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After the Jingzhe, the weather has gradually warmed up, and the wind outside is no longer as sharp as a knife in the cold winter months. Ji An ran in a hurry again, and when he trotted all the way to the monastery on the outskirts of the city, he even went out. A thin layer of sweat.

Just after the New Year's Eve, there were fewer people worshiping Buddha and praying for blessings, and the temple was not so lively. There were floor sweeping monks sweeping the fallen leaves at the door, and when they saw Ji An, they chanted "Amitabha".

Ji An didn't return the gift skillfully, trotting all the way, still panting, explaining his reason for coming: "I, I come to ask for peace and blessings."

During the Chinese New Year, he had been waiting by Yan Huai's side all the time. He met Yan Huai's cousins ​​and spent a lot of scraps of silver and copper plates that his master casually put on. I'm asking for a blessing card to bless Yan Huai.

On the day when he saved enough money, Ji An was quietly happy for a long time, thinking that when he got back here, he would find a warm day and come out with the young master to worship the Bodhisattva.

But when Yan Huai got sick later, he delayed the matter.

It wasn't until Huo Xiang said in the morning that he was going to find another doctor that he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered the matter of Ping Anfu.

The old lady of the Xin family was so seriously ill that the bodhisattvas here could bless her to recover. Ji An sincerely believed that the bodhisattvas here would be effective, and felt that as long as he sincerely came to pray to the bodhisattvas, the bodhisattvas would also be able to bless his young master.

The sweeping monk made way for him, and Ji An looked at the vermilion gate of the monastery, and knelt down reverently and respectfully.

Huoxiang mentioned in the words he told him that worshiping Buddha requires three steps and one prostration. Ji An didn't know if he was treating him properly, so he could only worship in the most sincere way he felt.

The road from the gate to the main hall is very long, but Ji An is not lazy at all. Kneeling until his knees hurt, and kowtowing until his forehead is red, he is still stubborn and persistent until he is about to kneel at the entrance of the main hall when he is grabbed by someone. wrist.

Xin Chi followed Ji An when he left the house.

People from the Yan family went in and out to buy medicine and ask for a doctor. Almost everyone in the city had already heard the news that Yan Huai was ill.

He finally had an honest reason to go to the Yanfu and meet Ji An, but he suddenly didn't dare.

He was afraid that Ji An's life would be bad. He was nothing. Ji An had always taken care of him thoughtfully, but he had never felt sorry for Ji An. He only wanted Ji An to suffer less in the future, but he was also afraid of seeing him He hoped that Ji An would live a good life, so he would really have no chance to take Ji An back to his side, and he could only hope for the rest of his life.

After struggling for a few days, Master Xin also got the letter, and personally bought a gift for Xin Chi to visit.

The atmosphere in the Tianfu is very bad these days, he has angered his father several times, he knelt down twice in the ancestral hall alone, Xin Chi didn't dare to make a fuss about his father's anger, so he had to agree, his heart sank, and he took the gift Went to the banquet.

He made a lot of assumptions along the way, what to do if Ji An is still angry when he sees him, what to do if Ji An refuses to talk to him, what to do if Ji An doesn't care about the past, can you talk to him a few more words, and finally came to the end At the gate of the banquet mansion, even before entering the door, I saw people who had been thinking all the way running out at a trot.

That feeling was like he was looking for something hard. He thought he would have to trek over mountains and ridges, but when he went out, he saw the treasure standing at the door. Seeing Ji An's ecstasy instantly made all the thoughts in his head disappear. Clean, just about to open his mouth to call Ji An to stop, but saw Ji An trotting past him all the way, without seeing him at all.

Xin Chi almost didn't think about it, he stuffed the thing in his hand into the hand of the boy following him, and chased him out.

Ji An was so anxious that he was out of breath running all the way, and didn't even notice that Xin Chi was following behind him, but Xin Chi clearly heard that Ji An came to pray for Yan Huai's safety, and saw Ji An's three steps and one step at a time. Kneel down and go into the main hall.

Xin Chi's heart was hot, his eyes were swollen and uncomfortably swollen, and a cloud of stale air stuck in his throat, making him speechless.

He didn't dare to think about whether Ji An had done this for him. He didn't know what kind of psychology he followed behind Ji An. He didn't take a step forward until he saw that Ji An's legs were shaking from his knees. Wrist, almost exhausted all his strength to restrain himself from hugging Ji An, and said in a trembling voice, "An An, stop kneeling."

When Ji An was grabbed by him, he was still a little dazed, he was stunned for a moment before he realized, and began to pull his hand out vigorously: "Let go!"

Xin Chi's eyes were red, he raised his hand to wipe the wet face, and firmly held Ji An's wrist to prevent him from leaving: "When I was sick before, did you pray to the Bodhisattva for me? Kneeling in step by step like this? Ji An, if you beg for me, the Buddha will only protect me for you, and there will be no more banquets."

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and he stressed again nervously: "It can't be changed, it's obvious that I'm in the front."

Ji An's wrist was so painful from being held by him, and he was afraid that the Bodhisattva would not bless Yanhuai for him as Xin Chi said, so he pushed Xin Chi desperately with the other hand, and said anxiously: "I never begged for you. , the blessing card of safety has been burned, Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva knows to protect the young master!"

A pilgrim like Ji An has never seen a pilgrim who worships every three steps and has already attracted the attention of many people. At this time, if Xin Chi makes such a fuss, more people will gradually start to pay attention to this place, but Xin Chi seems to be determined. I don't want any face, I only have Ji An in front of my eyes: "An An, your young master was me..."

He looked at the redness on Ji An's forehead, his whole body was shaking, and a life-saving thought crossed his head: "And An An, let me tell you, Cui He is pregnant with a child, do you know? I don't have to worry about anything." There is no successor in the family, I can marry you, you know An An?"

He was deeply affectionate, but Ji An trembled in fright.

The word "marry" evoked Ji An's most frightening memory. He almost subconsciously felt his legs get cold, and resisted more fiercely: "Let me go!"

Xin Chi's health is not good recently, and his strength is not strong. With such a violent struggle by Ji An, he almost couldn't hold Ji An back, and almost pulled Ji An's clothes off during the tugging.

Ji An was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he almost shouted "Help".

At this moment, someone behind Xin Chi pulled him violently, the force made him almost staggered and fell, and then Xin Chi saw the servant named Huo Xiang who was beside Yan Huai rushing out aggressively, the old hen Protecting Ji An behind her like a chick, glaring at him: "What are you going to do?!"