It was already the end of Zishi when we came out of Tenglong Pavilion.
On a winter night, although there was no wind, the bone-chilling cold air came out of nowhere, making people shiver. Ding Xilan subconsciously closed her collar, still thinking about what had just happened.
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This guy Lei Shaoyang is really cunning. He refused to sort out the books he had unloaded and pushed them all to her. Speaking of which, it was only because he was excited and got too carried away, which gave him the opportunity to take advantage of him.
God knows how long she will be busy organizing that pile of books, so she postpones the matter to the next day and promises that she will arrange the books neatly within half a month.
However, being able to reach this contract with him and keep her innocence is enough for her to ignore this slightly "troublesome" matter. Moreover, from now on, she can freely enter and leave his study, consult the peerless medical classics, and at the same time, she can
Mr. Yang asked for advice. For her, this was the happiest thing.
Passing through the corridor, with the faint starlight and the lanterns hanging on the eaves, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the small Buddhist hall. An inexplicable emotion suddenly pulled her, making her decide to go to the small Buddhist hall.
More than a month ago, when she went to the Little Buddha Hall, her eldest aunt happened to be infected with wind and cold. She often gave her decoctions and took care of her until she got over the cold and recovered. Later, in order to try to defeat Lei Shaoyang in the ring
, she hasn’t been there for a long time, and she has been busy with things this month, especially the arena competition. Just practicing the dice took her a lot of time. At this moment, when she saw the lonely little Buddhist hall, she
Thinking of it, she will be getting married to Lei Shaoyang in a few days. Then, will someone notify the eldest aunt? Will the eldest aunt attend their wedding banquet?
Ding Xilan groped slowly, and as she got closer to the Buddhist hall, the faint sound of the wooden fish gradually became clearer.
Auntie is still reciting sutras so late at night?
After thinking for a while, Ding Xilan reached out and knocked on the door.
"who?"
A voice full of vicissitudes of life came from inside the house.
"It's me, Xilan." Ding Xilan responded.
After a while, Ding Xilan heard the door creak open, and Lei Ao's first wife, Hong Fang, appeared in front of her wearing a pale white coarse cotton shirt. With her head full of white hair and pale cheeks, she looked like she was wearing this shirt.
It made her look even more haggard and old.
"Girl Xilan, you're still up so late, why are you here? It's cold, come in quickly."
When Ding Xilan took care of Hong Fang, Hong Fang was still a little aloof towards Ding Xilan at first, and her attitude was very cold. However, after a few days, Ding Xilan's careful and considerate and tireless work moved her heart, which had been cold for many years. This girl whom she had never met before was moved.
, faced with the indifference and even the difficulty of a person with such an eccentric temper, she is still so calm and attentive, how can it not touch her heart?
Ding Xilan looked at the eldest lady in front of her, inexplicable sadness rose in her heart, and tears almost burst out of her eyes. Fortunately, she held back in time. After entering the small Buddhist hall, Ding Xilan felt that the inside was not much warmer than the outside.
"Auntie, why don't you build a stove? Your body won't be able to bear the weather like this." Ding Xilan asked while searching for the stove, "Auntie, where are the stove and charcoal?"
"In the small box next to the Buddha's seat." Hong Fang looked at her busy figure and knew that she would definitely not give up if he didn't tell her. In fact, she has been exhausted physically and mentally for many years, and she is not afraid of the cold or heat. If she didn't still have a little concern for the human world in her heart, I'm afraid she would have lost the courage to live.
Ding Xilan followed her instructions and found the heater. However, since it had not been used for a long time and the box was uncovered, the heater was already covered with a thick layer of dust. Ding Xilan found a rag and wiped the heater clean. He lit a fire and moved it in front of Hong Fang.
"You haven't told me yet, why are you here so late?"
Ding Xilan looked at Hong Fang's kind face and didn't know what to say for a moment. Hong Fang noticed her hesitation and smiled: "Silly boy, what else can't you say to aunt? It's rare for aunt to be like you. If you have any worries, wouldn't it make my eldest aunt feel cold?"
"I couldn't sleep, and I remembered that I hadn't seen my eldest aunt in a long time, so I came over. Coincidentally, my eldest aunt wasn't asleep yet." Ding Xilan ignored her previous trip to Tenglong Pavilion.