Farmer's Little Girl

Chapter 344

The Lord Shouqing withdrew his hand, touched the pulse of Qian's left hand and asked, "have you changed your dressing?"

"No," Qian flatly denied, "I've been taking the usual medicine all the time. Master, do you think it's because I serve the old gentleman piously, so the old gentleman gives me a reward? I feel much better anyway. A benevolent and kind countenance is as like as two peas. "I can't remember who I am." but I saw the statue of Lao Jun today. I recognized them at once. They were almost identical.

The Lord Shouqing couldn't help but be dumbfounded. If she was pious, could she be more pious than herself?

But he didn't dream of Lao Jun?

He as like as two peas, and many of them said he dreamed of the God of wealth, and the statue of God of wealth.

But those people didn't get a windfall, and Qian's pulse was really strong from a disease.

Shouqing Guanzhu meditates.

His medical skills are just like the old doctors at the foot of the mountain. I'm afraid even the imperial doctors in the capital dare not say how powerful they are. After all, the human body is mysterious.

Maybe God bless you?

As soon as the Lord Shouqing looked up, he looked at three pairs of bright eyes. Qian hoped that he could identify with himself. On Wednesday, Lang was simply curious whether his mother was really blessed by the gods and was in good health?

Man Bao thought it was very interesting and wanted to hear what the Lord Shouqing would say.

The Lord Shouqing opened his mouth and smiled warmly. "Congratulations to Qian Jushi. You are really well."

Both Qian's and Zhou Lang's eyes burst with surprise.

On Wednesday, Lang couldn't help shouting excitedly: "Lord, is what you said true? Is my mother ready? "

The Lord Shouqing touched his beard and said with a smile, "naturally, this is the best reward given by the old gentleman to your mother. Only the most devout believers can have such benefits. It is also the fate between your mother and the old gentleman."

On Wednesday, Lang nodded fiercely and said in a voice: "don't worry, Lord. In the future, our family will all serve the Lord and kneel down to worship the LORD every day."

Qian Shi:... This silly boy, Xiang doesn't want money?

But when he looked down and saw man Bao, Qian hesitated again. Maybe the Lord is really blessing him?

Boundless God, sin

Qian picked up the basket at his feet and pushed it to Lord Shouqing. He said piously, "Lord, the portrait of the old gentleman in my family is a little old. I want to invite another one back."

"It's easy to say. It happened that a portrait was opened in the temple not long ago. Please go back later. Next time you come to the mountain, remember to bring the old portrait to the temple and burn it, so as to add merit to you."

Qian Yingxia.

The Lord Shouqing swept his eyes to the little Taoist Daohe. Daohe immediately came forward with a smile and lifted the basket to the kitchen.

Lord Shouqing led Qian to the front to worship the supreme old gentleman again. By the way, oh, no, he solemnly gave her the portrait.

Man Bao has long been used to this form and doesn't want to go, so he lags one step behind. As soon as he turns around, he sneaks into the kitchen behind Dao he.

Dao he carefully took out the eggs and put them in place. Then he poured the rice into the rice jar, handed the basket to man Bao and asked, "shall I help you get the front?"

Man Bao shook his head, glanced at their rice jar and said, "you don't have much rice."

"Yes, our Taoist temple has also been affected this year." Daohe is very familiar with man Bao. He directly supports his hands, sits on the stove and talks to her with his legs shaking. "Moreover, the believers are also seriously affected. Everyone goes up the mountain to worship the Heavenly Master and doesn't like to bring food."

"What did they bring?"

"Most of them are empty handed, some take a la carte, and some take some black steamed buns." Daohe sighed, "we have also planted a lot of vegetables at the Taoist temple. We can't finish eating too much. Shifu, they are tearing up those vegetables and drying them recently. They plan to make them into dried vegetables and pickles for winter."

"Don't you grow winter wheat?"

"Yes, but Shifu said he didn't know what the harvest would be like next year. If it wasn't good, martial uncle Shoucai and martial uncle Shoushi would go down the mountain for a tour."

Man Bao was a little lost. "I still want to eat their dumplings at the temple fair next year."

Walking down the mountain is one of the ways for Taoist temples to avoid natural and man-made disasters. When one Taoist temple is not enough to feed so many people, some Taoists should go out for sightseeing.

On the way, they will give people practice, fortune telling, Feng Shui exploration, and medical treatment in exchange for money. When natural or man-made disasters pass, they will return to the Taoist temple.

There are only six people in their Taoist temple. Daohe and Daoxu are young. The Taoist leader can't go out, and the defender is not good at learning, so the last one to go out is Shoucai and Shoushi.

Man Bao went to the front hall with a basket and a way and a drooping head. He saw that Qian was devoutly taking the portrait of Lao Jun from the Lord of Shouqing temple.

Dao he said sincerely, "if only your mother could go up the mountain every day."

"No," man Bao, who was worried about him, said immediately, "worship God. Master can worship at home."

Every time my mother goes up the mountain, she will send some rice and eggs. There are few things in her house, okay?

"But we must not be pious in the temple," Tao said with a serious face. "We should serve the Heavenly Master piously."

"We are pious, from body to heart." Man Bao looked serious and said, "if you don't believe me, I'll kowtow to the Lord."

Then he put down his basket, went to the futon and knelt down. Looking at the tall portrait of the Supreme Lord in front of him, man Bao bowed respectfully and kowtowed three heads in a row.

Qian Shi was happy, and the Lord Shouqing was also very happy. He said three good words in a row. Then he helped man Bao up with his own hands, touched her cerebellar bag and said, "boundless God, the Supreme Lord will bless you."

Man Bao nods fiercely and proudly looks at Dao he.

Dao he took a look at his master.

On Wednesday, Lang thought Lord Tianzun was very useful, so he banged three heads before leaving, asking Lord Tianzun to bless his daughter-in-law's safe production and mother and son's safety.

The mother and son went down the mountain happily and were not satisfied.

In particular, Qian's uneasiness that lingered in her heart since yesterday afternoon dissipated at this time. She tightly dragged man Bao and whispered, "when you go back, you'll worship the Lord of heaven, you know? You are the fairy under his seat. You have been robbed from the world. You have some feelings. Please bless you. Everything is fine on earth. "

Man Bao opened his mouth. "Mom, when did I become a fairy?"

Wednesday Lang is also very confused. How can Yaomei become a fairy in a blink of an eye?

"Of course you are a fairy," Qian said positively. "Didn't you hear the Lord Shouqing say that I was well cared for by Lord Tianzun, but why did Lord Tianzun care for me? Before, I was going to be hooked by the gods, but the Heavenly Master appeared. "