The rebirth of Fu Jia returns

Chapter 75
"Mother-in-law, here are some herbs for cooling down and relieving the heat. Wearing it on your body will make you calm down."

Fu Jia took out a sachet from the sleeve. It was made of dark purple fabric with rose flowers embroidered in blue, which matched Madam Anpinghou's clothes today.

Mrs. Anping Hou took it with a smile, and there was a fragrance from the tentacles, and the whole person suddenly became more awake.

"Thank you, Miss Jia." Mrs. Anping Hou said and changed the sachet hanging on her body.

Fu Rong just opened the curtain and came in.

Fu Jia handed the other sachet to Fu Rong, and said with a smile, "Second Miss, I give you a sachet with medicinal herbs in it."

When it came to herbs, Fu Rong took a step back reflexively, and looked at Fu Jia vigilantly: "I said no, what are you going to do?"

Fu Jia was taken aback for a moment, but then she realized that she couldn't help laughing.

Mrs. Anpinghou frowned, "Sister Rong, Fu Jia is also kind, what's your attitude?"

Fu Rong's performance has been getting worse and worse recently.

Fu Rong suddenly felt wronged: "Auntie, who knows what is in Fu Jia's sachet?"

What nightshade, mandala, this time I don't know what poisonous weed it is!
"What can there be, but some vanilla that reminds you of condensate, I wear it myself."

Mrs. Anping Hou's voice was a little harsh, and she took the sachet in Fu Jia's hand and opened it. Inside were mint, perrin, cloves and a little bit of sandalwood.

"Tell me, what kind of poisonous weeds are there?" Mrs. Anping Hou pointed to those things and said.

Fu Rong moved her mouth and muttered, "Anyway, she didn't follow her heart."

"Sister Rong! What about your rules!" Mrs. Anpinghou shouted with a serious look on her face.

Fu Rong's body trembled in fright, her mouth shrunk, and her eye circles turned red.

Mrs. Anping Hou continued: "Fu Jia now recognizes me as a foster mother, and I am also considered a member of the Hou family. Sisters should respect and love each other. Sister Jia gives you something. You don't need to wear it if you don't like it, but you can't wear it." There are no rules like this, sending you to the Liu Family Academy is not only for knowledge, but also for self-cultivation and conduct, Sister Rong, do you understand?"

Even if Mrs. Anping Hou didn't understand Fu Rong's careful thinking at first, can she still not notice it now?

Mammy Yu later investigated the matter of Fu Jia's mother stealing things in the garden, and Fu Rong had appeared there before.

At that time, Fu Rong never said that she had been there.

However, that headgear seemed to have disappeared and was never seen again.

If someone in the mansion stole it, they would definitely find a way to exchange it for money, if...

Mrs. Anping Hou didn't continue to think about it.

Fu Rong was reprimanded by Mrs. Anpinghou, with her head down, she didn't speak, she just wiped her tears.

Fu Jia was at the side, and hurriedly tugged on Mrs. Anpinghou's sleeve: "Mother-in-law, the second girl actually misunderstood me, and mother-in-law got angry."

Fu Rong was very narrow-minded, and Fu Jia was just teasing her, not letting her make trouble for herself.

Mrs. Anping Hou lost her temper and felt a little bad. Fu Rong has been with her for more than a year and took good care of her.

"Okay, let's go to the front." Mrs. Anpinghou said with a sigh of relief.

After hearing the movement, Qing Dai hurriedly came out to clean Fu Rong's face with hot water.

When Mrs. Anping Hou lost her temper just now, Qing Dai took everyone out.

The girl has a thin face and is already a little ashamed.

As soon as Qing Dai went out, Fu Jia's mother came outside, Qing Dai gave her a wink, and several servant girls stepped forward and pulled her to watch the fish in the pond, and then coaxed her away.

No, as soon as Fu Jia's mother came in, she yelled loudly: "Hey, what's wrong with the second girl's eyes, why are you crying?"

Qing Dai stroked her forehead, fortunately she was not allowed to enter the door just now.

When Fu Rong was shouted out, she suddenly looked a little bad, and wanted to say something, but remembering the reprimand from Mrs. Anpinghou just now, she just clenched her fingers tightly, bowed her head and said nothing.

"Oh, it's all right, I got sand in my eyes just now, has the sister-in-law of the Fu family cleaned it up? Why don't you go and listen to the scriptures first."

"Okay, okay, listen to the scriptures, what does this mean?" Fu Jia's mother didn't know what she was doing here, but she was very happy to let her go out anyway.

Madam Hou of Anping was about to explain, when the young novice came over, clasped his hands together, and said, "Madam Hou, the abbot's side is ready, please."

Mrs. Anping Hou hurriedly returned the gift, and everyone followed the little monk to the front hall.

Chanjing Temple is located among the mountains and mist, and the magnificent temple is built with antique flavor and solemnity.

The ancient trees are towering, the pines and cypresses are dense, the bamboos are lush, and the grass is green.

Mrs. Anping Hou walked in, and the abbot had already stood aside, and saw them raise their hands and lightly rang the bell.

With a sound of "buzz", the bell sounded leisurely and spread far away.

Fu Jia's mother was taken aback and trembled all over. Seeing Mrs. Anping Hou kneeling down in front of them, kowtowing reverently, she was busy imitating the example.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that Fu Jia's movements were regular and his posture was unrestrained, as if he knew it, and he couldn't help but wonder, when did he learn these things.

After saluting and receiving the incense from the little novice, Mrs. Anping Hou stepped forward to burn the incense, then she smiled and folded her hands to the abbot beside her, saying: "Abbot Yuanjue, long time no see."

"It's been a long time, the benefactor. Seeing the benefactor's face is calm and rosy, I think there is nothing serious in his heart."

"Thank you, Abbot, for your concern." Mrs. Anpinghou thanked her deeply.

Abbot Yuanjue is kind and kind, and has a profound knowledge of Buddhism. When she is upset, she often asks him for help.

"The benefactor Zizhi has eyebrows, the blessings of the children will last forever, and the great blessings will still be behind us in the future, the benefactor should not be blinded by one leaf, Amitabha!"

Mrs. Anping Hou was startled, not understanding what it meant, but the abbot had already turned around and went to the back of the hall to give a lecture.

Mrs. Anping Hou had no choice but to say "thank you", and then signaled Fu Rong and Fu Jia to draw lots.

Fu Jia's mother also squeezed over, wanting to draw a lottery for her son.

I heard that the lottery here in the capital is very good, so I hurried to see if my son can make a fortune in the future.

After the lottery was drawn, Mrs. Anping Hou handed it over to the abbot who solved the lottery.

"Look at mine first, mine first." Fu Jia's mother was very curious and urged her repeatedly.

Fu Rong secretly rolled her eyes in her heart, and stepped aside. Fu Jia was also speechless. It was enough for the original owner's mother to show patriarchy all the time.

The abbot picked up the signature, and saw that it read: put the boat back on the beach in a rush, what do you want to do when the wind and waves make waves, if you want to be safe and calm, wait for the waves to calm down.

"This is a hexagram of winning the lottery. Get out of the boat in a hurry and wait for the time. If you want to make a difference, you have to wait for the time."

"Wait for the time, what time are you waiting for?" Fu Jia's mother strained her ears, but she didn't understand, she only knew that there was danger, waiting for the time, what time was it for?
The abbot clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, when the time comes, there will naturally be noble people appearing, the benefactor just wait."

Fu Jia's mother held the signature in a silent manner and read it silently, then her eyes lit up.

The nobleman appears?

Isn't the nobleman the Marquis of Anping?

This is already there!

Fu Jia's mother immediately beamed with joy, looking at Mrs. Anping Hou with bright eyes, which made her a little scared.

(End of this chapter)