If it is a relative, shouldn’t we help each other? Can I accept your kindness with peace of mind and feel that all this is worthy?”

She said something angrily.

He stood up and pointed at the mustard seed monk's nose and said:

"The senior brother changed later. He knew what I thought, so he no longer refused my desire to help, but you were still like that. The entire Nirvana Temple was suppressed by the thieves in Penglai, and you didn't say anything.

In this Lin'an city, if we don't come, would you die here with the old monk?

You have fulfilled your morality and repayed your kindness

Have you ever thought of me?

You thought, what should I do if you die?"

Qingqing became more and more excited as she spoke. Her eyes were red. The mustard monk lowered his head and could not see his expression. But when he saw him restless, he thought he would not be calm.

"I was adopted by my master since I was a child. I knew that I was an abandoned child in Suzhou, without any father or mother. Although I have been well protected by my master since I was a child, I was also well protected by Sister Yaoqin. I have not lived a hard life and I have never suffered any grievances.

But occasionally seeing parents accompanying their children to play in Suzhou City, they will feel a little yearning.

When I was a child, I was ignorant and often asked my master, why did my parents want me? Is it because I am not well-behaved? Or is it because I am not beautiful enough? Or is the family too poor?"

Qingqing took a deep breath and his voice calmed down.

She said:

"My master always wants to explain all kinds of explanations to swear by me. Over time, I don't ask anymore. Because of this fate, what can I do if I ask the reason?

Later, I went to the north with my master and met my senior brother.

There are more people at home. I really want to have an older brother, so I feel more comfortable. Those childhood problems were also left behind by me.

I don't think about where my parents are and whether they are still alive.

There was a while

Qingqing looked at the Mustard Monk, she walked forward and reached out to put her hand on the trembling hands of the Mustard Monk, and she said:

"For a while, I actually hated you very much. I hated you for leaving me alone, no matter how I asked, but as I grew up, I stopped hating you. I knew that life was helpless, and I also knew that the world was sinister.

I know you didn't leave me behind on purpose.

How could parents leave their children so cruelly?”

"father."

Qingqing called the Mustard Seed Monk for the first time with such a name.

This call made Mustard Monk unable to calm his mind any longer. He raised his head, and the muscles on the face of the Buddha and the evil ghost were constantly twitching, and his eyes were also flowing with tears.

This scene has been dreaming countless times since he was young and now. Every time he wakes up, he feels lost.

"I told you all this today, just to tell you that I don't blame you."

Qingqing raised her head and stroked the terrible scars on the mustard seed monk's face. The deep marks left by the old wounds seemed to explain to Qingqing what kind of nightmare his father had experienced back then.

"I won't blame you when I know that you didn't deliberately leave me and my mother. I know that your mood that night must be in a desperate situation. You would rather die than let me escape from the world."

Qingqing's tone also brought a crying voice, and big tears flowed down her eyes, she said:

"My idea is right. You and your mother love me. Like other children in the world, I was born from the love and blessings of my parents. God has been very nice to me.

At least I can see you with my own eyes and talk to you like this, so that I will not be separated from heaven and man forever.

I don't blame you anymore.

But from now on, if you have anything to do, you must tell me that we, father and daughter, face those together, no matter what the future is, we will face them together.

Don't say anything else that doesn't want to implicate me, your relatives shouldn't be so irritated, okay?"

"Um."

The host of Nirvana Temple and the mustard seed monk with extremely high Buddhist and martial arts skills, tears flowed in his heart at this moment, and he even said a complete sentence, but there was also a hint of relief and pride in his tears.

My daughter has grown up.

She grew up better and better than she dreamed of, and was not spoiled at all. She was like a towering tree that did not need protection and could stand proudly, facing the wind and rain without bowing her head.

She will definitely become a wise king, a good mother, a good parent, a hundred times or ten thousand times more qualified than herself.

A Ruo, have you seen it?

Our daughter, she has grown up.
Chapter completed!