The lucky little prince's doting wife

Chapter 116 The fourth young master Lin who doesn’t understand the charm

From a pot of white porridge, Father Xie ate three large bowls of sesame oil mixed with pickles. He couldn't eat any more, so Father Xie put down his chopsticks.Xie Jiuhuan ate up the remaining half of the pot of porridge.

A jar of pickles was also eaten by the father and daughter. The pickles mixed with sesame oil have only one word for them: delicious!

"Are you full?" Father Xie asked. Seeing that Xie Jiuhuan was about to speak, he jumped ahead and said, "Forget it, if I didn't ask, how could you have eaten enough?"

Xie Jiuhuan said nothing. Can the appetite of lions, tigers and leopards be the same as that of humans?

Father Xie took the handkerchief he brought and wiped his mouth, wiped his hands again, and said, "Let's go to the well behind to rinse our mouth, and then you come with me to see your Uncle Xie."

This Uncle Xie is not Xie Jiuhuan's biological uncle. Father Xie is the only child in his family, with no brothers.This Uncle Xie was a friend of Father Xie's with the same surname. Xie Jiuhuan asked him his name several times, but Father Xie always interrupted him, so Xie Jiuhuan was considerate and didn't ask again.

The Ksitigarbha Hall where the memorial tablet is enshrined is as quiet as ever. The doors and windows are obviously open, but the sun cannot come in, and the wind doesn't seem to like entering this kind of place.Fortunately, the incense in front of the Buddha has never stopped because of the offerings to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. The air is filled with sandalwood, which drives away the gloom of the world of the dead and adds a lot of peace.

There are two tablets that the Xie family wants to worship, one for Uncle Xie and his wife.

Thank you, thank you for your wife.

The names engraved on the tablet are these two.Moreover, this is the memorial tablet of the deceased, and the wood is dark. Xie Jiuhuan stared at it for several times. When he took a handkerchief to wipe the tablet, he realized that he had forgotten to bring water.

"I'll get some water," said Father Xie, "You clean up first."

Xie Jiuhuan stood alone in the Ksitigarbha Hall. Every day, monks cleaned the place and wiped the memorial tablets. It was actually out of a sense of ritual. There was no place for her to clean up here.

The monks placed gardenias on the shrine, but they were placed unevenly. There were a few more here and a few less there. When it came to Xie Jun and his wife, there were none at all.

"Why are you treating one favorably?" After discovering this situation, Xie Jiuhuan was very dissatisfied. Why didn't her Uncle Xie and Aunt Xie deserve to smell the fragrance of gardenias?
"Thank you, uncle, thank you aunt," Xie Jiuhuan said to the two deceased memorial tablets: "I saw the gardenia tree when I came here. I will pick some flowers for you. It's spring, and the gardenia trees are blooming."

When Father Xie took a small bucket and carried half a bucket of water into the palace, he didn't see Xie Jiuhuan, so Father Xie took matters into his own hands.

While wiping the memorial tablet with a wet handkerchief, Father Xie murmured in a low voice: "Jiu Huan's wedding date has been set. The ninth day of the fifth lunar month is the date set by the Heavenly Official of Qin Tian Jian. I also checked it. It's a good day. "

"I bring Jiu Huan here every year. You and your wife have watched this girl grow up. Jiu Huan has grown up without any illness or disaster. In the future, I also hope that she can live a peaceful life without any illness or disaster. . If you and your wife can bless her, then bless her."

"Her fiancé is called Lin Deyi, nicknamed Tiger. He is also born this year, and his birthday is half a month younger than Jiu Huan. He is the fourth son of Lin Yong, the Duke of Qin. This child is very beautiful. I guess Jiu Huan Being able to take a fancy to him, his face has done a great job for him."

"However, this child was born into a wealthy family, but his life was not good. Jiu Huan had never been sick or had any disasters since he was a child. He had suffered from all kinds of disasters since he was a child. Eight of his fiancées died before him. Oh, I don't want you and your wife to follow me when I say this. Anxiously, I mean, the two children will become a family in the future. You and your wife should protect you, and don’t just protect Jiu Huan. You should also take more care of Lin Deyi’s child..."

Once Dad Xie opened his chat box, he couldn't close it and kept talking endlessly.

Gardenia is a kind of shrub. The one behind the Ksitigarbha Hall of Ciguang Temple is nearly two meters high. From the appearance, it looks like a huge flower tree.

Xie Jiuhuan is sometimes very picky. For example, the flowers on the tree in front of her look very good, but she just wants to pick the best among them all.

While carefully picking flowers, she was praising the gardenias for their fragrance and smell, when Xie Jiuhuan heard footsteps, and when she looked back, Lin Deyi was already standing behind her.

"Eh? Why are you here?" Xie Jiuhuan was surprised.

Today is not a day to burn incense and worship Buddha, so why did Lin Deyi come to Ciguang Temple?

When Lin Deyi saw Xie Jiuhuan standing under the gardenia tree, he told Mu Dong not to follow him. But when he walked to Xie Jiuhuan, Xie Jiuhuan also noticed him and talked to him, but Lin Deyi didn't know what he should say. what.

The strong fragrance of gardenia made Lin Deyi feel dizzy when he smelled it, giving him a feeling of dizziness after being drunk.

"Hey, hey," Xie Jiuhuan raised his hand and waved it in front of Lin Deyi's eyes and asked, "What's wrong with you?" It didn't matter if he stared at her. Xie Jiuhuan knew that she didn't look ugly, but her eyes were straight. This was abnormal. .

Lin Deyi suddenly came back to his senses and took a step back.

Xie Jiuhuan's hand froze in mid-air. Was he scared by her?
"Me," Lin Deyi took another step forward, wanting to explain, but he didn't know why he stepped back just now.

"Look at all the flowers." Xie Jiuhuan immediately put this unimportant matter behind him, pulled Lin Deyi to look at the flowers, and said, "This tree is so tall, it must have been growing for many years."

Lin Deyi said seriously: "It is a tree that grows thickly."

Xie Jiuhuan: "Ah?"

Lin Deyi: "It's just a shrub."

Lin Deyi specifically wanted to emphasize shrubs, which made Xie Jiuhuan confused. "Are shrubs considered trees?" Xie Jiuhuan asked.

Princess Le'an, who was eavesdropping from a corner not far away, complained to the people around her: "Why did he tell Miss Ninth this? Why can't he just praise the beauty of the flower?"

Her son's brain is really not very good, right?Miss Ninth asked you to look at the flowers, why are you talking about the thick trees?Do you seem to be capable?

It's hard for Mrs. Rong and Mrs. Wang to say anything. Anyway, the fourth young master will never get along with the girl's family again. His marriage to Miss Xie Jiu has been decided, and Miss Ninth has no chance of regretting it.

Mudong whispered: "Is that shrub a tree?"

"Don't cause trouble!" Mrs. Rong asked Mu Dong to shut up. Now is not the time to talk about this, okay?
At the end of the gardenia tree, Lin Deyi said: "It can be regarded as a kind of tree."

"That's it," Xie Jiuhuan said, then pulled Lin Deyi to look at the flowers and said, "Look at these flowers."

Lin Deyi looked up at the white flowers in front of him.

"Does it look good?" Xie Jiuhuan asked.

"Well, it looks good," Lin Deyi said.

Princess Le'an complained: "Why doesn't he say that you are more beautiful than a flower?"

Everyone on the left and right were silent. How could the Fourth Young Master have such an active mind?

Xie Jiuhuan: "I like this flower, it looks good and smells good."

Lin Deyi nodded. He felt that the floral fragrance was too strong, but Xie Jiuhuan said he liked it, so the floral fragrance must be good.

Xie Jiuhuan added: "I'm going to pick a few flowers."

Lin Deyi: "I heard that people who cherish flowers don't pick the flowers, but only leave them on the branches."

Princess Le'an rolled up her sleeves and said to the Rong ladies: "Don't stop me, I'm going to take care of that stupid son with a wooden head."

Mrs. Rong is very confused. Yes, the fourth young master does not understand the style, and we also feel that he needs to be dealt with. But logically, should we stop him?

(End of this chapter)