Chapter 77: The lady is so fierce

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Sang Chen put the chessboard in the hands of the old man, so he put it in the back with the chess and the chessboard, and he couldn’t care about collecting the money. He hurriedly picked up his back. "Mother, it’s packed up."
Yan Yanji, turned and walked outside the crowd.
"This little Langjun." The old man holding the game stood up and yelled.
Sang Chen stayed in the footsteps and looked at him in confusion. "What happened to the seniors?"
The old man is a shackle, "Small Langjun is a talented person, and he is very old-fashioned. I don’t know if Xiaolang’s name is..."
Sang Chen quickly returned to the ceremony: "In the next sang Chen, the word goes far, is the new master of Zhoujiacun."
"Sang with the distance?" The old man's eyes lit up, but some unbelievablely asked: "I don't know who is the teacher of Xiaolangjun?"
Sang Chen thought about it a little. He has many teachers. The doctors in the light, and the great Confucian in Chang'an City, he has to call the teacher, but it is only one person who has really taught him his knowledge. Tao: "The small teacher is the quiet mage of Xingshan Temple."
The old man looked a happy, and repeatedly said: "Long-term reputation, after two days, the old will definitely visit the door!"
Sang Chen said: "After two days, I will be waiting for my predecessors at home."
The two have done each other, and this is counted.
With the end of the game, the crowd gradually dispersed, and it was discovered that there were six or seven carriages that could not be moved in one corner. One of them was the government.
After Yan Yan and the late green car, Sang Chen sat down next to the driver.
The carriage slowly drove out of the East, and it was stable.
Late Green saw that Sang Chen was interested in Yan Yan, and he was bored anyway. He leaned on the car curtain and asked: "Mr. Sang, how can your teacher be a monk?"
Outside, the sound of Sang Chen’s clear voice seemed to be in a good mood.
Because of being fostered in Xingshan Temple from a young age, literacy is taught by the Master of the Peace. Although the Master did not give the teacher a gift, in the lower heart, he is also a teacher. ""
Yan Yan listened to Yun Yunsheng who said his identity. It was clearly Cui's scorpion, but he was abandoned to his mother's family. It is estimated that the mother's mother is not willing to raise this child, and she throws it directly to the temple. It is no wonder that she has developed such a temper.
Even if he didn't know his life, he was asked to be fostered in the temple. He asked: "Is Mr. Sang being fostered in the temple because of his bad life?"
"This... I don't know if I don't know, Master Huai Jing has never said that he only said that he would marry his wife before the age of eighteen, but..." Sang Chen was somewhat lost. "In the next home, the future is awkward, and there is no wish for the mother." Marry is under."
The mouth of Yan Yan mouth is slightly pumped, and Boling Cui is called poor? Even the middle four-year champion is still called the future? Jin Yunsheng also said that the most ideal husband in Changan Gui's mind is Sang Chen. I am afraid that when he appears, he does not know how many mothers are vying to marry.
Sang Chen said so, I am afraid that I have never regarded myself as Cui's grandson.
"Why do you want to go to the East Gate to make a mess?" Yan Yan suddenly asked.
Sang Chen heard the voice of Yan Yan, stunned, and immediately opened the face with a smile. "There was a kiln in front of the borrower. The boss never collected the money. Later, I realized that it was expensive, and the boss did not It’s not good for people’s kindness, so they can make some money by making a mess.

"After going back, I will send you twenty-two in the past. That kiln is also used by me." Yan Yan said lightly.
"That's how it works." Sang Chen immediately retorted and turned weakly and said: "There will be one day when I will be able to return."
Yan Yan asked: "How much money do you put in the endgame?"
"Ten." Sang Chen licked his lips, and his heart quickly counted how many years he would have to return to twenty-two.
Yan Yan stabilized his mood and continued to ask: "Where are you from these endgames?"
Sang Chen faintly felt that Yan Yan was somewhat unhappy, and replied: "When there is nothing to do in peace, I want to have some self-entertainment. Because these years are particularly troublesome, I think a lot."
Yan Yan was dumb, and he was so helpless that he laughed out. "It took a lot of mental power, and it was a game of endgame. If you say less, you have to pay the next hour. You will receive ten dollars? Do you know what you know?" Called value?"
Yan Yan has been cold and faint to Sang Chen, and suddenly made such a big fire, let the outside of Sang Chen sit on the needle felt, carefully explained: "The original was to receive fifteen, but the predecessor said expensive."
"Fifteen, you really have a good time." Yan Yan bite his teeth.
It’s really good and funny, and it took a while for me to make my mood slow down, but I immediately thought about it. What about his own business? He didn’t want the money, just throw it at him.
"Late green, go back to the car, take twenty-two from the doctor's consultation to Mr. Sang." Yan Yan cold and cold.
Sang Chen whispered and reluctantly said: "Don't be down, it's a good one..."
Yan Yan interrupted his words and said: "I gave it, you have to! Don't throw it."
Sang Chen shrunk his neck and muttered with a small voice: "Mother is so fierce, "Women's History" has a cloud: Women's virtues are still soft, including Zhang Jiji. "The Women's Biography" also said: quiet and quiet Keeping the rules neat, shameful, and having a law, is a woman’s virtue."
"You come in." Yan Yan slowly drifted into the tunnel.
Sang Chen, who was sitting outside the car, was stiff and buried his head in the back, pretending not to hear.
Yan Yan is impatient: "Mr. Sang is ready to let me go out and ask you?"
Sang Chen moved his ass, and then slowly opened the curtain, and quickly glanced at the face of Yan Yan, Jun's face was red and white, I don't know if it was shy or scared, holding on to me, squatting In front of the car, "What is your mother?"

Mr. Sang talks about what is a woman’s virtue?
Yan Yan held her head in one hand and squatted on the side of the little side, staring at him with a slight gaze.
This kind of demeanor, a little bit lazy in the silence, Sang Chen only glanced at him, the brain will be blank, where to remember what women and women, but only quickly hung down, I do not know what to say.
Late green sees Sang Chen was scared by her own mother like a little rabbit, and laughed out.
Sang Chen is even more self-sufficient, even the earlobe can drop bleeding.
"Mr. Sang, my mother is joking with you, so I don't want to be cautious." Late Green knows the nature of Yan Yan. Although he becomes indifferent after he recovers, he generally does not get angry. Moreover, Sang Chen did not do it. Everything is unhealthy, but the things that are done are so good, but there is nowhere to vent.
Yan Yan looked at his handsome and embarrassed look, and there was more or less sympathy in his heart. It was supposed to be a family born with a golden spoon. Because of his low status, he could only grow up with a group of monks in the temple. Thinking of this, Yan Yan wants to see the quiet Master, what kind of person can teach Sang Chen this virtue?
The evening green played a round field, but the atmosphere did not get better. There was a silence in the carriage, and the carriage was on the road, making a loud noise. The sky is getting late, the bright clouds are covered with the sky, everything in the heavens and the earth is plated with a layer of golden red, and the evening breeze is cool.
The carriage swayed through the wooden bridge, and Sang Chen’s cool eyes stared uneasy on the outside of the bamboo curtain. After he finally passed through the wooden bridge, he was relieved.
Yan Yan looked at him like this. Somehow, my heart suddenly gave birth to some feelings of hating iron and not forming steel. I couldn’t help but ask: "Isn't the Buddha's family asking for a fascination? You are growing up in the temple, how can you still enlighten? through?"
"Huai Jing Master said that there is no relationship with the Buddha in the next, so he can't understand." Sang Chen has a pair of clear eyes like the blue sky and shallow water, staring innocently at the wooden box pattern on the hand.
This is to make Yan Yan strange. She knows that those monks can't move and say fate. But when they say fate, there is no one who has a chance. Finally, I heard someone saying that they have no connection with the Buddha. .
"You don't always go down and down, I listen to my heart." Yan Yan slowed down her tone, and she found that if they didn't involve the principle problem, they could still have a calm conversation.
However, sometimes when Sang Chen commits two crimes, Yan Yan always wants to dissect him and study how his brain structure is different from that of ordinary people. Now... especially after hearing about his deeds, Yan Yan is even more I have a strong interest, and I often want to kill people and bury them.
Sang Chen naturally does not know that he has become a frog on the dissection table in Yan Yan's heart. He is also happy when he is unfamiliar. When they are unfamiliar with each other, they mostly use modest and respectful titles. Only when they are more familiar, will you and I be commensurate. He felt that this was a manifestation of the close relationship, and it was written on the face with joy.
In the late green heart, I feel that it is a pity that Sang Chen’s instrument is so good that even if it seems that it is not comparable to Xiao Langjun’s dragon and phoenix in Xing’s mouth, it is also a modest and modest. If the family is better, even if there is only one reputation, it’s good. ! So I did not give up, "Where is Mr. Sang’s hometown? Can there be relatives at home?"
Sang Chen replied: "Mr. Huai Jing said, I was born in Yuezhou, now the Lianzhou. After my parents died, I was sent to the sang family in Chang'an, and the sang family could not raise them, so they were sent to Xingshan Temple. Foster."
Since the death of Tang Xing, Li’s family of Li Er as an ancestor, Buddhism has gradually been replaced by Taoism. The court has embraced Taoism, the temples are deserted, and the Taoist temples are everywhere. Fortunately, Buddhism has many believers in the private sector, plus rulers. It will not let a certain sect grow up, and help one or two from time to time, so that can survive.
The temple is hard to save. If it is not for the sang family to add a lot of sesame oil money, how can they adopt a child for no reason? Still a child who has no connection with Buddha.
The words of Huai Jing Master, Yan Yan knows that Sang Chen will not believe, but he just takes it seriously, do not know whether it is out of evasion, or would rather believe that there is still a trace of warmth in this world.
Late Green sighed. "Slaves and sorrows, please ask Mr. Sang for forgiveness."
Sang Chen quickly waved: "No obstacles."
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