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The people in the inn were cleared, and Jueyuan looked at the boss's wife and the shopkeeper of Yaxing.

The two of them were just concerned about laughing, and Jueyuan had to say, "Please avoid it, you two! Remember not to talk nonsense."

The two of them just woke up and went out busy.

Jueyuan was guarding the door and watched Yin Kong go upstairs step by step.

It was just past Chen, and the sun shone from the east, shiny red and joyful.

Yin Kong walked to the door of Room No. 3, and his heart stopped beating.

It was quiet inside, and he raised his hand and gently knocked on the door. After a while, someone asked inside, "Who?"

The voice was a little dull, and it was obvious that he had just woken up.

After Yin Kong heard this, he could no longer hold back his tears. He would never hear that person's voice wrong.

"Who is outside?" The person inside stood up, as if he was tidying up his clothes.

Yin Kong's throat was choked and he couldn't make any sound. He could only knock on the door again, and his tears were flowing even more and more violently.

The door finally opened. Su Haoyi was wearing a yellow and white cotton silk robe, tilted her sleeping shoes, and her hair was lazily tied behind her head without applying makeup, and she was sleepy between her eyebrows and eyes.

With four eyes facing each other, the two seemed to have been lit.

Yin Kong couldn't move, and even the sound could not be heard. He stood outside the door, only tears kept flowing.

Su Haoyi reached out and put it on Yin Kong's face, unable to say anything.

Yin Kong's heart still hurts, it is the kind of perceptual pain that is scattered and scattered.

Su Haoyi reached out and pulled him in, and his voice was trembling loudly: "It's cold outside, come in and talk."

At this moment, Yin Kong seemed to be turning around and carefully reached out his hand. He first held Su Haoyi's hand, and then pulled her into his arms bit by bit, fearing that she would disappear if she was too strong.

"You are not in line with the behavior of monks like this." Su teased him with kindness: "Where is the Qing rules and precepts? Master Yin Kong."

"I'm not Yin Kong, I'm your Lantai." He became a monk for Su's good intentions. Now that she is back, there is no need to mention this Dharma name.

Su Haoyi was locked in his arms by him and almost died.

"You let go of me, don't you look at the child?" Su Haoyi pushed him gently.

Only then did Sima Lantai remember that there were still children, and reluctantly let go of Su Haoyi.

Su Haoyi wiped his tears and led him to the edge of the bed. Half of the bed tent was hung up, and a little baby fell asleep quietly on the inside.

Sima Lantai held his breath and knelt down, looking at the child like he was watching the living Buddha.

Her hair was dark, soft and smooth, even if she was asleep, she would not mess up. There was a thread-woven rabbit next to the pillow, which was very similar to the one Su Liangyi gave him that year.

Her face was round and her forehead was a little exaggerated. Before the child could fully grow, there were some things that were different from ordinary people.

The eyelashes are thick, dark and dense, and when they reach the end, they are raised high, and they are so confident.

The small nose and mouth are as delicate as if carefully pinched by the most skillful pastry chef.

She slept so well, her small breasts slumped together, and even her breathing was sweet.

Two little hands were placed in front of her, and her round fingertips were pink.

"What's her name?" Sima Lantai stretched out his hand carefully and shook uncontrollably. He only dared to touch the child's hair gently. The soft and cool touch made his heart melt.

"Su Shiyun," Su told him kindly: "Let's go back and change her last name."

"No," Sima Lantai said, "It's good to take your surname."

The two of them were very close and spoke very carefully, for fear of disturbing the child.

"Which was she born?" Sima Lantai asked.

"The third day of the third month is one day later than my birthday." Su said kindly and tucked his daughter in another quilt.

"You've suffered." I didn't even dare to ask in detail about the reason. How did Su Haoyi come here over the years?

"I'll tell you in detail later," Su Haoyi knew what he was thinking: "How could you have had a good time?"

At this time, the child moved and turned his face to the inside. He could only see half of the round face and the end of his eyes, and even the tip of his nose.

"This child is lazy. He has to sleep until the sun is shining his butt every day." Su Haoyi couldn't help laughing: "When he wakes up, he has to eat fresh shrimp porridge and crab roe steamed buns from Grandma Chen's house."

"How long will she sleep? I'll buy it for her." Sima Lantai stood up.

"How do you do this?" Su stopped him with kindness: "I'll go!"

But Sima Lantai was obviously worried and couldn't bear to say anything else.

"What are you afraid of? It's blue and white." Su smiled kindly and comforted him: "You are a monk now, so it's not good to buy these foods with meat."

"I'll go back to the secular world later." Sima Lantai hurriedly said, "Master will not make things difficult for me."

"The future is long, so there is no need to rush for a moment." Su said kindly: "We won't leave, just wait for you."

In this ordinary way, Sima Lantai sounds more expensive than anything else.

After so many years, he thought Su Haoyi was no longer alive. Who would have thought that she was still alive and even gave birth to their children and raised them.

"You are here with her. If you wake up, feed her some warm water," Su reminded kindly: "You can't give her candy."

When she got dressed neatly, she saw Mo Tong, who was also dressed as a monk.

When Mo Tong saw her, he couldn't help but kneel down, asked An, and then covered his face and started crying.

"Get up quickly," Su quickly helped him: "Thank you for your hard work over the years."

"I don't have any hardships, but it's our son and you who are suffering." Mo Tong said while crying: "It's so good now! God opened his eyes!"

"Yes, I can survive it, so I can save some tears!" Su said to Mo Tong with a good smile: "You haven't lost your certificate? You have to take it back when you return to secular life! Mo Tong then touched his bald head and smiled foolishly.

When Su Haoyi bought breakfast for his mother and two, he saw that his daughter had woken up and sat in Sima Lantai's arms wearing white silk clothes, rubbing his eyes and eating candy.

"Didn't you say don't give her candy?" Su Haoyi looked at Sima Lantai with a slight angrily.

"Just one," Sima Lantai had no principles in front of his daughter: "I have drunk warm water."

"She's throat is a little tight these two days!" Su Haoyi said while placing breakfast on the table: "This child has a hot and poisonous baby and loves to eat shrimps and crabs."

"It's okay, just take care of yourself." Sima Lantai said, picking up his daughter's hand and kissing him again.

"Su Shiyun, do you still want to go back to your uncle's house?" Su asked his daughter with kindness.

The child shook his head and even went into Sima Lantai's arms: "I don't want my uncle anymore, I have this."

The "this" she said naturally refers to Sima Lantai.

"Okay, I cried before going to bed last night and said I missed my uncle!" Su nicely shaved her nose and embarrassed her: "You are a little heartless."

"Is this my dad?" Su Shiyun asked her mother.

"Who told you?" Su Haoyi looked at Sima Lantai and asked.
Chapter completed!