Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

The mother and family members of the double-bun girl hurried over to check and ask what was going on. Song Tingran and her husband also gathered around. Seeing this, the adults from the other children's families also came over. In an instant, the open space was empty. , but it became crowded.

“Mom, I want to be an eagle, I don’t want to be a chicken, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh allowed me to be so happy.”

"Hey, it's just such a small thing. If there's any reason to cry, then just be an eagle, come on, come on, let's play."

The children didn't move and looked at each other. Although they were young, they were still sensible. They had agreed to draw lots, but now they changed their mind.

Song Leyu held the longest straw in his hand, first greeted his mother with double buns, and then explained: "In our game, whoever draws the longest straw will be the eagle, so this time it should be I’ll be the eagle.”

"Isn't it just an eagle? It's the same for everyone. You look like a sister. She even cried, so let her play with you."

The girl with double buns had a backer and stopped crying now. She stared at Song Leyu arrogantly and raised the corners of her mouth.

"No, I won the eagle, so it should be me. If she told me properly instead of being so unreasonable and asking for help from an adult, I could give it to her, but not now."

The mother of the girl with double buns thought it would be easy to solve, but in the end, even a child dared to talk to her, so she snatched the grass from Song Leyu's hand and put it in the hands of her little girl.

"Oh, I am an eagle now. Hahahaha, you are all chickens, I am an eagle."

Song Tingran stepped forward, snatched the grass from the double-bun girl's hand, and gave it to Song Leyu, saying, "You are an adult, isn't it appropriate to bully a child? I hope you can apologize to my Xiaoyu. Forget it."

"Who do you think you are? Do you know who I am?"

Seeing that the situation was getting serious, those present were afraid of accidental injury, so they quickly pulled their children and backed away.

In the middle of the open space, only the family with the double-bun girl and the Song Tingran family were left.

Obviously, there are many people in the Song family.

"Of course I know who you are. You are so protective of your calf, you must be a dog. You bark at people when you see them, which is a headache."

A few more people came over, probably from the double-bun girl's mother's family. She was also confident. She went up to slap Song Tingran, but Xiao Yuchen grabbed her arm. He had been practicing the punches given by Chen Xiangyin these years. Spectrum.

With a little effort, the mother of the double-bun girl started howling like a wolf: "Killing people, killing people, someone is going to kill people in Jinming Temple!"

Song Tingran signaled Xiao Yuchen to let go. He didn't want to touch anyone else. He immediately let go, then took out a handkerchief and wiped it with a look of disgust.

The people over there saw that the Song family seemed to know martial arts, so they didn't dare to move forward. After all, the head of the family didn't say anything.

Master Mingchan of Jinming Temple came over. Apart from the abbot, she was the most prestigious person in Jinming Temple. She heard the commotion in the backyard and quickly brought a group of monks to check.

"Amitabha, this important place of Buddhism, all donors, please respect yourself."

"Hello, Master. I'm really sorry. The children were playing around and there was some conflict. I'm disturbing Master Qingxiu." Song Tingran said very apologetically.

The mother of the girl with double buns also clasped her hands together. She was obviously not so domineering towards the master. She rolled her eyes and rolled her eyes at Song Tingran.

"Master Mingchan, you should drive this person out of Jinming Temple. She cursed in the center of the Buddha. So many people saw her, and she bullied children. You have to make the decision for us innocent pilgrims."

Soon there were sneers in the crowd, because everyone's eyes were sharp, and it was obvious that she was bullying Song Leyu, and many eyes saw it.

Master Mingchan just kept twisting the beads, and these words had no influence on her at all.

"Donor Song, you can argue as much as you like. The matter happened in our Jinming Temple. We will be responsible to the end and resolve the matter properly."

Before Song Tingran could say a few words, the mother of the double-bun girl stared back and forth in disbelief and said, "Did you hear this? This dignified master of Jinming Temple, Ming Master Zen! I’m actually in the same group with this person. I know her surname is Song, no wonder she’s so arrogant. It turns out she has a backer.”

The last sentence is really weird, but Master Mingchan just called Song Tingran's surname accurately.

Ming Chan was not annoyed. It seemed that the matter had nothing to do with her. He just explained in a leisurely manner: "Today I invited you to pay incense. I really saw a childlike and sincere heart that I have never seen before, so I only said a few words, so I know the last name."

"She? She's sincere? She curses people when she opens her mouth, but she's also sincere. Master, maybe she's been deceived." The mother of the double-bun girl is still full of yin and yang.

Master Mingchan didn't want to explain too much. He had already said it clearly, so there was no need to say more.

If you don't understand, you have no wisdom in the temple and you are a fool in the mortal world.

Someone happened to know about this and said, "It's not that adult, it's the young man with the wooden sign in his family."

Everyone looked at Song Chuan. He was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't flinch. He just held his father's hand. His palms were sweaty from the fun of playing the game just now, and now they were indeed a little clammy.

"It turns out it's you, little guy. Chicheng can't see it. You're so stupid."

"Mother, I want his wooden sign, I want it."

The double-bun girl and her mother are simply carved from the same mold. Like mother, like daughter.

The people watching the excitement were a little impatient, and some couldn't stand it. They scolded the two women. Their voices were relatively low, but they were still heard.

The mother of the girl with double buns stared at her for a few times, and just as she was about to go up and argue, Song Tingran spoke.

"Master Mingchan is an eminent monk. What he says is always convincing. You keep refuting. I wonder if you are dissatisfied with the master or the Buddha?"

"The empress works in an orderly manner, follows regulations, and is strict in her opinions. She also promulgates strict court legislation, and her subjects follow suit one by one. The same is true for children playing games. Your children can do whatever they want, whatever their children want. You want something, you cry when you don't get it, and you, a mother-in-law, are still conniving. Is it because you have no ink in your belly, or you are contemptuous of the court, or disrespectful of the empress?"

The words fell.

The whole place was silent, and everyone was extremely shocked. The mother, a girl with two buns, was so dumbfounded that she even forgot to close her mouth, and there was still a little vegetable leaves on her front teeth.

"You, you..." She couldn't say a word.

"Mother, I want the wooden sign on that silly man's body. Give it to me. Give it to me. I want it."

The crying continued.

But because it was just her crying, it seemed particularly abrupt here.

"Shut up! Just cry and cry like your useless dead father."