Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 503, Respect Brother Lin Feihu

"And this sweater, the one you wore last year is already a little old, you should put on a new sweater, it's all tailor-made for you by your mother, look, how new it is, how new it is It’s so beautiful, it’s so pretty.” Wang Qing took out a brand new white sweater from the backpack behind him, without any wrinkles or protruding wool balls on it.

At this time, Lin Ying was looking at the sweater she was wearing under her skirt, and pouted.

"The sweater hasn't worn out yet. Have you got a new sweater? Why is it so wasteful?"

"Sakura, you are sensible, but, your mother likes you very much, that's why she knits a sweater for you every year. This year she is really busy and didn't come with you." Wang Qing stroked Lin Ying The little head said: "Come on, open it and have a look, look at the envelope your mother sent you."

Lin Ying looked at the envelope in front of her, feeling a little lost. When she opened the envelope, she didn't recognize many of the words on it, but the general content could still be read.

【Daughter, you are already ten years old this year. You must have grown into a beautiful little girl, after all, you are my daughter.】

[Eat well, don’t be picky eaters and only eat meat]

[If you have a male classmate you like, go boldly. My mother met him when she was ten years old. At that time, he was still stupid. He couldn't complete his words when he saw me. He used to tease him all the time. You are here too It's the age of teasing. Back then, my mother liked to play tricks on your father. 】

【Good girl, are you okay?】

The paper of the letter is very soft, as soft as hair that has just been washed. In some places, there are incomprehensible cold jokes, which make people want to laugh but don't want to laugh.

Lin Ying read the letter with a smile, but she was a little sad after laughing.

Even if this letter is written with hype, it cannot compare with the arrival of a real person.
"Isn't mom coming again this year? When will she come?" Lin Ying looked at the mother who was leading the child outside the door, with a look of envy on her face: "Is work really not as important as me? Uncle Wang, you clearly said that last year's mother will come."

"Ahem, your mother is very busy with work. In order to support you, your living expenses here are all given to you by your mother. Otherwise, no one will pay your living expenses. Uncle, I can't afford to support two children. "Wang Qing smiled, touched Lin Ying's head and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Ying, next year your mother will definitely come to help uncle and I cook the dishes, and make egg fried rice for you tonight."

After finishing speaking, Wang Qing looked at Wang Xiaoming as if to add, and said with a stern face: "By the way, I forgot to add, you, you don't have fried rice, today you are like that dead husky, you need to be taught a lesson, otherwise you will really go to heaven. "

"Cut, if you don't have it, you don't have it anyway, I don't like to eat, dead dad, stinky dad, I wish you impotence!"

"Grass, who the hell taught you this!"

"I want you to take care of it! Heh heh heh"

Wang Xiaoming looked at his father indifferently, and even made a grimace. At the same time, he looked at the husky who was pleading guilty to the cat, and felt a little comforted in his heart.

"Haha, no matter how miserable I am, I'm not as miserable as you."

After eating, Lin Ying went back to her room. The small room was next to Wang Xiaoming's room. It was filled with all kinds of primary school books. There are nine envelopes in perfect condition, including this one is the tenth letter, and there are sweaters one by one.

"Sakura is ten years old this year, and it's still a letter and a sweater every year. Really, when can I come once." Lin Ying took out the previous letters and re-read them one by one. Judging from the previous handwriting, this letter was really sent by my mother.

At this time, Lin Ying still vaguely remembered the mother in her appearance, wearing a blue and white coat, with long black hair, and her gentle eyes as always.

It's just that Lin Ying almost forgot about this appearance.
Lin Ying wanted to remember this very much, but time can erase all memories. After so many years of not seeing her, even Lin Ying almost forgot her mother's face, or maybe she never remembered it.

Just as Lin Ying was thinking, the door was pushed open, and Wang Xiaoming was nervously sneaking into Lin Ying's room, followed by a blue and white husky and a lazy Garfield, clinging to the husky's body, also refused to get off.

"Wang Xiaoming, what are you doing in my room? Didn't uncle say he won't let you into my room?" Lin Ying looked at Wang Xiaoming suspiciously.

Wang Xiaoming got up quietly, making sure that it was late at night and when his father was asleep, he said it as a matter of course.

"Isn't this nonsense? It's because my father didn't agree to sneak in. Otherwise, what's the point of [sneaking in]? The meaning of sneaking is based on not allowing it!"

Lin Ying looked at Wang Xiaoming half-understood, and always felt that it made sense and was a bit weird
"By the way, don't take it to heart that your mother didn't come. Anyway, your uncle is here, so it doesn't matter." Wang Xiaoming said quietly: "Anyway, whoever bullies you in the future, I will beat him. Is there a mother like that?" "

"Well, thank you for comforting me." Lin Ying laughed.

"We are brother and sister. When Dad brought you back, I will treat you as my good sister." Wang Xiaoming smiled and took out a small piece of candy from his arms.

"I'm older than you tomorrow." Lin Ying said weakly.

"Don't pay attention to these details, you cry so much, it must be my sister and not my sister." Wang Xiaoming grinned and took out a handful of candy from his arms.

Lin Ying wanted to refute, but she was speechless. She always relied on Wang Xiaoming, just like her real sister.

"I heard that praying to God is very effective. My dad often prays to God and Buddha." Wang Xiaoming put the candy in Lin Ying's hand, took Lin Ying's other hand, and came to the hall.

On the top of the hall, there is a gray and white portrait of a very handsome young man, showing his teeth and smiling slightly, energetic and heroic at the same time.

"Let's worship him, maybe, worshiping him is really useful." Wang Xiaoming put the candy in front of the tribute portrait, clasped his hands together, and whispered quietly.

"Uncle Lin, I hope you can help Xiaoying find her mother or tell me her name and address. I'll beat her up and make her keep making Xiaoying cry."

"Father, I want to see my mother. Just once, can you not abandon me for work?"

Lin Ying made a sincere wish, put her hands together, and looked at the spiritual tablet in front of her——

'Respect senior brother, Lin Feihu's spirit seat. '

(End of this chapter)