【69 Book Bar-W-W-W.6-9-S-H-U.C-O-M】Nangung Lu's eyes couldn't help but darken, and he held back the soreness and swelling in his heart, and said, "
OK, let's start!"
Nangong Yi replied, "It's the master!"
Nangong Lu taught him one by one. For this son, his fatherly love was obvious than what he had given to Nangong Lin at the time, but the child did not know that, and just regarded him as his mentor.
On the other hand, Qingyu prepared all the medicinal materials and went to the temple.
She came here as usual to burn incense for Nangong Che. On weekdays, she came early in the morning. At that time, there were not many people in the temple, but today, she came a little late, and it was now the time when the incense was in full swing.
Qingyu went to find Lingyin first and gave her the configured herbal tea. For this reason, the little nun was very grateful and lowered her head and said, "Thank you so much, my wife, I will let my disciples cook it right away."
Qingyu pointed his head and reminded, "If there is tangerine peel, it will taste better."
Lingyin replied, "It happened that Mr. Li sent a batch of tangerine peels in the temple last month, and now it can be used."
Qingyu smiled slightly and said, "There are not a lot of herbal tea this time. I will pick it after I use it."
Lingyin is very grateful. Qingyu has helped them a lot over the years. Although the people in this temple were also coming to burn incense and pray for blessings, the number of people was not very large every day. However, since Qingyu came, she has made a name for saving the world.
When it was spread to the foot of the mountain, people from other places would come to visit, which greatly enhanced their reputation in the temple and made their incense much more prosperous.
"Thank you, madam." Lingyin thanked again, and asked her, "Have you had any fragrance today?"
Qingyu shook his head and replied, "When I came just now, I saw a lot of pilgrims in the temple. I wanted to wait for someone to leave before going."
Lingyin knew that she was as indifferent as smoke and did not like crowded places. Therefore, she suggested, "Madam, why not do this? I asked my disciple to pack up a guest room to place the spiritual seats of your deceased husband and daughter.
?”
Qingyu shook his head and refused politely, "Thank you for your kindness, but I still hope to put their tablets in the temple."
In fact, Qingyu also has her own concerns. She thought that she and Nangong Che had no descendants anymore. If one day she was no longer there, no one would burn him incense, but if he enshrine his longevity card in the temple.
Then he and Yue'er can enjoy the incense of others and will not be forgotten.
Lingyin didn't force her, and said, "Okay, if the lady changes her mind, you can find me at any time."
Qingyu nodded. Now when she mentioned Nangong Che, her heart still had ripples, but the biting pain was reduced a lot. She would not be as hysterical as before. She firmly believed
As long as the belief in your heart does not disappear, they will still meet in the next life!
Qingyu sat in the temple for a while, and after people went down the mountain one after another, she went to the temple to burn incense to Nangong Che.
She looked at his tablet, with some incense ash stained on it, and she took out a brocade plaster to wipe it. Her movements were very gentle, as if she was helping him wipe his cheeks, and she said softly, "You and Yue'er are there."
Have you been through it? I know you have been waiting for a long time, but you will keep waiting for me, right?"
Qingyu knows him, even if his life is so long, he will wait!
She smiled, wiped the tablet clean and placed it again on the incense table, and said, "Ache, Yue'er, see you tomorrow!"
The little nuns in the nun are no longer surprised. They can see that Qingyu and her deceased husband have a deep relationship. They also think that she is a poor woman. Not only does she have no husband, but also her daughter. Fortunately, she has one.
A posthumous son, otherwise, who can bear this kind of blow?
But they didn't know that Nangong Yi was not Nangong Che's son.
When Qingyu left the temple, it was almost dusk. She walked to her place where she lived, and after walking through a winding path, there was a fork in the road, one was the road leading to the downhill, and one was the road to the mountain.
It's the way back to her house!
Qingyu is like usual. Walking on the way home, a person's figure always looks lonely, unlike on the other road. At this moment, a man and a woman are walking together. It can be seen that they have just come out of the temple.
Yes, and the woman's mouth would occasionally make a light laugh, making people unable to help but look back.
Qingyu hopes that all lovers in the world will finally get married, so she wants to see this happy woman, but when she looked at her side, she was shocked.
She knew the woman, but what she was shocked by was the man beside her!
That face made her dream of it for many nights?
Those eyes were obsessed with her past and present life, making her heart and eyes no longer able to tolerate any man...
"Ache!" She shouted out in a low voice, her eyes shrank constantly, and she couldn't believe what she saw.
The two people behind him seemed not to notice her and continued to walk down the mountain.
"Ache!" Qingyu saw him walking further and further, then shouted again, turned around and chased them.
When Ling Yue heard the voice, she felt familiar, and stopped and looked back. When she saw that it was Qingyu, the expression on her face also changed, from surprise to joy, and then from joy to shock instantly!
Jing Chen also looked at Qingyu, but within a while, his body staggered back because he was tightly hugged by her.
Qingyu hugged him from behind, tightly as if using all his strength, and cried, "Ache! Ache.... You are finally back..."
Ling Yue was shocked and couldn't believe his eyes!
Jing Chen also seemed very surprised. When her body moved slightly, she heard Qingyu shouting nervously, "Don't leave, don't leave me..." At the same time, she hugged his body and used even more force.
Ling Yue couldn't figure out what was going on, but she might be sure that Qingyu was very sad and nervous about the man in front of her. However, she was curious about what their relationship was, and why was this fairy-like woman so nervous about him?
"Madam Nangong, are you okay?" Ling Yue asked with a gaze, her eyes kept flowing on her and Jing Chen.
Qingyu didn't notice that their expressions were strange. She didn't want to let go, afraid that everything at the moment would be an hallucination.
Jing Chen also remembered her, but when she met that day, her eyes couldn't see her, and her hair was also black and soft, as beautiful as a painting, but now, her hair is gray, giving people a feeling of vicissitudes of life and people