farmer's wife

Chapter 101 Keats Temple

On the day of Mid-Autumn Festival, Shi Yang followed Xiao Lie to take care of everything before and after the shop, and Fu Yan didn't let Fu Yan worry about it.

After closing the shop, Fu Yan asked the three of Shi's family to go out to play by themselves.

And Fu Yan planned to go to Keci Temple with Xiao Lie.

Everyone is looking forward to going out to see the excitement during such a festive season.

Granny Shi: "Ma'am, why don't Ah Jian follow us to play?"

Shi Yang also took Xiao Jian's hand: "Master, we will take good care of A Jian."

Xiao Lie had to keep an eye on Fu Yan all the way, Granny Shi was worried that if he paid attention to Xiao Jian, he would be overwhelmed.

Fu Yan smiled and asked Xiao Jian: "Does Ah Jian want to go out to the market with Granny Shi and the others, or do they want to go up the mountain with us?"

Xiao Jian was curious: "What are you doing up the mountain?"

Fu Yan: "Go to Keats Temple to offer incense."

The incense in the temple is not as lively as the market.

Xiao Jian happily went out with Shi Yang.

Before leaving, he told Xiao Lie like an adult: "Brother, you have to take good care of sister-in-law."

"Okay, let's go quickly. There are many people, follow A Yang closely." Xiao Lie waved his hands at him funny.

The troops are divided into two groups.

Keats Temple is located on a small hill outside the east of Shizhou City, with a quiet environment and flourishing incense.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. In the past, there were many people coming and going on the mountain road, but there were very few pedestrians.

This is convenient for Fu Yan and two people.

The mountain was not high, Fu Yan stopped and walked, and Xiao Lie supported him, and walked leisurely all the way into the temple.

"Benefactor, you are here."

A benevolent old monk came out to receive them.

Fu Yan lowered her eyebrows and saluted: "Master Qingchen, I'm bothering you again. This is my husband."

Xiao Lie bowed his head following Fu Yan and called out: "Master Qingchen."

"Two benefactors, please follow me." Master Qingchen nodded and led them to the apse.

Fu Yan seemed to have been here before, she knew the winding path, and reminded Xiao Lie to pay attention to his steps.

Xiao Lie silently followed her.

Master Qingchen pushed open the door, "Benefactor, please come in."

After the two of them entered, Master Qingchen quietly closed the door and left this place to them.

Xiao Lie looked around for a week.

This room is different from the others. There are not many statues of gods and Buddhas inside, and the small rooms on both sides are full of high and low wooden shelves.

The wooden shelves were filled with oil lamps, all of which were lit at the moment.

Fu Yan took the basket from Xiao Lie.

She took out flowers, fruits and the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" that she copied herself and placed it in front of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, while explaining to Xiao Lie: "I come here every Mid-Autumn Festival to pray for my parents and elder brother to keep the lamp alive."

Xiao Lie focused on Fu Yan's calm face, pursed his lips and said nothing.

He stepped forward and knelt down on the futon with Fu Yan, kowtowing earnestly.

Fu Yan seldom mentioned the old affairs of her parents and relatives, Xiao Lie left it to others and did not ask her wounds much.

If she wanted to talk, he would listen patiently.

Xiao Lie misunderstood Fu Yan.

It's not that Fu Yan didn't say anything, but she didn't know either.

The original owner was seriously ill and couldn't survive, so she opened her eyes again in this body by chance.

The little girl is not very old, and she grew up under the doting of her parents and brothers since she was a child.Sudden changes and displacement, Fu Yan's memories of her past seem to be covered with a veil, and she can remember very little.

In addition, more than ten years have passed, and the scarce memories are slowly fading with the relentless passage of time.

In the past twenty years of modern life, Fu Yan is not considered a Buddhist or religious person.

Born as an orphan, she doesn't believe in heaven or destiny, but only in herself.

From scratch, she relied on her own hands to build a habitat.

But once she traveled through time, she couldn't tell what was going on.

Fu Yan wasn't bothered at all.

For the unknown, it is to be in awe.

When he was in Zhao's mansion, the master's family did not allow the servants to burn paper to worship without permission in the courtyard.

One is that there are some taboos, and the other is also worried about fires caused by open flames.

I heard from the mothers and maids in the mansion that there are lamps for the dead in Keats Temple that can be lit all year round to worship and pray for the dead.Fu Yan came to pay homage to Xu Xiangyou every Mid-Autumn Festival when he was allowed to leave the house.

The original owner's parents have passed away, and the whereabouts of his elder brother are unknown.

Fu Yan once asked Ren Yazi to go back to Qingzhou City to inquire, but did not get any clues.

Since she accepted the love from the original owner and gave her another life, she shouldered a responsibility.

Enshrine the rebirth lamp for the deceased parents, and light the longevity lamp for the elder brother to pray for blessings.

No matter where he is, I just hope he can live in good health.

After the ceremony, the two got up, gently opened the door and closed it again, and returned to the front hall the same way.

Xiao Lie stretched out his hand to hold Fu Yan: "Ah Yan..."

Looking at the heavy face of the man who hesitated to speak, Fu Yan smiled and said: "It's okay, I believe that my brother is living well somewhere. We are also doing well, maybe we will meet again."

One has to look forward to the future.

Xiao Lie nodded heavily, and helped her walk out slowly.

Fu Yan added more sesame oil money to the temple, "I have to continue to work hard on Master Qingchen."

After the two went down the mountain again, the more they walked into the city, the busier and crowded it became.

Fu Yan was inconvenient, Xiao Lie held her tightly in his arms, and no one would touch her.

There were too many people, Fu Yan was a little bored, so she didn't stop watching the lanterns, and went straight home.

Xiao Lie went all the way in fear, at this moment he also wished to go back quickly.

"Master and Madam are back?" Granny Shi came out of the kitchen.

"A Yang's dishes have just been cooked, and we can eat right away."

"Why didn't you play more?"

Fu Yan took a look, Xiao Jian and Shi Man were also obediently sitting in the study reading, and ran out when they heard their return.

"I've played it!" Xiao Jian held up the candied haws specially reserved for Fu Yan and said excitedly: "Sister-in-law, Ah Jian brought you candied haws, it's delicious."

Fu Yan leaned slightly, and bit a candied haws in Xiao Jian's hand: "It's delicious! Thank you, A Jian."

After she was pregnant, she loved to eat these sweet and sour things, and bought a lot of candied plums at home.

Sister-in-law likes it, and Xiao Jian is satisfied.He handed the candied haws to Xiao Lie, and ran back to the study.

He hasn't learned all the characters he taught Aman's sister.

Fu Yan smiled at Granny Shi: "The moonlight is bright today, let's move the table earlier and have dinner in the yard, so we can enjoy the moon."

Granny Shi: "Okay."

After a while, Xiao Lie and Shi Yang made arrangements in the yard.

The family watched the moon while eating, chatting and laughing, and the dots of lanterns and candles lit up a good time of leisure and ease.

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At the same time, Li, thousands of miles away, moved toward the northwest end.

Under the same moonlight.

A tall and straight figure stood in the courtyard, looking up at the bright moon silently alone.

The moonlight shone on his face, but the looming outline was very similar to Fu Yan's.

Only one soft, one sharp...

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