The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 73, A Beautiful Little Flower

Outside the suburbs, there is an incomparably luxurious villa.

Jiang Baiyue has been here for a long time.

Because of this 'nanny' job, he came to this luxurious mansion.

She didn't hold back the salary offered by the owner of the villa—it was too much, 3 yuan a month.

Jiang Baiyue didn't think about what was tricky about it, but felt that 3 yuan a month was really too much.

Although when she first arrived, she felt a little weird. The owner of this villa believed in Buddhism, and there were Buddha statues and incense everywhere. It was obviously a solemn feeling of precious treasures, but it made her feel inexplicably gloomy.

But it doesn't matter, 3 yuan a month.

3 yuan can change the lives of her and her sister drastically. Counting the one-month holiday, it’s exactly [-] yuan a month, so my sister doesn’t have to worry so much.
And Jiang Baiyue's worry at the beginning proved to be a little overwhelmed. Although the nanny's job is not troublesome, it is not so easy to do - to take care of a girl with disabled legs, who is the owner of this villa. granddaughter.

At the same time, electronic devices cannot be used during this month, because the patients at home are afraid of radiation, but they can communicate by letter.

It seems that the kind and kind employer, Grandpa, will help take the letter out.

In the past half month, she has been writing letters every day, and there are letters back.

It was the first time for Jiang Baiyue to know that her sister's handwriting turned out to be so beautiful.

So although the days of being a babysitter in this villa are a bit lonely, they are also considered fulfilling.

The employer's granddaughter was exactly the same age as Jiang Baiyue, and Jiang Baiyue even found out that the girl was as old as herself, but she couldn't get out of bed and walk because she was weak and sick since she was a child.

The girl on the bed is like a porcelain doll, which shatters when touched.

Fortunately, Jiang Baiyue is also sensible since she was a child, and can take care of her own daily life, so it is not unaccustomed to take care of her.

Jiang Baiyue has to take care of her daily life very carefully.

The girl's name is Li Yinyin, and she holds her hands together and looks at the sky.

"I really want to go to school too. School life must be wonderful, can you tell me about school life?" Li Yinyin asked curiously.

Jiang Baiyue pushed a wheelchair and took Li Yinyin to walk around the villa: "In the school, there are handsome seniors, charming seniors, young boys who look attractive but are not big inside, and tall nagging monitor"

"Same as in the novel."

Li Yinyin longed for a colorful campus life, but looked at her legs and said bitterly: "It's a pity that my legs are not good."

"Yinyin, what's your illness? I didn't see you taking medicine either."

Jiang Baiyue couldn't help asking.

If it was when she first came here, she definitely wouldn't have asked. After getting along for so long, she also knows Li Yinyin's character, so she won't shy away from talking about her legs.

Li Yinyin looked at her legs and wanted to say something else.

Then, a kind old grandfather came back.

"grandfather!"

"boss"

"My dear granddaughter, I'm back." The old man had a kind face, and his appearance made people feel very comfortable and trustworthy.

He also held two dresses in his hand, identical white dresses.

"Here's a dress for the two of you."

"Boss, this is not good." Jiang Baiyue was a little flattered, the white dress fabric did not seem to be the type she could afford.

"Money is already a number to me, just take it, Xiaoyue."

Li Congming smiled and handed over the dress.

Jiang Baiyue felt the warmth of his grandparents' family for a long time.

That is what my sister can't bring, kindness and peace of mind.
Although Jiang Baiyue knew that this kindness did not belong to her, but at this moment, she could only enjoy it indulgently.

Jiang Baiyue felt in a daze that the generous and gentle employer in front of her was her biological grandfather.

"Come on, grandpa will tell you a story."

"Um."

"I like listening to grandpa telling stories the most!"

Pushing the wheelchair, Jiang Baiyue listened to the old man's stories in the back garden of the villa.

The kind old man put on his glasses and said with a smile.

"Once upon a time, there was a small town that was very troubled by locusts, so no matter what plants were planted, it would not grow well. In addition, there were often beasts coming down the mountain to eat chickens and ducks, which made the townspeople feel very uneasy. He descended from the sky to the world, performed the Dharma to clean up the locusts and tamed the beasts. The people in the town were very grateful to the Buddha, and one of the poor people specially presented a bouquet of flowers to the Buddha. The clothes were all dirty, but holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers, she couldn't help but said, "Does your family need my help? The flower presenter said: "Buddha, I dare not deceive you. My family is very poor. I even borrowed this bouquet of flowers. However, this is my heart, so please accept it." . "Sakyamuni was so moved that he lifted all the poor people in the town out of poverty, and everyone lived happily ever after."

"This is the allusion of borrowing flowers to offer Buddha."

"The Buddha is so good. A bouquet of flowers can lift everyone out of poverty." Jiang Baiyue listened to this fairy tale with her chin resting on her chin.

If there is a Buddha in her story, it must be someone like this Grandpa Li.

"The flower is not important, what is important is that the Buddha felt the sincerity." Li Congming said with a smile: "As for who owns the flower and what it is, it is actually not important."

Jiang Baiyue changed into a white dress, and also changed into a dress for Li Yinyin, who had troubled feet.

A pale beauty, sitting in a wheelchair.

A healthy and lively person with bright eyes.

At first glance, I thought it was a pair of sisters.

Li Congming looked at the pair of 'sisters' who put on dresses in front of him, and then set his eyes on Jiang Baiyue, revealing a hint of satisfaction.

At this time, Li Congming bent down, picked up a small flower on the ground, and muttered to the flower.

"What a beautiful little flower."

Looking in the direction of the flowers, it was Jiang Baiyue's lively figure.

(End of this chapter)