Chapter 445

Liang Yuan gets up early to practice boxing. It's hard for Wen jinniang not to sleep in. She goes to the small kitchen to bake some sesame pancakes in the morning.

Stir fry black sesame, mix with white sugar, stir fry until white sugar pulp drawing, set aside.

The dough is divided into several even dough formulations. Wen jinniang wraps the dough with sweet sesame filling one by one, then carefully rolls it into pancakes, pastes them into a hot pot, drips some sesame oil and roasts them until the pancakes change color.

"It smells good. What did you make today?"

Liang Yuanyi looks at Wen jinniang on the doorframe. It's wonderful to have a quiet time. It's not bad to live like this with Wen jinniang in Beijing without those troubles.

"Call Xiaoqi and get ready for breakfast. Today I baked sesame pancakes."

"Good."

Yang Qi went to bed late last night when he studied chess notation. This morning, he got up and sat down at the dining table.

Liang Yuan, looking at him like this, began to tease him. He picked up a sesame pancake and gently tore it in half and fanned Yang Qi.

The aroma of sesame lingered in his nose. Yang Qi's eyes narrowed and opened, looking at the black sesame cake under his eyes.

"This is what my sister did?"

Ignoring Liang Yuan's provocation, Yang Qi turns her stiff neck and looks at Wen jinniang.

"Yes, your brother-in-law and I are going to Lingguang Temple today. We just need to bring more dry food."

Wen jinniang brings the yellow millet porridge to Yang Qi. She takes a bite of sesame pancake in a happy mood. She feels the fragrance of sesame between her lips and teeth, and is full of confidence in Lingguang temple.

"I'm going too."

Yang Qi took a mouthful of porridge and a piece of sesame pancake in one hand. Ignoring Liang Yuan's big eyes, he took a mouthful from left to right. Anyway, he was a child, so he didn't need to think about elegance and reserve when eating.

"We don't go to Lingguang temple to play. What do you do with it?"

Liang Yuan glanced at the maidservants around him, but he couldn't make a sesame cake like Yang Qi, so he had to fight back.

"Sister, take me. I promise I won't make trouble."

"Well, well, as long as you go, be good. It's no problem to take you. It's a distraction."

"Thank you, sister."

"Porridge, don't just eat cakes, if you like, I'll make it for you next time."

"Good."

Yang Qi was in a good mood and turned his eyes. Liang Yuan, who had a black face, raised his sesame cake like a demonstration.

Liang Yuan is so angry that Wen jinniang has already spoken. She can't stop him any more. If it's a big deal, she should drag a tail to Lingguang temple.

Liang Yuan thought that his temporary concession was over. Unexpectedly, after breakfast, when the three people came to the door, they were severely hit again.

"Why should he ride a carriage with you and I ride a horse?"

Liang Yuan grabbed Wen jinniang's sleeve and was wronged.

"Xiao Qi doesn't know how to ride a horse. Of course, he will ride a carriage with me. Don't you know how to ride a horse? What's the problem?"

Yang Qi stands on one side silently, watching Liang Yuan and Wen jinniang fight for a carriage, but Wen jinniang mercilessly refuses.

"Don't make trouble. This carriage is just for two people, but it's too crowded for three."

"I'll get a bigger carriage now, so we can ride together."

"First of all, it takes time to change to a bigger and more comfortable carriage. We don't have much time to delay. Secondly, our budget is limited and the restaurant costs a lot. If you can save it, you can save it."

Wen jinniang ignores Liang Yuan's desire to talk. She greets Yang Qi and gets on the carriage. Liang Yuan reluctantly rides on the horse and guards by the carriage. They go to Lingguang temple.

After Yang Qi sat down, Wen jinniang took out a whole set of tea sets and some preserved fruits from the drawer at hand.

"Eat it. I made this dried almond myself. It's not as sweet as the one I bought. You should like it."

Yang Qi took the dried almonds and looked at Wen jinniang. After eating the dried almonds in silence, he asked slowly.

"My sister won't let her brother-in-law sit in. Is there something to say?"

"Xiaoqi is so clever. I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

Yang Qi is very helpful to Wen jinniang's boasting. Although the expression on her face doesn't change, her slightly raised chin reveals the young man's mind.

Wen jinniang waved to Yang Qi, motioned to the other party to put her ear close to him, and then whispered. Yang Qi was stunned and frowned at last.

"Is that really OK?"

"Don't worry. I know it. Just do it."

"Good."

Lingguang temple is not as popular as the royal temple, but it is the first-class temple in the suburbs of Beijing.

Master Jingxin of Lingguang temple is an eminent monk. As soon as the Buddhist lecture is held, believers can be found all over the world, which makes Lingguang Temple famous throughout the whole week.

The mountain road in front of the gate of Lingguang temple can't be empty all the year round. It's early to go out today, and then there is still a long line. Fortunately, the monks in the temple have given proper guidance, and soon it's Liang Yuan's turn.

Yang Qi and Wen jinniang got out of the carriage one after another and walked to the temple with Liang Yuan.

There are many classes of people coming to Lingguang temple, including ordinary people, rich people and royal families. However, the rule of Lingguang temple is that all people are equal, and those who come here have to abide by the rules.

Liang Yuan and Yang Qi tacitly stand on both sides of Wen jinniang and guard her firmly in the middle. They follow zhiseng Ke to the main hall. They pretend to worship Buddha like many pilgrims.

After getting up, Wen jinniang went to one side of the merit box, took out a stack of silver tickets with a face value of 100 liang from her purse, and pushed them into the slot of the merit box. She saw that she had already put the silver tickets into more than half of the box. In a Shami's curved face, Wen jinniang pulled out the silver tickets again.

"Amitabha, benefactor, why are you hesitant to donate oil?"

The hermit, who was guarding the merit box, saw that Wen jinniang pulled out the silver note, and his smile gradually solidified on her face. At the moment, she met the front and asked a little kindly.

"Thank you for asking, but it's nothing. I'm just curious. Can Buddha feel my sincerity when I put so many banknotes in it?"

"Don't worry, benefactor. Buddha will feel it."

Shami's eyes were fixed on Wen jinniang's stack of banknotes. With her hands flapping up and down, she went up and down.

Liang Yuan looks at Wen jinniang's side face and subconsciously touches her chin. Although he doesn't know what jinniang wants to do, with jinniang's present look and his understanding of jinniang, Liang Yuan concludes that the monk is going to cry for a while.

"Little master is so young that he seems to have just entered Lingguang temple?"

"Yes, I have been in Lingguang temple for only three years."

"Well, I'm still a little tangled. If only I could see more powerful masters. Little master, I don't know. Minfu came to Lingguang Temple specially for the sake of family troubles. If the money is not enough, I can add more

Then he took Liang Yuan's purse before he went out. The silver note inside was bigger, and the eyes of Sami were almost staring out of his eyes.

Although there are many rich people coming to Lingguang temple, it's rare to see such a large amount of money for the first time.