Chapter 2232

Shen Qingci stood up and saluted master Jingkong. When she looked back, she seemed to see the Buddha and smile at him. She was so generous.

"Benefactor..."

The sudden voice of master Jingkong also stopped Shen Qingci.

"What else can I do for you, master?"

Shen Qingci is waiting. If she can do it, she will refuse, but if she can't, she will try to do it. If she can't, she will not be able to do it. If she can't, she can't do it. Then she can only go to the one in the palace. That's the emperor. The world is in his hands. Why do we change.

"Can I ask, benefactor, which wish to dream, but what wish?"

Master Jingkong has been staring at her, which is as quiet as the sea, but it is also like seeing flowers in the fog. Even he himself is not true.

May Shen Qing lift his finger when he resigns Wang. I want a mother and a brother.

So she got it.

"What else can I ask you, master?"

Shen Qingci asked master Jingkong. She answered all the questions he asked, but what questions did she have?

"Thank you very much

Master Jingkong is also a Buddhist ceremony, which makes Shen Qingci a little confused.

When she wanted to ask again, she found that she closed her eyes and banged the wooden fish on the table.

And this kind of wood fish's voice, now listen to in the ear, to also do not let a person feel irritated any more.

She turned around and left here. She also asked the little monk to take her to the room where she lived.

When she went in, he was sitting in front of the stone table, copying the Buddhist scriptures. However, his plain clothes still could not cover his air. There were not many rules, but he was free and easy.

It's just like his temperament.

However, he has always been the least fond of being bound by others. Now he can stay in the temple quietly, and even a piece of meat can't be eaten. Although all the children in her family grew up in the fourth weekend, they are also delicately raised.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Shen Qingci standing in front of him.

"Mother?"

He quickly put down his pen and ran to Shen Qingci. He knelt on the ground with a bend on his knees. "My mother is still OK. His son is unfilial. He can't be filial to his mother all the time."

Luo Yuzi was also very angry with himself, but his anger was too strong. His uncle said that if he didn't keep the violent pressure down, he would have to smash the Shuo palace. Therefore, he was here to cultivate his moral character, so that he could return to the mansion as soon as possible and be reunited with his mother.

Shen Qingci squatted down and felt the top of his hair.

All of a sudden, she felt that if she was given a chance, she would still choose to resign as Shen Qing, because this is her home and her family.

Lin Adou is young and has a mother and a brother. However, Shen Qing has gone through the world. Even if she is a girl, she can't pretend to be a girl. She is a mother. She wants to be a mother, but her children also need a mother.

"How thin?"

Shen Qingci pinched his face. "But the food here is not good. Go back with your mother. My mother wants you to make delicious food, OK?"

But he can't.

"Mother, I have not finished copying Buddhist scriptures."

He was embarrassed to say, life is not to have a beginning and end? He promised his uncle that he would copy all the Buddhist scriptures. They were the last Buddhist scriptures from Lou's family. They were very important.

My uncle never thought of selling it, and he was worried about other people for the transcription of Buddhist scriptures. Therefore, he left the matter to him. On the one hand, he could rest assured, on the other hand, he was good at life. He could temper his mind to avoid hurting people. Even if he didn't hurt two foxes, he would feel uneasy.

In this way, Shen Qingci thought about it, but he was still thinking seriously.

"Why don't you copy it for you?"

Anyway, she's at home, and she's still at leisure. Recently, she wants to have a good rest. The spices need to be released temporarily. In fact, yipinxiang doesn't need her very much. Even if she doesn't do it for several years, yipinxiang can't be destroyed.

It took her nearly 30 years to make yipinxiang the first fragrance in the world. Of course, she did not have to be a little donkey to do coolie every day.

So

She rolled up her sleeve and prepared to help her son copy the Scriptures. She could also let her son go home earlier. She would be vegetarian every day, and people would be hungry and thin.

It's not Sixiu here. She can steal some things for him when she's free. Eating meat in the temple is a great disrespect to the Buddha. Her father beat her to death.

"Mother, mother..."

The brand Yu learns is frightened, he hurriedly ran to come over, also block that table behind.

"The meaning of these Buddhist scriptures is difficult to understand. Only when you copy them carefully can you show your piety. If your son has copied them for a long time, he will feel dizzy. His mother should not copy them.""I'm not afraid. I only read characters."

Shen Qingci just came to copy the Buddhist scriptures, not a monk.

With his hand behind his back, he quickly picked up the Sutra.

"My mother's health is just right. It's better for Japan to take more rest. Although it's not heavy work to copy Buddhist scriptures, it will be tiring for the mother if it takes a long time. So it's better for the son to come."

Shen Qingci thought, brand Yu Si said is also right, she quickly also put down his sleeve.

She stretched out her hand and pinched her son's face. You can copy the Buddhist Scriptures for your uncle with peace of mind. "When you go back, your mother will let people cook meat for you."

"Good."

His eyes narrowed and he was very pleased.

Even the flesh on his face couldn't help but smoke. His mother's hand was very strong.

When it was late at night, when brand Heng thought about coming back, he knew that Shen Qingci had come back from xiangjue temple, and locked himself in the room. Then, it seemed that from time to time, there would be some noise coming from inside, which also scared the white plum and they did not dare to enter.

When he opened the door, he saw that Shen Qingci was knocking on the table with a ruler. This time and again, it was as if he was knocking something to dispel hatred.

"Ah Ning, what are you doing?"

Brand Heng thought came over and held up the brand white which was scared to shrink the corner of the wall. Every year, he was a bold man and fell asleep on the collapse.

It's that the brand white is too small. Maybe I haven't seen the chance of Shen Qingci breaking nerves so much, so I scared this little one silly.

He appeases brand white, who also uses his small claws to pick up his clothes. His round eyes also stare at Shen Qingci from time to time.

Shen Qingci took a few more strokes at the table.

"I'm practicing cooking."

"What kind of food?"

Brand Heng care came over and took away the ruler in Shen Qingci's hand. What can I do?

"Fried meat with bamboo shoots."

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