The old man came back to the door with the dog in his arms.
Wu Xun said to Jiang Tongtong, "it's fate."
Jiang Tongtong's excited eyes were full of tears, and he took the dog from the old man. The dog was very clever. He just licked it in the palm of her hand, as if he were recognizing her smell. Jiang Tongtong touched the dog's head, soft touch, like a feather brushing his heart.
She bowed to the old man, "thank you, old man."
The old dog named Wangfu turned around Jiang Tongtong for a few times and sniffed again. Jiang Tongtong was not afraid. He squatted down and Wangfu leaned over to lick the puppy in her arms.
The dog made a whimpering sound, as if reluctantly saying goodbye to his mother.
The old man looked at Jiang Tongtong, showing a benevolent smile. She smiled and said, "my Wangfu is spiritual, a good dog, and a raw dog is also good."
Wangfu licked the dog once, and then returned to the old man. The old man lovingly reached out and touched it, with a gentle smile on his face: "Wangfu will help me do things. He is a good dog."
Jiang Tongtong shed tears, held the dog and bowed to the old man: "grandma, thank you for your gift."
The old man waved his hand, "you're welcome. I didn't have much food to feed it. These days, I just want to ask others if they want it. Don't thank me."
The old man looked at Wu Chu with admiration: "Buddhism stresses fate. You are all predestined people."
Wu Xuan folded his hands, smiled gently, took out the herbs and said to the old man, "old man, this herb can nourish the mind and brighten the eyes. You can dry and mash it, boil porridge and soup, and put a little bit."
The old man didn't understand medicinal materials, but when he heard that the effect was so good, he subconsciously refused: "no, I don't want it."
Wu Xun whispered, "Amitabha, old man, meeting is fate, you take it."
The old man believed in Buddhism. Listening to Wu Xun's words, she would not delay any longer. She looked at Wu Xun's trembling hands and folded them in admiration: "thank you, Buddha."
Leaving from the old man's house, Jiang Tongtong has been holding the puppy and touching it very much. From time to time, she holds it up and sticks the puppy's soft hair on her cheek.
Her youth is just right, and it's hard to show her true feelings. Zhang pan couldn't help taking more photos of her for a period of time.
On the way back, Wu Chu was still singing scriptures and returning to Qingshan temple with the sunset.
Jiang Tongtong is going to make a small nest for the dog.
Wu Xun went to get a silver needle for Prince Xiao Chu Nan.
They were bored, so they slept until now. After Wu Xun took the silver needle, Prince Xiao got up and stretched out his limbs. He felt very comfortable. His muscles and bones no longer felt any straight pain. His eyes looked at Wu Xun changed.
"Master Lu, thank you so much. I will pay you for my treatment at the best price at present."
The comfort of the body and the release of comfortable feelings by every nerve cell cannot deceive people, and he should naturally pay for enjoying such good medical skills.
Prince Xiao jumped gently. "I think I'm light now, as if I can fly. Hahaha, although what I said is a little exaggerated, it's really like this."
He dances all year round, and his body is agile. When his body is not tired, the lightness will give him an illusion that he can fly, which has not been seen for several years.
Before Chu Nan got up, he yawned under the quilt and said, "I also think Master Lu's acupuncture is at its peak. We are very lucky to meet him. Otherwise, we can't find such a good doctor even if we pay. This acupuncture is really comfortable. I'm very sleepy now. I have to sleep again and call me for dinner."
He didn't want to sleep, but there was a physiological reaction in some part, but Wang Zixiao was there again, and he couldn't ask why.
Wu Xun looked warm and smiled faintly: "when you feel comfortable, everything will be fine naturally. If you are willing to believe me, I will naturally live up to my expectations. Money is not money. There is a merit box in the main hall. Just donate some at will. With this heart, you can do good deeds to save others."
Wang Zixiao is really admired. He doesn't even know how much money they will take. He can say such words. It can be seen that he is really open-minded.
Everyone pursues money, fame and wealth, but some people really see through this secular world.
Wu Xun turned and went out to wash the silver needle.
Wang Zixiao came to the yard and happened to see Jiang Tongtong teasing the dog. He walked over and asked, "where did you get the dog?"
Jiang Tongtong answered in a low voice, "just went down the mountain with Master Lu, and I happened to meet him in a family. Master Lu helped me to raise him."
Wang Zixiao thought of Wu Xun and said that Jiang Tongtong was too boring and suggested her to have a dog. He didn't expect that there would be a puppy so soon. It was a gray black one. It looked soft and cute. Wang Zixiao asked, "what's the name of your dog?"
Jiang Tongtong touched the dog's paw: "I haven't named it yet."
When she came back, she made a kennel. The dog liked to climb out. She took the dog out with her. Before she had time to name it, she actually wanted to ask Wu Xun.
Wang Zixiao was interested as soon as he heard that he hadn't named it. He sat down and said, "my friend's dogs are called Lili yinjila or something. They are quite foreign-style, like our Chinese style. Most of them like to call Laifu Wangfu or something. I haven't named the dog, but if you're worried, I can help you think about it."
Wang Zixiao looked at Jiang Tongtong holding the dog. Somehow, he even wanted to touch it.
Jiang Tongtong was a little uncomfortable. She said faintly, "no, I'm ready to ask Master Lu."
She didn't want the dog to be named.
And she is not used to Prince Xiao talking to her so much. As early as she came to the program, she knew that Lu qiuran's friends would be the same as Lu qiuran.
Jiang Tongtong returned to the room.
Looking at Jiang Tongtong's back, Wang Zixiao couldn't help touching his nose, revealing a touch of melancholy.
He is not Huo Huo. He and Lu qiuran are good friends with each other, but they usually don't contact much. He has been in this circle for too long. He wants to be popular and exposed, and Lu qiuran happens to have an opportunity.
Lu qiuran didn't like Jiang Tongtong, so naturally, they followed Lu qiuran to isolate Jiang Tongtong, but after all, it was a live broadcast, and they couldn't do too much.
Now looking at Jiang Tongtong's estrangement from him, Prince Xiao felt a little guilty. He heard that Jiang Tongtong could play the piano and violin. In fact, they had a common topic to talk about.
Now make a friend, and there may even be cooperation opportunities in the future, but Jiang Tongtong obviously doesn't want to talk to him more, so he can only forget it.
At six o'clock in the evening, dinner is served on time.
Lu qiuran has packed up his mood and cooked dinner with Mu Xue. It looks very rich, including braised pork with plum vegetables, braised pork ribs and radish broth.
Lu qiuran looked natural, and no one saw anything. Mu Xue didn't watch his mobile phone, and he didn't know what had happened. Naturally, the program team wouldn't say more, and they were eager for this thing to fade.