Chapter 138: Also, don't want your old face

"..." Fu Yunshang's face (color) (yin yin) sinking can drip ink.
The old lady kept saying that he was going to get him to marry him early. How could he stumble him everywhere for what he could do?

noon.
The black (color) extended Rolls Royce stopped on the side of the road. Two bodyguards wearing black (color) suits walked off the car, bowed (shen sh　n) to open the door, and helped Mrs. Fu get off.
Subei walked down the door from the other side with two children.
The temple is located on the top of Lingyun Mountain, hidden in the clouds. Looking up from the bottom of the mountain, I can only dimly see the top corner of the temple, paved with a layer of light glazed gold (color), glorious.
Going to the mountain, there is a winding stone road, surrounded by peach blossom trees, the pale pink petals are scattered on the blue stone slab, the pedestrian wind is light, the petals are floating, fresh and lively.
There was a lot of barking around, and there was a continuous stream of pedestrians. Mrs. Fu walked to one of the stalls on crutches and bought two incense sticks and a hand-woven bamboo basket. The bodyguard next to the old lady (身sh　n) took what the old man bought and took it from his pocket He paid the change and handed it to the stall owner.
Afterwards, the old lady moved to the stall next door and bought three colorful cotton candy. She smiled and distributed it to Su Qingchen, Su Yiran and...she.
Subei looked at the cotton candy in the hands of the two children, and his heart was quite delicate.
...
At the same time, the mountaintop has become a mess.
Mrs. Gong's eyebrows were sharp, "A bunch of waste! Even a child can't stand, I want you to use it!" Roared with anger: "Give me down the mountain to continue to look for! If something happens to Xiaomian, you Just give me a roll and leave the palace!!"
A group of bodyguards shrunk their necks and hurried down the hill to find the missing Gong Yumian.
Standing next to Mrs. Gong, Mrs. Situ also ordered her bodyguard and her servant to look for it. Looking at the old, friendly old blushing eyes, she sighed and patted her on the shoulder. Persuaded, "Don't worry, Xiaomian her child has been smart since childhood, and it will be fine. Maybe it is just for fun and lost."
Mrs. Gong's eyes were red, and there were tears in her eyes, sobbing, "You have too many children and grandchildren, and I don't understand my feelings. Ah Ling's child is too infatuated (love Qing), every summer hibiscus disease (love Qing ) Deterioration, suffering and suffering are all A Ling himself. Sometimes I am really worried, if Xia Hien really has an accident, he will not be able to do anything stupid... Besides, if there is a short and a long time, How do I explain to them... that our palace family is really no one to succeed..."
Mrs. Stuart frowned, "What stupid words are you talking about?" The tone softened and said, "Sleep is definitely not going to matter (love Qing), don't think about it. You are allergic to ultraviolet rays, here (日ri ) Big head, we go to the pavilion to wait for the news."
Mrs. Fu came very late. When she came, she saw the scene of Mrs. Gong who was wiping her tears. She couldn't help but was shocked and hurried over and asked, "What's wrong? What happened? (Love Qing)?"
Mrs. Situ still patted Mrs. Gong's back and said words of comfort. When she saw Mrs. Fu, she looked up and explained sadly, "Xiaomian was lost. People have searched around the temple and found none. Looking for Yamashita..."
"What?! Lost? Where did you lose it?" Mrs. Fu lost her panic.
The temple is crowded and miscellaneous. Xiaomian, a seven-year-old girl, meets a bad guy...
When I think about it, I feel cold.
Mrs. Situ said: "We went to the temple to burn incense. Xiaomian and the servant waited under the prayer tree. Later, Xiaomian went to the bathroom alone, and went to the bathroom for more than ten minutes. When the servant noticed that something went wrong, the man It’s gone..."
"Have you asked anyone nearby?"
"Ask, a passerby said that he saw a little girl in a pink (color) baseball uniform walking west from the direction of the bathroom, but our people walked along the west, and there was a wall at the end..."
North Jiangsu thoughtfully listened to the conversations of several old ladies.
Seeing that Gong Yumian can take a train from S City to Yuncheng safely to find Gong Ling and Xia Jin, she is definitely not lost, she should have left deliberately.
Go west...
North Jiangsu looked sideways in the west direction and said, "Have she ever been here before, Xiaomian?"
After hearing this, several old ladies looked at her.
Mrs. Gong wiped tears from the corners of her eyes and said hoarsely, "I came to Xiaomian three years ago. It's just that after so long, the temple has to be renovated every year. It must have changed compared with three years ago. Big, if she really meets the bad guys, she can't find her way back, but what to do..." As she said, Mrs. Gong's eyes were wet again.
Subei took a step forward and took Mrs. Gong’s hand and said softly, "Don’t worry, Xiaomian is definitely not lost, she should be going somewhere. Later, she found the decoration of the temple and her previous visit There was a difference at that time, so I got lost."
Mrs. Gong was stunned, her eyes regained a little glory, "Really?"
Subei smiled and nodded affirmatively, "Well. Xiaomian alone can take the train from S City to Yuncheng. How could she be lost in the temple and less likely to be deceived."
Northern Jiangsu's words were like a heart-warming pill for Mrs. Gong.
Mrs. Gong’s state was not flustered, she was more rational and calm, and she carefully analyzed the words of Northern Jiangsu, and suddenly remembered something. She stood up suddenly and was excited. "I know where Xiaomian is going!" "
"I brought her over three years ago. When she walked, she fell and broke the sugar man she had just bought. She kept crying and going down the mountain. In order to coax her, I told her to write her wish on On the blessing paper, if the heart is sincere, the wish will come true... I remember that Xiaomian was standing under the wishing tree at that time, she looked at so many wishing notes on the branch, afraid that the in the sky could not see her wish in time, I hung the note on a bodhi tree on the west side of the wishing tree... I think it is (love i), and later it really made people use magic to change her into a sugar man, and she was excited about the bodhi tree at that time. Dancing around."
Mrs. Situ opened her mouth. "As you said, wouldn't the little girl go to the tree where she hung the note three years ago?"
Mrs. Gong was difficult to say, "...should be."
Although the children are small, they are easy to coax, but if they cheat on adults, they will always take them seriously, and Mrs. Gong has some blame.
I knew she wouldn't make up the fairy tales for Xiaomian to listen to.
Now it's okay, after three years of renovation, the bodhi tree hasn't known where it was moved, how to find it?
Mrs. Gong will leave with her feet raised, "I'll go to Xiaomian."
Just after taking a step, Mrs. Fu grabbed her arm and twisted her eyebrows, "Where are you going to find her? Not to mention you are allergic to ultraviolet rays, noon, you still want your old face!"
Mrs. Gong shook her neck and shouted, "...then you can't let me sit here and do nothing!"
"You—" Mrs. Fu was just about to speak, and was interrupted by (Shen sh　n) Mrs. Bian Situ's exclaimation, "Yeah! Alan, your two grandchildren are gone!"
Mrs. Fu's eyelids jumped, and when she looked back, she did not see Su Qingchen and Su Yiran's (身sh　n) shadows.
His face was white, and he stared at Pu, what about her baby grandson? ? ?
Subei rubbed his forehead with a headache.
These two stupid boys acted fast, but would they say hello to her anyway?
Seeing that Mrs. Fu was frightened, Su Bei cleared his throat and warmly said: "((奶奶ai)n　i)((奶奶ai)n　i), Qingchen and Yiran should go to find Xiaomian. , I’ll check it out. You are waiting here now. If Xiaomian comes back, I can see you. If I have something here, I will call you as soon as possible."
"Okay, Xiaobei, don't let Qingchen also run messy. People in this place are messed up. They are only four years old. Don't be too careless. If something (qing) calls me immediately." Mrs. Fu is not worried. Asked.
North Jiangsu nodded: "Okay, rest assured."