The old monk lovingly touched Yuan Xin's bald head and said softly, "He and I have a destiny."
After saying that, he turned around and went back.
The young monk Yuanxin touched his bald head and still couldn't understand how it was predestined.
But since the master had said so, he couldn't change anything, so he simply stopped thinking about it, quickly followed the old monk's steps, and affectionately pulled the old monk's sleeve to ask him to give him a string of Buddhist beads as well.
It was almost afternoon when Han Xiao's mother returned home. Han Xiao hadn't eaten much all day and was very hungry.
After handing the things to the servant, he went into the kitchen.
Han's mother happened to be in the kitchen watching the cooks prepare dinner for tonight. Seeing Han Xiao come back, she smiled and said, "Why are you back so late? Are there many people at Guoan Temple?"
Han Xiao shook his head: "Fortunately, Mom has nothing to eat. Dad and I are almost starving to death."
The two of them only ate a little when they went out in the early morning. Climbing is a physical activity, and after going back and forth, the little food in their stomachs had already been digested.
Hearing Han Xiao say that he was still hungry, Han's mother quickly prepared a bowl of noodles for Han Xiao.
The noodle soup is made with chicken soup that has been stewed for a long time. It is golden and fragrant.
Han Xiao couldn't help swallowing as he took it: "Thank you, Mom. By the way, Dad hasn't eaten either. He must be hungry too."
"I see. I'll send it over to your father right away. I made a bit too much, and you didn't eat much at noon when you weren't around. Why don't you take it over and eat with him?"
Speaking of softness, Han Xiao's expression softened involuntarily and he picked up both bowls of chicken noodle soup: "Okay, Mom, I'll go back now."
Looking at Han Xiao's back as he walked out in a hurry, Han's mother smiled helplessly and shook her head. It was true that Han Xiao would easily lose his composure when it came to soft things.
Knowing that the young master hadn't eaten anything today, Han Xiao was a little worried. When he walked to his small courtyard, it was very quiet. Han Xiao thought the young master was sleeping and didn't think much about it.
As soon as he entered, he was almost knocked over by Chuyi who was coming towards him. Han Xiao turned sideways and hugged the chicken noodle soup in his hand.
Seeing Chuyi rushing over with his head down, Han Xiao frowned and said, "What are you doing? Why are you in such a hurry?"
When he first saw that it was Han Xiao, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Nothing, just playing with the young master, I won't tell you anymore, I want to hide as soon as possible?"
Han Xiao was confused. Hiding? Hiding from what?
With a head full of questions, Han Xiao pushed the door open and saw the young master counting against the wall.
"Nineteen, twenty! Are you hiding? I'm coming to catch you."
Han Xiao: “…”
You are so old and still playing hide-and-seek.
Han Xiao put down the tray in his hand, walked to the wall and pulled the young master into his arms.
The young master was covering his eyes when he was suddenly picked up by someone and was startled.
Then she felt a familiar breath, immediately put her little hand down and shouted happily: "Husband, you are back!"
Han Xiao nodded gently and kissed the young master's pink lips lightly: "Well, I'm back."
As he said this, he carried the young master to the table and put him down.
"I heard from my mother that you didn't eat anything at noon, so why don't you eat something with me?"
The young master sat down obediently and nodded happily. Looking at the golden chicken noodle soup, his stomach, which was not hungry at first, suddenly growled.
"Gurgle~" The young master touched his belly awkwardly.
He said confidently: "It's not me who is hungry, it's your son who is hungry."
Han Xiao found it amusing. This young master who was trying so hard to save his dignity was also very cute: "Well, Ruanruan is right. My son is hungry. Eat quickly. Don't let my son starve."
The young master always felt that what Han Xiao said was a little wrong, but he was too hungry to think too much, so he picked up the noodles and drank a few mouthfuls of soup first.
As the young master drank, he finally understood and asked Han Xiao resentfully, "Why do you only care about your son? Don't you care about me?"
Han Xiao: "......"
Why settle the score after the event?
Han Xiao picked up all the chicken from his bowl and gave it to the young master: "Guanxi, look, I'll give it all to you, okay?"
The young master was not angry even though Han Xiao treated him like a child.
I continued to eat the noodles happily, but I seemed to have forgotten something.
On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, Han Que, Han Yuer, Xiaobai and the tiger were still playing hide-and-seek, but they didn't expect that the "hunter" had already started eating.
When the young master and Han Xiao were being intimate in the room, Chuyi came in with three people.
Seeing the young master nestled in Han Xiao's arms reading a storybook, Chuyi said resentfully, "Young master, have you forgotten us?"
The young master looked at Chuyi and then remembered that he seemed to be playing games before Han Xiao got pregnant and then he forgot about it...
The young master felt guilty and didn't dare to look at them. Even Xiaobai growled at him in dissatisfaction.
Xiaobai had grown into a big tiger. The young master could no longer hold it in his arms. He could only touch Xiaobai's head and apologize to it: "I'm sorry, Xiaobai, I just forgot about you. Please forgive me."
Not sure if Xiaobai understood, Han Xiao smiled as he watched the interaction between them, then said to Chuyi, "Chuyi, go see if dinner is ready. We're going to eat soon. Oh, and tell Xing Yi to go to Mr. Qinghe's place and tell him that my dad invited Mr. Qinghe to come over for the New Year's Eve dinner."
Chuyi nodded, looked at the young master who was still feeling guilty, turned around and went out to work.
Fifteen has relatively strong brain nerves. Although the young master stood him up, he fell asleep while hiding just now.
So I just found a place to sleep, and now I feel much better after waking up.
Han Yuer and Han Que saw that Han Xiao had also returned, and they happily climbed onto the couch, wanting Han Xiao to tell them a story.
Han Xiao looked at the three big babies surrounding him and suddenly felt very happy.
After patting their heads one by one, Han Xiao looked at the much taller Han Que and asked, "Han Que, how are your studies going lately?"
Now Han Mingyuan was busy studying and had no time to take care of Han Que, so he sent Han Que to the teacher.
Han Que looked guilty. He was really not good at studying. He couldn't even understand the homework assigned by the teacher.
Moreover, he didn't want to just study. He wanted to be an invincible general like General Huo.
However, he didn't dare to tell Han Xiao these words. When he got into trouble, Han Mingyuan could still turn a blind eye. But it was different with his eldest brother. He would really beat him.
Looking at Han Que's guilty expression, Han Xiao knew what was going on.
He picked up the young master's notebook and couldn't help but knocked Han Que on the forehead: "It seems you want to be beaten again!"
Seeing Han Xiao was angry, Han Yuer said in a baby voice: "Brother, the second brother said he doesn't want to study, he wants to be a general!"
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