Back to the marriage proposal, helping the incompetent husband to rise to the top

Chapter 124: Kneeling in the Rain
Ye Hongwei sat on the stone bench under the corridor: "I got up early to go to the Dharma Hall to check, and the monk said that you were taken away by Lu Jilian. When I went out, I ran into Dingyuan Hou by chance, and I went with him to look for you. Qing'er, Lu Jilian seems to like you very much."

Lu Jilian likes her?

Ye Wanqing's eyes moved: "Father is wrong, Lu Jilian doesn't like anyone except himself and power. Even today, even though I'm engaged to Chu Anlan, do you still think that Lu Jilian should be your son-in-law?"

As she spoke, she slightly raised her wrist which was pinched and swollen.

Ye Hongwei showed a trace of heartache.

Ye Wanqing continued, "He went crazy today, so he dragged me away from the crowd regardless of gossip, and he was unwilling to let go even after squeezing my hand until it was red and swollen. So, what if he goes crazy tomorrow?"

Ye Hongwei reached out to catch the rainwater from under the eaves, turned around and urged: "Where are the medicine and cloak? Go and rush them!"

The servant came running down the corridor: "My Lord, the medicine and cloak are here."

Ye Hongwei put the cloak on Ye Wanqing, dug out a piece of ointment, and said to Ye Wanqing: "Give your hand to your father."

With his hot and rough hands, he spread the ointment evenly bit by bit.

He lowered his head and looked at his daughter's swollen wrist, and said slowly: "As a father, I am just afraid that Chu Anlan can't protect my daughter. But I forgot that Chu Anlan never wanted to hurt you."

Ye Wanqing opened her mouth: "Father..."

Ye Hongwei took his hand back: "Okay, let's go to the morning class. Since you are here, you may as well pray for yourself. In two months, you will be married."

Ye Wanqing's eyes sparkled: "Yes."

Ye Hongwei waved his hand: "Go quickly."

Yingxiang brought an oil-paper umbrella and protected Ye Wanqing back to the Dharma Hall.

When I got back, the morning class was already halfway through.

After the morning class, the monks dispersed one after another and the dining hall was open for dinner.

Ye Wanqing bowed to the Buddha statue, then got up and went out.

The sky was already bright and the mountains were hazy with rain.

Outside the Dharma Hall, the young monks who did not bring umbrellas were running very fast in the rain, protecting their heads with one hand and holding their robes with the other.

The master and his two servants walked towards the dining hall together.

After walking a few steps, I met Ye Chenxi again.

Ye Chenxi, who had a good sleep, was like a monkey in the mountains, squeaking and screaming: "Something big has happened!"

Ye Wanqing glanced at him.

Ye Chenxi immediately said consciously: "It is forbidden to make loud noises in the temple. I was wrong. I will speak softly, hehe..."

He got under Ye Wanqing's umbrella and hugged her arm: "Squeeze in."

Ye Wanqing had no choice but to let Yingxiang hand her the umbrella.

She walked slowly with an umbrella. "What happened?"

Seeing that there was no one around, Ye Chenxi said, "I saw a figure on my way to find you just now. Guess who it is?"

"Who?" Ye Wanqing asked.

"Lu Jilian!"

Ye Chenxi said: "Lu Jilian was actually kneeling on the bluestone path in the courtyard of the teahouse. I don't know how long he knelt there, and he was soaking wet. It was early in the morning and foggy. I passed by there with an umbrella and was almost scared to death. I thought I had encountered a water ghost who came to the temple to listen to the sutras!"

Lu Jilian was punished to kneel?
Ye Wanqing was a little surprised.

Before she could speak, Ye Chenxi continued to talk to himself: "I teased him, and he looked up at me with wet eyes. He looked so pitiful. It's a pity that An Lan didn't come. If An Lan was here, he would be so happy to see Lu Jilian like this..."

Ye Chenxi was excited all the way.

He has been good friends with Chu Anlan since they were young, and they are so close that they are like-minded.

Seeing Lu Jilian in trouble, he was also happy from the bottom of his heart.

Ye Wanqing said nothing.

She had a vague feeling that the situation was getting out of control.

Why did Lu Jilian suddenly have fragments of memories from his past life?

Madam, Lu Qingcheng, Lu Qingshan...

Besides these, what else did Lu Jilian remember?
In the past, she always thought fortunately that she was the only one living a new life and she was the only one carrying the memories of her past life, so she could follow the development of her past life and avoid the people and things she wanted to avoid.

However, things did not go as planned. Ye Wanqing only had a bowl of vegetable porridge for breakfast.

Ye Chenxi grabbed a shepherd's purse bag in one hand and said, "Sister, please eat a little more. How can you have the strength to drink only porridge?"

Ye Wanqing shook her head: "I have no appetite."

"Miss, please eat a little more." Ying Xiang also advised: "It's still a few hours before lunch."

Ye Wanqing had no choice but to force herself to eat a shepherd's purse bun.

……

After breakfast, Ye Wanqing called Ye Chenxi to go listen to the sutra together.

The mountain rain was sometimes heavy and sometimes light and it didn't stop all day.

Rongguang Temple is surrounded by mountains, and the temperature has always been cooler than at the foot of the mountain. When it rains a lot, even the wind is wet, and it is as cold as late autumn.

After the evening class, Ye Wanqing and Ye Chenxi each held an umbrella and went to the dining hall with their attendants for dinner.

On the way, I met Ye Hongwei.

Looking at his two children, Ye Hongwei said, "It's cold in the mountains, and it's raining a lot recently. It's not good to catch a cold if you stay here for too long. Have a good rest tonight and return to Beijing tomorrow."

"Ah..." Ye Chenxi asked regretfully: "Are you going back so soon? But, I haven't lived here long enough."

Here, he can sleep soundly.

More importantly, you don’t have to study or practice martial arts.

Apart from eating vegetarian food, it’s a heavenly life!

Ye Hongwei glanced at his son and said, "If the accommodation is not enough, you can find a master in Rongguang Temple and become a monk on a certain day."

Monk?

Ye Chenxi glared: "Father, if my son really becomes a monk in Rongguang Temple, my mother will cry every day in front of you! Are you really willing to let him go?"

Ye Hongwei sneered: "You? Your mother doesn't need to cry. If you don't eat meat for three days, you will be rolling on the ground because of greed."

While the father and son were arguing, they had already arrived at the dining hall.

It was dinner time and the dining hall was crowded.

The monks ate in silence, with only the slightest sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding with tableware.

The servant brought the meal.

Ye Hongwei pushed the trays with food in front of Ye Chenxi and Ye Wanqing respectively.

Seeing his father handing the braised tofu and bamboo shoots to his sister, Ye Chenxi drooled: "Father, I want to eat bamboo shoots and tofu too."

"Don't you have hands yourself?" Ye Hongwei asked.

Ye Chenxi threw a tantrum: "Father is partial, he only likes my sister and not me, he only gives my sister delicious food and not me."

Ye Hongwei said coldly: "Ye Chenxi, eat honestly and don't force me to beat you up."

Ye Chenxi shrank his neck: "Oh..."

Ye Wanqing found it funny.

She pushed the bamboo shoots and tofu in front of Ye Chenxi, and asked Yingxiang to get a plate of shepherd's purse and bracken.

Ye Chenxi was touched and said: "Sisters are still the best to me..."

Ye Hongwei was full of disdain: "Qing'er, you just spoil him."

"It's okay, father." Ye Wanqing smiled faintly, "I'm not growing much, so I don't eat much. Chenxi is growing, so he should eat more."

Doorway.

Marquis Dingyuan was leaning on a cane, with a cold and silent expression on his wrinkled face.

His cloudy eyes passed through the hall full of monks and fell on Ye Hongwei, Ye Wanqing and Ye Chenxi who were sitting by the window: "What a happy family."

And he could no longer remember the last time he experienced home and warmth.

Perhaps, never.

The attendant followed his gaze and asked, "My Lord, the eldest son has been kneeling for a whole day and has been in the rain all day. Would you like to call him to have dinner with you?"