Chapter 217 Hand-copied Buddhist Scriptures Ye Mo, who dared not to be angry or speak, said: "…………

Old Madam Ye is much healthier than before, and her spirits have returned. She patted Ye Mo's hands with a smile, indicating that she is old and does not stand on any side.

But once she entered the house, she did not sit down, but was busy giving things to her precious granddaughter Ye Mo.

What agarwood beads, white jade Guanyin, five emperors' coins, thousand-year-old bronze mirrors, peach wood rouge boxes, Sanqing bells, Buddhist scriptures, even modern things that came from the West There were holy relic boxes, filling at least half a box.

It was obvious that Old Lady Ye had specially picked them out from the bank safe.

She used to do it secretly, but since the announcement of the revival of spiritual energy, she has been doing it openly.

The other children and grandchildren would not say anything. Compared with these antiques, they were more interested in the crystal cores, spiritual stones, medicines and other things that Ye Mo gave to Old Lady Ye.

But they did not dare to rob them. Not to mention Ye Mo’s identity as a survivor, Ye Mo’s special state affairs They can even sue them for theft, as their uncle Ling Jianguo and the national leaders who can appear on TV warned them.

Ask Old Lady Ye?

Old Lady Ye, whose mental state has improved, has also restored her principles. She loves her sons, grandsons and great-grandsons, but she loves Ye Mo even more, who was raised by the two of them, who was not loved by his father and mother, and who is still fighting "for the country". She

can give other things, but she won't give anyone else what Ye Mo gives her!

Ye Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry . Looking at the pile of things in her arms, she didn't know whether she believed in Buddhism, Taoism or God just by looking at these objects.

Apart from other things, she had awakened the light-related supernatural power, and this time when she returned home, she really felt the power to overcome darkness and drive away evil from two objects, which could naturally gather faint light or wood aura.

One is the Five Emperors' Coins, which is composed of the half-liang coins of the Qin Dynasty, the five-zhu coins of the Han Dynasty, the Kaiyuan Tongbao of the Tang Dynasty, the Song and Yuan Tongbao of the Song Dynasty, and the Yongle Tongbao of the Ming Dynasty; the other is an old rouge box, made of thousand-year-old peach wood.

"Grandma, I really don't need it, you keep these." Ye Mo refused with a smile, "Don't worry about my strength, and the country is protecting your granddaughter, so everything will be fine. "

What the older generation trusts most is the country that leads them to a happy life. The Non-Investigation Bureau often sends people to visit Old Lady Ye, to report safety to her and praise Ye Mo's intelligence and bravery.

"You, you." Old Lady Ye poked her forehead as she did when she was a child.

The bandit stuck out his tongue and joined in the fun, but was rejected by Ye Mo.

"Xiao Mo, just accept it!" Aunt Zhang Lan did not stand on Ye Mo's side this time. She helped Old Lady Ye to persuade her, "Auntie Ye is worried about you. With the amulet given by Auntie Ye, you will live a safe life. "

Under the gaze of the two elders, Ye Mo had no choice but to put the agarwood Buddhist beads, white jade Guanyin and other items into the storage space. The two elders were surprised again.

Ye Mo had offered them storage space before, but no one, including Uncle Ling, was willing to accept it, saying that ordinary people like them were like children holding golden bricks and causing trouble.

Only Ling Xiao's storage space had been replaced with a 500 cubic meter one.

In the end, Ye Mo left the Buddhist scripture outside for a simple reason. This is a hand-copied Buddhist scripture .

She saw familiar handwriting in the scripture, and it was written with a soft pen. The characters were not beautiful, but they were neat and tidy. It

was very new, with only about ten pages in total.

Old Mrs. Ye did not believe in Buddhism before, let alone the Western Jesus God, but it was said on TV that the myths might really happen. She was afraid that this was the first time in her life that she hand-copied Buddhist scriptures, and she didn't know how long it took to copy.

Ye Mo's eyes were moist, and he leaned his head lightly on Old Mrs. Ye's shoulder and called softly: "Grandma."

Old Mrs. Ye patted her back like when she was a child, and softly said: "Peace is a blessing."

Aunt Zhang's eyes also entered the stone, and then she smiled: "Yes, yes, peace is a blessing, you and your brother must be safe, so that our family can be happy."

This brother refers to Ling Xiao.

…

Dinner was even more lively at home than during the previous Chinese New Year.

Not to mention Ye Shibo’s family, Ye Mo’s biological mother, stepfather, sister and her daughter also stayed to save face, even though they were embarrassed before.

At the dinner table, they were much more restrained than in the afternoon.

Now they only dared to express their concern, concern for Old Lady Ye, concern for Ye Mo, and occasionally discuss the news. Tonight’s news broadcast congratulated the chief group for their strength.

The news broadcast seemed to have opened a survivor column, and Ye Mo was definitely a frequent visitor there.

The country attaches so much importance to the revival of spiritual energy and incorporates it into every aspect of people’s lives. It is not difficult It

's no wonder that ordinary people attach so much importance to survivors, they are both afraid and envious. Normally, it's nothing to hear such news, but in such a scene, hearing the anchor read out his pseudonym account and pseudonym group, Ye Mo was more or less embarrassed, and ignored their discussion, busy picking up food for Grandma Ye.

When they began to hint at some requests again, as long as Ye Mo frowned, or Uncle Ling cleared his voice, they immediately swallowed their words.

Even Ye Jialin and Ye Jiayong, who have entered puberty, have been physically shut up by their mother and grandmother many times.

They didn't even mind the bandits eating in the hall, having a table to themselves. , and from time to time he would praise the name of bandit, saying it was domineering, much smarter than Ye Jialin and Ye Jiayong.

Among all those faces that could be called flattering, the woman who was concentrating on feeding her little daughter was particularly conspicuous. During the day, she was just embarrassed to smile.

In fact, compared to his spoiled half-brother Ye Yang, Ye Mo still had a little bit of a childhood filter for this half-sister who he had known for a few months.

This girl has been an obedient and sensible girl since she was young. She is beautiful, kind, gentle, smart and considerate, but she is also timid, cowardly, indecisive, and has a very strong dependency disorder.

The "masterpiece" of her biological mother.

But now looking at , this half-sister doesn't seem to be living a happy life, with many fine lines at the corners of her eyes and a Sichuan-shaped wrinkle on her forehead.

The little girl who looks about 70% like this sister is even less courageous than when she was a child. She dares not cry even when she is scared, and holds back her tears. Her eyes are red, but a sweet and sour pork ribs can instantly forget all the sorrows.

The little girl is very sensitive. She noticed Ye Mo's gaze and smiled timidly.

Ye Mo heard Ye's mother's chatter and knew why they were unhappy, but her stance was different. She had no intention or ability to care about this mess.

Even for the New Year gifts, it is impossible to send Watson and Wang Xue some kind of pregnancy-breaking pill that will make them laugh out loud. God knows Watson has only studied Rongrong, a contraceptive magic herb recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Until he saw Ye's mother forcefully pulling a five or six-year-old girl, trying to get her to sing and dance for Ye Mo, but the younger sister blocked her with her hands, holding her daughter in her arms and refusing, showing unusual strength.

This scene made Ye Mo reveal a shallow smile, which was fleeting. She didn't say anything at the dinner table. After others left unwillingly, she returned to the room and made a phone call.

Ask the Non-Investigation Bureau to help with a small matter.

This matter was so small that the survivor who answered the phone was a little surprised. The business card of the most famous lawyer in Beijing, just this?

It was impossible for the non-investigation bureau not to agree. After coming to their senses, they immediately said that there was no problem and that the matter would be handled immediately.

They had investigated and analyzed the situation of Ye Mo and the other two. Ye Mo's most important living relative was none other than her grandmother, followed by Ling Jianguo's family and the goblin bandits. The rest of the people might be worse than strangers.

"Thank you." Ye Mo paused, and then said, "No need to mention me specifically, and no need to deliberately hide it." Some things cannot be established by oneself, and no one else can help.

It was late at night.

Lying on the bed made by his grandfather, Ye Mo closed his eyes and fell asleep quickly. There were many happy hours in this dream, which finally stopped at that Buddhist scripture.

She smiled.

...

During the walk after breakfast the next day, Wang Xue and Watson teleported directly from Guangdong to Beijing.

As soon as they entered the Ye family courtyard, the sharp-eyed old lady Ye saw them and asked with a smile: "Xiao Lin and Xue Qing are here, have you had breakfast?"

Watson answered sincerely that he had and thanked him, but Wang Xue happily ate another bowl of longevity noodles, and the old lady's eyes narrowed into a slit.

Wang Xue can be called "old man happy". She shared many funny stories with her mother, old lady Ye, and Aunt Zhang, and occasionally entertained her family with colorful clothes, performing somersaults and spewing fireballs.

Ye Mo and Watson also suffered a lot. The two used light and wood spells to heal them through performances, and even the bandits barked and punched them. The only

place that can make the world-famous Maria survivors willing to perform magic and juggling is probably in the Ye family courtyard.

Ji Li just arrived at the Ye family compound and saw such a scene of laughter and fun. He wondered if he could show his special ability to the outside world. He also wondered if he should do a somersault like Wang Xue?

Or maybe perform a set of swordsmanship?

That was not necessary.

Old Mrs. Ye squinted her eyes and looked at Ji Li for a long time, patted her head, and said affirmatively: "Ji family boy! Oh, look at my memory, how is your grandfather?"

Ji Li's grandfather came to Majing Hutong several times after returning to China, and Ji Li also came twice, but due to time constraints, Ye Mo and him almost never met in reality.

"Grandpa is fine, he also said that he will come to see you next week." Ji Li replied.

Old Mrs. Ye was very happy that Ye Mo had another friend and comrade-in-arms. She greeted Ji Li even more enthusiastically. She was in high spirits and told them many embarrassing stories about Ye Mo when he was a child. When he was

three years old, he hid in the cupboard all night and couldn't be found. When he was five years old, Old Man Ye followed her around and the medicine he took disappeared. When he was six years old, he lost his front teeth after eating candy. When he was ten years old, he got into a fight with others at school and his parents were called. She remembered every detail.

Watson and the other two listened with great interest. Ye Mo, who dared not to be angry or say anything, said: "..."

Everyone chatted for a while, and then the four of them said goodbye to the elders and went to the courtyard next door.