Chapter 441 Mistakenly Identifying Siblings
Chapter 441 Mistakenly Identifying Siblings
Jiang Wumei's voice was soft, and she leaned against Xiao Tong's arm and called him Jinzhi with a smile.
Xiao Tong's heart sank a little. This scene overlapped with the scene he had imagined thousands of times in his mind. How could he not be intoxicated?
With a soft light in his black eyes, Xiao Tong held An'er in his arms and smiled sideways at Jiang Wumei:
“Then let’s take An’er to eat vegetarian food at Huguo Temple.
I heard that the vegetarian dishes at Huguo Temple are excellent, especially the fresh and tender vegetarian fish, which is very popular with children.
An'er should like it too."
An'er hugged Xiao Tong's neck, his little face not even looking in their direction, but his pricked up little ears revealed his inner anticipation.
Jiang Wumei wanted to laugh when she saw the little guy trying to cover his ears and steal the bell. She reached out and fiddled with the cute ears. When the little guy turned his head away angrily, she deliberately stretched out her head to ask:
"Mother thinks Father's suggestion is very good. What do you think, An'er?"
An'er wanted to maintain his angry dignity so that his mother would pay more attention to him, but when he heard his mother's gentle voice, he could no longer pretend and said with a pout:
"Then An'er, go and try it.
If the vegetarian food is not tasty, An'er will not forgive my mother."
"Okay, then Mother will accompany An'er to try it and see if the vegetarian dishes at Huguo Temple are as delicious as the rumors say."
Jiang Wumei laughed, and the family of three walked slowly along the path, admiring the scenery along the way, and headed towards the Zen temple arranged by the Huguo Temple.
The courtyard arranged by Huguo Temple for Xiao Tong and the other two is located in the southeast of the entire temple. It is spacious and quiet, and there is no chance that anyone will get lost and bump into the guests.
Commander Xiao led his wife and children into the courtyard. Looking at the simple and elegant Zen temple, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his black eyes.
The vegetarian dishes at Huguo Temple are unique in the capital, and today, because of Xiao Tong's status, the dishes prepared are made with extra care and attention.
After the vegetarian dishes were prepared, the monks sent them to the Qilin Guards to test for poison. Only after confirming that the food was in good condition was it presented to the three people.
Among the vegetarian dishes, there was indeed the vegetarian fish that Xiao Tong had just mentioned. It was made by mixing fresh mushrooms and tofu, and colored with vegetable juice extracted from fresh vegetables. It was colorful and fragrant, and it made An'er almost drool.
"Mother, this fish is so beautiful. An'er wants to eat it."
The little guy pointed at the colorful vegetarian fish on the table of vegetarian dishes and shouted. Jiang Wumei stood up and used a spoon to scoop half of the fish tail into his bowl and let him eat it slowly.
An'er cheered, picked up the spoon and started eating. Jiang Wumei looked at Xiao Tong, and they saw smiles in each other's eyes.
"Niao Niao, from now on you can call me Jinzhi.
I like this name very much.”
Compared to the cold emperor, Xiao Tong prefers to hear the word "Jin" from Jiang Wumei's mouth every day.
When he heard her call him just now, his heart skipped a beat. He hoped to hear his words uttered from her delicate lips every day.
This also gave him a feeling that he and Niao Niao were bound together for life and would never be separated.
Jiang Wumei smiled deeply in her peach blossom eyes and did not refuse:
"If Jinzhi likes it, I will call you every day in the future.
It’s just that this name is not appropriate to be used in front of outsiders, and can only be used a few times when the two of you are alone.”
“It doesn’t matter if there are people.
You and I are both the emperor and empress, and husband and wife, so no one dares to make irresponsible remarks."
Jiang Wumei smiled but did not respond to Xiao Tong's question. Xiao Tong saw that she was unwilling, so he did not mention it anymore.
Anyway, they still have a lot of time, so they can take their time with everything.
The vegetarian food at Huguo Temple is really good. After the meal, An'er's belly was so full. If Jiang Wumei hadn't stopped him from eating more, the little guy would have drunk half a bowl of magnolia soup.
Since they had to stay overnight at Huguo Temple today, after eating the vegetarian food, Jiang Wumei took the little guy for a walk to digest the food. Xiao Tong remembered that he still had something to ask Master Tang, so he ordered the Qilin Guards to follow Jiang Wumei and the others, and he went to Lechen Zen Temple alone.
It was still early, and there were still nearly two hours before dark. Jiang Wumei walked with the child until they came to the place where pilgrims in the front mountain burned incense.
Compared to the back mountain, the front yard is obviously much more lively.
The rich aroma of agarwood floats over the Huguo Temple. Many pilgrims come and go to seek answers and worship Buddha, and each face reflects a different life.
Joy, loss, sadness, satisfaction, watching the different expressions on the people's faces, An'er and Jiang Wumei stood in the corner, frowning:
"Mother, why are some people laughing and some crying?
Are those who are crying encountering difficulties?"
Jiang Wumei took An'er a few steps forward, allowing him to see the expressions of the people burning incense below more clearly:
“Everyone encounters difficulties in life.
Happy people are happy because their problems have been solved, while sad people are worried and sad because their problems have not been solved.
These difficulties are the steps to our happiness. As long as we patiently resolve them, our lives will get better and better."
Just like her and Junjun, they came to the world in this book by accident, experienced a life like Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly, gained love and children, and achieved a perfect half-life.
Good and bad fortune are interdependent. Whether you will be happy or miserable depends entirely on your own thoughts.
Only by saving yourself and crossing the peaks of suffering can you stand on the top of the mountain and greet the most beautiful sunrise.
Now, Jiang Wumei told An'er about her experience, making the little guy full of expectations for the world:
"So An'er, no matter how big the setbacks you encounter in the future, don't be discouraged.
In this world, there is nothing that cannot be solved, it’s just a matter of choices.
Moreover, a person's life is very long, and no matter how big the event is, it will disappear into a grain of sand as time flows by.
Many years later, when we stop and look back at this moment, we will find that the chasm that seemed insurmountable in our eyes is just a stone step for us to climb up in our lives, and we will be able to cross it sooner or later.
It’s just a matter of time.”
Jiang Wumei stared at An'er's small eyes with a serious look, and spoke in a soft and gentle tone.
An'er didn't understand what he was saying, but his little brain was working very quickly:
"An'er understands what mother means.
The mother was telling An'er that it didn't matter if he couldn't drink his favorite glutinous rice sweet tea tonight. An'er could replace the sweet tea with sweet snacks, or choose to drink sweet tea in a few days.
Mother wanted An'er to stop being too stubborn, stop staring at one thing in front of him, and stop letting the bowl of sweet tea affect An'er's mood.
Is that so, Mother?"
The little guy's voice was soft and sticky, as if there was a small piece of candy in his throat. The words he spoke were sweet and soft, with the innocence of a person who was ignorant of the world.
His current understanding was too one-sided, but it still surprised Jiang Wumei.
Squatting down, she rubbed the little guy's head lovingly, and Jiang Wumei smiled and nodded:
"Our An'er is really smart. This is what Mother meant."
Just then, a breeze blew by, and the agarwood in the temple, which carried the wishes of the pilgrims, scattered into the air, circled around the mother and son, and blurred the two beautiful and delicate faces, one big and one small.
An'er looks very similar to Xiao Tong, but his nose and eyes are very similar to Jiang Wumei. The two of them stood together and talked and smiled. Jiang Wumei was not dressed like a lady. At first glance in the smoke and fire, one would think that they were some noble siblings who came to visit the Huguo Temple, and it was hard to take your eyes off them.
In the distance, a group of wealthy young men who came to visit Huguo Temple were looking in the direction of Jiang Wumei and the others, their eyes filled with infatuation, unable to move their feet at all.
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