Outsiders also have golden fingers

Chapter 64 Grandfather
Finally, it was the second holiday day. The weather was fine and the sun was shining. Although it was a bit hot, it was a good time to go up the mountain.

Qingling found all kinds of reasons in advance to get her mother to agree, and she also brought a lot of things.

There are words written by myself, and Aunt Lin made several kinds of Yunzhou-flavored snacks, as well as stickers and candies for Yi Nian, all of which were brought to Jieyun Temple.

Firstly, she admired her grandfather's character, and secondly, since she wanted to get his old man's protection, she had to express her feelings first.

This time they were still followed by Wuyou and Shiyun, and Futian drove them off.

Taking advantage of the coolness in the morning, they left early and arrived at Jieyun Temple in the middle of the morning.

Maybe they were more generous last time, but this time the Taoist temple treated them more thoughtfully and politely, and the little Taoist priest ran over as soon as he got the news.

Knowing that her grandfather was here, Qingling added 100 taels of incense money this time, anyway, her grandfather would not treat them badly.

Yi Nian looked at the food box in Shi Yun's hand, and finally couldn't help but ask:

"What did the benefactor bring? Is it for Taoist Duan Si?"

Qingling chuckled lightly: "Yes, I want to ask someone for advice, so it's not good to be empty-handed.

The Taoist priest is an expert in the world, I don't know what to bring, the good tea and snacks made by the mother at home, I brought it to the Taoist priest to taste.

Oh, here are the stickers and candies for you. These stickers were written to me by my teacher, and you can’t buy them with money. "

After Yi Nian took it, his eyebrows brightened with joy, and he led them all the way to a simple and elegant courtyard.

"The Taoist priest is here. Last time I told the old man that you were coming to ask for advice on your holiday, but it was a pity that there was rain on the last holiday. He guessed that you might come today."

Qingling thanked her, went in with a thought and communicated, and soon came out to invite her in.

Qingling asked Wuyou and Shiyun to wait for her in the pavilion, and went straight in.

Entering the room, a gray-bearded elder wearing Taoist robes was sitting in front of the desk looking at something, frowning tightly.

It was a little dark in the room, and she couldn't see clearly. It took a while for her eyes to get used to it.

Qingling secretly looked at it, although he confirmed that the font was grandfather, and the Taoist name was also called Duansi, but he had never seen a real person, so he couldn't be sure.

What if he, like his mother, imitated other people's handwriting to the point of confusing the real?And pretending to be a monk in the name of grandfather?
She pretended not to know and went forward to salute: "This is written by Ling'er himself, please give pointers!"

After speaking, he respectfully placed the manuscript on the case, it was Linmo's grandfather's calligraphy sticker.

Taoist Master Duansi was just wondering whose parents allowed their youngest daughter to come and go to the Taoist temple at will, just to ask for advice on writing?

However, he has always liked studious children, and he spares no effort to guide them. Such studious girls are even rarer to see, and he is willing to come to ask for advice without hesitation, of course he will not refuse.

Before he even bothered to ask about the origin, he habitually raised his eyes to look at the open manuscript, and was suddenly stunned.

She looked up at Qingling carefully, picked up the manuscript to read it carefully, but Qingling stepped forward and looked at him in surprise.

Looking at each other, Qingling exclaimed: "Grandfather!"

I have already confirmed in my heart that this is my grandfather Du Zhengli, it is exactly the same as the portrait painted by my mother, and also very similar to my scumbag father.

Duan Sidao raised his head long and hard, his eyes were shocked and sharp:

"Whose family are you a child? Why do you call me grandfather? What about your family?"

Qing Ling pretended to be afraid and took a few steps back, widened her eyes and said:
"My family is in Xuanrenfang in the east of Chang'an City, my name is Du Qingling, my mother's name is Zhao Wanyue, my father's name is Du Wenhao, and I am a student of the Third Women's Academy.

My mother takes care of my younger brother at home. I have never seen my father, so I don't know what he did. "

Seeing that although he is scared, he speaks clearly and articulately, and his eyes are shining with innocence and cleverness.

Duan Sidao let out a sigh of relief, it sounded like a stranger, but why did this little girl call herself "grandfather"?
This word sticker is clearly Linmo's own handwriting. Although his skills are still weak and his brushwork is a little immature, it does not prevent him from recognizing that this is his own original handwriting.

Moreover, this little girl looked very familiar and kind, as if she had an inseparable relationship with him.

He eased his expression, and his heart became more and more puzzled: "Since you are a child of someone else's family, why do you call me grandfather?"

Why does it look so familiar and kind?Why do you want to touch my word stickers?
Qingling pretended to be confused, pretending to be confused, with a curious and puzzled look:
"But there is a portrait of you in my house, which was drawn by my mother herself, and she said it was my real grandfather.

Oh, and the portraits of my grandmother, also drawn by my mother, are all hung on the wall of the Small Buddha Hall.

Except for our family of three, only Grandma Lin and Grandpa Lin are allowed to offer incense sticks during festivals, and no one else is allowed to go in.

Mother said that they have gone to the west to become gods, and we have to go in to worship and offer incense every new year's festival and festival. "

Taoist Duan Si was stunned for a while, then took a closer look at Qing Ling, shook his head and smiled, it turned out he was looking at a portrait.

Could it be that the girl's grandfather is somewhat similar to herself, maybe, people of the same age always have a little similarity in the eyes of children, let alone portraits.

Her mother is a woman in the inner house, so she can only draw a general idea of ​​how superb painting skills she can have.

But this sticker?He became suspicious again, and just as he was about to ask, he said lightly and crisply:
"Oh, there are tablets for you and your grandmother on the altar, on which are written 'Grandfather Du Shi's Taboo Zhengli Bit' and 'Grandmother Yue Shi Taboo's Jin Shu Bit'.

Grandfather, is your name Du Zhengli?Then why are my father and I surnamed Sun?My classmates all have the same surname as my father and grandfather."

Taoist Duansi stood up abruptly and took the chair down, Wuyou and Yi Nian stepped in at the same time: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Taoist Duan Si waved his hand: "Go out, look at the door, don't let anyone in!"

Qingling gave Wuyou a wink, although Wuyou was puzzled, she knew that she was a big kid, and seeing that the old god had a plan in her mind, she was at the door and went out with confidence.

"Tell me again, what is written on the tablet?"

"It says 'Grandfather Du's Taboo of Zhengli' and 'Grandmother Yue's taboo of Jinshu'! Don't you know your own name?

But my mother said that only those who have passed away will have memorial tablets, but aren't you a good grandfather?
Why can't you remember your name? Have you lost your memory?

My aunt took me to the theater, and there was a person who lost his memory, and couldn't remember his name or family members.

Don't worry, I'll tell you! "

It's not difficult to find out my own name, but my old wife has passed away for many years, so who would know her name?

How could a complete stranger enshrine his own tablet?

How could it be possible for two grandsons and granddaughters with completely different names to appear out of nowhere?

And why does this girl look more and more like Zhiqian?Those straight eyebrows, full forehead, and two looming dimples clearly look like the old wife!
(End of this chapter)