The next day, Shen Zhaozhao was forced to get up early again. After arriving at the Shen family, he had not yet slept until he woke up naturally.
Shen Zhaozhao, paralyzed in bed, began to think about the secret of life. Is it gold, or delicious food?
I sniffed the air and it was the crab roe buns from downstairs!
Shen Zhaozhao smelled the scent of crab roe buns, jumped out of bed, washed up like a fly, and appeared at the dining table.
[Hey, look at these plump crab buns, each one is tempting me to swallow it in one gulp!]
Shen Zhaozhao obediently greeted and sat down, her eyes glued to the crab roe buns, unable to tear them off. Seeing this, Mu Yichen whispered a reminder: "Miss, be careful of the heat."
Shen Zhaozhao just ignored it and nodded perfunctorily.
Mu Yichen helplessly watched Shen Zhaozhao impatiently pick up a steaming crab roe bun and put it in his mouth, but he spit it out the next second because of the burn.
The water prepared at hand fell to his lips. Shen Zhaozhao drank several sips from Mu Yichen's hand before he recovered and looked at Mu Yichen accusingly.
Shen Zhaozhao's lips were stained red from being burned, there was a trace of sleepiness in his eyes, and the tip of his nose was slightly red, just like the rabbit he raised as a child.
Mu Yichen touched his nose, he reminded him.
Lin Qing laughed: "Zhao Zhao, eat slowly."
Shen Zhaozhao blushed and said, "Okay, Mom, eat more too. We are going to climb the mountain later." Shen Zhaozhao put a crab roe bun in Lin Qing's bowl.
Shen Boyan glanced sideways, coughed, and his chopsticks fell to the edge of the bowl with a light sound. Shen Zhaozhao, who understood in seconds, quickly picked up another one and put it in Shen Boyan's bowl.
Shen Zhaozhao, the tenth-level water-balancing master: "Dad should eat more too, you have worked hard."
[Mother is responsible for beauty, father is responsible for making a lot of money! ]
Shen Boyan looked at the crab roe buns in the bowl that were full of chicken blood.
Profit! It’s just gold. I’ll build a golden castle for Zhao Zhao in the future.
Shen Qiannuo watched the interaction between the three people. Usually, you could hear a pin drop while eating at the table. She always thought that the rule of the Shen family was not to talk while eating. A bitter tear slid down her cheek and fell silently into the bowl. Shen Qiannuo tasted the bitterness.
Lin Qing noticed her abnormality. If Nuonuo had not made any mistakes, she would still be her good daughter. It was a pity that she had stolen information several times before Zhaozhao came.
This was not simply a fight for favor, and as the investigation deepened, she also discovered that the child bullied others at school, relying on the fact that she was the daughter of the Shen family, and no one came to them to make trouble.
Shen Boyan didn't care about her, but he believed in her. Now it's different. If she behaved well, the Shen family wouldn't mind keeping her. After all, she was the heroine that Zhao Zhao mentioned. It was safest to hold her in the palm of your hand. If you want her to live, she will live. If you want her to die, it only takes a word.
Zhao Zhao is different. They hold Zhao Zhao in their hands.
When they went out, Shen Boyan and Lin Qing each got in a car and went their separate ways.
The road up the mountain is winding and surrounded by tall trees. The sunlight shines through the gaps between the trees, casting mottled shadows that sway gracefully on the asphalt road.
"Mom, isn't Wan'an Temple very famous?"
Shen Zhaozhao half-opened the window, squinted his eyes and asked in the cool breeze.
Mu Yichen felt the wind blowing Shen Zhaozhao's hair, and the naughty hair tail brushed his cheeks and neck, and he sat away silently.
The hair ends kept floating towards him, making his heart float a little bit.
Lin Qing, who was already preoccupied as she got into the car, said, "The abbot of Wan'an Temple is very powerful."
Shen Zhaozhao lowered her eyes: "Mom, do you also believe in those ghost stories?"
Lin Qing originally wanted to swear that she didn't believe it, but then she thought of her daughter's voice: "There are countless things in this world that cannot be explained."
No matter what, you are my blood daughter.
Shen Zhaozhao tightened his grip on Lin Qing's hand slightly.
[Will this abbot think I'm a demon and get rid of me?]
Lin Qing was speechless. Even if there was something strange about her daughter, this small Wan'an Temple would not dare to touch Zhaozhao.
Soon the two arrived at the gate of Wan'an Temple. Wan'an Temple was built on the top of the mountain. It was said that it had helped a wealthy businessman. The businessman was grateful and built this road leading directly to the top of the mountain.
Shen Zhaozhao prayed devoutly for the health of his family and silently gazed at the compassionate Buddha statue above.
[If you are truly powerful, please bless my family with good health and longevity.]
Shen Zhaozhao received the feelings from Shen Boyan and Lin Qing that she had never expected, and she didn't want anything to happen to them.
Shen Zhaozhao gave up his wish to pray for gold. Lin Qing's expression changed slightly. She turned to look at her daughter beside her. She thought Zhaozhao would ask for...gold.
[By the way, is this Buddha statue really made of gold? ]
Lin Qing twitched the corners of her mouth, feeling a sense of fate that this was just as expected.
Coming out of the main hall, Lin Qing asked Shen Zhaozhao to take a walk by himself. The mountain air was fresh and suitable for strolling.
I went to find the abbot.
The abbot had already been waiting outside the meditation room. Lin Qing was a little surprised: "Abbot."
"Are you here to ask about your daughter?" The abbot twirled the Buddhist beads in his hand.
"I can hear my daughter's thoughts, and it seems that my daughter can tell fortunes!" Lin Qing let out a deep breath. The wealthy family who built the road was their Shen family, who had sponsored Wan'an Temple for many years.
She didn’t dare to say that her daughter could predict the future, so she could only euphemistically follow Shen Zhaozhao’s meaning and say that she could tell fortunes.
"Madam, don't worry. Are you afraid of her?" The abbot stopped what he was doing and asked calmly.
Lin Qing shook her head: "She is my daughter, how could I be afraid?"
The abbot nodded and smiled mysteriously: "That's enough. There's no need to ask who she is."
Lin Qing nodded secretly, yes: "I understand, I will treat my daughter well."
"Parents are a mirror for their daughters. Her goodness or evil may just depend on your thoughts." The abbot remembered the hexagram and hinted.
Lin Qing nodded.
If she does good deeds every day in the future, she will definitely create the image of a good wife and mother for her daughter!
He glanced at the Buddhist beads in the abbot's hand and asked, "How much is this Buddhist beads?" It would be nice to give Zhao Zhao some peace of mind.
Abbot: “…”
"This is a gift from my master." The abbot politely declined.
Unexpectedly, Lin Qing's eyes began to shine, which showed her profound magical power: "One million yuan."
The abbot thought about the dozens of people in the temple and the area that needed to be renovated: "You have a connection with this object."
Shen Zhaozhao was idly destroying the flowers, plants and trees around him, touching this and that.
Why aren't there those kind of male and female protagonists who can just walk away with priceless herbs and exchange them for some gold?
[Oh, I remember now. That was an ancient text. This is modern times. Many herbs are cultivated artificially.]
Shen Zhaozhao sighed and stood up. Seeing that she had been picking at the weeds for almost half an hour, Mu Yichen asked tentatively, "Miss, are you looking for something? I can help you find it."
"Don't call me Miss, just call me by my name." Shen Zhaozhao always felt that this was strange. Mu Yichen seemed like the kind of stern old butler.
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