"Mingjing, Mingjing, this is the wild rabbit I picked up from the back mountain. Let's bake it while Shifu is down the mountain. The younger martial sisters are too thin and have to mend their bodies. It's so cold this winter. We can survive by eating more."

The girl has a pair of big eyes, wears a wide washed white Ziyi, and runs in excitedly with an injured hare.

Mingjing knelt in front of the Buddha and looked at the struggling rabbit with compassionate eyes.

The girl was like an old hen protecting her cubs. She immediately hid the rabbit behind her, "don't tell me that my family doesn't kill. I have to hear the cocoon. The younger martial sisters are different from you. You grow against the sky and you don't need to be mended because you are so tall, but the younger martial sisters can't. They are thin like chicks. If you don't love me, I still love you."

"Elder martial sister, I'll recite a death spell. Go."

The girl immediately smiled and thought of some vicious threat: "you must not tell Shifu, otherwise... Otherwise I will never pay attention to you again, hum."

——

The two girls, as like as two peas, sat down on the pun, and the more beautiful and weaker girls sobbed back to the Buddhist Sutra: "... All the pain... The house, the child, the color..."

The little girl racked her brains, but she couldn't remember.

The girl next to her whispered to remind her that the girl kneeling at the foot of Luohan opened her eyes slightly. The two little girls trembled with fear, and the one with less courage cried out.

"Second elder martial sister, i... I can't recite it. You hit my hand board." The little girl stretched out her little hand tremblingly, and her little face was full of forbearing panic.

"Second elder martial sister, Mingchen is in poor health. Hit me and I will be punished for her." Mingti rolled up his sleeve and showed his white and tender palm with a firm face.

Mingjing looked at them quietly. They couldn't bear this suffocating depression. When they were about to collapse, a girl rushed in, protected the two little girls behind them, and scolded Mingjing at the beginning.

"They are so young that they can't recite it if they can't recite it. Why do you beat them? Do you have an iron heart? Recite the Buddhist Scriptures every day. What can you do if they can't recite it? Do you really want them to be nuns all their lives? Don't cry. When the eldest martial sister comes of age, she will take you down the mountain. She wants to ask the Buddha wholeheartedly, and let's go to the world for fun."

Then he took the two little girls and left.

They broke away from her hand and knelt down on the futon: "eldest martial sister, second martial sister is also for our good. I can't recite the Buddhist scriptures. I'm too stupid. Don't blame second martial sister."

She stamped her feet in a girlish way. In winter, her face turned red with cold, which made her eyebrows and eyes fly fresh, like the grass drilled in the stone cracks in winter, with extremely strong vitality.

"What kind of ecstasy did you give these two girls? I'm so angry to listen to you."

"Elder martial sister, how can you get a foothold in the world without any skills, education and family background?" The bright mirror asked faintly.

The girl choked.

"The world is prosperous, but the people's hearts are dangerous. Unlike the ancient Buddha with green lanterns in the temple, they are isolated from the world. The younger martial sisters are cultivating their hearts and sharpening their temperament. Although they suffer, they can benefit from life. Being born in the Buddha is their misfortune, but also their luck."

"You have the most truth. I'm stupid. But you'd better do as you say."

The girl sat down on the futon and said she should watch her. She couldn't corporal punish the younger martial sisters, but she dozed off after listening to the Buddhist scriptures.

The Buddha Hall is solemn. It is not a place to sleep, but only she has the courage.

A pure heart, ignorant and fearless, fresh and warm.

Her name is Mingxin, a Buddhist disciple who drinks, eats meat and doesn't recite the Buddhist scriptures. She said that being born in Buddhism is my misfortune, but I don't accept my fate. I must go down the mountain and have a look at the prosperity of the world. It's so worthwhile to come to the world.

She is strong in the outside but strong in the middle. She has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. She scolded Mingjing. If she has something delicious back, she must keep it for Mingjing.

She once said, "I brought you back. The first time I saw you, I was attracted by these eyes that are not like children. Although I am your senior sister and several years older than you, you know? In fact, I am more afraid of you than Shifu, but don't get me wrong. I'm not afraid of you..."

"You didn't cry since you were a child. My master and I once suspected that you were disabled. You were too smart. You taught me to read and write. You are a junior sister, but I think you are more like my other master. Sometimes I feel distressed to see you kneeling alone in front of the Buddha and practicing hard day after day. Obviously, you are still a child, but you have lost your innocence and live as an old man."

"Mirror, you are a man without a heart."

——

"Mirror, are you listening?" The girl's cautious voice came from the mobile phone.

This is the elder martial sister's voice, but she never spoke to her in this tone.

She is like the scorching sun under the scorching sun, always so confident and cheerful.

If she were a senior sister, she would say, "you girl, if you have anything to say, you fart. I can't stand your unfathomable, coy and pinched appearance. I'm angry when I see it."

Mingjing smiled. Hearing Mingjing's laughter, Ye Zhen at the other end of the mobile phone was surprised.

"Mingjing... Are you, are you okay?"

"Do you have time to go back to Jiangzhou on New Year's day?"

"OK, I'll go back then." Ye Zhen also wants to climb back. Mingjing rarely takes the initiative to need her.

"The weather of snow mountain has changed suddenly these days. Pay attention to safety."

After a few words, the mobile phone prompted a phone to come in. Mingjing hung up and reconnected.

"Mingjing, who is this Li Chan?" Zheng Qing asked directly.

"What's the matter?"

"Who are you first?" Zheng Qing's tone seems a little urgent.

"I wish the family a nanny's sister."

"That's all?" Zheng Qing seems incredible.

The mirror asked, "what's wrong with her identity?"

"She has been dead for 13 years in the system and has long been closed."

Thirteen years ago?

The bright mirror's eyes were slightly deep, staring at the dark night and said faintly, "where's Li Juan?"

"The same, both sisters died thirteen years ago, and..."

Zheng Qing lowered her voice, seemed to have some scruples, hesitated for a long time and said, "if I didn't admit my mistake, my colleague did it. The identity of Li Juan should not be simple. I'll check this Li Chan deeply. You pry open Li Juan's mouth. There must be a secret between the sisters."

——

Li Juan was awakened by the nightmare again and got up in her clothes.

At three o'clock in the morning, the whole Mingshan garden fell into silence. The moonlight shone lonely on the earth and reflected the faint cold light.

Li Juan, under his armpits, was carrying a bundle of burning paper and hurried to a bare Wutong tree in the back garden.

The light of the fire lit up, and the tongue of fire swallowed up the burning paper in an instant, reflecting Li Juan's angry eyes.

"Xiaobao, stay there with your father. If your mother avenges you, she will go to you. If you lack anything, she will tell her mother that she will burn it for you."

Suddenly, a white skirt appeared in sight and was gently raised by the night wind, which was more strange and frightening than the fire that burned the dead in the night.

Li Juan was scared and fell to the ground. "What do you... What do you want to do?"

When the man came near, Li Juan breathed a sigh of relief: "it was the eldest lady. I was scared to death. I thought it was a ghost."

Walking without sound, wearing a white skirt in the middle of the night is more terrible than a ghost.

The night was like a fog, which made her unable to see the girl's face clearly. It was like looking at flowers in the fog, mysterious and hazy.

"You and Li Chan died thirteen years ago."

Li Juan didn't expect the eldest lady to find out so soon. She really didn't find the wrong person.

The fire went out, leaving a pile of ashes, and scattered sparks jumped in the night.

Li Juan knelt in front of the fire, "yes, I died 13 years ago, but I was lucky and escaped. I just pity my husband and my just one-year-old son. What evil did I do in my last life? God will torture me like this in this life."

The mirror listens quietly.

The joys and sorrows of the world are hidden in tears.

At the moment, the woman who looks heartless is just a poor man who has suffered great changes and lost her husband and son.

Tears rolled into the ashes, and the sound of "Ho" was swallowed and evaporated.

"My sister went to work in Jingzhou when she was just an adult. She didn't contact us for two years at first. Later, we learned that she worked as a nanny in a rich family. The family paid a high salary. My sister can send back a large sum of money every year. Her family built a new house. No one in shiliba village envies our capable daughter. Although there are always those bad hearted people who envy my sister and carry her back It's hard to be obedient in the field, but our family all know that my sister is by no means that kind of person. Sometimes I ask my sister who she works as a nanny for, but my sister always hesitates and says that she has signed a confidentiality agreement and can't disclose any information about her master's family, otherwise she will pay a large amount of liquidated damages. "

"She has been there for ten years. During these ten years, my father died of illness, and she never came back. She only sent a sum of money. I gradually began to complain about her until the second year after I got married and had children. One night, it rained heavily..."

——

The sky that has just rained is as blue as washing.

Early in the morning, Zhu's family became lively. Lin got up early in the morning and went into the kitchen to work. This is an absolutely invisible picture in the past.

Zhou Ma said with a smile, "it's like a family."

Without Zhu Xiangxiang making trouble, Zhu's painting style is finally normal.

Li Juan came out yawning. Zhou Ma slapped her on the back: "you dead girl, you didn't get up until you made three achievements every day. You're here to work, not to be a young lady. Be careful to let your wife see your lazy appearance and drive you out."

Li Juan wore a pair of huge black circles under her eyes. When she looked carefully, her eyelids were still red and swollen. When she heard the speech, she turned her mouth: "don't worry, madam. She is kind-hearted and won't be willing to drive me away."

"Take yourself seriously and remember your identity." Zhou Ma Cui scolded.

Li Juan went in her left ear and out her right ear. Seeing Zhu Wentao coming down from upstairs, she hurriedly handed over the newspaper that had been fresh in the morning.

"Who did you learn this flattery from? This girl is really better than a monkey."

Not to mention, her wife and husband, including Zhu Xiangxiang, were very satisfied with her performance. They thought she was down-to-earth and capable and smart.

Zhou's mother doubted that the girl was so resourceful. How could she be middle-aged and wander in the street?

The mirror pushed grandma Zhu around the garden outside. When she came back, the breakfast table was full.

"Why don't you stay with your grandmother these days? She cares about you every day. You keep her. The old man is getting better soon." Lin Qingsheng handed a bowl of coarse grain porridge to grandma Zhu, and then filled a bowl for Mingjing.

Now I wish my family to eat more healthy. I eat less fish and meat, abalone and bird's nest. I usually prepare the medicated diet according to the mirror, and eat the most cereals, vegetables and fruits.

I wish grandma was considerate and said, "children are busy. Don't listen to your mother. Don't delay your business because of an old woman."

Zhu Wentao said at this time, "yes, listen to your mother. It's not easy to come back and stay for a few more days."

Mingjing smiled. To everyone's surprise, she promised, "OK."

Lin Qing was the happiest. He ate an extra bowl of rice.

After dinner, Lin Qing didn't go out. He watched TV with Mingjing and grandma Zhu at home. It's rare to enjoy a warm time.

Upstairs, Zhu Wentao looked around, opened the bedroom door of the mirror, quickly closed the door and quickly walked into the bathroom.

The toothbrush was stained with water and used in the morning.

As like as two peas, Zhu Wentao took out a sealed bag from his coat pocket, put the toothbrush in, and replaced a toothbrush with the same brush.

He picked up the comb and shone on the light. Finally, he found a hair from above.

Zhu Wentao carefully put the hair into the sealed bag, kept the bathroom as it was, and hurried away.

As soon as Zhu Wentao came out, he bumped into Li Juan coming face-to-face with a mop. Her face sank.

"Sir, are you in the wrong room? Your room is over there. Here are the two ladies' rooms." Li Juan raised her voice to remind her of "kindness".

Sure enough, Zhu Wentao's face became more heavy, coughed and said, "I'm in the wrong room. Don't tell Mingjing."

She stared coldly at Li Juan.

As if frightened, Li Juan shrunk her shoulders and hung her head.

Zhu Wentao pulled the corners of his mouth, glanced at the three people downstairs who didn't know, and walked away.

Li Juan straightened up slowly, and there was no more cowardice on her face. She stared at Zhu Wentao's back and bah.

"I'm not as good as animals when I get together with my adopted daughter."

——

Zhou Xue went out to work. Jiang Chunlan got the news the next morning.

Yesterday, Mingjing went to Jiangzhou University, which has been widely spread on the Internet. The most low-key but handsome school grass in the history of Jiangzhou university has come into the public's attention.

Photos of the two eating in the canteen spread all over the Internet. Compared with Qu Feitai's cartoon, this Jiangda school grass is a proper iceberg beautiful man. It has an unspeakable melancholy temperament. It shows a bit of abstinence restraint and maturity in nobility, and it attracts people's soul quietly.

The whole network is crazy. Everyone knows Mingjing's temperament, but the friendship revealed by the school grass's small actions must be interesting to Mingjing. For a moment, a group of CP powder sprung up like mushrooms, all asking for the information of the school grass.

"Pa" chopsticks patted on the marble table and made a harsh sound.

Sister Hua came out with the bird's nest and subconsciously shrunk her shoulders.

The lady was angry.

She had not seen her wife so angry for a long time.

Jiang Chunlan made a phone call: "clean up all the online gossip about Jinchen. What a mess."

"Next time, don't do it."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chunlan breathed out slowly, and her face gradually settled down.

"Madam, your bird's nest." Sister Hua respectfully sent it up.

Jiang Chunlan glanced at her: "you already know?"

"This..." Sister Hua hesitated and said, "madam, didn't you like Miss Mingjing very much before? Why suddenly..."

Before the reception banquet of Zhu's family, my wife specially went to support her face. Everyone knows how much my wife likes the real daughter of Zhu's family.

Why, madam seems to have changed her attitude overnight.

Jiang Chunlan stirred the bird's nest, "I just don't want Jinchen to be affected by feelings. He is still young and has opportunities in the future."

Sister Hua wants to say that the young master is independent, and miss Mingjing is rare. It is normal for young men and girls to have a good impression, but madam's objection may be counterproductive.

But she wisely chose to shut up.

Jiang Chunlan's eyes are slightly narrowed. She won't allow anyone to hurt her son until she finds out the details of the mirror.