After the divorce, the pregnant belly was discovered by the ex-husband

Zhao Youyou looked at her mother, who was covering her chest and shaking her head, looking like she had lost all hope in life. She grinned, "Mom, guess who he is?"

Huiwu: “…” Didn’t you promise to keep it a secret for him?

Chen Ran looked at Hui Wu carefully and shook her head, "Who is he? He's just a little monk."

Zhao Youyou waved away the extra people and looked at Huiwu with a smile, "Do you want to say it yourself or do you want me to say it?"

Huiwu was suffocated and took a deep breath, "Mrs. Zhao San, I am Huiwu."

Chen Ran, "..."

Zhao Youyou just wanted to see how her mother would react when she knew the person in front of her. Maybe she would open her mouth wide or scream. The result was something no one expected.

Chen Ran slapped Hui Wu's bald head and said, "Little monk, you actually tricked my daughter. I have to talk to your host.

What are you doing? The six senses of a monk are not pure. He is not reciting sutras but playing with little girls. We need to investigate what this monk did before he became a monk. Are there any bad-minded bandits who have infiltrated the monks’ group? "

Chen Ran turned around and left angrily. She wanted to call the abbot and tell people with bad intentions to be expelled from the temple.

Everyone, "..."

Before Zhao Youyou could grab Chen Ran, she couldn't even see her biological mother.

Huiwu rolled his eyes and sat down on the chair without any image. Whatever you want to do! He was in a mess.

"Sister, sister, is it okay that our mom hit Master Huiwu's bald head?!" Zhao Zhuocheng pulled Zhao Youyou's sleeve and said in a low voice.

Zhao Youyou, "...Oh, no, are you okay? Master is very generous, he shouldn't care about it, right!?"

In fact, she was a little worried. She wasn't worried about whether Huiwu would be angry, but if her mother knew that the little monk was the real Huiwu and patted Huiwu on the forehead, then, how would her mother react? Hahahahaha...

In a short while, Chen Ran came with the abbot. Chen Ran was furious and the abbot's face turned ashen.

Just now, the third wife of the Zhao family came to complain, saying that there was a monk with improper thoughts in their temple who even molested Miss Zhao Liu.

What you fear will come true. We have held several meetings and given warnings, but there are still people who are still ruthless. We must pay close attention to ideological education, and pay close attention to it! The chairperson decided that we should have another collective study session tonight, and we should carry out mutual exposure, no, mutual supervision, and self-criticism.

Also, we have to find a way to send these great gods of the Zhao family away. How can they stay in the temple for a long time? The main thing is that Miss Zhao Liu, if she looks like that, won’t this test all the monks in the temple? There are all kinds of birds in a big forest. With so many monks in the temple, there must be some who are not determined.

But how can I get rid of this family? Well, I don't want to return the money. Thinking of this, I hate the guy who caused the trouble even more.

This monk should be fired! Monks who affect the temple's income are not good monks.

When the host looked at his uncle sitting there with a gloomy face, he said, "..."

The host was dazed and confused. Who did he see? Not his uncle. No, he must have been dazzled by anger.

He shook his head and pinched himself, closing his eyes and opening them again. It was still his uncle. That was right, but how should he react? Scold his uncle? Wouldn't that be a betrayal? No matter? He looked at the murderous look in Mrs. Zhao's eyes, and he felt very embarrassed.

No, uncle, what on earth did you do?

"Ahem, um, Mrs. Zhao, let's listen to what my disciples have to say. After all, before sentencing, the prisoner should be allowed to argue, no, to defend himself, right?" He must give his uncle a chance to argue, and not let Mrs. Zhao lead him by the nose. We must take the initiative to seize the initiative, so as to achieve the goal of not returning the money. Of course, it would be better if we could get more, after all, there are more monks than dormitories now!

"Host, you are not suspecting that I am lying, are you?" Chen Ran tactfully complained, saying only that the little monk was getting close to her daughter, but not molesting her. Her daughter's reputation was more important. But the host should understand what she meant, after all, a fool cannot be a host, and he is a money-loving host.

"..."

"Yun Xin, stop pretending. I've been exposed." Hui Wu waved his hands helplessly.

Yun Xin, the presiding abbot, almost dropped his jaw to the ground. He subconsciously looked at the mother and her two children in shock.

There was nothing unusual about Long Fengtai. He just looked like he was watching the fun. It seemed that he already knew the identity of his uncle-master.

Chen Ran's mouth was big enough to hold an egg, and her eyes were full of excitement. Sometimes they turned black, sometimes red, and she shivered when she saw Hui Wu touching his bald head.

Yun Xin, who had just thought about not returning the money and even asking for alms, had no more extravagant hopes. It was good enough that she didn't have to pay for it. If she used the fake death of her uncle to control Chongguang Temple, it might be a lifetime. Ah... Yun Xin's heart was already screaming like a groundhog, but her face returned to a calm expression, "Amitabha, female donor, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

Misunderstanding your mother! Fake death actually said it was a misunderstanding, believe it or not, let you misunderstand more? Chen Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to curse.

"Master, you are fine and getting younger and younger. Why do you want to pretend to be dead? It's unbelievable." Chen Ran's mouth twitched a few times, and he didn't quite understand.

"Master uncle naturally has his own difficulties. Mrs. Zhao, can you keep it a secret for our temple? After all, it is of great importance. If something goes wrong, this thousand-year-old temple will be destroyed. Please be merciful and show mercy. Our temple will chant sutras and pray for your family all year round..." Yun was very tired. For the sake of master uncle and Chongguang Temple, he had to beg humbly!

"Wait, what do you mean by chanting sutras and praying for blessings? I heard that sutras are only chanted for the dead?" Chen Ran seldom goes to temples, so she doesn't understand much. She only knows about chanting sutras for the salvation of souls. So to her, chanting sutras and praying for blessings = chanting sutras for the salvation of souls.

"Well, then, if you have any requests, feel free to ask. But I think you are a kind person with a good heart, and you will not make things difficult for us monks."

Haha, you are worthy of being the host, saying this. Chen Ran's mouth twitched again, "Well, I am a woman, let's wait until my man comes back, we can talk about it in the evening."

"Okay, okay, thank you Mrs. Zhao, then we will..." Yun Xin was immediately happy. When she returned, she would ask her uncle to go out and hide. She would not admit that she had faked her death and she did not believe that the Zhao family could do anything to Chongguang Temple.

"You go and do your work! Master Huiwu will stay as a guest." However, Chen Ran was no less cunning than him. He sent away those who should leave and kept those who should stay. His arrangements were very clear.

Yun Xin, "..."

Huiwu, "...Mrs. Zhao, I will not run away. If I run away, Miss Zhao Liu will not let me go." This is really a sad story.

Yun Xin looked at the dejected look of her master's uncle, and wondered what Miss Zhao had done to her master's uncle. She was curious, really.