After the beginning of spring, the weather became warmer, the grass grew and the birds were flying, and the little squirrel came to "visit" the neighbors again. Song Ruoxi, who had been hibernating in the room for several days, also began to move out. He crept through the cypress trees lying across and shouted: "Aunt An, silkworm mother, I'm here!"

The silkworm walked out of the main room after hearing the sound, her eyes red and swollen, "Girl, you are here..."

"Miss Silkworm, what happened? Why are your eyes red? Are you crying?" Song Ruoxi stepped forward and asked with concern.

Before the silkworm could speak, An Yu said in the room: "Jingchen, come in, I have something to say to you."

"Girl, go in, I will prepare you a morning vegetarian." The silkworm wiped his eyes and walked towards the kitchen.

Song Ruoxi looked at her back worriedly, frowned, walked into the main room, saw An Yu sitting cross-legged on the futon with tears on the corner of her eyes, and asked anxiously: "Aunt An, what happened?"

An Yu smiled faintly and said, "Jingchen, sit down first, I have something to tell you."

Song Ruoxi sat down on the futon opposite her, "What are you going to say to me?"

"I'll ask you something, I hope you can promise me."

Seeing An Yu's cautious look, Song Ruoxi pursed her lips and said, "Aunt An, you said, as long as it is something I can do, I will do it."

"Please take in silkworm mother and support her to grow old." An Yu entrusted silkworm mother to Song Ruoxi.

Song Ruoxi frowned, "Aunt An, what do you mean?"

"My master has agreed to me to become a monk and convert to Buddhism. Yan'er and Cannibal will all be entrusted to you." The lay Buddhist who lives in the temple and practices can have servants to serve him. Once he becomes a monk and nun, he will have to experience everything himself. An Yu can no longer live in this small courtyard. She wants to live in the meditation room like other nuns to abide by the various rules in the temple.

When An Yu persuaded Lu Fengyan to let go of his knot and forgive Lu Xiuqi, Song Ruoxi knew that sooner or later there would be such a day. He also knew very well that An Yu insisted on becoming a monk. He did not persuade her to change her mind, but only agreed to her: "Aunt An, don't worry, I will not let you down."

"Jingchen, thank you." An Yu stood up, folded his hands together, and saluted Song Ruoxi.

On the first day of the second month, the drizzle was drizzling and the air was humid and cold. In the hall, in front of the Bodhisattva, I put down everything, and the worldly world was cut off, and Anyu, who had finished the world, became a monk, and returned to Jingye's sect, with the name Yuanyu. From then on, there was no such person in the secular world, and a nun was added to the Buddhist sect.

Song Ruoxi, as the uncle of the Jing generation, sat aside. When he watched the wisps of snow-white silver hair fall all over the ground, he watched Jingye use incense to make a scar on An Yu's bare head, and looked at An Yu's stunning face slightly twisted by the pain, he lowered his eyelids slightly to cover the complicated look in his eyes.

The next day, the silkworm packed up her bags and moved into the small courtyard where Song Ruoxi lived. At this time, she was with Song Ruoxi for life, loyal and serving Song Ruoxi as if she was at peace.

The books, musical instruments and small decorations in the courtyard were kept in the room. Yuanyu had already agreed with Huijin that all these things were given to Song Ruoxi. When she returned to the Song family, she would take them away, so she would leave them for her as a thought.

The courtyard is no longer inhabited, and Song Ruoxi doesn't have to go there anymore, and it's not convenient to go to the meditation room to find a corner for practicing closed doors. Life is becoming easier and simpler. Apart from going out to climb mountains and play the flute in the morning, he stays in the room to copy scriptures, read books, play the qin, knock on the chime, embroider the flowers...

On February 22, Lu Fengyan sent someone to send a letter and a few famous copybooks. After Yuanyu received it, he asked the little nun to send the letter and copybook to Song Ruoxi. Song Ruoxi did not like to copy famous copybooks, she prefers to be oneself.

On this day, Xiangxiu saw Song Ruoxi sitting next to the desk and copying the sutra for more than half an hour. Before she could stop, she held the teacup and stepped forward and said, "Girl, drink a little tea and rest for a while. You have been copying for more than half an hour."

"I'm still a few words short, so I'll have to wait until I copy it." Song Ruoxi didn't stop until he finished writing the words, then put down his pen, took the teacup, and took a few sips to quench his thirst.

"Miss, why have you copied so many scriptures in the past few days?" Xiang Xiu asked in confusion.

"My master asked me to copy scriptures to offer them to the Bodhisattva, saying that I was praying for my family. Anyway, I had nothing to do, so I copied more points. Besides, there is no harm in saying that this is not bad. I can still practice calligraphy." Song Ruoxi felt that copying scriptures was much better than stringing rosary beads.

"The girl's word has improved a lot recently, and it looks so comfortable." Xiang Xiu praised.

Song Ruoxi chuckled and said, "You are so proud of your unique idea."

"I am not complimenting. I say whatever I have. The girl's handwriting is beautiful." Xiang Xiu smiled and went to clean up the desk, scooped out the pen and inkstone and washed it.

In mid-March, spring is sunny and all living things are bathed in the warm sunshine. Jingwen, Jinglin accompanied Yuanyu to Lujiazhuang to attend Lu Yan's ceremony.

Song Ruoxi couldn't imagine what would happen to Lu Fengyan when she saw her mother dressed up by a monk. Although she had hinted in the letter to him, she didn't know if he understood it.

/>   "It has come to this point and cannot be changed. The young master will accept it. When he overcomes the uncomfortable hurdle, it will be fine. Girl, don't worry too much." Cannibal advised.

"I hope so." Lujiazhuang is thousands of miles away, and Song Ruoxi can't control it even if he wants to, so he has to hope that Guanyin Bodhisattva can bless him and that Lu Fengyan will not be sad for too long.

In late June, the three of them returned to the temple safely. After Song Ruoxi learned about it, he immediately took Cannibal to see Yuanyu, "Aunt An..."

"Uncle Shi, my disciple's Dharma name is Yuanyu. Please call my disciple's nephew, or Yuanyu." Yuanyu stood up and saluted, and corrected her name again.

"Aunt An, I say this is just a title, so don't care so much."

Yuanyukou chants the Buddha's name and says, "This is not a question of title, but..."

"Aunt An, you are already a monk. Don't be too persistent about things. This is wrong." Song Ruoxi interrupted her and blinked her cunningly.

"This is not persistence, this is..."

Song Ruoxi's eyes turned, interrupted her again, and said, "Aunt An, what should I call you after I get married?"

Yuanyu was stunned and when Song Ruoxi and Hailang were about to marry Yan'er. Regardless of whether she became a monk or not, she will always be Yan'er's biological mother. Although she has become a monk and has not entered the secular world, Yan'er cannot avoid seeing her when she comes to the temple. This title has become a problem.

The silkworm girl was beside her, lowering her head and holding back her laughter. Only the girl could ask the lay Buddhist without answering questions.

"Stop, let's say what you want." Yuanyu said helplessly.

Song Ruoxi squeezed his eyes at the silkworm girl, smiled badly, sat cross-legged on the cushion, and asked with concern: "Aunt An, you have nothing to do when you go to Lujiazhuang this time, right?"

"Everything is fine." Yuanyu said with a smile.

"Aunt An, don't learn to be honest and cherish your words like gold. If you want to be more detailed, I have been worried about it in the past few months." Song Ruoxi said coquettishly.

"Yan'er has written a letter to you. Please take a look at it. Don't disturb your disciples chanting here." Yuanyu scooped out the letter, handed it to her, and issued an order to expel the guest.

Seeing Yuanyu scooping up the wooden hammer and knocking the wooden fish, Song Ruoxi had to pout and leave with the letter. Lu Fengyan wrote on the letter that he had already prepared himself for Yuanyu's becoming a monk. He did not oppose Yuanyu's becoming a monk. Everything was based on Yuanyu's wishes. He also asked her to take care of her, which means that she would definitely go to Guangling Mansion to see her in the year.

Seeing this letter, Song Ruoxi felt relieved for several months.

The sunrise and sunset are passing day by day, and the days when Song Ruoxiu returns home are getting closer and closer. Xiangxiu and Vanilla have begun to pack up. Song Ruoxi looked at the room where he had lived for five years, and the fragrance is mixed.

On the first day of September, just after noon, the Song family arrived at Jinglian Temple. However, Song Sui and Ji Yun were unable to come here in person due to the incident. Song Huai was the one who came to pick up Song Ruoxi. As soon as they entered the mountain gate, they left the servants behind, beat them up, ran to the courtyard, and shouted: "Sister! Sister, Huai'er is here, Huai'er is here to pick you up home!"

Song Ruoxi, who was embroidering in the room, was shocked by the shouting, and then the needle was stabbed by the hand. Ten fingers were connected to the heart, which hurt so much! While sucking her fingers, she would hurt her every time she came back.

Xiang Xiu followed behind and shook her head. She has been two years younger. Why is the second young master still chattering like this?

Song Huai entered the door quickly and almost ran into Song Ruoxi. Fortunately, he closed his feet in time, "Sister, why did you come out? He almost hit you."

"When I heard the sound, I will come out to greet you when I know you are here." Song Ruoxi looked at the boy in front of him, a little surprised. He had only been around for more than a year and had grown a lot taller and was already a handsome young man.

"Sister, Huai'er is here to pick you up home." Song Huai said excitedly.

"Okay." The smile on Song Ruoxi's face was a little bitter.

"Sister, let them clean up quickly and we will leave tomorrow." Song Huai said anxiously.

Song Ruoxi sighed: "Don't be so impatient, just take a few days off before leaving."

"No need to rest, it's better to leave early, so as not to let the old nun play tricks again."

"Huai'er, don't say that to my master." Song Ruoxi said with a stern face.

"Okay, okay, don't say it if you don't say it, sister, don't be angry." Song Huai hurriedly coaxed her.

Xiang Xiu smiled with her lips and said, "Girl, the young master has worked hard all the way. You should let the young master come in and sit, have a cup of tea, and take a rest!"

"Come in, why are you sweating all over?" Song Ruoxi threw the silk handkerchief in his hand to him, "Wipe quickly."

Song Huai was wiping his sweat randomly while grinning.

"Why are you the only one? Where are Zhu Mom and the others?" After waiting for a while, Zhu Yuan and others came, Song Ruoxi frowned and asked.

"They walked slowly, I came here, of course I was fast." Song Huaiyang was proud, picked up the tea cup and drank tea in big gulp.

Song Ruoxi smiled and shook her head, and was a little surprised at Song Huaihui's arrival, and asked, "How come the school is on vacation at this time?"

"Mr.'s mother is seriously ill, and he goes home to take care of the disease."

"It's a hot day, it's very hard to travel!" These days happened to be the sensation of autumn tigers, three more than midsummer. People were like being put into an oven and roasted. Song Ruoxi hid in the shade and was still very hot, not to mention those who were rushing to the scorching sun.

"It's not hard to pick up my sister home." Song Huaizhengyan said.

Song Ruoxi felt warm in his heart and asked, "How is your father and mother good?"

"My father and mother are in good health." Song Huai's eyes flashed, and he walked to Song Ruoxi and squatted down, looking at her with his face up, "Originally, my parents wanted to pick up my sister with Huai'er, but who knew that a few days ago, my aunt and cousin came to the house as a guest. My parents couldn't leave, so they couldn't come. Sister, don't be sad, it's not that my parents don't love you, but that they were dragged down by the matter."

Song Huai's anxious comfort made Song Ruoxi laugh and laughed out loud, "I'm not sad, I know my parents love me. Besides, I like Huai'er to pick me up."

"Really?" Song Huai's eyes were shiny.

Song Ruoxi nodded vigorously.

Song Huai grinned.

The brother and brother chatted for a while, and the panting Zhuyuan and Liu Siniang arrived. Behind them, there were two thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls. The four of them entered the door and kowtowed and bowed, "I... give it to...girl..."

"Don't be busy with salutes, get up and have a cup of tea to take a breath." Song Ruoxi said sympathetically.

"Thank you...girl." The four of them swallowed, trying to calm their breath.

After the four of them had enough breath, Zhuyuan asked the two girls to kneel in front of Song Ruoxi and said with a flattering smile: "Girl, this is the fragrant pattern around the wife, Xiangduo, the wife asked them to serve the girl."

"Xiangwen (Xiangduo) greets the girl, and I will be blessed." The two maids didn't call this name at first. Ji Yun knew that the maids around Song Ruoxi were called Xiangxiu Xiangcao, so she changed their names and gathered four incense.

"Get up, since you are the people around your wife, this rule must be excellent. You must learn some of the fragrant embroidered herbs. Don't embroidered herbs when you enter the mansion." Song Ruoxi picked up the girl's airs and spoke, making her feel extremely awkward, and her tongue almost couldn't turn around.

"Yes, girl." Xiang Xiu answered, and Vancao nodded.

At this time, the silkworm came in with a plate of freshly made pastry.

Zhu Yuan frowned slightly. Why is there another person around the girl? "Girl, who is this?"

"Canniang is the gentleman who invited me to teach me cooking skills and Nu Hong for me." Song Ruoxi was worried that Zhu Yuan would look down on Canniang, and would come to the mansion in the future. He talked about it in front of Ji Yun, so he deliberately said that Canniang's identity was higher and pointed out that it was Huijin's invitation. However, Canniang had taught her cooking skills, so this was not a lie.

Zhu Yuan smiled, "So it's a female gentleman!"

The silkworm said expressionlessly: "The girl is kind and kind, and she is grateful to her. She dares not take the position of sir."
To be continued...