After my mother read my heart, she created everyone in Feihou Mansion

The carriage made a clattering sound on the road, splashing dust on both sides of the road, the wheels rumbled, and left a series of ruts on the dirt road.

The goose egg-white sky in the distance gradually warms up, taking on a gardenia-yellow color. The mountains hidden in the darkness outline lines, very thin and light, like the peaks and mountains painted with fine brushwork on a porcelain vase.

Xie Xueqing opened the curtain of the carriage with her bare hands. The cold morning wind blew refreshingly. She blinked and couldn't help but look at the rising sun from a distance. The road to Jing'an Temple gradually became clear in the morning mist.

She has passed this road countless times. In the past, her mood was unprecedentedly solemn. Now her heart gradually felt different from the past, like a caged bird being released into the forest. At that time, she felt an indescribable sense of relief.

She quietly took a breath of cold air. The moist forest mist, with the astringent smell of grass, ruffled the hairpin on her temples.

The damn ones are dead and she's getting better.

She didn't know whether the Buddha had eyes or whether it was the scumbag who deserved this retribution. No matter which way, she was sincerely grateful to her fate.

Because she is not alone.

Looking down at her daughter in her arms, Xie Xueqing's eyes were soft and unseemly. Although she had grown up a little, she was still a small ball, sleeping in her arms. The curtains were opened to let the morning breeze come in, as if she was aware of it. Due to the chill, the still sleeping little girl subconsciously snuggled tighter into her mother's arms. She grabbed Xie Xueqing's sleeves with her little hands and pouted.

Xie Xueqing laughed lightly and gently poked the pink and round cheeks that bulged behind Yan Jin's pouted lips. After raising her hand and carefully placing the curtains, she adjusted Yan Jin in her arms to a more comfortable sleeping position. He patted Yan Jin's back repeatedly, leaning against the car wall with his eyes closed to relax.

Because Yan Jin got up too early in the morning, she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. She felt like she was faintly asleep behind her, but she still had a good sleep. When she woke up, the carriage had already arrived at the foot of Jing'an Temple.

Unlike when she came here before, this time Yan Jin didn't need anyone to hold her and could come here by herself.

There was a small stool beside the carriage. After Yan Jin refused to be carried down by Pu Tao, she carefully stepped down on her short legs.

The moment they landed, Putao and Xie Xueqing both clapped their hands and praised them like they were coaxing children. Putao was like Yan Jin who had received some kind of medal, and kept talking back and forth: "Young lady is so amazing, now she can do it by herself." The carriage is here!”

"No, Jin'er has grown up a lot." Xie Xueqing wiped her hands with a handkerchief, smiling and squeezing Yan Jin's cheeks that had become more rosy after sleeping.

After being praised in this way, the winding and rugged path to Jing'an Temple seemed extremely interesting in Yan Jin's eyes, not to mention that the longest time she spent in her current body was the one-third of an acre of land in her room, even if she was pressed to go out. From a travel perspective, climbing and viewing the mountains is an excellent enjoyment.

So, after exercising her hands and feet, she began to climb up with her calves, which were not much higher than the ladder. However, short arms and legs had their limitations. Yan Jin didn't climb many stairs before she felt as if she was climbing a rock. .

She couldn't help but sit on the steps and rest for a while. Putao took a kettle and fed her a few sips: "Little miss, I will carry you up here."

Yan Jin looked at herself panting, then at the grapes that had no sweat peas, and looked frustratedly at the stairs at the end that she hadn't yet clearly seen. Just as she was about to nod in agreement, two squirrels jumped up and down the road from one side of the mountain. Jumped away quickly.

"No need, Sister Putao, I can continue!" She stood up with high spirits, then lay down directly on the ground in front of Xie Xueqing and Putao, and then moved up quickly on her hands and feet, wearing a dress that made her The paper is round and round, and from a distance it looks like a kitten scurrying on the stage.

Putao was stunned. He rubbed his eyes before confirming who the pink dumpling was moving rapidly in front of him: "Little, miss, look at little miss!"

Xie Xueqing, who had accepted Pu Tao's complaint, covered her lips and looked at Yan Jin on the stage, smiling with crooked eyebrows: "Let her go, Jin'er finally came out to play."

Seeing that Putao was still stunned, Xie Xueqing said with a smile, "Putao, Jin'er is going to throw you out of sight."

Putao ouched and quickly lifted up her skirt to catch up.

The way he crawled on all fours was very fast. Yan Jin used both hands and feet to climb up. In a short time, he left Xie Xueqing far behind.

General Putao followed up, and seeing his young master working so hard, he simply didn't stop him, and his mood involuntarily improved a lot.

"Sister Grape! Climb quickly!"

"Look, I'm about to climb up!"

Putao followed behind and said with a smile: "The little lady is so awesome, even better than me!"

"That is!"

Yan Jin felt a little proud, then thought of something and felt a little embarrassed.

I feel like I have become a child, and my IQ has dropped a lot.

I always thought I was very smart before, but now it seems that not only am I not much smarter, my IQ has also dropped.

Forget it, I’m just a kid!

After figuring it out, Yan Jin's mood instantly improved a lot.

Continue to climb up with your hands and feet and humming.

Just as she was climbing vigorously, she suddenly bumped into something.

Yan Jin covered her little head, raised her head, and looked pitifully at the person she hit.

It was an old man wearing a gray monk's robe, with a solemn face and several conspicuous ring scars on his forehead. He was bending down to help himself up.

It was the master who we only had a one-sided relationship with last time.

"Little donor, we meet again."

The other party said in a gentle tone.

"It's you!"

"I know you!"

After Yan Jin thanked the other party for his support, he looked at the master with a sweet voice.

Seeing her fearless appearance at such a young age, the master couldn't help but smile. He stretched out his hand to stroke the broken leaves on Yan Jin's head and asked, "The little benefactor is here today, but what can you ask for?"

Yan Jin pondered for a while and shook her head decisively. The best thing in life is to be content. Now that she eats well, sleeps well, and has a mother who loves her, there is really nothing more to ask for.

I came to Jing'an Temple today because my mother wanted to come here.

After Xie Xueqing caught up with her daughter, she saw the little child looking up at the monk master, and her heart couldn't help but move slightly.

When Yan Jin saw her coming, she couldn't help but wave her short hand: "Mother, master is here, don't be afraid!"

Listening to her daughter's little milky voice, Xie Xueqing suddenly felt a little funny.

She quickened her pace and came to the master, then put her hands together and saluted: "Master."

The master returned the same gift, then looked at Yan Jin and understood, and said softly: "Madam, you came here just to pray for the safety of your child, right?"

Xie Xueqing wiped the stains on Yan Jin's hands and nodded after hearing this: "That's true."

"Madam, there is no need to worry too much." The master eulogized Amitabha and then lowered his eyes and said with a smile: "This child is born to be a blessed person. Whatever she wants, everything goes smoothly."