The identity of the child's father seems unusual

Yi Zhiyu said it was true.It turned out that there were still many people ahead, but when they approached the mountainside, they were overtaken by three people in a leisurely manner.

Yi Zhiyu held the small one in his arms, and led the big one in his hands. When the big one couldn't move, he even dragged and dragged, and was the first to step into the gate of Nanhua Temple.

Above the lobby, the golden body of the Buddha is majestic. Jing Zhaoqiu took incense and knelt on the futon devoutly.

Do not seek wealth and glory, but seek the safety of your family.

The temple is very deserted.Although Nanhua Temple is the most prosperous temple in the local area, there are not many people at this time, only their family, no other pilgrims have come, and there are not many monks in Nanhua Temple.There were only a few sweepers outside the courtyard, and above the lobby, there was only a monk in white robes sitting on a futon behind the Buddha statue and beating a wooden fish.

If Jing Zhaoqiu hadn't glanced a few more times after paying his respects, he still wouldn't have noticed it.The monk was very young, but his features were particularly handsome. He didn't look like a bell ringer, but rather like a Gandan who specializes in singing Danjiao in operas.

Of course, this is just an idea that Jing Zhaoqiu only passed in his mind for a while, it is somewhat impolite to speculate on other people's identities.The monk was very sensitive, Jing Zhaoqiu looked over for a while, and the monk stopped knocking on the wooden fish and looked up.

This look, Jing Zhaoqiu realized something was wrong.

The monk's eyes were dark but dull, and his eyeballs were motionless, obviously—blind.

"The benefactor's three souls are unstable and the spirit body is not in harmony. When the sun is setting, recite the mantra three times a day for the salvation of the deceased, so that the soul of the deceased can be reborn as soon as possible." The monk said slowly.

Jing Zhaoqiu was taken aback, ah, this monk is actually very smart.How do you know that he is resurrecting his soul from a dead body.Jing Zhaoqiu immediately felt that the aura of this monk began to be immortal.

Jing Zhaoqiu immediately replied: "It should be as the master said."

The monk calmly said: "The poor monk is just a nameless monk, so he should not be called the master of the almsgiver."

Needless to say, this must be the most capable monk in Nanhua Temple.Before anyone came, Jing Zhaoqiu hurriedly asked him for an amulet.When Jing Zhaoqiu said it, he didn't even notice that Yi Zhiyu was speechless. It wasn't the first time Yi Zhiyu came to Nanhua Temple, but it was definitely the first time he saw this monk.

He was by no means an eminent monk of Nanhua Temple, Yi Zhiyu even thought that if he called other monks from the temple now, no one would be able to call this monstrous monk by his name.Yi Zhiyu looked at the monk for a long time, and finally decided that he was a demon monk.

A monk who looks like this--yellow-looking (Yi Zhiyu smeared it), must not be a good monk. Look, after Jing Zhaoqiu saw this bald donkey, did he ever look away!

Monk.

But Jing Zhaoqiu was obviously very interested in this demon monk that Yi Zhiyu was talking about.

The monk Amitabha said a few times, and said slowly: "I see that you are destined to be with me, so I will give you an amulet for each of your family." The monk took out a few amulets from his sleeves, and Jing Zhaoqiu was about to pick them up. Yu's hand was one step ahead of him, intercepting halfway, Jing Zhaoqiu was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted.Yi Zhiyu was afraid of danger.

Yi Zhiyu checked it again, the amulet had a swastika on the front and a golden lotus on the back, and there was a faint fragrance of lotus in his nose.There is nothing wrong with the amulet itself, it's just the number... Did you give one more?

Jing Zhaoqiu thought to himself, could it be that the master has poor eyesight and thought that there are four people in his family so he gave more.Jing Zhaoqiu asked honestly: "Did the master give you one more?"

The master shook his head, but smiled without saying a word, knocked on the wooden fish and left slowly, leaving behind Jing Zhaoqiu, confused, but Ke Yi Zhiyu had already put away the amulet.

"Hey, what are you?"

"The number is right." Our family.Maybe going back can let Wen Tianzhen get a pulse.

Jing Zhaoqiu thought about it for a while, and vaguely realized the meaning. When eating the vegetarian meal in the backyard of the temple, his face immediately turned green.The tasteless millet porridge suddenly tasted bitter and astringent in his mouth, especially when he chatted with the monks in the kitchen and learned that there was no blind monk in Nanhua Temple.

"Did I meet a liar?" Jing Zhaoqiu bit a steamed bun and drank a mouthful of porridge, gritted his teeth, "I don't believe it!"

Yi Zhiyu served him food very calmly: "Well, a liar." He was indeed not a serious monk.Although he is bald, the ring scars on his head are not authentic.

"Then why didn't you remind me?"

Without saying a word, Yi Zhiyu put one on for his son and one for himself, and pressed Jing Zhaoqiu's on the table.Jing Zhaoqiu looked at it for a while, then took the initiative to pick it up and put it on.Well, except for how many people there are in their family, the fake monk is pretty smart.

Maybe others are self-taught.

After returning from offering incense in the temple, the family did not go back to Yifu, but went to Zhuangzi outside the city.Nanhua Temple was far away, back and forth was already past the end of the day, Zhuangzi's people estimated the time, and prepared Zhuangzi to come out according to Jing Zhaoqiu's instructions in advance, and all the people left, leaving a family of three with complete autonomy.

Jing Zhaoqiu was stunned as soon as he entered the Zhuangzi. This was a bit different from the arrangement he mentioned. It had already surpassed the arrangement he mentioned. It can be said that it was too luxurious.Looking at the bright red and purple colors, he almost thought it was a wedding scene.

Jing Zhaoqiu stammered and explained to Yi Zhiyu: "Listen to my explanation..."

Yi Zhiyu interrupted: "I understand."

Jing Zhaoqiu: "..." No, you don't understand.The look of expectation on your face doesn't mean you understand at all, okay?But you are a birthday star today, just be happy.Although the decoration is completely different from what Jing Zhaoqiu said, but after all it suits Yi Zhiyu's intentions, it can be regarded as being right.

For Jing Zhaoqiu, eating on any holiday is the most important thing.For this kind of birthday, it is natural to have a big meal.He steamed some custard for Yi Zhiyu to feed to Jiujiu before he went to work in the kitchen.

Yi Zhiyu moved two stools, one large and one small, and sat in the kitchen, feeding custard to Jiujiu while watching Jing Zhaoqiu there.Fortunately, Zhuangzi's servants are very capable, everything is prepared, all the dishes he has to cook are washed and cut, and Jing Zhaoqiu only needs to turn a spoon.

Yi Zhiyu stared at Jing Zhaoqiu's busy back.He was wearing a lavender embroidered bamboo-leaf tunic and a white jacket with a collar embroidered with plum blossoms. From behind, he looked handsome and straight like a branch of green bamboo.

Yi Zhiyu was probably stunned, and he didn't pay much attention to feeding. The spoon he sent out was bent and fed into his mouth. Jiujiu's round eyes widened as he watched the custard that belonged to him enter Daddy's mouth.

Still the big daddy who never fights with him for food.Jiujiu was stunned for a long time before he suddenly let out a wow.

"Big Daddy... Jiujiu eat."

Yi Zhiyu came back to his senses, his face turned red.This is really an embarrassment of being a father.Embarrassment forced Yi Zhiyu to imitate Jing Zhaoqiu's thick skin, and Yi Zhiyu said to Jiujiu solemnly: "Daddy will try to burn it for you."

Jiujiu: "..." Jiujiu ate half of the bowl.

Jing Zhaoqiu saw it in the spare time, and never expected that the usually serious Yi Zhiyu would be so off-line, and asked with great concern: "Are you hungry? Let me make you a bowl of dumplings first?" Today, dumplings were made.

"No, no need. I'll just eat a steamed bun." Yi Zhiyu glanced at the steaming "steamed bun" on the steamer, and replied absently.

Jing Zhaoqiu's face darkened, what are they talking about, are those steamed buns?

"That's a birthday peach, not a steamed bun."

Yi Zhiyu got stuck, the first time a man in his thirties was so embarrassed that he didn't even have the strength to raise his head, and he looked at me and I looked at you affectionately with his youngest son who was only eating custard.Jing Zhaoqiu's tolerance is very good today, he put down his work, took out a plate of birthday peaches, and put them in front of one big and one small.

"Shou Xing, let's eat a birthday peach." The birthday peach is tender and tender, but it is not big, only the size of Jiujiu's fist, just like a small, delicate and exquisite pink peach.Yi Zhiyu was indeed a little hungry, the little food in the temple was not enough for him to digest, and he wasn't chirping, he never stopped talking along the way.Yi Zhiyu picked one up casually, took a bite, the sweet sugar juice overflowed immediately, and the dough was fluffy, soft and sweet.It's not that Yi Zhiyu has never eaten birthday peaches. On the emperor's birthday, the imperial chef in the palace made them. It was said to be the best imperial chef, but he didn't taste the same.

Of course, Jing Zhaoqiu knew that this must be Yi Zhiyu's filter.How could he be so skilled?Jing Zhaoqiu can assure you that even if this birthday peach doesn't have any taste and is so hard-skinned, Yi Zhiyu can still tell nonsense with his eyes open, saying that this is the most delicious birthday peach in the world.

Jing Zhaoqiu listened to the compliments with satisfaction, put one in his mouth, and continued cooking.

After all, it's just the two of them eating, there's nothing to eat, and Jing Zhaoqiu didn't overdo it.Jiujiu is a baby meal made separately, and Jing Zhaoqiu doesn't give him these big dishes.

When dusk fell and a few candles were lit and the door was closed, suddenly there was only warmth in the room.

"Eat, let's eat."

After Jiujiu fed the meal, he was already put to bed, and the two old fathers finally spent time together.

Jing Zhaoqiu warmed a pot of plum wine and poured it for the two of them.The wine was made by Jing Zhaoqiu according to some ancient books. After a few sips, the taste is really good, the alcohol is not high, the taste is clear and sweet, the aftertaste is lingering but not overpowering.

"Let's eat the noodles first." Jing Zhaoqiu pushed the longevity noodles in front of Yi Zhiyu.

"You eat too."

Jing Zhaoqiu glared at him: "Are you stupid? Longevity noodles can't be broken, you have to finish it in one sitting."

"Yes." Yi Zhiyu picked up one end of the noodles and brought it to his mouth, then took the other end from the bowl and held it in front of Jing Zhaoqiu, the meaning was very clear.You eat this end, I eat that.

It's hard to believe that he can find two ends in a whole bowl of noodles.Jing Zhaoqiu is not pretentious, the birthday is the biggest, what he says, he bites the other end.

It is a test of tacit understanding for two people to eat the same noodles. Jing Zhaoqiu is glad that the noodles are only as small as a small tea bowl, and the two of them reach the top after taking a few sips each - the distance between the mouth and the mouth is only the distance of the little finger.

Jing Zhaoqiu blinked and signaled to Yi Zhiyu, whether you put it down or I put it down.Yi Zhiyu seemed to be unknown, and suddenly stepped forward, directly swallowed the remaining noodles into his stomach, bit Jing Zhaoqiu's lips and gnawed carefully, as if he was tasting some delicious food.Jing Zhaoqiu groaned a few times, all the resistance was swallowed into his stomach.

It took a while for Yi Zhiyu to let him go, and Jing Zhaoqiu's lips were already as red as dripping blood.

Yi Zhiyu wiped his lips and said, "It tastes good."

God knows what he was talking about.Jing Zhaoqiu secretly rubbed and poked the rice in the bowl, and drank a large glass of wine depressedly.

It is relative to say that wine is not easy to get drunk.But after drinking two more cups, he was still a little dizzy, so Jing Zhaoqiu started to take off his clothes because of the heat.

Yi Zhiyu held him down and wouldn't let him take off.

"It's hot." Jing Zhaoqiu's eyes blurred, his face flushed red.

"There are conditions for taking off your clothes."

Jing Zhaoqiu blinked like an obedient baby, and looked at Yi Zhiyu. Seeing how obedient he was, Yi Zhiyu was even slightly taken aback for a moment.

"Today is very good."

Jing Zhaoqiu retorted: "I am very good every day."

"Yes, you are the most obedient. The only disobedient troublemaker is Chiu Chiu."

Jing Zhaoqiu nodded immediately, deeply agreeing.I don't know if he understood what Yi Zhiyu was saying in his dizzy mind.

"First, show me if your tongue is flexible. If you pass, just take off one piece."

Jing Zhaoqiu immediately stretched out his tender tongue, and Yi Zhiyu knocked him to correct him: "That's not the case, I'll teach you."

In this way... "In this way... Yes, in this way..."

...Jing Zhaoqiu, who was in a daze, was taken by Yi Zhiyu to test the flexibility of his whole body, including the extremely large-scale movements that he was too shy to do when he was awake, and he was able to completely undress himself clothes.That's right...it's my clothes.

The person who was sold and helped to count the money refers to Jing Zhaoqiu.

The next day, Jing Zhaoqiu, who was covered in mud, woke up. He wanted to poke his eyes blind, but his arm had no strength at all. He gritted his teeth resentfully, but he didn't stop talking.

"A fish, you bastard."

"Huh?" Yi Zhiyu felt that this bastard had something to do with it.

Sure enough, Jing Zhaoqiu yelled, "I bought so many fireworks for last night, and I haven't set them off yet!"

Wasted, no no no.

Yi Zhiyu lowered his head, amused by Jing Zhaoqiu, showing a very faint smile.

The wailing Jing Zhaoqiu immediately became mute.looks great!

Even if all the fireworks bought back are set off into the sky, it will only be a moment of splendor.

The sky is full of fiery trees and silver flowers, never did you smile lightly in your eyes.

"Yi Zhiyu, come here." Jing Zhaoqiu sat up with his back supported, and hooked his fingers at Yi Zhiyu.

Yi Zhiyu didn't know, so Jing Zhaoqiu suddenly approached and touched Yi Zhiyu's mouth.

"I forgot to tell you, happy birthday."