Zilan nodded obediently, "I know, I listen to my mother, and I don't think I can be good sisters with Sister Xuan'er, because I am a rough person."

"Nonsense, my daughter is good in everything, but she is not good in bad. I gave a spice yesterday, which were all worthless things.

Forget it, I gave Lan'er a single door to everyone. Lan'er didn't pay attention at that time, and Shuhui was almost angry and cried. Your brother said a few words.

Brother Lin was so angry that he said that Xuan'er was not open-minded in his work and was suspected of being deliberately instigated. Although it was a trivial matter, I don't believe that Xuan'er really didn't understand anything, let alone Aunt Xu had taught her for a month."

"Oh, I remember, what happened yesterday was indeed a bit bad. Sister Huier was a little angry, but I didn't notice it at that time. Fortunately, Sister Huier was not angry with me."

"No, your sister Huier is not so stingy. Your second aunt is also from a Qinggui family and has a very good education. She will not teach her daughter wrongly. Just have fun with your sister Huier."

Yang was very relieved about this.

"Okay, I remember."

When they arrived at Huangjue Temple, this was a royal temple with a prosperous incense and people kept coming and going. Zilan looked at him with a happy smile. This was much more prosperous incense than in ordinary small temples.

I believe that leaving incense for kid Lan here will definitely be useful. I wonder if she can come here a few more times in the future and make her original body become a good child.

She grabbed Yang and Song Zhengtian's hands and jumped upwards. Zi Yan also got out of the car and ran in front of him. Yang pulled him over and held his hand, afraid that he would run away.

Zhao Xuan'er got out of the car, took the initiative to run over, and looked up at them with a look of her face.

"Auntie, how can I be with you?"

Song Zhengtian looked at the similar eyes and felt a little uncomfortable, "Call me Uncle Song."

"Does my uncle hate me?"

Zhao Xuan'er's eyes were filled with tears, and she seemed a little aggrieved.

"We are not relatives. My surname is Song, and I am a member of the Song family. It's not good if I make a mistake."

Song Zhengtian was so disgusted when he remembered the past, and he still felt grudges in his heart, so he usually avoided Zhao Xuan'er.

"I see."

Zhao Xuan'er kept looking at Zi Lan and pouted in grievance, but Zi Lan lowered her head and played with stones without seeing it, so she could only respond sadly.

In fact, Zi Lan heard that she just didn't help. She didn't understand the child's mind, so it would be better to intervene less. There must be a reason for my father to say this, otherwise, if she couldn't treat a child like this, she would definitely be unable to get over some things.

Ma took Shuhui and the old lady up, too, "Let's go, don't delay burning incense."

"yes."

Zhao Xuan'er didn't dare to talk anymore and followed her up the mountain.

Shuhui sneered behind her, and Zhao Xuan'er lowered her head and dared not respond, her face turned red.

Ma glared at his daughter as a warning.

Zilan jumped with her parents' hands, just pretending that she didn't see it.

After going up the mountain, I went to the main hall to watch the incense. The main hall of the Royal Temple is majestic and magnificent, and it is also very shocking to see.

Everyone knelt on the cushion and prayed for blessings. Zi Lan also knelt down with her mother, folded her hands together and recited silently in her heart, "The faithful girl prayed to the Buddha to bless the young woman Lan to have a good birth and have a peaceful and smooth life;

Bless your parents and brothers in good health, a bright future, and all the best; bless your grandfather and grandmother, your relatives in peace, health, good luck, and good luck in your life."

I kowtowed solemnly and flavoured the incense, and then I felt like I had accomplished a big thing and was in a very happy mood.

Because Zilan repeatedly requested it, Yang specially donated a piece of incense money in Zilan's name. If he didn't do this, Zilan felt uneasy. He always felt that he had stole the little girl's happy life and had to light incense.

After the incense was over, the old lady wanted to listen to the monks' lectures, and asked Yang and Ma to take a few children to the temple to release animals and go to the yard to take a walk.

There are special release ponds in the temple, and they also brought some food to feed the fish in the pond.

The old lady said that the turtles and fish I bought specially are not suitable for fresh water and may die. It is better to buy some fish food to feed them, which is more sincere.

Song Zhengtian took the children around and planted some flowers and trees in the temple. It looked very beautiful and the scenery was beautiful.

The boys were joking and joking, and Zilan and Shuhui were also having fun, but Zhao Xuaner was honestly following Yang and other adults.

"Why don't you go out to play with them?"

Ma asked in confusion after looking at Zhao Xuan'er.

"I don't like activities either, it's great to see the scenery here."

Zhao Xuan'er smiled shyly.

Ma smiled and nodded but said nothing.

Song Zhengtian stood up, "I'll go and watch the children."

I got up and went to find my daughter.

Zilan and Shuhui were picking up petals falling from the ground and picking them up to play with them.

Song Zhengtian looked at them picking them up and putting them in his purse, and smiled and said, "It will soon be yellow."

"When you go back and make it into dried flowers, it will be a faint fragrance when you are sandwiched in the book."

Zilan turned his head and smiled sweetly at his father.

"Share the incense of the temple?"

Song Zhengtian asked when he touched his daughter's head.

Zi Lan's eyes lit up, nodded vigorously, and her little face was full of a lively and happy smile, "How did Dad know? I think this is the Buddha's pure land. It would be nice to be able to get some Buddha's light back."

"Lan'er is right. When you go back, your father will teach you how to draw? Just draw the scenery here."

Song Zhengtian looked at his daughter's cute little face, full of care and pampering.

"Okay, I want to learn, I have learned to draw with Master."

"Lan'er is so good. Dad goes back and buy you more paints and lets you play. If you want to learn, you have to keep working hard and serious. Can't you give up halfway? "

Song Zhengtian taught his daughter seriously and lovingly.

"Well, I will."

Zilan likes painting very much and feels very relaxed and happy. As for what he can learn, neither her father nor her mother has made any requests. She also thinks it is also very good to develop a hobby.

"Uncle, can you teach me how to draw?"

Shuhui also wants to learn.

"Of course, you can learn it. It doesn't matter whether you draw good or badly. Drawing is just your favorite. It's great to feel happy. Don't worry about good or bad. Too much utilitarianism is not necessarily a good thing."

Song Zhengtian also taught the two that they were not subject to their hobbies, but they did not have to be measured by their likes and dislikes.

Shuhui tilted her head and was a little confused, "It doesn't matter if she doesn't draw well, but I'm afraid I will be ridiculed."

"No one is perfect. Everyone has something that they are good at and not good at. As long as you truly love you, the person who always sees your strengths and strengths. Even if you are the best in the world, what does it have to do with her? There is no need to live in other people's comments.

You are you, Yang Shuhui, you are not others, but yourself, whether it is good or bad, it is all you. If you don’t like me, we are not gold and silver, and everyone likes it, let alone gold and silver, and people dislike vulgarity."

Song Zhengtian patted Shuhui's head and taught her patiently.
Chapter completed!