Wear ancient times with a house

Chapter 137 Meeting the Little Monk

Grandmother said:

"This old woman is the one you met at the alley of Zheng Hanlin's house."

Mrs. Song has been convinced of Mr. Lu's taste since she ate the sauced beef and suet cakes recommended by Master Lu. She never expected that the other party's taste in drinks would be so weird. , but she personally tested that it didn't taste good.

Grandmother Shen explained:
"She was indeed a good craftsman before. With this skill, she married a bride for her son and prepared a dowry for her daughter. It's a pity that she is confused now. The family is afraid that she will get lost, and there is no one to accompany her out. If she sells it, she will not be allowed to set up a stall again.

But she has been doing it all her life and she is used to it, so how can she be willing to give up? .The family had no choice but to let her continue to make it at home. If there is more sugar and less water, it’s okay, and they can remedy it secretly.But the junior is not good at craftsmanship, and can't make her so delicious.

Then the old sister set up a stall at the entrance of the alley and started selling. In the alley over there, there are not many passers-by. Everyone is familiar with it. Knowing that she is confused, she occasionally buys a bowl deliberately, and no one says anything. .Neighbors also helped her son and daughter-in-law look after her so that she would not get lost. "

Song Yun thought to herself, it was really a warm and sad story, she thought she should tell this story to her second brother and ask him to write a short note for the old woman.

Shen said to the others with some emotion:

"Even if the taste is not as good as it used to be, but after hearing this story, it's only worth the price."

Several people also felt the same emotion, even Mrs. Song, who always felt that she had lost money, didn't say anything, and even thought with some expectation:
If my children and grandchildren can treat me like this after I am confused, then I will be satisfied.

No matter how touching the story is, the thirst cannot be quenched. A few people found a stall selling mung bean paste, bought a few bowls, drank it in turn, wiped their mouths and hands, and started shopping.

As soon as Song Yun did this, she fell into the water like a fish, and she was so happy, especially this time with her mother by her side, she was even more willing to spend money on shopping: Fucheng summer limited edition of all kinds of gadgets, I come La!

The first thing to go is to go to the jewelry building. Mrs. Song loves gold, silver and jewelry, but she always feels that her daughter-in-law is wasting money buying these. It is her granddaughter. She reluctantly agrees to buy one or two beaded flower belts for the little girl Bring, no more.

But now she is surrounded by the Shen family.He really didn't dare to say anything, didn't even dare to show his face, so he could only follow them in obediently.

Song Yun saw a silver bead flower at first sight, and a small butterfly was parked on it, which was also silver.cute, want it!

She looked at Mrs. Song beggingly, and blinked, hoping that her grandmother could buy it for her.

In fact, Song Wen was holding money from her own house, and her mother was also holding money from her father's house, but Song Yun, as always, felt that it was a pity not to kill the old lady at such a good time.

Grandmother Shen rarely saw her granddaughter, so she would not be reluctant to spend money, and hurriedly took out her purse:
"Grandma bought it for you, how many do you want?"

Mrs. Song does not allow her granddaughter to be coaxed by others Qing Yi, after all, her granddaughter is quite vengeful, if she doesn't buy it for her this time, and her grandmother buys it, then she may be able to say for half a year, "Grandma treats me so badly." That's great!"

Seeing Mrs. Song start to take out her purse, Song Yun nodded in satisfaction, and stretched out two fingers:

"One for me, one for my cousin."

This kind of silver bead flower is not worth much, so I only buy it for her, not for my cousin, so it's unavoidably unsightly.She was afraid that her old lady would be careless, so she could only ask her directly.

Fortunately, the old lady bought not only two but also an extra one with the intention of saving money and avoiding disaster, and prepared to give it to Wang Yawei.

Song Yun thought to herself, that cousin really might not be able to bring such a thing.

"Song Yun, have you come to Fucheng again? Are you still living at Uncle Wang's house?"

Song Yun turned around in surprise, thinking, I don't seem to have any acquaintances in Fucheng, especially when he heard the voice of a boy.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw a young monk with cyan scalp and shaved hair. He had no ring scars, and he was black and strong.His face looked pretty, but it didn't match his complexion and figure.

She always felt that this face was somewhat familiar, but she really couldn't remember when she met a monk, could it be?
Song Yun asked in surprise:

"Are you a monk from that temple on the outskirts of the city? You actually recognized me. You have a really good memory."

When she thought of that temple, she thought of delicious vegetarian food. What did the great monk say at that time?It seems to say that if she goes again, the other party will entertain her for free.

Thinking of this, her eyes lit up, and she decided to take her family to go once in a while. They don't need money for vegetarian food, and they can still rub the Wang family's yard.

The little monk on the opposite side scratched his head inexplicably, looked down at his blue clothes, and finally said in frustration:
"I'm Tang Yan, have you forgotten?"

(End of this chapter)