"This is in my house. If you don't want people to see us together, others can't see it. Don't forget that my gang makes money from information." Jiang Shang was very confident about this, "I don't want you to be alone.
People are here.”
Manmei asked Cangtian silently, at first she thought he was a gentle and elegant young master, but now why does he look more and more like Lan Ting?
"My mother likes you very much." Jiang Shang was very happy, and it showed in his tone, "I have rarely seen her like girls from other families so much."
"This is what's weird about me." Manmei didn't know what Mrs. Jiang liked about herself.
For money, she has a small inn. In Mrs. Jiang's eyes, it may only be worth the price of a set of ordinary jewelry.
Quan, can you expect an innkeeper to have good hands and eyes?
If you don’t have influence, power or money, how can you get the power?
The trip to the lake doesn't take long. After all, everyone grew up by the river, so taking a boat is not uncommon.
Manmiao tidied up a little, and then came out with Chuzhu. As usual, she kicked Jiang Shang out first, because it would be too conspicuous to come out together.
After getting off the boat, many people walked to a woods.
Chuzhu took her there. This forest is famous because there is a tree in the forest with a Buddha statue growing on it.
It was originally just a prototype. Over the years, the Jiang family sent people to continuously trim and maintain it, and it turned into a statue that can be easily recognized as a Buddha statue at a glance.
This Buddha tree made Mrs. Jiang, who had always devoted herself to worshiping Buddha, very happy and took good care of it.
Chuzhu introduced the Buddha tree on the road and took her to a forest. The small trees here were exquisitely surrounded by small courtyards, and there were stone tables, chairs and benches for people to rest in the middle, and the Buddha tree.
It's not far away and you can go there at any time.
Many places in Jiang's garden have this kind of thoughtful design, leaving you some personal space without disconnecting you from the larger environment.
Jiang Shang and Manmiao were bored inside, and after a while, Mrs. Jiang also walked in with a smile, "Why didn't you go see the Buddha tree? By the way, I haven't asked you, do you believe in Buddha?"
Manmei was torn in her heart, whether she believed it or not, she had indeed been an atheist for more than 20 years, or whether she believed it or not, what the hell was going on when she got herself into this book?!
It was hard to refute Mrs. Jiang's kindness. After thinking about it, she said, "It's good to have someone to rely on in my heart."
"I can feel very calm when I am in the Buddhist hall. Whenever I encounter troubles, I will go to offer incense to the Buddha, light sandalwood, and clean the Buddhist altar, and I feel that I have calmed down."
Since the settings in the book are the same as reality, the author would not have fabricated Buddhist scriptures or the like. Manmei smiled and said, "I also often listen to the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, which can make people feel peaceful."
From the corner of her eyes, Graceful glanced at a figure outside the tree wall. Such an obvious eavesdropping was not discovered. It was not very like Jiang Shang's style. She thought of what she was wearing before, and remembered that Chu Yue'er was wearing this skirt, hiding her upper body.
I can't see clearly behind the tree, but the skirt is correct.
Since she was the one here to eavesdrop, Jiang Shang couldn't expose his cousin. Man Miao thought about Chu Yue'er's hostility towards him and all the traps he dug, and a plan came up in his mind. If you don't seek death, you won't die. If you really have the intention,
If she is looking for death, why should she save any face for herself?
Thinking of this, he smiled and said to Mrs. Jiang, "When Mrs. Jiang said this, I was reminded of a poem: The body is a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror stand. I always brush it diligently to prevent it from causing dust."
Both Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Shang praised this poem. Judging from their reactions, no one has ever used this poem by celebrity Shenxiu. It is really Amitabha.
Since no one has ever used it, the first time I read it Manmei was assumed to be the author, and he was a humble author.
Mrs. Jiang had already had a good impression of Manmei. Seeing that she could compose this poem without a certain knowledge of Buddhist scriptures was impossible, she now appreciated her even more and praised her poem.
Manmei pretended to bow her head and smile modestly. She glanced at the corner of her skirt and narrowed her eyes. Anyone familiar with time travel knows that this is an obvious big hole.
Even a potential eminent monk like Shenxiu has been deceived. It is difficult for ordinary people to ensure that they will not be deceived, especially greedy people.
And is Chu Yue'er a greedy person? It's very exciting.
The guests disembarked, rested for a while, and walked to the Buddha tree one after another.
The guests here are very familiar with the Buddha tree, and many of the female guests began to offer incense and worship.
When Mrs. Jiang walked over, Chu Yuer was standing with a group of ladies. Even some older ladies showed admiring smiles to Chu Yuer.
Before Mrs. Jiang could speak, an older lady said to Mrs. Jiang, "Mrs. Jiang, your Jiang family is really full of talents. You have a good and accomplished son, and a good niece with literary talent."
Hearing this, Mrs. Jiang raised her eyebrows in confusion, as if she was asking.
Manmei had watched too many routines in romance and time-travel dramas, and knew that Chu Yue'er had fallen into the trap.
This poem alone is indeed very good. After all, Shenxiu is quite powerful. If Huineng hadn't stepped in, Shenxiu would also be a rising star in the Buddhist world and a man of great influence.
Chu Yue'er saw that Man Miao was in such a big spotlight today, and Mrs. Jiang's pleasant look and faint approval of Man Miao made Chu Yue'er completely lose her previous calmness.
The poem that Manmiao deliberately read out in front of Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Shang was used in such a fair and honest way.
Being from the Jiang family, it was natural for the two of them to find it difficult to accuse her. Even if they wanted to scold her, they would only talk to her family behind closed doors. But now, being in the limelight in front of these distinguished guests from the upper class is a real thing.
With Manmiao already in front of her, I believe it will be difficult for Chu Yuer to resist this temptation.
Sure enough, after the middle-aged lady told Mrs. Jiang about Chu Yue'er's new work, Mrs. Jiang's smile became forced, she frowned and glanced at Chu Yue'er, then bowed her head apologetically to Man Miao, even though it was just for a moment.
In an instant, it was graceful enough to see clearly.
Jiang Shang whispered apologetically to Manmei, "Sorry, Yue'er is too silly. I will talk to her later."
The reaction of the two of them was as expected. This was a family scandal. My niece snatched her son's friend's poems and passed them off as her own. After all, it was the Jiang family who slapped her in the face, and it was a slap-slap kind of thing.
I won't say anything in front of the public.
Seeing that Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Shang did not blame or expose him in public, Chu Yue'er gained some confidence and looked at Manmiao with provocative eyes. The expression in her eyes and face was: 'I just stole your poem, how can you?