Chasing a wife does not happen overnight

We haven't seen each other for more than 300 years. When we separated, he was just Zhengxiang's baby sleeping in his infancy. Now, he looks like a three-year-old child in the world.Wearing a small blue robe, he was dressed in a grand manner, and he probably came to participate in this puja.

Although I feel that these 300 years have passed really quickly, but in the end it has been more than 300 years. How did you grow so big?Did you just follow me and grow slowly by nature?

Probably.

I hid at the entrance of the orchard, secretly watched him for a long time, and finally got enough of it. Fang turned around and was about to leave, but he heard a very crisp and tender voice behind him: "This uncle, can you pick some fruit for me?"

uncle?How old am I?

I touched my face, um, it's still very tender!Bow your head again, but it is the sin of this gray robe.

Ever since he entered Buddhism, he has been used to wearing gray robes. Before going out today, Bodhi also disliked it. The man stroked his chin and said "tsk tsk" a few times: "You will wear this one? If you know it, you should clear it up, if you don't know it I'm afraid I'm going to guess that we in the Brahma Realm of the West Heaven can't even afford to cut decent robes." Then he shook his head regretfully and said, "It's a pity for this appearance, if I dress up well, I'm afraid it's those who are always pure-hearted and ascetic. I can't help but look at it a few more times, it's a pity that you ruin it like this, it's a pity!"

He said it was a pity on the left, and it was a pity on the right. He said it countless times, and he didn't stop until I felt a little pity.

When Bodhi buried Mu Yi back then, he really didn't go looking for him again, but worshiped under the seat of Bodhisattva and stayed in the Brahma Realm of the West Heaven.Later, when I came here, I met him again. Perhaps it was fate to have that neighbor, and this time I have been a neighbor for hundreds of years.

While worshiping the Buddha and chanting sutras, we often chatted. Once, I asked him, "Why did you come to this Brahma realm?"

He replied: "I was afraid that I couldn't help looking for him, so I recited scriptures and copied scriptures here, so I could meditate."

The implication is that he is afraid that he will ruin his cultivation again.

"Uncle, Uncle!" The crisp child's voice sounded again, recalling my thoughts of drifting farther and farther away.

Turning around, but being shocked by what he saw in front of him, is this really a crime?

When he was in the human world, Xu Xu looked more like Shen Tu, but when he returned to the fairy body, Xu Xu looked more like me, especially his eyes, which were like a pair of red gemstones inlaid.I clearly remember that when he woke up back then, his eyes were indeed as black as ink, how could they turn red?

Thinking back, I only turned into red eyes when I was an adult. He, at a young age, what kind of saying is this?

The clear eyes were a little straight, and he stared at me blankly, it seemed that his shock was no less than mine.

"Bo... no, brother! Your eyes are red too!" He ran over in a hurry, stopped unsteadily, and almost fell to the ground. I was anxious and reached out to pick him up. There was a lot of meat on the little guy. , It's very soft to hold.

He was still in shock, and when he looked up, his eyes were a little confused. When he recovered, he immediately smiled and bent his red eyes, "Brother, brother, your eyes are so beautiful!"

The repeated "brother" made me feel very refreshed, and I could see that he didn't remember me, so he didn't need to worry about it.

"Your eyes are beautiful too." I said sincerely.

He lowered his head when he heard this, and his little face was a little frustrated, "But the elders don't like it, they privately said it was an unknown."

"Since it was said in private, how did you know?" The little guy's mouth curled up was so cute, I couldn't help pinching his plump cheek.It's really much softer than mine!

"My aunt told me." He told the truth.

You don't have the slightest sense of defense, Pingyao, how do you teach this, what if someone else deceives you in the future?

"Seventh Aunt said, I'm following my mother. My mother's eyes are red, but the elders don't like my mother because she made mistakes back then."

"So, don't they like you too?" I felt a little unhappy in my heart. I thought it would be better to keep him in Tiangong, but I didn't expect to leave a excuse to be criticized.

"How do you like it? What if you don't like it? I am the future prince, and they can only keep it in their hearts if they don't like it. They have to be respectful in front of me."

I saw that he had a serious face like a little adult, a little surprised and a little funny, "Who taught you to say that?"

"My father taught it. He said that I was his only heir, and the elders would have nothing to do if they didn't want to see me." After speaking, there was a sly smile on his face, which made his fair and tender face even more playful.

I couldn't help but kissed his little face, "Smart."

He blushed, and covered his cheek with a small hand, "Brother, are you praising me or my father?"

"They're all smart."

"Huh?" There was some confusion on the innocent face, "Brother, do you know my father?"

I paused and said, "I don't know."

"Then how do you know he's smart? The elders also privately said that he was stupid."

When did the elders of the Celestial Clan become so leisurely, and they often gossip in private?

"Let me pick the fruit for you." No more answering, I carried him directly to the best growing pear tree, picked the biggest pear and handed it to his arms. The big pear on the top of the head put aside the previous doubts, and gnawed happily.

While he was gnawing on this side, his father came over to find it himself.

It is true that I escaped from the Fa conference today not only because of sleepiness, but also part of the reason that cannot be ignored is him.

Originally, the Buddha was explaining the principles of Buddhism in full swing, but the Heavenly King arrived, with a big posture, even the Buddha stopped and nodded to him, what a face!

Since I have been Liu Xi for a lifetime, when I meet him, my backbone loses a lot. Even if I run away, I don't know, I just want to pick a fruit, so why did I meet him?

"Hurry up, didn't you tell me not to walk around, why did you come here?" He walked straight over, with no trace of other emotions in his expression except the anger and blame that a father should have when facing a son who doesn't listen to discipline .

"My fairy, thank you for taking care of the little one just now." He glanced at the big pear in Xu Huan's hand, raised his head to meet my gaze, his eyes were very kind, but there was nothing else.

The sweat from my palms just now was in vain, "No need to thank you." Looking at his outstretched hand, I readily handed it over to him. step away.

The footsteps were very steady, without any hesitation, but he slowly climbed his shoulders and looked back at me frequently, with a little reluctance on his face, I waved at him, and he looked at him for a while, and when his father had gone far away, he looked back softly. Limp on the ground, that little head was so far away that he could no longer see it, and he hadn't been seen lifting it yet.

Pingyao, when did you become so obedient?I said that when we meet in the future, we should treat them as strangers, but you really followed the rules?thank youThanks for what?Does my own son need your thanks?

While picking the fruit, he muttered to himself, regained consciousness for a while, but couldn't help but cast aside himself.

I haven't seen you since, even if I met you and didn't know each other, it was you who said it yourself, and it was your own decision not to recognize your son. Now that everything is as you wished, why are you still dissatisfied?

The more he thought about it, the more he got angry, and he picked more and more fruits. He picked all the ripe fruits in Bodhi's orchard in one breath. How long will it take to eat this time?

When I returned to the courtyard where I lived, I saw my old neighbor lying on the bluestone slab that he had been lying on for hundreds of years when he entered the door. The water mirror in front of him was clearly the scene in the orchard. On the lush branches, there are only slightly green fruits left.

"It's just an orchard, why do you value it so much?" I casually threw the picked fruit over, and the fruit, which was originally made extremely small by my magic, suddenly returned to its original size the moment it fell on him. .

"Yanwu! Do you want to smash me to death?" He was startled, flicked his sleeve to block most of the fruit, but was still hit by a few, baring his teeth and yelling at me.

"Who told you to watch something you shouldn't?" I walked over and sat on the stone bench I used to sit on. Seeing the tea on the stone table, I filled another porcelain cup and sipped it carefully.

Bodhi tidied up his mess and sat up on the bluestone slab. He didn't agree with what I just said, "Is that what I want to see? I just looked at the orchard with a mirror as usual, but I saw you? Besides, how did I know that Tianjun Dajia would come to my little orchard? It's just a coincidence!"

"You don't know how to avoid it when you see it? Just turn off the water mirror in time, and you keep seeing it just now, dare you say it wasn't intentional?" I squinted at him, and he really fell silent.But after a while, he also sat down on the stone bench beside him mysteriously.

"I see Tianjun's reaction, how can it be so normal? Are you really strangers from now on?"

A sip of tea choked my throat, I held back abruptly, ignored his expectant expression, turned and entered the room.

After setting up a barrier in the room, I let out a loud cough, maybe it was because I had just suppressed it, the coughing was not easy to stop, until my throat felt a bit burning before I stopped.He casually poured a cup of cold tea and poured it down, and finally relieved a lot.

Looking out from the window, Bodhi was no longer there, so he removed the barrier.

The bluestone slab he often lays on has been lying for hundreds of years, and there is a shallow groove on it. When lying on it, it coincides with the line of his back. It is really tailor-made for him. generally.

I stepped out of the room, imitating Bodhi lying on the bluestone slab, and sat up again after a while.The groove doesn't match my spine, it's very tight.

I often see Bodhi lying here looking at the sky, not knowing what he is thinking, but according to my guess, he is probably thinking about it.Nearly 400 years have passed since the millennium, and the day when they meet again is not far away.

At that time, lovers will finally get married, I am afraid that they will envy others, but I don't know if there will be me among them?