Daiyu didn't think much about it, she came up and hugged Qingwen's arm, and said affectionately: "It turns out that Sister Bao was thoughtful, but it was me, the second sister, the third sister, and the fourth sister who were not thoughtful enough.

However, sister is different now from before. She should have learned to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I will teach you in the future. It’s time for us sisters to get closer together."

"Sister Qing is still as outspoken as ever, that's all."

Tanchun said straightforwardly, "If Sister Lin is not available in the future, she can also come and ask us. Although we are vulgar and not as knowledgeable as Sister Bao and Sister Lin, we are also good at something. Sister, let's see who gave what today.

, just go find someone to teach you something in the future.”

"Okay, I will have to trouble these sisters in the future." Lin Qingwen did not be polite to them.

Whether she can learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is another matter. She really needs to seriously learn the writing of this world.

No matter where you are, if you want to take root and live a good life, you can't live blindly.

…

Qingwen settled down at Tubi Villa.

Daiyu came to talk to her every day and taught her how to read. The other sisters often came to sit and talk about poetry and songs, and do needlework. The life was quite comfortable.

A few days later, Yuanyang came with two little girls and some clothes and hairpin rings.

"The old lady asked Baoyu to go to Baiyun Temple tomorrow to fulfill his wish. When he and his second wife were ill, the family went to all the famous temples to worship.

Now that your illness is cured, although I relied on you, you still have to go and fulfill your vow. The old lady said that you have a predestined relationship with the Buddha, so she also went to worship with her.

The old lady specially prepared these things for you. Now that you have a distinguished status, you can no longer dress like a maid."

"Thank you old lady for me.

Qingwen smiled and took the luxurious clothes and jewelry.

The next day, she got on the sedan at the second gate, walked out of the gate, and got into a carriage with a green cover and beaded jewelry.

Jia Baoyu, who had just recovered from a serious illness, took another luxury car and walked in front.

The two maids temporarily assigned to her by Jia Mu, together with a woman from her courtyard, sat in a carriage at the back.

Baoyu's servants and a dozen people who often followed him out were riding horses around the car.

The group of people, both on cars and horses, were shouting and shouting as they moved forward.

Lin Qingwen doesn't like these pomps, but now that her status is different, she has to get used to it slowly.

The carriage drove straight to the gate of Baiyun Temple in the suburbs, and Qingwen and Baoyu came down.

Someone had come early to clear the place, but there was not a single male pilgrim in the temple.

Qingwen followed Baoyu to the main hall to worship the Buddha and was about to leave. Baoyu pulled her and said with a smile: "Sister Qing, the abbot of Baiyun Temple is a famous eminent monk. He has some connections with our family. It is rare for us to come here."

Why don't you go and ask him for advice?"

"I'm not going!" Qingwen was almost petrified on the spot.

Buddha, Tao, these gods, gods, and Tao, she didn't dare to move forward easily.

If someone sees the flaw, are you afraid that you will be burned to death as a goblin?

"Good sister, just go with me," Baoyu begged in a low voice. "Sister Lin is not here today. I might as well go and ask the old monk for a peace charm for her."

When he moved out of Daiyu, Qingwen had nothing to say and had to go to the Zen room with him.

As soon as the abbot Master Mingran saw Baoyu, he came up to him happily, and then saw Qingwen behind him. His eyes, which were narrowed into a line, suddenly shone brightly, and soon he returned to the compassionate look of Maitreya Buddha.

"Earlier, I only said that Baoyu is destined to be my Buddha. Now I see that the female donor is even more destined to be my Buddha. The donor should come and walk around more often in the future."

With such a bland opening statement, Qingwen couldn't tell whether he really understood anything. She could only respond casually: "Since it is the master's order, how dare Qingwen disobey it?"

The abbot nodded with a smile and started talking about Buddhism with Baoyu.

Lin Qingwen felt drowsy after hearing this. When she opened her eyes, it was noon and she heard the abbot cordially inviting them to stay for a fast meal.

She wiped her hazy eyes and went out with her mother-in-law, maids, etc. to the dormitory where the female pilgrim was temporarily staying.

When we reached the dormitories of male pilgrims, a boy of eighteen or nineteen came towards us.

The young man was wearing a blue cloth gown, with only a bamboo hairpin on his head. Seeing the female family members coming from the opposite side, he seemed startled, stopped hurriedly, and stood by the roadside with his head hanging down.

There was nothing to hide from on the direct road, so the mother-in-law and the maids immediately stepped forward and surrounded Qingwen.

"Where did you come from, this bastard? I wonder if there is a noble person coming today? Why are you wandering around like a headless chicken?" the mother-in-law scolded angrily.

"I am a scholar who is staying at Baiyun Temple and is waiting for next spring. Now it is lunch time and I am going to the dining hall. I don't want to bump into the girl. I hope you will forgive me." The young man bowed his head and clasped his fists in apology.

"Who has the time to listen to what you say? Let's go!" the old lady said impatiently, "If you don't leave, be careful and call someone to come and dig out your two thief eyes."

"Aunt Zheng, we don't let people walk around freely when we go out. It's already rude. How can we scold people like this?"

Qingwen frowned slightly and lightly opened her red lips: Young Master, please go first."

When the young man heard this, he hurriedly walked away and stopped after walking seven or eight steps.

"Girl, I want to eat in the temple. The vegetarian food here is not very delicious. There is only a five-spice dried tofu dish that you can try. But you need to get it quickly, otherwise it will be gone if you are late."

As if he guessed that he would be violently attacked by the mother-in-law's words again, the young man left in a hurry after speaking, and disappeared after a while.

The words I just said were just to repay Qingwen for treating her with courtesy.

"They all came to the temple to stay, but they don't want to eat!" Aunt Zheng rolled her eyes and muttered before she could even speak out her scolding words.

…

After settling down in a dormitory, Qingwen washed her hands and tasted the vegetarian meal that Aunt Zheng had brought back.

Stir-fried celery, stir-fried beans, five-spice dried tofu, spinach and fungus soup, not as rich as at home, but acceptable.

It's just that the clear soup is watery, tasteless, and only the dried tofu recommended by the boy is still manageable.

Qingwen soaked a bowl of rice in soup and ate it slowly with dried tofu.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly there was the sound of something being beaten hard, and then there was the voice of a girl complaining uncontrollably, "The food here is so terrible, how could Mr. Mu stay here for so long?"

"Princess Princess Jinzhiyuye, have you ever eaten such coarse food? Just like the prince said, let your family send you some every day?" A nun carefully persuaded.

"No, no, I can't let Mr. Mu see me and say I'm cowardly and can't bear hardships."

The voice fell silent, and the noble princess seemed to be immersed in eating. But after a while, she heard another "pop" sound.

"No, no! I really can't eat anymore!"
Chapter completed!