After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife married the living devil

When she went to serve the old lady of the Lin family, she once again urged Lin's father and mother to pay attention to the marriage of Lin Yanyu and Lin Yanxia.

The matter was not set in stone yet, and the Lin couple did not dare to tell the old lady, for fear that if it failed, not only would she be disappointed, but it would also damage their daughter's reputation.

On the day agreed with matchmaker Wang, Lin's mother sent her daughter to push her husband to see the old lady early. The wheelchair was borrowed from the carpenter by Lin's uncle for his younger brother, which made it convenient for Mr. Lin to go out.

Lin's mother stood at the door, staring at the path leading to the town. As time passed, she became more and more anxious.

She waited for the whole morning, but there was no sign of Matchmaker Wang.

Lin's mother was an impatient person and couldn't let things go. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to go to the town to find Wang the matchmaker in person to find out the truth.

"Knock knock!"

"Excuse me, is Matchmaker Wang at home?" Lin's mother knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered.

She felt strange. The door was clearly not locked and was bolted from the inside. How could no one be home?

Not giving up, she continued to call out to the door: "Is anyone home?! Matchmaker Wang! Matchmaker Wang!"

There was no response, which made Lin's mother feel depressed. Just when she was about to give up and go home.

The door creaked open a crack, and Tao'er, who had served her tea last time, stuck out half of her face and whispered, "My mother has gone to visit relatives, and I don't know when she will be back. If you have anything to do, please come back later."

"Visiting relatives?" Lin's mother was immediately furious. She had said that she would ask Xin'er for his reply, but today he said that he was going to visit relatives. No one would believe that!

"Are you and your mother teaming up to scare me? Let me see."

Mother Lin pretended to push the door open to find out what was going on. Tao'er was so frightened that her face turned pale: "My mother really went to visit relatives. Madam Xiucai, please go back."

After saying that, he quickly closed the door and fastened it tightly from the inside.

Although Tao'er was fast enough, Lin's mother still saw a figure flashing behind the main hall door. Who else could it be but the matchmaker Wang?

Mother Lin was so angry that she wanted to scold matchmaker Wang, but she was afraid of delaying her daughters' marriage, so she had no choice but to return home in anger.

"Huh...scared me to death."

Tao'er patted her chest in fear and complained, "Mom, why are you hiding from her? Aren't you usually quite good at talking? Why don't you just tell her directly?"

"Do you think I want to destroy my reputation and hide away to endure this humiliation? Mother doesn't dare to propose marriage to Miss Lin now, but I can't offend them, so I have to hide away, right?"

Tao'er looked miserable and asked her mother, "Mom, how long do we have to hide? What if the scholar's wife comes every day?"

"Look at your pig brain, how are you going to inherit my business in the future?"

Matchmaker Wang tapped her daughter's forehead in frustration and said confidently, "Within seven days, the eldest daughter of the Lin family will be married. By then, even if she sees me, she won't have any resentment towards me. I will just welcome her with a smile."

Lin's mother felt as heavy-hearted as if she was carrying a huge rock on her back, and she walked home with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

At this moment, a fat aunt carrying a basket of vegetables came over. She was pleasantly surprised to see Lin's mother: "Meiying? What a coincidence, are you also in town to buy vegetables?"

Mother Lin was depressed after this incident. She forced a smile at Aunt Fatty and responded, "No, I have something else to do."

Seeing that she didn't want to talk, Auntie Pang didn't ask her about it. Seeing that she looked unhappy, she asked with concern: "Meiying, are you feeling unwell?"

Mother Lin sighed and forced a smile, "It's okay, Sister Zheng Fang, I just need to rest for a while."

Auntie Pang thought of the recent rumors in the neighborhood chats and asked her, "It's good that you're okay. Don't force yourself if you're not feeling well. You...your mother-in-law..."

Having said that, Aunt Pang stopped talking and abruptly changed the subject.

"When I was buying groceries today, I heard someone say that a fortune-telling monk came to the nearby Jiulong Temple, and he's very good at telling fortunes. Should we go get a fortune-teller when we have time? We can also pray to the Buddha and pray for good health for our family and a happy marriage."

"Who told you that? Is it true?"

When people are at their lowest point and confused, they tend to rely more on gods and Buddhas.

Aunt Pang just mentioned it casually, but she didn't expect Lin's mother to take it to heart.

"I was also buying groceries when I heard two young men talking about it. They said that their sister's marriage had been full of twists and turns for several years and had not been successful. So she went to ask this master for advice. After the master's advice, her sister found an excellent husband and will be getting married in two days."

Aunt Pang didn't dare to make a guarantee, for fear that if it didn't work, she would be disappointed.

"I think what they said is too magical and a bit mysterious. This kind of thing is just like that. If you believe it, it exists. If you don't believe it, it doesn't exist. Just think of it as buying peace of mind."

"I know what you mean. Just like you said, buy peace of mind."

Although Lin's mother said this, she had great expectations in her heart. She hoped that this fortune-telling monk could really recommend a good son-in-law with excellent character and appearance to her daughter.

During dinner, Lin's mother told her plan at the table: "Zhizhi, you don't have to go to your uncle's house tomorrow morning."

Lin Yanyu opened her watery eyes and looked at her mother, waiting for her next words.

"Tomorrow you will come with me to Jiulong Temple to burn incense and pray for a peace talisman for your grandma and our whole family."

"Mom, why do you suddenly want to go to the temple to pray?"

It's no wonder that Lin Yanyu was confused. Since she was a child, her mother had only been to the temple a few times, except when invited by Aunt Pang and others. She had always instilled in her the idea that it was better to pray to herself than to gods and Buddhas.

"It's because your grandma is not in good health. I heard that Jiulong Temple is very effective. Let's go and pray to the Buddha. Maybe your grandma will get better. Just think of it as a way for your mother to have peace of mind."

Mother Lin certainly couldn't say that it was an excuse for her marriage. In fact, it wasn't really an excuse. Going to pray for Old Mrs. Lin was also one of the main purposes of the trip to Kowloon Temple.

Unexpectedly, this was the purpose. Lin Yanyu agreed without thinking too much.

"Got it, Mom. If we get up earlier tomorrow, we can still come back to take care of grandma."

The next day, Lin's mother and daughter got up early, had a quick breakfast, and set off for Jiulong Mountain.

The weather in early winter was a bit chilly when the sun wasn't out, but fortunately after walking for a while, my body warmed up.

Jiulong Temple is built on Jiulong Mountain. One has to climb hundreds of stone steps to reach it. In the early morning, there are not too many people. When you look up, you can only see a few figures.

On both sides of the stone steps stood vigorous pine and cypress trees. At first, the mother and daughter of the Lin family were in the mood to enjoy the scenery. But when they climbed to the back, mother Lin was fine, but Lin Yanyu was already sweating profusely and her pace slowed down.

"Zhizhi, do you want to sit down and rest for a while?" Mother Lin held her daughter's arm and suggested with concern.

Lin Yanyu shook her head weakly, "No need, mother, we are just ahead."

Looking up, a dozen stone steps away, a red-painted gate appeared in their sight, with three large characters "Jiulong Temple" written on it.

After the two climbed up, Lin's mother forcefully made her sit on a stone chair on the platform.

Lin Yanyu was taking out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off her face when a figure slowly walked out from the stone steps.

Dressed in a cool snow-blue robe, he stood calmly and leisurely under the gate plaque of Kowloon Temple.