Six-Year-Old Child, Baojiao, is Busy with Kingdom-Building Chapter 143

  Chapter 143 Temple Reunion

  The next day,

  After breakfast, Wang Zhuangzhi put on his carriage in the courtyard, while Liu Zhihua came out with big bags and small bags.

  Behind him are three clean babies.

  Erya pulled Jiaojiao to tidy up her clothes, Jiaojiao was beaming with joy, her jet-black eyes were shining brightly.

  Xiao Li tilted his head, stared curiously at the porcelain jar in the little sister's hand, and asked in confusion, "Sister, what is this?"

   "Well, the lucky pot I made is going to be taken to the mountain."

   After finishing speaking in a delicate and waxy voice, he patted the small jar with his precious little hands.

  Xiao Li was confused, and found that his sister did not bring a kitten, so he asked again: "Sister, where is your little white cat, don't you take it with you when you go to the mountain?"

  Jiaojiao Yaoyao nodded, blinked her eyes and said, "No, Miaomiao fell asleep in the room."

   "My sister's kitten is so fun, she likes to sleep in bed just like people do." Xiao Li said in a naive manner.

  Jiaojiao scratched her cheeks, and replied "Yes."

  Actually, Miaomiao took a shortcut from the back mountain to the mountain to inform Master in advance.

   "You guys get on the carriage first."

  Liu Zhihua called the children to get on the bus.

   Erya also hurriedly urged: "Let's go, get on the carriage..."

  The whole family packed up and got into the carriage, and the children happily opened the curtain to look outside.

   Being able to ride in a carriage, each and every one of them felt so beautiful.

  The carriage had just left for a while, when suddenly, Xiao Li clutched his stomach and wailed, "Mom, my stomach hurts so much."

  Liu Zhihua was taken aback, and hurriedly supported her and asked, "Oh, what's the matter, could it be that you ate something unclean again?"

  Xiao Li cried while clutching his stomach, "I woke up early and was thirsty, so I drank a ladle of well water."

  Liu Zhihua poked his forehead angrily when he heard this, and said helplessly and distressed: "Tell me about you, why do you drink cold water when you get up early in the morning, it must be to cool your stomach."

  Xiao Li's eyes were filled with tears, and he bent over with his hands covering his belly, crying with a pale face, "Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, I don't want to die."

  Wang Zhuangzhi heard that he stopped the carriage, opened the curtain and saw his son's appearance, and hurriedly said: "His mother, let's go home and make a bowl of **** soup for you to drink. If it doesn't work, I'll go to the doctor."

   "What kind of doctor are you looking for? Don't listen to his nonsense. If you get cold, warm your stomach and run to the latrine and you'll be fine."

   As he spoke, Liu Zhihua hugged Xiao Li, rubbed his hands vigorously to warm them up, and rubbed them directly into his clothes against the fleshy skin, and comforted him: "It's okay, it won't hurt after a while."

   "Mom! It hurts so much—" Xiao Li screamed in pain.

   Jiaojiao's face was full of worry, and she quickly stretched out her little hand, sticking it to the brother's back without any trace, using spiritual power to relieve him.

   "Yes, pinch the tiger's mouth!" Erya imitated her mother's previous method, pressing the tiger's mouth point on Xiao Li's hand and pressing.

   After a while, Xiao Li felt the warmth in his stomach. With tears in his eyes, he smiled and said, "Oh, my stomach really doesn't hurt anymore."

  Everyone was relieved to hear that,

Wang Zhuangzhi looked at the mountain peaks in the distance, then looked at Xiao Li who was sweating on his forehead, and said, "His mother, we have just walked out, and there is a long way to go to Qing'an Temple, why don't you take Xiao Li back with you?" Well, Master and I can also explain about the field."

  Liu Zhihua nodded upon hearing this, "OK."

  Xiao Li was unhappy when he heard it, and hurriedly said: "Mom, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore, I'm going."

   After finally coming out, he also wanted to go to the mountain to have a look.

Liu Zhihua nodded his forehead, and said angrily: "This is a cold, and my stomach is going to be intermittent. After a while, not only will it hurt on the road, but I will probably run to the latrine. By then, you will be weak and there will be no place to treat you. Do you think Clear."

  Xiao Li was startled when he heard that, and immediately shook his head, "Then, then I want to go home."

  Erya saw that her mother and younger brother were not going, and she was a little hesitant to go. She turned her head to see the younger sister who was staring at her, holding a jar in her arms to send blessings, so she hugged her younger sister and said nothing.

  Wang Zhuangzhi drove the carriage back to the door of the house, and Liu Zhihua helped Xiao Li get out of the carriage.

  Looking at Erya and Jiaojiao, she said worriedly: "Erya keeps a close eye on my sister, holding hands all the time and not daring to let go."

   Erya nodded and replied, "Understood, mother."

   "The head of the family, you should also worry about watching the two children closely." Liu Zhihua and the head of the house asked again.

  Wang Zhuangzhi responded with a smile: "Don't worry, I will watch closely."

  Watching the carriage away, Liu Zhihua led Xiao Li into the door.

  The carriage drove all the way to Qing'an Temple.

  Wang Zhuangzhi parked the carriage and carried the two children out of the carriage.

  Today is probably a good day. There are a lot more pilgrims going up the mountain than that day, and there is an extra monk at the gate to welcome guests.

  Wang Zhuangzhi hugged Jiaojiao and led Erya all the way to the courtyard where he worshiped Buddha that day.

  There were many people in the Buddhist hall, and there were still pilgrims waiting outside. Wang Zhuangzhi tiptoed to find the monk from that day.

  Jiaojiao lay on her father's back, holding a small pot in her hand, looking around with her **** eyes.

  Suddenly, two familiar figures walked in at the door, the leader was wearing a veiled hat, and the uncle behind him was the one he had seen at the inn.

   Too coincidental, Jiaojiao glanced twice.

  Zhao Shen noticed his gaze, glanced at Jiaojiao's direction, frowned and said to the second lady: "Second Young Master, these are the two little girls I met at the inn that day."

  Murong Yun heard that, raised her eyes to look around, and finally landed on Jiaojiao and Erya, smiled with the corners of her mouth up, and said: "It really is them, it's a coincidence."

  Glancing at the crowded Buddhist hall, Murong Yun walked straight towards them.

  Although Zhao Shen was puzzled, he still followed behind.

  Jiaojiao saw the two of them walking this way, she put her arms around her father's neck and said softly, "Father, I want to go to the ground."

  Wang Zhuangzhi thought that his daughter wanted to play in the field, so he coaxed: "Jiaojiao, there are many people here, daddy hugs you and waits for that master, we will go to Master Xuyi later."

   While speaking, Murong Yun had already walked over.

   When Erya saw the two people walking towards her, her eyes widened.

   This, isn't this the powerful sister I met at the inn yesterday!

  Wang Zhuangzhi looked at the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him, especially the leader who was still wearing a veil. He held his daughter vigilantly and took a half step back. He asked with doubts on his rough face, "What are you doing?"

   Jiaojiao said in a soft voice: "Father, I met the two of them at the inn yesterday."

  Wang Zhuangzhi was at a loss, was the guest at the inn yesterday? Thinking back for a long time, there was no intersection, he didn't know them at all.

  Murong Yun cupped her fists politely and said, "Don't be afraid, uncle, I just came to thank you."

  Wang Zhuangzhi became more and more puzzled when he heard that, he waved his hand and hurriedly said, "We don't know you at all, so why thank you for saying it, I'm afraid you have admitted the wrong person."

   "Father, I didn't find the wrong person, I recognize both of them." Erya whispered while tugging at the corner of her father's clothes.

  Murong Yun lifted the veil and veil, and Wang Zhuangzhi was taken aback.

   Listening to the voice, I thought it was a man, but I didn't think it was a woman.

  (end of this chapter)

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