"I've seen the prince, I've seen..." They laughed and bent their eyes. They all went up to see the ceremony.

"It's all my own, no need to be polite."

"Sister is back. Sister is back." Xiao lin'er cheered and was about to rush over to give a hug to her sister who had been missing for many days.

Unexpectedly, a little figure flashed faster than her, leaped to the tree, hugged her legs and cried, "benefactor, benefactor! Benefactor! "

The tree could not help being funny. He bent down and picked up the little monk. He knocked on his little head and said, "miss me."

"I miss benefactor very much. When the female almsgiver is away, I can't eat and sleep well. Wuwu...... " The little monk sniffed and nodded.

"I have no conscience." Wei Ziqin is funny and has a good airway. "I don't know who is cooking all kinds of vegetarian food for you in different ways to make you happy."

"Benefactor's mother." Little monk milk sound milk airway.

The tree playfully touched his little bald head. "Mother, let's go in and talk."

The party moved to the main hall, gathered together with laughter and laughter, and talked about yesterday's trip to Xiluo street to send food. Xiao Lin pursed angrily and said, "my sister doesn't say to take me to such a funny thing."

Wei Ziqin gave her daughter a bad knock and said softly, "you can play with anything."

"Father, mother, second uncle and second aunt, brother and sister, we have brought you some small gifts. Take them for a minute." Mo Lian asked people to move things in and give them presents.

It's a pair of headwear for the mother and the second aunt, a famous calligraphy and painting for the father and the second uncle, a set of four treasures for the younger brother, a famous sword for the little tiger, and a pair of gold brocade wristbands for the little lin'er.

Everyone can't help but take their own gifts and happily can't close their mouths.

"This is for aunt and cousin ruoli. If my mother goes back to visit them, she will take them. "

"Good." Wei Ziqin nodded with a smile.

The little monk sat on the leg of the tree and looked at the hands of all the people, big and small gift boxes. He asked weakly, "I am not, am I?"

The tree could not help being funny. As soon as he shook his wrist, he took out a fluffy, pink and yellow hat from the inner boundary and put it on the little monk's bald head

"Nice to see, ha ha ha!" Jolin laughed and fell.

"See? The lotus on it is embroidered by my sister! Like it or not. " Tree eyes a bend, look down to the little monk asked.

One side of the ink lotus, only silently drew the corner of the mouth.

Little daughter-in-law embroiders lotus flower this hobby, does not know should boast.

The little monk grudgingly placed a little head, "it looks a little ugly."

"Poof..." They all hurriedly suppressed their laughter, pretended to cough, and each took a cup to drink.

"Don't worry about three or four. I'll tell you." Arbor in his small head a flick, "back to go out shopping when wearing, do not always show a smooth head."

"But it's a little hot."

Uncle Qiao was choked by tea. It's going to be a hot day. My niece even gave the little monk a plush hat. It's just

"Did you do morning class today?" Arbor has opened up the topic.

"It was done yesterday." The little monk murmured to himself, forgetting the protest immediately.