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The next day,

After breakfast, Wang Zhuangzhi put on his carriage in the courtyard, while Liu Zhihua walked out carrying large and small bags.

Behind him are three neatly dressed children.

Erya pulled Jiaojiao to adjust her clothes. Jiaojiao smiled happily, her dark eyes shining brightly.

Xiao Li leaned his head, stared curiously at the porcelain jar in his little sister's hand, and asked in confusion: "Sister, what is this?"

"Well, I made the blessing jar and am going to take it to the mountain."

After speaking in a sweet voice, she gently patted the small jar with her little fleshy hand.

Xiao Li was confused and found that his sister didn't bring the kitten, so he asked again: "Sister, where is your little white cat? Why don't you take it with you when you go to the mountain?"

Jiaojiao Yaoyao nodded and blinked her eyes and said: "No, Meow Meow is asleep in the house."

"My sister's kitten is so funny. Like people, it likes to stay in bed and sleep in." Xiao Li said naively.

Jiaojiao scratched her cheek and said "Yeah."

In fact, Miaomiao took a shortcut from the back mountain to the mountain to inform Master in advance.

"You guys get on the carriage first."

Liu Zhihua called the children to get in the car.

Erya also urged: "Let's go, get on the carriage quickly..."

The whole family packed up and got into the carriage. Several children happily opened the curtain and looked outside.

Being able to ride in a carriage makes everyone feel so beautiful.

The carriage had just walked out for a while, when suddenly, Xiao Li clutched his stomach and cried out plainly: "Mom, my stomach hurts so much."

Liu Zhihua was startled, and hurriedly supported her and asked: "Hey, what's going on? Did you eat something unclean again?"

Xiao Li cried while holding his stomach and said: "I was thirsty when I got up early, so I drank a ladle of well water."

Liu Zhihua poked his forehead angrily, and said helplessly and distressedly: "Tell me, what kind of cold water do you drink when you get up early in the morning? It must be a cold stomach."

Xiao Li's eyes were full of tears. He covered his stomach with his hands and bent over. His face turned pale and he cried: "Oh...Mom, I don't want to die."

When Wang Zhuangzhi heard this, he stopped the carriage, opened the curtain and saw his son like this, and said quickly: "Mother, let's go home and make a bowl of ginger soup for you to drink. If it doesn't work, I'll go find the doctor."

"What kind of doctor are you looking for? Don't listen to his nonsense. Warm your stomach when it's cold and run to the hut and you'll be fine."

After saying that, Liu Zhihua hugged Xiao Li, rubbed his hands vigorously to warm them, put his hands directly into his clothes and rubbed against his flesh, and comforted him: "It's okay, it won't hurt in a while."

"Mom! It hurts so much -" Xiao Li screamed in pain.

Her delicate little face was full of worry, and she quickly stretched out her little hand and put it on the little brother's back without any trace, using her spiritual power to relieve him.

"Yes, pinch the tiger's mouth!" Erya imitated her mother's previous method, pressing the tiger's mouth point on Xiaoli's hand.

After a while, Xiao Li felt warm in his stomach. He smiled with tears in his eyes and said, "Oh, my stomach really doesn't hurt anymore."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

Wang Zhuangzhi looked at the mountain peaks in the distance, then looked at Xiao Li with sweat on his forehead, and said: "Damn it, we have just walked out. There is a long way to go to Qing'an Temple. Why don't you take Xiao Li back with you?"

Well, Master and I can also explain the matter about the fields."

Liu Zhihua nodded after hearing this, "Okay."

After hearing this, Xiao Li was unhappy and said quickly: "Mom, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore. I want to go."

After finally getting out, he also wanted to go to the mountains to see it.

Liu Zhihua nodded his forehead and said angrily: "I have caught a cold, and my stomach is aching for a while. Not only will it hurt on the road, but I will probably have to run to the hut. By then, you will be weak and there will be no place to treat you. What do you think?

It’s clear.”

Xiao Li was shocked when he heard this, and immediately shook his head, "Well, then I want to go home."

Erya saw that her mother and younger brother were not going, so she was a little hesitant to go. She turned to look at her little sister, who was looking eagerly, holding a jar in her arms to send blessings, so she hugged her sister without saying anything.

Wang Zhuangzhi drove the carriage back to his home, and Liu Zhihua helped Xiao Li get out of the carriage.

Looking at Erya and Jiaojiao, she said worriedly: "Erya pays close attention to my sister, holding hands at all times and not daring to let go."

Erya nodded and replied: "I know, mother."

"Head of the family, you should also be careful and keep an eye on the two children." Liu Zhihua told the head of the family again.

Wang Zhuangzhi responded with a smile: "Don't worry, I will keep an eye on you."

After watching the carriage leave, Liu Zhihua led Xiao Li through the door.

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The carriage drove all the way to Qing'an Temple.

Wang Zhuangzhi stopped the carriage and took the two children out of the car.

Today is probably a good day. There are many more pilgrims going up the mountain than that day, and there is an extra monk at the door to welcome guests.

Wang Zhuangzhi held Jiaojiao and Erya in his arms, and walked all the way to the courtyard where he worshiped Buddha that day.

There were many people in the Buddhist hall, and there were pilgrims waiting outside. Wang Zhuangzhi tiptoed to look for the monk that day.

Jiaojiao was lying on her father's back, holding a small jar in her hand, looking around with her big black eyes.

Suddenly, two familiar figures walked in at the door, the leader was wearing a curtain hat, and the uncle behind him was the one I had seen in the inn.

It was too clever, and Jiaojiao didn’t take a second look.

Zhao Shen noticed his gaze, glanced in Jiaojiao's direction, frowned and said to the second young lady: "Second Young Master, they are the two little girls he met at the inn that day."

After hearing this, Murong Yun raised her eyes and looked around, and finally landed on Jiaojiao and Erya. She smiled and said, "It's really them. It's quite a coincidence."

Glancing at the crowded Buddhist hall, Murong Yun walked straight towards them.

Although Zhao Shen was confused, he still followed behind.

Jiaojiao saw the two of them walking this way, put her arms around her father's neck and said softly: "Dad, I want to go to the ground."

Wang Zhuangzhi thought his daughter wanted to play in the ground, so he coaxed: "Jiaojiao, there are many people here. Dad will hold you and wait for the master. We will go to Master Xu Yi in a while."

While talking, Murong Yun had already walked over.

Erya's eyes suddenly widened when she saw the two people walking towards her.

This, isn't this the awesome sister I met at the inn yesterday!

Wang Zhuangzhi looked at the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him, especially the leader who was still wearing a veil. He held his daughter warily and took a half step back. His rough face asked with confusion: "What are you doing?"

She said in a sweet voice: "Dad, I met these two at the inn yesterday."

Wang Zhuangzhi was confused. The guests at the inn yesterday? After thinking about it for a long time, they had never interacted with each other. He didn't know them at all.

Murong Yun politely clasped her fists and said, "Uncle, don't be afraid, I'm just here to thank you."

Wang Zhuangzhi became more and more confused after hearing this. He waved his hand and said quickly: "We don't know you at all, so how can we thank you? I'm afraid you have mistaken the person."

"Dad, you found the wrong person. I recognize them both," Erya said in a low voice, pulling on the corner of dad's clothes.

Murong Yun opened the gauze curtain, and Wang Zhuangzhi was stunned.
Chapter completed!