Chapter 1955: Mirror World (32)

Cheng Hao arrived very early on the second day, dressed in a good manner, can not only show his own advantages, but also not too abrupt.
Yu Mu is very satisfied, but the father is not pleasing to the eye.
Yu Mu used her ankle to look at the father.
The uncle took over his face and squeezed an ugly smile.
Cheng Wei: "..."
Cheng Hao carefully touched the first kite: "Does your father not like me?"
"He is like that."
Most mothers prefer sons, and fathers prefer daughters. Yufu is only unable to accept it for a time. She has raised her daughter for so many years and suddenly has a boyfriend.
Yu Mu asked a few questions about Cheng Cheng. They are not very concerned about their family status, mainly character.
Cheng Hao’s answer is obviously more like a mother.
After dinner, Yu’s father got up and let Cheng Hao go to the yard with him.
The two did not know what to say, and Yu’s father entered the door again, and his face was obviously much better.
The kite went to the yard and looked for Cheng Hao: "What do you see?"
Cheng Hao is looking up at the tree in the yard. It is not a flowering season, only lush leaves.
"This tree..."
"What's wrong?" What happened to the tree? Haven't you seen the tree?
"There is also one in my yard." This is the first tree he saw outside his home, the same tree as his family.
The first kite raised an eyebrow and looked at the tree. The tree said that the first kite did not understand what the tree was.
The flowers it blooms are small, white, and one by one is hidden among the leaves, which is particularly beautiful.
The first kite and Cheng Hao sat under the tree and checked the tree.
Then there was no variety that could be found to match this tree.
After the kite sent Cheng Hao away, he went to the study room and asked about the tree under the father.
"That. My mother used to go back to the temple. When you were sick, why didn't you see it? It is good to protect you and bring you good luck." Yufu said that there is still some dissatisfaction: In those days, your mother still believed in them. The result is not that I sent you to the big hospital. In the next day, you will be alive and kicking."
First kite: "..."
The first kite sent the father to Cheng Hao.
Cheng Hao also learned the origin of the tree from his father's mouth, and also asked for it from the temple.
The kite went to ask which temple is Yumu.
The last two confirmed that the tree was from the same temple.
[Cheng Wei: You said that this is related to us after 10 years, is it related? ]
[First kite: It is no coincidence that it is too coincidental. ]
Their previous contacts can't be explained. Is there a reason?
If it is really the reason for this tree, then it can explain why Yu Shi could only be used there.
Because the tree is against the wall, and outside is the Yu poet.
And her window is not far from the tree.
[Cheng Wei: If this is the case, then should we thank it? ]
[Cheng Wei: Whether it is or not, let's go check it out. ]
Cheng Hao sent a picture of the first kite, which was the temple that Cheng Hao found.
The temple is located in the suburbs, and it is also a network of red temples. It is said that it is a special marriage here.
The temple is on the mountain, there is nothing to use, you can only climb up.
Today's working day, there are not many people coming. The first kite and Cheng Hao walk side by side. From time to time, some people look back at them, and others take pictures with their mobile phones.
Cheng Hao handed a bottle of water to the kite: "Is it tired?"
"Not tired."
"..."
In fact, you can be tired.
"Are you tired?" The kite drank two waters and handed it to him: "I am carrying you?"
Cheng Hao’s hand trembled and the water almost didn’t stabilize.
Cheng Hao took a deep breath: "Baby, you are a girl." What you need is tired, I am coming back to you, not for you!
"Well, what happened?" What if I look down on the girl? It’s easy to carry you back! ! Do not believe to try!
"No." Cheng Hao gestured to go up: "Go."
When the steps were finished, the first thing I saw was the tree covered with red silk outside the temple.
The ancient trees are towering, leafy, lush leaves and red silk, with small white flowers.
The first kite and Cheng Hao looked at each other and walked slowly under the tree.
There are signs hanging on the fallen red silk, and you can vaguely see the vows above, or the desire to seek marriage.
"Two donors, but want to make a wish?" The little monk did not know where to come from.
The first kite asked: "What tree is this tree?"
The little monk replied with a glance: "Agree."
This tree is called a relationship, and the people who come here are all for a word.
At this time, another little monk rushed over, Amitabha said, "Two donors, we have a host."
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The sandalwood in the wing is lingering, and the sound of the chanting is floating in the distance. There is a pond outside the window, the lotus leaves float on the water, and the fish play between the lotus leaves.
The first Zheng and Cheng Hao sit on the futon, and the top is the host of the temple.
The host's expression is kind, and the temperature is: "What questions can the two donors ask?"
The kite held down Cheng Wei: "You know what we want to ask."
This host is a bit of a skill, knowing that they are coming, don't you know what they think?
Hosting the dagger: "How does the donor understand the fate?"
The first zither language is amazing: "Three points depend on the sky, and seven points depend on oneself."
The host said: "Every time people meet, it is a kind of fate."
Everyone, centered on each line, is connected to everyone, and that is a fate.
Moderator: "You are not destined to meet, but you have a flaw in your hit."
The host said that it was the one who made them meet.
And that fate has already been buried, waiting to take root.
Letting people who have a chance meet each other has merits for them.
After the host finished speaking this sentence, he closed his eyes and did not plan to talk about it anymore.
The first kite knows the urinary nature of these people and pulls Cheng Hao who wants to ask questions.
Standing in the hallway, you can still see the towering tree.
Cheng Hao took the hand of the kite: "I am very glad that I can stand by your side."
"..." You and I have no chance, rely on myself!
You weak chicken knows a hammer!
Cheng Hao had to write an oath, and the kite had to be by him.
"you write?"
"Do not."
"Write it." Cheng Hao's court was widely fouled.
"..." Buddhism is heavy, I will bear you!
- From the beginning of me, life is from you.
Cheng Hao looked at the sentence, and it took a while to return to God and write his name below.
"I throw it?"
"Ok."
Cheng Hao took it in the past and left it for a long time.
Cheng Hao’s gaze on the first kite, his heart whispered:
I can definitely!
I can’t lose face in front of my baby.
The first kite couldn’t stand, and the past took it from him:
Where do you want to throw it?

"I……"
"Where is it?" The kite was fierce and not very patient.
Under the silence of Cheng Hao, he pointed to a slightly higher place: "There."
The kite took a few steps back, raised his hand and threw it, and some of the weights were thrown in the air, then fell, with red silk, and accurately landed in the place where Cheng Hao pointed.
The wind has passed, all the brands collide, and the sound of clearing the sound is like a hymn.

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