Luo Zheng was kind to her. Even if he had hurt her, she could not blame him anymore, not to mention he didn't mean it.
After being scolded by Qiu Bailu, Luo Zheng felt shamelessly relieved, because he knew that she no longer had any grudges in her heart, so he went to play cards with his mother and several old ladies from his family with a smile on his face.
The afternoon sun was warming up, and Luo Yan took Qiu Bailu to visit the pavilion in the back garden of the Luo family.
In a century-old family, wealth is embedded in the bones. Every move is graceful and elegant, and every plant and tree is beautiful. Compared with the Luo family, the Qiu family, which has no foundation, only scratches the surface of the superficial wealth.
The Luo family's landscape garden is half the size of a football field, with each scene being a scene at a time, with rockeries, springs, flowers and green grass that dazzle the eyes. Luo Zheng took Qiu Bailu around slowly, and when he encountered an interesting place, he would stop and give it to her.
To be more specific, he had a very good temperament and outstanding oral skills. By the time Qiu Bailu walked with him to the Buddhist hall in the center of the garden, nearly an hour and a half had passed.
"Are you paying attention to Buddha?" Qiu Bailu watched in surprise as Luo Zheng purified his hands in the running water in front of the hall, took incense, lit it, and knelt down to worship devoutly.
Luo Yan nodded to her, "I believe in King Ming, you know?"
"Wrathful Lord?" Qiu Bailu asked back, her eyes filled with brilliance.
Now it was Luo Yan's turn to be surprised, "You actually know?"
"I just know a little bit about it. Buddhist culture has a profound influence on architecture. I have read some books before, but I have not done any special research."
King Ming is also called the Wrathful Lord and the Wrathful King. King Ming's identity in Buddhism is the "wrathful incarnation" of Buddha. Legend has it that at one time Buddhism was almost extinct by a "pagan religion". One day Tathagata transformed into King Ming, with three heads and six arms.
"Paganism" must be eradicated.
If Tathagata represents the actual enlightenment of the Buddha, and Bodhisattva possesses compassion and relief, then King Ming can cultivate a strong will in people's hearts.
There are five Ming Kings enshrined in the Buddhist hall, with heavy-painted ink faces and terrifying and ferocious faces. Luo Yan stands in front of the Buddha statue holding incense. Amidst the smoke and smoke, he stands holding the incense. His expression is indifferent, just like a god.
After Luo Yan offered the incense, Qiu Bailu also took the incense to worship.
Luo Yan waited until she finished bowing before asking, "What are you begging for?"
"I don't ask for anything, I just hope that my mother can find peace."
Buddhism talks about reincarnation, and people who commit suicide will never be reincarnated. They will wander in the realm of nothingness forever.
Qiu Bailu looked at Luo Yan, and her heart warmed when she saw the compassion in his eyes. "Many people told me that she was not a good woman. For her own benefit, she caused the separation of other people's husbands and wives, the destruction of their families, and the separation of their wives and children. But. But
In my heart, she is just my mother. She loves me and protects me. No matter how busy she is at work, she never forgets to hug me when she comes home. But her temper is too impatient and she doesn't know how to be tactful, and she ends up getting hurt.
The consequences of hurting oneself..."
She never likes to talk about these things to outsiders, and has no way to tell others, but for some reason, seeing Luo Yan brings out all the pain that has been buried in her heart for many years. Qiu Bailu's voice choked up as she spoke. Luo Yan
Seeing her covering her face with her hands, she didn't comfort her. He only waited for her to calm down before she said, "Just cry. Don't think too much. Everyone has their own blessings. You are still so young, don't worry about it."
Keep everything in your heart and laugh when you should cry, this is the right thing."
His voice was calm, like a dose of good medicine, ironing Qiu Bailu's wounds smooth.
Qiu Bailu wiped her eyes with the back of her hand sheepishly, "Brother Luo, why do you believe in King Ming? What are you begging for?"
When people in the world believe in Buddha, they only believe in the benevolent side and hope that Buddha will save all sentient beings. But this person only believes in the wrathful side of Buddha, which is really different.
Luo Yan smiled slightly, "When I do business, of course I want to make money. As for why I pay homage to King Ming, maybe I am a different person."
Qiu Bailu couldn't help but think about what Qin Zhen said about Luo Yan leading the fleet to beat the pirates and run away, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.
"To seek wealth, you should worship the God of Wealth, and Guan Gong is also a good choice." She joked about Luo Yan.
Luo Yan touched his palms and said, "So, I am different."
After a day of shopping at Luo's house, after dinner, Qiu Bailu stood up to say goodbye. Madam Luo held her hand and said, "Good girl, I will come over to play often in the future. My family is full of bad-tempered boys, and I just like you."
Such a well-behaved and smart girl."
Qiu Bailu smiled and agreed, and Luo Zheng drove her home.
The Qiu family's villa is in the west of Binhai City, while the Luo family's old house is in the east of the city. The two families are far apart, and they have to drive across the entire Binhai City. Luo Zheng felt that there was so much traffic in the city, so he turned onto the newly opened Ring Expressway.
Although it took some detours, it was smooth sailing all the way.
It's almost April, and the weather is gradually getting warmer. The bright moon on the sea is like a silver plate, and the sea waves are like broken silver under the moonlight, with light waves. Qiu Bailu opens the car window a little, and the wind with the breath of the sea comes in.
, she reached her hand out of the window, and the wind swam between her fingers.
There was a Golden Steel Sutra sung by a female voice playing in the car. Qiu Bailu had heard it before, and she also hummed along with the sutra. Luo Yan drove the car without squinting, "I will come to my house often from now on. This is the most regretful thing in my life for my mother."
I just haven’t given birth to a girl, so you should talk to her more and let her introduce business to you."
"Okay. Once I have mastered my poker skills, I will accompany my aunt to kill everyone."
The Luo family is very low-key in Binhai, and they are the kind who make a lot of money secretly, but the people who can get into his family are definitely not ordinary people. If you can establish a good relationship with these people, Qiu Bailu's business in Binhai will be better in the future.
Very smoothly.
Qiu Bailu knew that Luo Yan was trying to help her on purpose, but she didn't point it out. Keeping his feelings in mind, she made up her mind to design his new home to her liking.
As the car got off the highway, Qiu Bailu's cell phone rang twice. Qiu Bailu took out her cell phone and looked at it, and immediately laughed, "Oh, it seems that worshiping Buddha is really useful. I have received new business."
Someone sent her an email, saying that he saw Qiu Bailu's advertisement on the Internet. He had lived overseas for many years, and now he had returned to China to buy a new house, but it had not been renovated. He hoped that Qiu Bailu could design it for her.
It had only been a month since Qiu Bailu opened, and the enthusiasm was high. After receiving the email, I immediately started working until about two o'clock in the night, when I suddenly heard the sound of the iron gate opening from outside the window.
Qiu Bailu held the coffee cup and looked outside, her expression froze.
Huo Dongheng drove the car back without calling the driver. After parking his car, he walked towards the villa. When he saw that the light was still on at Qiu Bailu's window, he stopped and looked up.
The two people's eyes happened to meet each other.
Qiu Bailu panicked and immediately dropped the coffee cup in her hand. The sound of the porcelain cup breaking was very loud in the silent night.
A cup full of coffee fell to the ground and splashed up. The farthest water droplets splashed directly onto Huo Dongheng's shiny leather shoes. Huo Dongheng: "...Murder your husband?"
However, his words were not heard by Qiu Bailu. As soon as the cup fell, she withdrew her head, closed the window tightly, and pretended that nothing happened.
Qiu Bailu didn't know what Huo Dongheng was doing when he came back so late. They had already agreed that there was no place for him to sleep except for the storage room in the house. Qiu Bailu knew that although the room was quite large, it was in the basement.
There is no heating equipment, and the small bed inside is still the children's bed that Qiu Bailu slept on when she was a teenager. Huo Dongheng's height cannot stretch out his arms and legs at all.
Qiu Bailu was a little worried about Huo Dongheng, fearing that he would use evil intentions. She picked up a construction manual from the table that was as thick as a Kangxi dictionary and hid behind the door, just waiting for Huo Dongheng to dare to break in.
Make him look good.
But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the corridor.
Qiu Bailu opened the door hesitantly and happened to see the maid passing by holding a quilt.
The maid smiled at her and said, "My uncle is back. He said that he drank some wine and was afraid that he would smell bad and choke the lady, so he didn't come up."
Qiu Bailu hid the construction manual behind her back, paused and said, "Oh, then bring him an extra quilt...so he doesn't catch a cold."
Huo Dongheng actually went to sleep in the storage room. Qiu Bailu never thought about it. The words she told the maid slipped out completely unconsciously. By the time she said it, it was already too late to regret it. The maid had gone far away and she wanted to take it back.
It’s also impossible.
Qiu Bailu slept very uneasily that night because the construction manual under her pillow, which was harder than a brick, made her toss and turn like a pancake and couldn't fall asleep.
For several days in a row, Huo Dongheng came back at the same time and slept peacefully in the storage room. Although the two of them lived under the same roof, they didn't even make eye contact.
It took Qiu Bailu two weeks to finalize the design and made an appointment with the client to meet at the teahouse.
The other party is a middle-aged woman in her thirties. Although she has an average appearance, she has an outstanding temperament. She is calm and intellectual in every move she makes. She is born into an extraordinary person at first glance.
It was Qiu Bailu's first time dealing with a client by herself, and she felt a little nervous. She took out the design drawing and handed it over carefully, "I heard that Ms. Chen has been living in Italy, so the design of the room absorbed some Roman architectural styles, and the main design style was biased.
Western style, see if you like it, if not, I can change it."
Chen Yunzhi took the drawing and looked at it, a little surprised. "I didn't expect that someone would draw the drawing by hand. Miss Qiu spent a lot of time?"
"Haha, this is my habit." Most modern designers use computers to make drawings, which saves trouble and makes changes easy. But Qiu Bailu still maintains her authenticity. Unless she is pressed for time, she usually draws by hand.
Chen Yunzhi lowered her head to look at the drawings, and Qiu Bailu explained to her the various designs on the drawings. Chen Yunzhi initially had no confidence in Qiu Bailu, but as Qiu Bailu patiently explained, she became interested in her designs.
Qiu Bailu was not good at business, but she was good at drawing. Chen Yunzhi was not satisfied with some parts of the room, but as soon as she said it, Qiu Bailu immediately understood and made changes in a few strokes without stopping. Chen Yunzhi watched from the side.
I couldn't help but admire it in my heart.
The two were chatting happily when they suddenly heard a cold laugh from someone behind them. Qiu Bailu turned around and was surprised to find Ren Ying standing not far away with several other women.