Ximen Qing got up early in the morning. He sent a text message to Earl Ying. The other party quickly replied and asked what happened. Ximen Qing said: Do you have time? Brother, please go to Xiuyun Temple to relax. Earl Ying replied cleverly: If you want to relax, there is really no time today. A few days ago, I made an appointment with an advertiser to wait for a meeting. But if you accompany Brother Qing to see Yue Niang’s sister-in-law, it would be a different matter. No matter how busy Ying is, he is willing to accompany you. Ximen Qing smiled and said: Thousands of pressure can’t resist your mouth. Earl, now is the time to work with you.
Xiuyun Temple is located in the southern suburbs of Qinghe City. A winding Qingxi River makes this place look very quiet. Especially in the morning, milky white mist rises from the river surface and floats along the gentle hillside, like a freehand Chinese painting, with an ethereal and vivid artistic conception.
Ximen Qing drove his Santara private car and arrived at Xiuyun Temple at about 10 o'clock in the morning. On the grass beach by Qingxi River, a few cows were eating grass. A little further away, there were several farmers working in the fields and walking across the concrete bridge on the river. It was not far from Xiuyun Temple. Ximen Qing parked his car in an empty courtyard and was about to walk towards Xiuyun Temple. At this time, two people came out of the temple. Ximen Qing stared at: The person coming was not someone else, but his father-in-law and mother-in-law. He was particularly embarrassed for a moment. Seeing that there was nowhere to hide around, he had to bite the bullet and whisper to his mother-in-law Zong, "Mom."
Uncle Zong responded lukewarmly, turned his slightly red face away. Wu Qianhu, who looked too lazy to deal with, was an old cadre who had seen the world. He quickly stretched out his enthusiastic hands to Ximen Qing: Are you here to see Yue Niang? Okay, okay, correct your mistakes when you know them. It has always been the fine style of our Communists.Ximen Qing thought, don't look at Wu Qianhu's extremely enthusiastic about him at this moment, it's not for his precious daughter to have a better life in the future. Wu Qianhu's heart was afraid that he would want to kill me with a knife. Unconsciously, he suddenly remembered a saying in society: If a person wants to gain a foothold in today's society, he mainly relies on two bars. One is to speak, flatter, flatter, and win the favor of his boss, and naturally he can rise to the officialdom; the other is to have a dick. Marrying a daughter of an official is equivalent to having a hostage in the hands of the kidnapper. As long as the daughter is happy, he will have the capital to ask for a lot of money.
Seeing that Ximen Qing was stunned, Earl Ying felt a little anxious, and hurriedly smiled at Wu Qianhu and Uncle Zong, and said flatteringly as if honey was applied on his lips:Since I left my sister-in-law Yue Niang, Brother Qing has never slept well for a day. He sighed day and night, complaining that he shouldn't have been so good that he shouldn't have been angry with all kinds of good sister-in-law Yue Niang ran away. I advised him, "No one can be wrong, but if you make a mistake, just make a mistake, just make a change, guess what Brother Qing said? He said that this mistake was not light, I'm afraid it's not easy to pick up Sister-in-law Yue Niang. Even if Yue Niang is willing to go home, her parents will not follow it. I said, Brother Qing, you are too obscene to people. Mayor Wu is an old cadre, how can he be as low as ordinary people? Could Mayor Wu be with you as a witness? Brother Qing, just go and pick up Sister-in-law Yue Niang. Mayor Wu's work here, I will do it. So I made an appointment two or three days ago. Come to Xiuyun Temple to pick up Sister-in-law Yue Niang home. I didn't expect that I happened to meet you two old people. Haha
Earl Ying opened a clever mouth, and the people present were convinced. The scene was no longer as awkward as before. The smile on the face of the Uncle Zong also replaced the anger. Earl Ying continued: Two old men are going to go back to the city? It was still early, so I might as well play in the nunnery for a while, take a tour of the quiet scenery, draw a lottery to make a fortune, and help Brother Qing do the ideological and political work of his sister-in-law Yue Niang. Ximen Qing also interrupted from the side and said: The son-in-law is usually at fault, and I hope the two old men will be willing to live. Earl Zong's anger has been mostly gone at this moment. She glanced at Wu Qianhu and saw how her husband, who had been the deputy mayor before, expressed his opinion. Wu Qianhu was so excited that he was shouted by Earl Ying and pointed in the air with one hand: This, this... let's follow the opinions of the Yingda reporter.
So, the four of them turned back to Xiuyun Temple far away. The female nun Huiyun host of Xiuyun Temple came up and pinched Buddhist beads with one hand and bowed with the other: Welcome, warm welcome. Wu Qianhu, Zong Boniang and Ying Pearl, he knew each other and said hello. Only Ximen Qing had some eyes, so he asked: This donor is Ying Pearl rushed to answer: This, Mayor Wu's son-in-law, Wu Yueniang's sister-in-law's wishful husband, Qinghe City's famous wealthy business owner, Ximen Qing, the leader of the ten brothers. Huiyun host showed an exaggerated surprise expression on his face: Hehe, he is the official of Ximen, who has been admired for a long time.
There is a quiet meditation room to the east of Xiuyun Temple. Huiyun presided over the four people, and after sitting for a while in the meditation room, he ordered a young nun to call Wu Yueniang. Ximen Qing said: Let's go and see her. After that, he threw a wink at Earl Ying. The two of them stood up and wanted to go out with the little nun. Huiyun presided over said: It's okay, there is always a secret between husband and wife. It's not good if there are too many people. Huiyun, you take the two donors there. So the little nun is in front, Ximen Qing and Earl Ying are behind, and walk deep into Xiuyun Temple.
Bypassing a patio and passing through several corridors, facing a spacious yard, a tall osmanthus tree stands in the middle of the yard, emitting a scent of a scent around. That's it. The little nun named Huiyun pointed his hand and at the door of the wing room on the left, there was indeed a piece of clothing that Wu Yueniang usually likes to wear. The little nun bent over and said respectfully. Seeing the little nun's figure gradually disappear, Ximen Qing said with melancholy: "Are you a girl, a flower-like life, but for some reason you have entered the empty door and come to join the group of people who recite Amitabha all day long. Earl Ying said: Could it be that Brother Qing has taken a fancy to this little nun again? Amitabha, sin, sin. Ximen Qing pretended to be disdainful:Ah, I like this, but I am afraid that this little nun is mostly cold-hearted. If she is having sex with her in bed, she will probably be like a traitor. How can there be any fun? Ying Earl said: That's not necessarily. The little nun is too busy in the nun. When he comes into contact with a man on the first day of the first day of the first day of the year, he may be a fierce girl who is unbearable.
The two were laughing, and the door of the wing room on the left quietly opened a crack. Wu Yueniang poked her head out and looked out. When she found that the people outside were Ximen Qing and Ying, she was shocked and quickly closed the door. She said that Shi Chi was about to come. Count Ying had already taken the lead, stepped forward and pressed against the door with force, shouting repeatedly: Sister-in-law Yueniang, Brother Qing and I are here.
Ximen Qing also walked over quickly and shouted softly: Yue Niang opens the door. Wu Yue Niang's strength is smaller after all. She resisted for a while and finally loosened. The door opened suddenly, almost causing Count Ying to fall.
After not seeing each other for more than ten days, Wu Yueniang was not as haggard as when she first left the hospital. Maybe it was because of the good feng shui of Xiuyun Temple. Her skin was well maintained, as the advertising slogan said: White and red, which was different from others. Ximen Qing is a lustful nature. Seeing that his wife who had been separated for many days was so beautiful, she couldn't help but feel a little moved. She went up to hold her hand, but Wu Yueniang flickered and twisted to the side to go to Ximen Qing for a boring moment. She didn't dare to get angry at this moment. She finally squeezed out a smile on her face and said: Okay, yes, my task is to pick you up. Today you are the ancestors and I am the grandson. No matter how you treat me, I will never say anything. Seeing that Ximen Qing is so slick, Wu Yueniang couldn't help but want to laugh, and finally didn't laugh out loud. She lowered her head and said with a grievance: What home to go to, this is my home.
Earl Ying hurried over to smooth things over and said: Sister-in-law Yue Niang, where did this go? How could Xiuyun'an be your home? As she said this, she winked at Ximen Qing. I wonder if Ximen Qing didn't understand his meaning or could not let go of his face, but still stood still there without moving. Earl Ying had to play a double act alone, and then said: Don't look at Brother Qing's mouth being hard, but he didn't know how many good things he said behind his back. I can testify that since his sister-in-law left the house, Brother Qing couldn't eat and couldn't sleep well. Look at what he was worried about, Sister-in-law Yue Niang, look, Brother Qing has started to lose his hair, isn't his sister-in-law heartbroken at all?
Wu Yueniang didn't say anything, standing there blankly, looking at the osmanthus tree outside the window, Count Ying continued to say: Sister-in-law Yueniang, you know Brother Qing's personality. He is a perfect person in Qinghe City. Have you ever seen him lower his value in front of others? Now Brother Qing sincerely apologizes to Sister-in-law Yueniang. If his sister-in-law doesn't give her face, wouldn't it be a joke? Wu Yueniang bit her lips gently, pondered for a while, and then said in a low voice: I just want to be quiet now.
Earl Ying said: Hey, I said, "My sister-in-law Yue Niang, where is the word "Qingjing" in this world now? Take Xiuyun Temple as an example. My sister-in-law must have known it. This was called Songlin Temple in the past, but why was it changed to Xiuyun Temple? It's not because of the flower monks in the past.
What Ying Count said is an allusion that everyone knows in Qinghe City: Several years ago, Songlin Temple was a Feng Shui treasure land in Qinghe City, which attracted countless pilgrims to burn incense and worship Buddha. However, it makes people feel lucky that the incident of female pilgrims disappearing here often alarmed the county magistrate, and decided to disguise themselves as a vendor selling pear wood combs and go to the mountain for private visits. Sure enough, a little monk with a thief-eyed eye came out to buy pear wood combs. The county magistrate immediately understood the reason, so he sent a torture to put inside and outside the Songlin Temple.I searched outside and found a dozen pale women detained in a cellar in the backyard of the temple. They were all female pilgrims who had been played with by monks. In Qinghe County, which has been simple since ancient times, such an unfamiliar thing happened. The county magistrate was furious and ordered a fire to burn Songlin Temple. It took many years before another good county magistrate suddenly had a whim and issued a document to call on the people to donate money and materials, and rebuilt the Xiuyun Temple.
Earl Ying mentioned such a historical case at this moment, which meant that even in a temple, it was rare to have real tranquility, but Wu Yueniang misunderstood for something else. He immediately blushed and said: I am not a female pilgrim who came to worship Buddha. Earl Ying burst into laughter: Where did my sister-in-law say it? I, Ying, isn't that bold yet, yet I dared to joke with my sister-in-law. What I mean is just saying, in this world, Wu Yueniang didn't wait for Earl Ying to finish speaking, and immediately said: I understand what you mean, isn't it that idiom: make accomplice for a tiger
Wu Yueniang said, glanced at Ximen Qing, and a little reconciliation was conveyed between her eyebrows. Ximen Qing seized this rare historical opportunity and said in time: Why did you compare me to a tiger? In the eyes of my wife, I am really that powerful? But, hehe, if you want to say it is a tiger, I am the Siberian tiger. Now I am a national second-level protected animal, and at least you have to enjoy the treatment of the department level. After a few words, Wu Yueniang was amused, but she was still unmoved on the surface. She spat coldly and said: Bah, stinky beauty
When Huiyun host accompanied Wu Qianhu, when Uncle Zong came here, the atmosphere in the wing room had completely relaxed. Earl Ying made a joke, Ximen Qing laughed loudly. Although Wu Yueniang still lowered her head and didn't say much, the expression on her face was not as cold as before. Huiyun host immediately realized what happened in the wing room, touched Uncle Zong's hand quietly, and said: This matter has been done. Uncle Zong asked in confusion: Are you saying that the mirror is reunited? Huiyun host was about to nod, but Wu Qianhu expressed his dissatisfaction and said: What a mirror is reunited? This mirror has never been reunited at all. Huiyun host quickly praised: The leader is still capable, this is not called reunited, this is called reunited, the moon is called reunited.
Uncle Zong didn't care about the broken mirror and the flowers were full of the moon. He stepped into the wing room in three or two steps, took his daughter Wu Yueniang's hand, and whispered to the side. Wu Qianhu and Huiyun also walked into the wing room to enjoy the good time of the flowers and the moon. Huiyun hosted a promise to Count Ying and said: Yingda reporter, everyone said how great your mouth is. Today Benny has learned it. Thanks to your help to fulfill this fate, he has done a good deed for Ben'an. Count Ying said modestly: Wherever there, it is mainly because Brother Qing and Yueniang's sister-in-law have a deep fate. I just told a few big truths. This is what I should do. Count Ying seemed to be giving a report on a heroic and model speech stage, with a humble and cautious expression on his face, suddenly seemed to remember something again, and said to Ximen Qing: Brother Qing, does it still need to sign an agreement?Ximen Qing didn't understand and asked: What's the matter to sign the agreement?
Ying reminded: What's going on with Yue Niang's sister-in-law? Ximen Qing looked confused and thought to himself: It seems that Ying's signing agreements everywhere is addicted to
Wu Qianhu, who was standing by, said: I think, this, there is no need to sign the agreement. Ximen Qing, it doesn’t matter if a comrade makes a mistake. The important thing is to correct the mistake. As the past, let’s go without any blame. Earl Ying said: Mayor Wu, don’t worry. With this lesson, Brother Qing will work harder and strictly demand himself, so that he can become a good comrade. As the saying goes, the prodigal son will turn back and not change his gold. Ximen Qing originally wanted to say something, but then he thought that no matter what he said in such an occasion, it would be useless, so he pursed his lips, lowered his head, and pretended to be a pious look of being calm and listened to.
Huiyun host walked over with kind eyes, slapped a respectful hand, and said: It is rare for various donors to come to Xiuyun Temple. They are all distinguished guests who can't be invited. Since we are here today, why not take advantage of our interest to go to the temple to sign and divine divination? Ximen Qing was in trouble for the current embarrassing situation. After hearing Huiyun host's comment, he praised: Good idea, good idea, this spring I made a wish to kowtow to burn incense at Xiuyun Temple and ask the Bodhisattva to bless me with a prosperous business. Today, it's just right to fulfill my wish. Wu Qianhu pondered for a moment and said: Although we Communists are not willing to talk about this, this is still very smart sometimes. Earl Ying said to him: Then why don't you leave quickly, why are you still standing there?So Huiyun presided over the leadership, Wu Qianhu, Zong Boniang, Wu Yueniang, Ximen Qing, Ying and other groups of six men came out in a row, walked out of the wing room, walked around the osmanthus tree in the courtyard, and walked towards the main hall in front of Xiuyun Temple.
Ximen Qing bought a few handfuls of incense in the Hall of Good Deeds and hurried to the hall of the main hall. He saw Wu Qianhu, Zong Boniang, Wu Yueniang, and Count Ying had already knelt on the cushion. He was kneeling on the cushion like chickens pecking rice and was kneeling in front of the cushion and kowtowing. At this time, he saw Huiyun host whispering and looking in the direction she indicated. There was a red merit box on the right side of the Buddha's case, and there were colorful banknotes thrown by the pilgrims. Ximen Qing slapped his forehead and thought to himself: Why did I forget such an important thing?So he quickly took out a hundred yuan bill from his pocket, went straight to put it in the merit box, and looked back. Huiyun's gray face deliberately fell to the side, and his face was obviously not satisfied. Ximen Qing complained repeatedly: Mom, now he is doing donation and sponsorship, and it is not enough to donate less money. He had to bite the bullet and take out a hundred yuan bill from his pocket and throw it into the merit box. Huiyun's face became a little happy.
After burning incense and kowtow, the group of people signed divination as usual, and everyone politely refused. The ladies were preferred, and the head was taken by the Uncle Zong.
Uncle Zong faced the sky, muttered for a while, then put his hand on the clothes and wiped it. Sure enough, he picked up a piece of tag. Uncle Zong was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He hurriedly ran over and threw an extra ten dollars into the merit box. He pulled his daughter Wu Yueniang and told her to pick up the tag quickly. Wu Yueniang said: I'm not lucky, it's better not to pick up this tag. Uncle Zong tskated and complained in a low voice: Stupid girl, why do you say all unlucky words? Wu Yueniang hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't resist Uncle Zong's advice, walked over and picked up the tag, and the result was also tagged.
Next, Wu Qianhu picked up the branch and won the lottery. Earl Ying picked up the branch and won the lottery. When it was Ximen Qing's turn to pick up the lottery, he bowed and smiled and joked: I have a lottery, and I have a lottery. Now it's my turn to pick up the lottery. Huiyun host shook his head and said: Where did the donor of Ximen go? It's a blessing to be noble, why should he be too humble? Ximen Qing rubbed his hands and walked up to pick up the lottery. Everyone hurriedly came around to take a closer look. Ximen Qing held the lottery in his hand and refused to let go for a long time. When he let go, everyone saw that it was a lottery.
Everyone fell silent for a moment, not knowing what to say, or Huiyun, or the host of the host, stood up to smooth things out: Ximen donor has some luck at the moment, that's also possible. Who can guarantee that he can have good luck in his whole life? But in my opinion, Ximen donor has a full heaven and dignified facial features. In front of him is a bright road with bright future. Why not pick up a sign again? Ximen Qing refused: If you don't pick it up, I know if I don't pick it up or not. Although that's the case, but if you can't resist the persuasion of a few people present, Ximen Qing had to pick up a sign again. He pinched the sticky stick in his hand, and it was a bit trembling. He slowly let go and saw it. Fortunately, this time it was a sign on the branch.
The most proudest thing is Huiyun, as if this branch was given by her, and she said with a smile: I said that auspicious people have their own appearance. Do you think it is, with a person like Ximen donor, there is no reason not to pick up a branch to pick up a branch? Earl Ying said: Even I got one branch to win the lottery. Brother Qing is much more lucky than me. No matter how you say it, it is a branch to pick up a branch to make the lottery. Uncle Zong said repeatedly: OK, okay, I wish everyone would pick up a card.
Everyone was joking for a while, and Ximen Qing suddenly remembered something: Why not take this opportunity today to also sign for Li Ping'er and Pan Jinlian, the woman he missed? Of course, I couldn't say this. Ximen Qing scratched his head and forced this idea. When they walked out of the hall and went to the yard to rest and rest, they hurried back to the hall before the Buddhist case. They silently recited the names of Li Ping'er, Pan Jinlian and other women, and read twenty or thirty signs in a row, and opened them carefully: Pan Jinlian, Pang Chunmei, Li Guiqing and others could win the signs; Li Jiaoer, Zhuo Di'er, Li Guijie, Meng Yulou, Sun Xue'e and others; only Li Ping'er could be picked out the signs; Ximen Qing looked at the piles of signs in front of him, feeling so sad that he couldn't tell what it felt.
The Earl Ying was shouting outside. Brother Qing, Ximen Qing answered and hurriedly walked out of the main hall of Xiuyun Temple. The yard was shouting and preparing to return to the city. Ximen Qing looked up at the sky. The dusk was getting closer and the sky was getting late. Wu Qianhu was saying goodbye to Huiyun, and he did not forget his demeanor when he was a leader in his words: Don’t publicize what happened today. Try to control it to a small extent. Keep confidential work quickly. Huiyun nodded and said: Mayor Wu, please rest assured. You should say what you should say, and you shouldn’t say it. This iron discipline is guaranteed to be done. Wu Qianhu said: In fact, it is okay to say it. But as a leading cadre, even if you retreat to the second line, you still have to pay attention to the impact. Huiyun said: That’s it.
Wu Qianhu, Zong Boniang and others walked out of Xiuyun Temple and walked along the road beside the Qingxi River to the parking lot. Six people were in a car, a little crowded. Wu Qianhu, who was used to sitting on the rostrum, was invited to the front row and sat in the back row. Wu Qianhu was not humble, and there were Zong Boniang. Wu Yueniang and Ying Count Ximen Qing stepped on the accelerator. The Santara car shook slightly and drove towards the city along the asphalt road beside the Qingxi River. The street lights in Qinghe City in the distance were already on. From a distance, the orange red in the sky was like a burning sunset, bringing warmth to the hearts of the few people on the car. It was their own experience of different warmth.
Xiuyun Temple is located in the southern suburbs of Qinghe City. A winding Qingxi River makes this place look very quiet. Especially in the morning, milky white mist rises from the river surface and floats along the gentle hillside, like a freehand Chinese painting, with an ethereal and vivid artistic conception.
Ximen Qing drove his Santara private car and arrived at Xiuyun Temple at about 10 o'clock in the morning. On the grass beach by Qingxi River, a few cows were eating grass. A little further away, there were several farmers working in the fields and walking across the concrete bridge on the river. It was not far from Xiuyun Temple. Ximen Qing parked his car in an empty courtyard and was about to walk towards Xiuyun Temple. At this time, two people came out of the temple. Ximen Qing stared at: The person coming was not someone else, but his father-in-law and mother-in-law. He was particularly embarrassed for a moment. Seeing that there was nowhere to hide around, he had to bite the bullet and whisper to his mother-in-law Zong, "Mom."
Uncle Zong responded lukewarmly, turned his slightly red face away. Wu Qianhu, who looked too lazy to deal with, was an old cadre who had seen the world. He quickly stretched out his enthusiastic hands to Ximen Qing: Are you here to see Yue Niang? Okay, okay, correct your mistakes when you know them. It has always been the fine style of our Communists.Ximen Qing thought, don't look at Wu Qianhu's extremely enthusiastic about him at this moment, it's not for his precious daughter to have a better life in the future. Wu Qianhu's heart was afraid that he would want to kill me with a knife. Unconsciously, he suddenly remembered a saying in society: If a person wants to gain a foothold in today's society, he mainly relies on two bars. One is to speak, flatter, flatter, and win the favor of his boss, and naturally he can rise to the officialdom; the other is to have a dick. Marrying a daughter of an official is equivalent to having a hostage in the hands of the kidnapper. As long as the daughter is happy, he will have the capital to ask for a lot of money.
Seeing that Ximen Qing was stunned, Earl Ying felt a little anxious, and hurriedly smiled at Wu Qianhu and Uncle Zong, and said flatteringly as if honey was applied on his lips:Since I left my sister-in-law Yue Niang, Brother Qing has never slept well for a day. He sighed day and night, complaining that he shouldn't have been so good that he shouldn't have been angry with all kinds of good sister-in-law Yue Niang ran away. I advised him, "No one can be wrong, but if you make a mistake, just make a mistake, just make a change, guess what Brother Qing said? He said that this mistake was not light, I'm afraid it's not easy to pick up Sister-in-law Yue Niang. Even if Yue Niang is willing to go home, her parents will not follow it. I said, Brother Qing, you are too obscene to people. Mayor Wu is an old cadre, how can he be as low as ordinary people? Could Mayor Wu be with you as a witness? Brother Qing, just go and pick up Sister-in-law Yue Niang. Mayor Wu's work here, I will do it. So I made an appointment two or three days ago. Come to Xiuyun Temple to pick up Sister-in-law Yue Niang home. I didn't expect that I happened to meet you two old people. Haha
Earl Ying opened a clever mouth, and the people present were convinced. The scene was no longer as awkward as before. The smile on the face of the Uncle Zong also replaced the anger. Earl Ying continued: Two old men are going to go back to the city? It was still early, so I might as well play in the nunnery for a while, take a tour of the quiet scenery, draw a lottery to make a fortune, and help Brother Qing do the ideological and political work of his sister-in-law Yue Niang. Ximen Qing also interrupted from the side and said: The son-in-law is usually at fault, and I hope the two old men will be willing to live. Earl Zong's anger has been mostly gone at this moment. She glanced at Wu Qianhu and saw how her husband, who had been the deputy mayor before, expressed his opinion. Wu Qianhu was so excited that he was shouted by Earl Ying and pointed in the air with one hand: This, this... let's follow the opinions of the Yingda reporter.
So, the four of them turned back to Xiuyun Temple far away. The female nun Huiyun host of Xiuyun Temple came up and pinched Buddhist beads with one hand and bowed with the other: Welcome, warm welcome. Wu Qianhu, Zong Boniang and Ying Pearl, he knew each other and said hello. Only Ximen Qing had some eyes, so he asked: This donor is Ying Pearl rushed to answer: This, Mayor Wu's son-in-law, Wu Yueniang's sister-in-law's wishful husband, Qinghe City's famous wealthy business owner, Ximen Qing, the leader of the ten brothers. Huiyun host showed an exaggerated surprise expression on his face: Hehe, he is the official of Ximen, who has been admired for a long time.
There is a quiet meditation room to the east of Xiuyun Temple. Huiyun presided over the four people, and after sitting for a while in the meditation room, he ordered a young nun to call Wu Yueniang. Ximen Qing said: Let's go and see her. After that, he threw a wink at Earl Ying. The two of them stood up and wanted to go out with the little nun. Huiyun presided over said: It's okay, there is always a secret between husband and wife. It's not good if there are too many people. Huiyun, you take the two donors there. So the little nun is in front, Ximen Qing and Earl Ying are behind, and walk deep into Xiuyun Temple.
Bypassing a patio and passing through several corridors, facing a spacious yard, a tall osmanthus tree stands in the middle of the yard, emitting a scent of a scent around. That's it. The little nun named Huiyun pointed his hand and at the door of the wing room on the left, there was indeed a piece of clothing that Wu Yueniang usually likes to wear. The little nun bent over and said respectfully. Seeing the little nun's figure gradually disappear, Ximen Qing said with melancholy: "Are you a girl, a flower-like life, but for some reason you have entered the empty door and come to join the group of people who recite Amitabha all day long. Earl Ying said: Could it be that Brother Qing has taken a fancy to this little nun again? Amitabha, sin, sin. Ximen Qing pretended to be disdainful:Ah, I like this, but I am afraid that this little nun is mostly cold-hearted. If she is having sex with her in bed, she will probably be like a traitor. How can there be any fun? Ying Earl said: That's not necessarily. The little nun is too busy in the nun. When he comes into contact with a man on the first day of the first day of the first day of the year, he may be a fierce girl who is unbearable.
The two were laughing, and the door of the wing room on the left quietly opened a crack. Wu Yueniang poked her head out and looked out. When she found that the people outside were Ximen Qing and Ying, she was shocked and quickly closed the door. She said that Shi Chi was about to come. Count Ying had already taken the lead, stepped forward and pressed against the door with force, shouting repeatedly: Sister-in-law Yueniang, Brother Qing and I are here.
Ximen Qing also walked over quickly and shouted softly: Yue Niang opens the door. Wu Yue Niang's strength is smaller after all. She resisted for a while and finally loosened. The door opened suddenly, almost causing Count Ying to fall.
After not seeing each other for more than ten days, Wu Yueniang was not as haggard as when she first left the hospital. Maybe it was because of the good feng shui of Xiuyun Temple. Her skin was well maintained, as the advertising slogan said: White and red, which was different from others. Ximen Qing is a lustful nature. Seeing that his wife who had been separated for many days was so beautiful, she couldn't help but feel a little moved. She went up to hold her hand, but Wu Yueniang flickered and twisted to the side to go to Ximen Qing for a boring moment. She didn't dare to get angry at this moment. She finally squeezed out a smile on her face and said: Okay, yes, my task is to pick you up. Today you are the ancestors and I am the grandson. No matter how you treat me, I will never say anything. Seeing that Ximen Qing is so slick, Wu Yueniang couldn't help but want to laugh, and finally didn't laugh out loud. She lowered her head and said with a grievance: What home to go to, this is my home.
Earl Ying hurried over to smooth things over and said: Sister-in-law Yue Niang, where did this go? How could Xiuyun'an be your home? As she said this, she winked at Ximen Qing. I wonder if Ximen Qing didn't understand his meaning or could not let go of his face, but still stood still there without moving. Earl Ying had to play a double act alone, and then said: Don't look at Brother Qing's mouth being hard, but he didn't know how many good things he said behind his back. I can testify that since his sister-in-law left the house, Brother Qing couldn't eat and couldn't sleep well. Look at what he was worried about, Sister-in-law Yue Niang, look, Brother Qing has started to lose his hair, isn't his sister-in-law heartbroken at all?
Wu Yueniang didn't say anything, standing there blankly, looking at the osmanthus tree outside the window, Count Ying continued to say: Sister-in-law Yueniang, you know Brother Qing's personality. He is a perfect person in Qinghe City. Have you ever seen him lower his value in front of others? Now Brother Qing sincerely apologizes to Sister-in-law Yueniang. If his sister-in-law doesn't give her face, wouldn't it be a joke? Wu Yueniang bit her lips gently, pondered for a while, and then said in a low voice: I just want to be quiet now.
Earl Ying said: Hey, I said, "My sister-in-law Yue Niang, where is the word "Qingjing" in this world now? Take Xiuyun Temple as an example. My sister-in-law must have known it. This was called Songlin Temple in the past, but why was it changed to Xiuyun Temple? It's not because of the flower monks in the past.
What Ying Count said is an allusion that everyone knows in Qinghe City: Several years ago, Songlin Temple was a Feng Shui treasure land in Qinghe City, which attracted countless pilgrims to burn incense and worship Buddha. However, it makes people feel lucky that the incident of female pilgrims disappearing here often alarmed the county magistrate, and decided to disguise themselves as a vendor selling pear wood combs and go to the mountain for private visits. Sure enough, a little monk with a thief-eyed eye came out to buy pear wood combs. The county magistrate immediately understood the reason, so he sent a torture to put inside and outside the Songlin Temple.I searched outside and found a dozen pale women detained in a cellar in the backyard of the temple. They were all female pilgrims who had been played with by monks. In Qinghe County, which has been simple since ancient times, such an unfamiliar thing happened. The county magistrate was furious and ordered a fire to burn Songlin Temple. It took many years before another good county magistrate suddenly had a whim and issued a document to call on the people to donate money and materials, and rebuilt the Xiuyun Temple.
Earl Ying mentioned such a historical case at this moment, which meant that even in a temple, it was rare to have real tranquility, but Wu Yueniang misunderstood for something else. He immediately blushed and said: I am not a female pilgrim who came to worship Buddha. Earl Ying burst into laughter: Where did my sister-in-law say it? I, Ying, isn't that bold yet, yet I dared to joke with my sister-in-law. What I mean is just saying, in this world, Wu Yueniang didn't wait for Earl Ying to finish speaking, and immediately said: I understand what you mean, isn't it that idiom: make accomplice for a tiger
Wu Yueniang said, glanced at Ximen Qing, and a little reconciliation was conveyed between her eyebrows. Ximen Qing seized this rare historical opportunity and said in time: Why did you compare me to a tiger? In the eyes of my wife, I am really that powerful? But, hehe, if you want to say it is a tiger, I am the Siberian tiger. Now I am a national second-level protected animal, and at least you have to enjoy the treatment of the department level. After a few words, Wu Yueniang was amused, but she was still unmoved on the surface. She spat coldly and said: Bah, stinky beauty
When Huiyun host accompanied Wu Qianhu, when Uncle Zong came here, the atmosphere in the wing room had completely relaxed. Earl Ying made a joke, Ximen Qing laughed loudly. Although Wu Yueniang still lowered her head and didn't say much, the expression on her face was not as cold as before. Huiyun host immediately realized what happened in the wing room, touched Uncle Zong's hand quietly, and said: This matter has been done. Uncle Zong asked in confusion: Are you saying that the mirror is reunited? Huiyun host was about to nod, but Wu Qianhu expressed his dissatisfaction and said: What a mirror is reunited? This mirror has never been reunited at all. Huiyun host quickly praised: The leader is still capable, this is not called reunited, this is called reunited, the moon is called reunited.
Uncle Zong didn't care about the broken mirror and the flowers were full of the moon. He stepped into the wing room in three or two steps, took his daughter Wu Yueniang's hand, and whispered to the side. Wu Qianhu and Huiyun also walked into the wing room to enjoy the good time of the flowers and the moon. Huiyun hosted a promise to Count Ying and said: Yingda reporter, everyone said how great your mouth is. Today Benny has learned it. Thanks to your help to fulfill this fate, he has done a good deed for Ben'an. Count Ying said modestly: Wherever there, it is mainly because Brother Qing and Yueniang's sister-in-law have a deep fate. I just told a few big truths. This is what I should do. Count Ying seemed to be giving a report on a heroic and model speech stage, with a humble and cautious expression on his face, suddenly seemed to remember something again, and said to Ximen Qing: Brother Qing, does it still need to sign an agreement?Ximen Qing didn't understand and asked: What's the matter to sign the agreement?
Ying reminded: What's going on with Yue Niang's sister-in-law? Ximen Qing looked confused and thought to himself: It seems that Ying's signing agreements everywhere is addicted to
Wu Qianhu, who was standing by, said: I think, this, there is no need to sign the agreement. Ximen Qing, it doesn’t matter if a comrade makes a mistake. The important thing is to correct the mistake. As the past, let’s go without any blame. Earl Ying said: Mayor Wu, don’t worry. With this lesson, Brother Qing will work harder and strictly demand himself, so that he can become a good comrade. As the saying goes, the prodigal son will turn back and not change his gold. Ximen Qing originally wanted to say something, but then he thought that no matter what he said in such an occasion, it would be useless, so he pursed his lips, lowered his head, and pretended to be a pious look of being calm and listened to.
Huiyun host walked over with kind eyes, slapped a respectful hand, and said: It is rare for various donors to come to Xiuyun Temple. They are all distinguished guests who can't be invited. Since we are here today, why not take advantage of our interest to go to the temple to sign and divine divination? Ximen Qing was in trouble for the current embarrassing situation. After hearing Huiyun host's comment, he praised: Good idea, good idea, this spring I made a wish to kowtow to burn incense at Xiuyun Temple and ask the Bodhisattva to bless me with a prosperous business. Today, it's just right to fulfill my wish. Wu Qianhu pondered for a moment and said: Although we Communists are not willing to talk about this, this is still very smart sometimes. Earl Ying said to him: Then why don't you leave quickly, why are you still standing there?So Huiyun presided over the leadership, Wu Qianhu, Zong Boniang, Wu Yueniang, Ximen Qing, Ying and other groups of six men came out in a row, walked out of the wing room, walked around the osmanthus tree in the courtyard, and walked towards the main hall in front of Xiuyun Temple.
Ximen Qing bought a few handfuls of incense in the Hall of Good Deeds and hurried to the hall of the main hall. He saw Wu Qianhu, Zong Boniang, Wu Yueniang, and Count Ying had already knelt on the cushion. He was kneeling on the cushion like chickens pecking rice and was kneeling in front of the cushion and kowtowing. At this time, he saw Huiyun host whispering and looking in the direction she indicated. There was a red merit box on the right side of the Buddha's case, and there were colorful banknotes thrown by the pilgrims. Ximen Qing slapped his forehead and thought to himself: Why did I forget such an important thing?So he quickly took out a hundred yuan bill from his pocket, went straight to put it in the merit box, and looked back. Huiyun's gray face deliberately fell to the side, and his face was obviously not satisfied. Ximen Qing complained repeatedly: Mom, now he is doing donation and sponsorship, and it is not enough to donate less money. He had to bite the bullet and take out a hundred yuan bill from his pocket and throw it into the merit box. Huiyun's face became a little happy.
After burning incense and kowtow, the group of people signed divination as usual, and everyone politely refused. The ladies were preferred, and the head was taken by the Uncle Zong.
Uncle Zong faced the sky, muttered for a while, then put his hand on the clothes and wiped it. Sure enough, he picked up a piece of tag. Uncle Zong was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He hurriedly ran over and threw an extra ten dollars into the merit box. He pulled his daughter Wu Yueniang and told her to pick up the tag quickly. Wu Yueniang said: I'm not lucky, it's better not to pick up this tag. Uncle Zong tskated and complained in a low voice: Stupid girl, why do you say all unlucky words? Wu Yueniang hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't resist Uncle Zong's advice, walked over and picked up the tag, and the result was also tagged.
Next, Wu Qianhu picked up the branch and won the lottery. Earl Ying picked up the branch and won the lottery. When it was Ximen Qing's turn to pick up the lottery, he bowed and smiled and joked: I have a lottery, and I have a lottery. Now it's my turn to pick up the lottery. Huiyun host shook his head and said: Where did the donor of Ximen go? It's a blessing to be noble, why should he be too humble? Ximen Qing rubbed his hands and walked up to pick up the lottery. Everyone hurriedly came around to take a closer look. Ximen Qing held the lottery in his hand and refused to let go for a long time. When he let go, everyone saw that it was a lottery.
Everyone fell silent for a moment, not knowing what to say, or Huiyun, or the host of the host, stood up to smooth things out: Ximen donor has some luck at the moment, that's also possible. Who can guarantee that he can have good luck in his whole life? But in my opinion, Ximen donor has a full heaven and dignified facial features. In front of him is a bright road with bright future. Why not pick up a sign again? Ximen Qing refused: If you don't pick it up, I know if I don't pick it up or not. Although that's the case, but if you can't resist the persuasion of a few people present, Ximen Qing had to pick up a sign again. He pinched the sticky stick in his hand, and it was a bit trembling. He slowly let go and saw it. Fortunately, this time it was a sign on the branch.
The most proudest thing is Huiyun, as if this branch was given by her, and she said with a smile: I said that auspicious people have their own appearance. Do you think it is, with a person like Ximen donor, there is no reason not to pick up a branch to pick up a branch? Earl Ying said: Even I got one branch to win the lottery. Brother Qing is much more lucky than me. No matter how you say it, it is a branch to pick up a branch to make the lottery. Uncle Zong said repeatedly: OK, okay, I wish everyone would pick up a card.
Everyone was joking for a while, and Ximen Qing suddenly remembered something: Why not take this opportunity today to also sign for Li Ping'er and Pan Jinlian, the woman he missed? Of course, I couldn't say this. Ximen Qing scratched his head and forced this idea. When they walked out of the hall and went to the yard to rest and rest, they hurried back to the hall before the Buddhist case. They silently recited the names of Li Ping'er, Pan Jinlian and other women, and read twenty or thirty signs in a row, and opened them carefully: Pan Jinlian, Pang Chunmei, Li Guiqing and others could win the signs; Li Jiaoer, Zhuo Di'er, Li Guijie, Meng Yulou, Sun Xue'e and others; only Li Ping'er could be picked out the signs; Ximen Qing looked at the piles of signs in front of him, feeling so sad that he couldn't tell what it felt.
The Earl Ying was shouting outside. Brother Qing, Ximen Qing answered and hurriedly walked out of the main hall of Xiuyun Temple. The yard was shouting and preparing to return to the city. Ximen Qing looked up at the sky. The dusk was getting closer and the sky was getting late. Wu Qianhu was saying goodbye to Huiyun, and he did not forget his demeanor when he was a leader in his words: Don’t publicize what happened today. Try to control it to a small extent. Keep confidential work quickly. Huiyun nodded and said: Mayor Wu, please rest assured. You should say what you should say, and you shouldn’t say it. This iron discipline is guaranteed to be done. Wu Qianhu said: In fact, it is okay to say it. But as a leading cadre, even if you retreat to the second line, you still have to pay attention to the impact. Huiyun said: That’s it.
Wu Qianhu, Zong Boniang and others walked out of Xiuyun Temple and walked along the road beside the Qingxi River to the parking lot. Six people were in a car, a little crowded. Wu Qianhu, who was used to sitting on the rostrum, was invited to the front row and sat in the back row. Wu Qianhu was not humble, and there were Zong Boniang. Wu Yueniang and Ying Count Ximen Qing stepped on the accelerator. The Santara car shook slightly and drove towards the city along the asphalt road beside the Qingxi River. The street lights in Qinghe City in the distance were already on. From a distance, the orange red in the sky was like a burning sunset, bringing warmth to the hearts of the few people on the car. It was their own experience of different warmth.
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