Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

At the end of September, the weather suddenly turned cold, and the old nuns prepared to harvest the vegetables in the fields while chanting.

There is a piece of land behind the temple on the mountain, which is convenient for growing vegetables, but the harvest is not very good. The crops are either pecked by birds or eaten by wild animals.

They were probably quite smart, and they knew that the nuns would not hurt them, so they always ate with reckless abandon, and sometimes they would not even run away when they saw people.

Especially those hateful big-tailed mole rats that climb up trees. Other wild animals will run away when people come to chase them away, but it is different. Even if you drive it away, it will get angry and stand on the tree, screaming and picking things to throw at people.

If I get even angrier, I'll hang myself on a tree in front of you. I won't listen to any reason and will just throw a tantrum.

He's not very big, but I don't know why he has such a big temper.

The nuns didn't dare to provoke them, so the crops were damaged even more severely.

This made Jingchi very irritable every year when harvesting vegetables. Even a brave child like Pei didn't dare to go to the back to join in the fun when he saw her appearance.

Cheng Tianbao went to take a look, and came back amazed and said, "She has such a strong evil spirit. If she dies, she will definitely become a demon."

Pei Xiaohai felt sympathetic: "Who says she isn't? She looks like she's good at eating children."

As he was speaking, Pei Xiaohai suddenly heard a faint sound.

The sound of "dong dong, clang clang" was so lively, just like a wedding, and it was getting closer and the sound was getting clearer and clearer.

Then there was a knock on the door.

Little Pei lay on the door of the nunnery and looked out through the crack. A group of people came outside, carrying many things and tied with red silk. He didn't know who they came to marry.

Pei Xiaohai didn't want to get married, so she ran to the back and asked:

"Master, who among you is getting married?"

Three old nuns: ...

Cheng Tianbao opened his mouth: "Actually... I don't think it's them..."

It would damage his reputation. Jingchi dropped the carrot in his hand and rushed towards her: "Do you want to be beaten?"

Luckily, Jinghui and Jingneng also heard the unusual noise and grabbed her in time. Little Pei shuddered and ran away, complaining a little: "It's okay that I don't have a meal, but why did she hit me?"

Cheng Tianbao looked at her coldly. No matter how she was beaten, she was not wronged. But he didn't want to quarrel with her so he didn't say anything.

Three old nuns went to answer the door, and Pei Xiaohai and the dog followed stealthily behind.

The people who came were actually the two elders of the Qian family and Qian Daniu who had regained his human form.

The two old donors bowed to the old nuns and asked Qian Daniu to thank Pei Xiaoniu.

Qian Daniu was also very honest. He lifted up his clothes and knelt down. Pei Xiaohai was still leaning over to look at them when he knocked his head down, and it made a very loud sound.

Jingchi was quick to grab Pei and put him aside.

Jingneng stepped forward to forcefully support Qian Daniu, grabbed his arm and pulled him up, wiping the mud off his hands.

Jinghui hurriedly said, "Please stand up quickly, benefactor. I am a young disciple and cannot bear such a generous gift from you."

It's strange that his life was shortened. Jingchi was hoping that little Pei would live longer and guard the nunnery on the mountain.

It doesn't matter if he has two heads. Jinghui was afraid that he would be too polite and arouse suspicion, and then expose Pei Xiaohai's secret.

Qian Daniu smiled innocently: "I deserve it, I deserve it. If it weren't for the young master's rescue, I would have kowtowed and begged for mercy but I would have died."

"It's just to show you the way. It's really timely that Mr. Qian came to me in the dream."

Jinghui told a lie.

Pei Xiaohai looked at her with wide eyes, but Jingchi covered his face and mouth.

Donor Qian tried to smooth things over: "Well, we should thank you very much. If it weren't for the young master telling us the truth, how would we know that the big cow was trapped in the mountains?"

The Qian family was sincerely grateful to Pei Xiaohai, but because they had to keep the secret for her, they didn't want to be too public about it.

So I only prepared a thank-you gift on the surface.

The two elders of the Qian family asked someone to put the big thing that had been lifted up with great difficulty upright in the yard, and asked Pei Xiaohai to pull the red cloth covering it.

The three old nuns had already guessed something.

Jingchi could not hide his excitement, and Jingneng showed a look of joy.

Jinghui also smiled and pushed his disciple's shoulder: "Amitabha, kid, go."

Only little Pei didn't understand what was going on. He confusedly pulled off the red cloth, looked up, and exclaimed in surprise, "It's Yinggu!"

Very new baby girl!

The Qian family had the stone statue hurriedly made and delivered to the mountain before winter. Although it was not a golden statue, it was still very good.

The statues of the Infant Girl in the main hall were all cracked and the color on them had almost faded. When the new Infant Girl was brought in, it seemed as if the whole hall had become new.

It wasn't just like it was new, it was indeed new, because the Qian family also brought new altars, cushions, window paper and other things to replace them.

Old Madam Qian said, "Please forgive the three nuns and the young master. It's not that we don't keep our word. It's cold today, so it's not convenient to start the construction. We will definitely hire someone to rebuild your nunnery next year."

Jingchi was even happier. Jingneng paused his smile and looked at his senior sister.

Jinghui: "Donors, there's no need to do this. As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. This is already excellent, and there's really no need to ask for repayment."

Jinghui also refused to accept the gold and silver that the Qian family gave him secretly.

Pei Xiaozi naturally listens to his master...

No wonder!

"I can't even touch it," Pei Xiao was so upset. The gold and silver that were about to be in his hands were about to fly away. He stretched out his arms anxiously to reach for it, "I want to touch it, let me touch it, I just want to touch it..."

So embarrassing.

"Child!"

Jingchi, who also wanted to touch her, secretly glared at her, especially fiercely.

Little Pei wiped her tears and fell into her arms. She waved her hand at the old donor who was stuffing a gold ingot into her hand, and murmured with a dead heart:

"Forget it, I don't want it. I won't touch it. If I don't touch it, then don't touch it... woo..."

Little Pei covered his mouth and cried, pointing to his chest and said to Jingchi,

"Master, I feel a little uncomfortable here."

Jingchi thought with tears in his eyes: Who wouldn't? This money is enough to renovate the temple and build two more side halls.

"Don't feel uncomfortable." She said stiffly, "They are all external things."

Pei Xiaohai choked up a little: "I really like material possessions."

The corners of Jinghui's mouth twitched slightly, but Jingneng kept smiling and pretended not to hear.

The Qian family was a little embarrassed and looked at each other.

Donor Qian coughed twice, pointed to another larger box, and began to talk about something else: "Also, we prepared some incense, candles, and paper money for the little ghost fairy to show our gratitude. This time we also wanted to ask about the little ghost fairy's date of birth and death so that my son can enshrine a tablet at home and worship him from time to time."

Cheng Tianbao had been feeling depressed and sulking for a long time. He was finally happy to hear that there was finally something for him to do:

"They still have some conscience, but I don't remember the years now."

Cheng Tianbao scratched his head in distress:

"I think I was born in July, so I'll ask them to write one. I can leave a mark on the memorial tablet later."

Pei Xiaohai conveyed the message and then continued to be sad. The Qian family agreed immediately, and that was the end of the matter.

When Jinghui asked about what happened after that day, the Qian family spoke with lingering fear.

"Thanks to the River God..."