Chapter 149

See Xia Yihan has come to their side, she also loosen song wanting, don't pull her.

"Miss Song, listen to my advice and fly away. I'm really for you, ha ha." With that, she ran to find Xia Yihan.

"Yihan, how about Mr. Ye kissing your little mouth just now?" Her voice is not small. Song wanting in front and ye Zimo behind can almost hear her.

"Don't talk nonsense, there is no such thing." Xia Yihan said hard.

"Where else did you kiss?" Wine asked again, she did not believe, did not kiss her blush into what?

Xia Yihan didn't know how to answer. He was very embarrassed. This is ye, who has already calmed down, came to him and said, "do you care about where people kiss? Well, wait for your rich and handsome, then you will know. "

Ye Zimo's face is red. He doesn't dare to tease Xia Yihan any more.

Xia Yihan and ye Zimo exchanged their eyes. His eyes clearly have a love for her. A trace of sweetness rippled from her heart, and she felt that the scenery around her was better.

Several people went back to the temple where they started. The vegetarian lunch was ready, and Fu Fengyi was waiting for them.

At dinner, ye Zimo's mobile phone rings. There is a message coming. He estimates that Lin Dahui reported Yu Shanshan's progress. Sure enough, Lin Dahui said that the children of the housekeeper and chef Liao had been found in a ruins, and Yu Shanshan had also been arrested and locked up.

"Well done!" He replied, looked at Xia Yihan, but said nothing.

After lunch, the master of the temple said that several female residents were tired of climbing the mountain, so he prepared some guest rooms for them to have a rest.

Fu Fengyi's meaning is to ask Ye Zimo to have a rest. He says no, just walk around.

After several people had a rest, ye Zimo came out of the big temple alone, pretending to stroll slowly. In fact, his destination was the small temple where he wanted to sign.

The old monk was not surprised at his arrival. He only said with a smile, "please, my Lord!"

Ye Zimo was not too polite, so he knelt down and worshipped. His attitude was also devout. He swayed the lot and dropped it.

Before he went to pick up the sign on the ground, the old monk said: "Amitabha, the hermit seems to be in a dilemma. He has many doubts. It's better to let go."

Leaf Mo Dun, or bent over to pick up the sign, he did not see, directly handed to the old monk.

"What does the hermit want to ask?" The old monk asked as usual.

Although a bit awkward, ye Zimo still honestly replied: "marriage."

The old monk nodded clearly, looked at the sign, and read: "may the dragon and Phoenix be known, and don't be suspicious. If the injustice can be solved, it will be Zhenxiang's blessing."

"Master, help to solve it." Ye Zimo said calmly.

The old monk nodded again and said slowly: "the first sentence, may the dragon and Phoenix be known, which means that the other party already knows that you are pursuing the other party's wish.

In the second sentence, don't let your heart be less suspicious, which means that you should not have doubts about this issue. This sentence is a continuation of the previous one.

The third sentence, if the injustice can be solved by virtue, means that although the other party knows your wish, there is still a little obstacle between them, which affects the development of the relationship between you two. We need to do some virtue to solve this obstacle.

The fourth sentence is that Zhen Xiang is a lucky base, which means that doing this merit, on the one hand, can be a auspicious omen, and on the other hand, it will be a blessing for two people in the future. "

After the explanation, the old monk handed the autograph to Ye Zimo for him to see with his own eyes.

Ye Zimo looked at it for a moment, and thought, my heart, does that woman really know? I don't want to doubt her easily, but there are always others in her heart, and I can't let them go. It's not easy for me not to doubt.

The old monk is always paying attention to Ye Zimo's expression. He can see that he is a man with strong ideas. For such a person, I have no intention of persuading him. I can only rely on him to figure it out.

I'm afraid that when he really wants to put it down, the woman may not be in the same place.

After returning the signature to the old monk, ye Zimo looked up at the temple, which was indeed very dilapidated.

"Master, I want to do a merit. You can use it to repair this place or give alms to those who need it. It's a little bit of my heart." With that, he took out a pen and a note paper from his pocket and wrote down the words of donating 200000 yuan to Ye Zimo.

"Master, please keep this note and someone will come to cash it for you."

"Amitabha! Thank you, hermit Although Ye Zimo only wrote a note, the old monk accepted it gratefully and sincerely without any doubt.

After leaving this small temple, ye Zimo strolled for a while before returning to the temple where his mother and Xia Yihan had a rest. When they got up, they went down the mountain together.

I didn't walk fast when I went up the mountain, but I also walked slowly when I went down the mountain. It was past four o'clock in the afternoon when I got down the mountain.

"Mom, we're still resting at the place where we stayed yesterday tonight. We'll leave tomorrow morning and go to the next mountain."

"Good." Fu Fengyi answered.

Ye Zimo saw that his mother was in a bad mood, and her speech was stuffy. He glanced at song wanting. He didn't know if she told her mother about him driving her home, which made her angry.

This time, she really wronged song wanting. She wanted to tell her, but before she spoke, she saw that Fu Fengyi was not happy, so she didn't dare to say.

"Ma, what's the matter? You don't seem happy

"Nothing." Fu Fengyi shook her head.

Ye Zimo looked at his mother's face carefully, and after a little thought, he understood that today it had nothing to do with song wanting. His mother thought of Ye Zihan again.

In fact, every time Fu Fengyi went to the temple to worship Buddha and burn incense, it was for ye Zihan's sake. But over the past few years, her performance is not so obvious, burning incense is not so boring.

"Mom, let's go back to Dongjiang. After a while, we'll accompany you to the other mountains, OK?"

"No way!" Fu Fengyi resolutely refused.

"Well, since you want to insist, let's go according to the original plan. Let's have a rest."

Ye Zimo and song wanting hold Fu Fengyi on both sides and walk slowly towards the hotel. On the way, several people hear the Buddha music at the same time. From far to near, when the sound comes near, they all look at it, but it's a disabled person, whose hands and feet are destroyed. People look at some deformities, who look at both eyes will feel distressed, he piled on a wooden skateboard, skateboard under the wheel, he is no hands to push the arm forward.

On the skateboard, next to his body is a small speaker with Buddhist music, and the tune is Amitabha.

Generally, such scenes are common in cities. Ye Zimo knew that his mother always wanted to give alms, so he said, "Mom, wait for me, I'll help him."

Ye Zimo took out a stack of red bills from his wallet and put them into the beggar's bowl. Probably the beggar has never seen anyone give so much, and he said thank you.

Before ye Zimo could turn around, she heard her mother's hasty footsteps follow her. It turned out that she was a little excited to get rid of song wanting, ran to the beggar, looked up and down at him, and asked him in a trembling voice: "this child, how old are you? Where is your hometown? How did that happen? "

"Ma!" Ye Zimo held Fu Fengyi and said to her, "don't ask. No, you see, he must be at least ten years older than Zihan. It's impossible."

"Don't make any noise. What do you know? I beg outside every day. It's windy and sunny. It's easy to get old. Do you know that? It's normal to be ten or twenty or thirty years old! " Fu Fengyi was a little excited and confused the beggars.

"Elder brother, could you please answer my mother's question?" Ye Zimo said in a low voice, but also understand the mother must ask in the end. It's always like this. Even if she looks ten years younger than ye Zihan, she has to ask others. She said that it is possible that Xiaoye Zihan got any disease after he lost, stopped growing or anything, and could not let go of a glimmer of hope.

This persistence of mother always makes Ye Zimo helpless and sad.

The beggar thanks Ye Zimo for his generosity, and he has suffered so much. He also wants to complain to others, so he tells them.

"My hometown is far away. I don't remember the specific name."

With this sentence finished, Fu Fengyi's body was shaking again. Ye Zimo quickly encircled his mother's shoulder and gently comforted her: "Mom, don't get excited first, listen to him finish."

"I was abducted."

Ye Zimo was really worried. He thought, why can't you say it quickly? This abduction must have stabbed his mother's nerves again. Her hands are chilly.

"I remember when I was nine years old, I was playful and was taken out of the house, and then I was forcibly taken away. What I've done is that the bad guys use my disabled body to beg for money for them. Fortunately, later, I slowly developed this thing myself and ran away while they were relaxing. Alas! Those people are really bad. If I don't get money, I will be beaten and scolded. Oh, no, thank you. I wish you all the best. "

"No! no Mom, are you clear? He said he left home when he was nine years old. He remembers all those things very well, No

Ye Zimo whispers to Fu Fengyi patiently, but she still shakes her head and her eyes are full of tears.

"Do you see that? Did you see it? All the lost children come to this end! All of them Her voice changed the tone. Ye Zimo could not bear to hold her mother and said softly again, "I'm sorry, mom, I'm sorry. It's all the son's useless. You're just so cranky because he hasn't found someone for you for such a long time."

Song wanting and Xia Yihan are standing not far away, and they can't hear what ye Zimo is saying to Fu Fengyi. Anyway, they are both sad.

Xia Yihan guesses that Fu Fengyi must have thought about ye Zihan again. She sees a beggar like this. If Mo Xiaojun is her son, she will not be able to live.

Fu Fengyi didn't know that it had nothing to do with Ye Zimo's usefulness. When he was lost, communication was blocked and it was hard to find. Now more than 20 years have passed. Is there any special feature in him? It's like looking for a needle in a haystack. It's not easy to talk about it.

"Mom, let's go back, OK? Go back and have a good rest before you come out Ye Zimo coaxed his mother like a child.