birds perched on the branches, and occasionally hear a few birds singing.

Xiao Tingyun asked Lvzhi to open the window and a cool breeze blew in.

At night, after washing up, she stood in front of the window with her pearl hairpins taken off, her black hair hanging down, her waist slender, and she was wearing only a simple crescent-colored robe, but she already had an immortal appearance.

"Lvzhi, bring me my zither." Xiao Tingyun listened to the sound of raindrops falling on the ground and became interested for a moment.

"Young lady is going to play the piano again, and we servants will be in for a treat." Lanzhi happily helped Xiao Tingyun put the stool and piano stand in place.

"Listening to the music of the piano in the light rain at night, what is so hard to get rid of?" Xiao Tingyun gathered the cloak on his shoulders, pulled a lock of hair back, and smiled softly, "Tonight the rain is hazy and the color is like ink, so let's play a song of boating in the rain..."

Sit upright in front of the piano, raise your hand to touch the strings, and smooth music will sound like flowing water.

The birds were startled and flapped their wings and flew away. The branches were shaken by the noise, and the sparse sounds added a bit of artistic conception.

The sound of the piano not only startled the birds, but also startled Pei Yuning on the other side.

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