Chapter 8: Coming

No one has spoken.
Under the peach blossom forest, on the roof, the handsome man was stained with a full moon, looking at the pear.
His smile is also a bit of evil, but he can't figure out that he is an enemy or a friend.
However, Tonger, who has been in a daze, can’t help but ask questions at the moment:
...flowers?

This person is as beautiful as a demon, and the style is too dazzling. It is indeed embarrassing.
Before Jiang Li had not had time to talk, he heard a sudden noise from outside. Jiang Li’s heart slammed and looked up at the roof, but he saw that the beautiful young man on the roof was gone, only the peach blossom branches shook slightly. A long spring dream.
Tong Er was equally astonished, rubbing his eyes and saying: "Isn't a slave be dreaming?"
Jiang Lidao: "It's not a dream, but now..." She listened to the voices that were getting closer and closer, and the corners of her mouth were hooked, but she was puzzled when she didn't look up. "Let's go to the temple."
Tonger is now surprised by more and more doubts, and he does not ask much. From the time of Jiang Li and Jiang Li to the Buddha Hall, the fruit is also put back. When the two talents were just stunned, they heard the buzzing voices from outside, and some people were slamming the door of the nunnery.
The sound of the door stunned the nuns in the nunnery. Someone went to open the door. The lanterns in the nunnery were lit up in turn, and the voices outside were getting louder and bigger, and the pears suffocated and Tonger groaned.
Suddenly, someone rushed into the temple, headed by a hand-held lantern. She didn't seem to expect two people in the temple to be squatting. After all, she was so late, she said: "Mrs. Two nuns."
From the back of this person, there was a group of people, including a lady and a man, all dressed in costumes. The so-called "Mrs." is a gentle-skinned, gentle-skinned woman. When she saw Jiang Li first, she bowed her head and immediately shook her head: "She is not a nun, she still has With the hair, the fear around you is awkward."
Jiang Li was surprised to see a group of people coming in. She was black and black, and her face was paler. The thin body was in the gray coat. The eyebrows were peaceful and peaceful. Although the color was weak, it appeared more and more under the Bodhisattva. Clear and beautiful, watching extremely warm, people are very easy to give birth to a good feeling.
Xu was pity that she was young, and the lady even softened her voice, and asked softly: "Little girl, so late, how are you here?"
Jiang Lidao said: "I made a mistake, the teacher asked me to meditate here."
The men and women who came here were very different. Some people said in dissent: "So late, is it wrong to have a little girl kneeling in the temple, what should I do if I hurt my body? Isn’t it true that the family is compassionate? How can you be so vicious!"
Tonger’s eyes turned, and when he came out, he immediately changed his look. He said:
It’s a slave. When the slave gave the girl’s food to the restaurant, he accidentally broke the plate. Jing’an said too. The girl and the slave are squatting in this temple.
She wiped her tears again.
The slave is nothing, but we girls, our girls haven’t eaten for a day.

When this was said, these people immediately became an expression of anger and questioning. Since coming to the temple to worship Buddha, these people are naturally "people of good heart", and when they see the little girl being oppressed, they must be angry.
Just listen to someone saying: "No wonder, no wonder it will make such a ugly thing, it is clearly a demon-like demon."
"Not bad."
Jiang Li looked around and didn't see the nun in the nunnery. Then he said: "Excuse me, where are the little masters in the temple?"
After saying this, the men and women in front of them all showed different looks, and it seemed difficult to start.
At the beginning, the gentle woman who spoke to Jiang Li, looked at Jiang Li’s temptation and asked: "This girl does not seem to be a person in the temple."
"My lady is Miss Jiang Er of Yanjing Jiang's family." Tonger replied crisply.
"Jiang Jia?" Another young lady heard the words and asked, "But the first home of Jiang Yuanbai's family?"
"Exactly!" Tonger answered affirmatively.

How is this possible?
The young lady looked smaller than Jiang Li’s, hesitating:
I only know that Jiang’s family has a young lady, Jiang Youyao, but she does not know that she has a second lady.

When the words "Miss Jiang 2" came out, the young ladies had no movement, but the husbands had their own thoughts. Eight years ago, Miss Jiang had pushed Jiang’s relay room into a small production. Yanjing knew it, but the time interval was too long. Since then, Miss Jiang has been sent to the home temple to teach her rules. She has not returned to Beijing for many years. I have never seen her, and naturally I can’t remember.
I didn't expect to see it here.
The Miss Jiang Li, who is in front of her eyes, is not like the rumor that she is murdering the younger brother’s mother’s life. She is in the temple, so that the thin and docile appearance can poison her aunt? No one believes when you say it!
People are always more willing to believe what they see in their eyes.
Jiang Li stared at the lady who spoke to her first, hesitated, and said: "Mrs....is Mrs. Liu from Chengde Lang Liu Daren's house?"
The lady groaned and asked, "Girl recognized me?"
Jiang Li bowed his head and seemed to be stunned. He smiled slightly: "Before the Peony Festival, many years ago, my wife once visited the peony, and the little girl still remembers."
Mrs. Liu heard the words, and thought a little, and said: "Not bad." Looking at Jiang Li's eyes is softer, "It's hard for you to remember."
Mrs. Liu, the wife of Cheng Delang Liu Yuanfeng, was very good with Jiang Zhen’s mother, Ye Zhenzhen. When Ye Zhenzhen married her in Yanjing City, she also had more contacts with Mrs. Liu. Later, Ye Zhenzhen passed away, leaving Jiang Li, and Mrs. Liu often visited Jiang Li because she missed her friends.
Only then, Ji Shuran entered the door, and Mrs. Liu would not come back to visit Jiang Li, and gradually the relationship would be weak. The peony flower festival that Jiang Li said was supposed to be the last time Mrs. Liu saw Jiang Pear. Now it was raised by Jiang Li, and Mrs. Liu’s eyes immediately appeared as the young friend Ye Zhenzhen.
Mrs. Liu carefully looked at the pear in front of her. I wonder if it was a little embarrassing to the friend in the heart. Mrs. Liu looked at the girl in front of her and felt more cordial and gentle. She said: "Is Jiang Daren sending you here?"
Jiang Li is slightly dagger.
"You are the young lady of Yanjiacheng Jiangjia, who is the biological daughter of Jiang Daren. How can I live in this place? The low tide in early summer, so all night long, all the night, how is it sick? It is clear that someone deliberately killed. Jiang Er girl, come back to Yanjing with me tomorrow." Mrs. Liu suddenly said.
Tonger’s eyes on the ground are bright, and Mrs. Liu’s words are meant to give pears a head. Jiang Li was thrown in Qingcheng Mountain for so many years, and no one cares about it. Now, Mrs. Liu is also a lady of the official family. Mrs. Liu’s speech is nothing. Now, when I return to Yanjing, I will say a few words to the ladies. It’s hard to pass it to Jiang Yuanbo’s ear. Jiang Yuanbo will naturally think of this being thrown. The daughter of the nunnery.
However, after Mrs. Liu’s words were finished, she did not hear the answer she wanted. The girl in front of her heard the words and looked up at her with a stunned look. It seemed that there was a flash of joy, but she immediately became hesitant. After shaking his head firmly, he said: "Thank you for your kindness, but I am afraid it will not work."
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The son came out and hit a soy sauce and ran (╯▽╰)╭