Seven bitter flowers

Chapter 47 Extra Story 1: Waiting for Qing's Long Hair to Waist

When my father and mother went to worship the Bodhisattva, my elder brother and sister were playing under the temple. I should have played with my elder brother and sister, but I personally found it very interesting to worship the Bodhisattva. Father and A-Niang will meet with the Bodhisattva Empress, so I tried my best to go with A-Niang, so A-Niang hugged me and went into the temple with A-Niang.

Later, I thought, this is really the most unlucky decision in my life.

Because the genius has just been polished, there are few people on the mountain, and even fewer people in the temple.There were no candles in the temple, and it was rather dark. I tried to open my eyes wide, trying to see the Bodhisattva, but I only saw a few broken pillars, and a stone man standing right in front of me.

My mother told me that it was a Bodhisattva.

I feel that I have been deeply deceived.

In the end, I was the one who stumbled down the mountain with two bags of tears in my eyes.Because I don't want to stay in that unlucky temple anymore, my mother is so annoyed by me that she has no choice but to carry me down, but my father said that he saw the nurse bringing her brothers and sisters up, and seeing her leaving Very close, let me go down alone.I agreed.

I think I will never come to worship Bodhisattva again in my life.

The mountain road going down is not easy to walk, especially when the sky is not yet bright, I am wronged and tearful, and I can see that it is foggy, and I almost fall every three steps.But my father and mother didn't come to help me.

Furious, I walked even more hastily, vaguely as if I saw a figure approaching in front of me, a full head taller than me, but considering my current stature, he must also be short.

The little man also walked in a hurry and kept calling for someone, but I still haven't figured out whether it was "A Zheng" or "A Geng".I heard that the voice was a little familiar, so I slowed down, wiped my tears and looked up, and was pleasantly surprised to find that he was the little boy I had seen before.

Seeing that he was walking in a hurry, and was about to run into me, I turned sideways to let him pass, and opened my mouth to say hello to him, and I said, "..."

I didn't say anything, and as soon as I stepped back, I fell down in a daze.

When I fell, I vaguely heard the little man shout something louder, but I didn't pay attention to it. My only thought at the time was: Is this because I didn't worship Bodhisattva so he retaliated?Bodhisattva is so efficient...

When I fell to the ground, it didn't hurt as much as I imagined, and it was a little soft, which was not at all the same as the feeling I fell from climbing a tree last month.

I got up with my hands, and when I tried hard, there was a "hum" sound from under my body.

I promise that's not my voice.

My eyes were still a little tearful, I blinked vigorously, two big tears fell down, and I heard another gasp from under my body.And I finally saw it clearly, under me——the little guy from just now was on the cushion!

No wonder it didn't hurt at all.

When I sat on the side, the little guy also sat up slowly, his face wrinkled in pain, but he didn't make a sound. I thought he was tough in my heart, so I admired him a little bit, but I was also a little bit dissatisfied. Excuse me.

I smiled at him embarrassedly, revealing two dimples: "Small... little brother, I'm sorry to hit you."

The author has something to say:

There should be more... just should...

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like