The temple was filled with people, and there were good men and believers who prayed to God and Buddha everywhere.

The spiral of Buddha blocks the disputes in the outside world.

No wonder the ancients had the idea of ​​always accompanying the ancient Buddha in the green lamp.

After burning the incense paper, he knelt in front of the Buddha and kowtowed sincerely several times.

Seeing that she was so serious, Fu Lanshen also became serious.

After worshiping the Bodhisattva, the two walked out of the Main Hall.

Seeing that Mu Qingli was about to walk out of the temple gate, Fu Lanshen grabbed Mu Qingli's sleeve.

"What's wrong?" Mu Qingli looked back in confusion.

"We still have one place we haven't visited." Fu Lanshen continued.

"Where?" Mu Qingli said in confusion.

"The Moon Palace."

"Moon Old Palace?" Mu Qingli was surprised.

Why did she go to Yue Lao Palace, a little fairy who is only eighteen years old and never marry for life?

Isn’t Yue Lao Palace a place to seek marriage?

"I've come here, let's go and have a say in my wish." Fu Lanshen took Mu Qingli's hand and walked towards Yue Lao Palace, not giving her any chance to refuse.

Until the Yue Lao Palace, Mu Qingli was covered in a confused face.

But Fu Lanshen not only paid homage to the Yue Lao seriously, but also knelt on the cushion with a pious face and begged for a signature.

Mu Qingli was shocked by seeing it.

During the process of picking up the signature, Mu Qingli whispered: "Don't you dislike women?"

"If you don't like women, you don't deserve to have a marriage?" Fu Lanshen asked with his eyes down.

Forehead.

Now it's Mu Qingli's turn to have nothing to say.

Because Fu Lanshen’s words are quite reasonable.

If you don't like women, he can also like men...

It’s a good marriage to be together...

After a while, the sign-in agent handed the signature to Fu Lanshen, "Congratulations, sir, you are the one who signed the signature."

"Thank you." Fu Lanshen smiled rarely, put a red envelope out of his pocket and handed it to the signer, "Happy New Year."

The thick red envelope made the signer laugh so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes. "Thank you, sir, I wish you a long life with this beautiful lady and you will have a baby soon."

Those who came to this Yue Lao Palace were either pairs of couples or singles, so the sign-in subconsciously regarded Mu Qingli and Fu Lanshen as a couple, and the two of them looked very similar.

The sign-in person has been in Yue Lao Palace for decades. This is the first time I have seen a couple like Mu Qingli and Fu Lanshen.

Upon hearing this, Mu Qingli was about to explain, but Fu Lanshen spoke first and said, "I'll lend you auspicious words."

After saying that, he pulled Mu Qingli away.

Walking out of the Yue Lao Palace, Mu Qingli said speechlessly: "Why didn't you let me explain just now?"

Fu Lanshen said slowly and asked back, "Are you very idle now?"

"Not idle." She was still waiting to go shopping. The temple fair on New Year's Eve was very lively, and there was only one such temple fair a year.

Fu Lanshen continued: "Since you are not idle, why waste your talk with a stranger?"

Mu Qingli: "..." She always feels something is wrong, but she can't remember what is wrong...

The two came to the bustling streets.

People come and go here, and both sides of the road are full of hawkers selling goods.

Going further forward, there is a food street.

Fried skewers, stinky tofu, teppanyaki, and all kinds of flavors are mixed together, making people unable to stop.

Although Mu Qingli had eaten at home, she couldn't help but walk over there.

Fu Lanshen followed her leisurely.

Passing by a stall selling candied haws, Mu Qingli stopped and turned to look at Fu Lanshen, "Old Fu, do you still have cash?"

"Yes." Fu Lanshen directly handed her the wallet.

Mu Qingli didn't be polite to him. She took the wallet, pulled out a ten-yuan piece from it, walked to the candied haws stall, and said sweetly: "Grandpa, give me two candied haws."

The old man who sells candied haws is obviously older, and his hair and beard are gray. The old man trembled with the ten yuan handed over by Mu Qingli and handed her two strings of candied haws, "Little girl, happy New Year."

It is precisely because this old man is very old that Mu Qingli chooses to give him cash.

Because older people generally don’t know how to play with their mobile phones, and the old man’s collection of payments is a fashionable young man on the WeChat picture.

The old man is so old that no matter how filial the children in the family are, they will not let him set up a stall on a day like New Year's 300.

Happy families are similar, while unfortunate families have their own misfortunes.

In this world, there are too many unknown sadness.

"Thank you grandpa." Mu Qingli took the candied haws with both hands and handed them to Fu Lanshen.

He is a big man, how does he look like holding a candied haw in his hand? Fu Lanshen looked at the candied haws handed over, and was stunned for a moment, but finally reached out to take it.

"Eat it, this one is delicious." Mu Qingli tore open the packaging and bite half of the candied haws.

Fu Lanshen's tone was slow, "Save it for you to eat."

"It's not something I didn't have in the famine era," Mu Qingli reached out to help Fu Lanshen remove the candy haws on his hand. "Eat it, you don't have to bear it. We'll buy it after eating."

Fu Lanshen: "..." I thank you.

Under Mu Qingli's expectant eyes, Fu Lanshen still took a bite of the candied haws.

No sourness.

Sweet and greasy.

It's really too sweet...

Very unpalatable.

"Is it delicious?" Mu Qingli ate most of the string of candied haws in an instant, and looked up at Fu Lanshen.

"It's delicious." Fu Lan said deeply and felt wrong.

So, on the way back, Mu Qingli bought more than ten skewers of candied haws and distributed them to Fu Lanshen for seven skewers. The remaining skewers were taken back and shared with others for food.

"I can't eat so much by myself." Fu Lanshen refused politely.

He has never eaten sweets, and eating a bunch of them is already the limit.

He stuffed seven strings at once, who could withstand this?

Mu Qingli smiled and said, "If you can't finish eating, you can share it with others. Anyway, your family has a lot of people, so you won't have to worry about not finishing it."

It turned out that he didn't let him finish it all alone. After hearing this, Fu Lanshen instantly relaxed a lot. He casually placed the candied haws on the shelf next to him, and then said, "It's still early, why don't you go to my house to play for a while?"

Mu Qingli yawned, "I'm going home to sleep, I'm so sleepy."

"Okay, then I'll take you home."

Mu Qingli did not answer again, but leaned on the back of the chair and fell asleep with her eyes narrowed.

Thirty minutes later, the car was parked in front of a luxurious villa.

Fu Lanshen originally wanted Mu Qingli to sleep more, but at this time, a harsh call ringtone suddenly rang in the carriage.

Mu Qingli was awakened by the call, and quickly reacted. He reached out to take out his phone from his pocket. When he saw the call notes on the phone screen, his sleepy sleepiness instantly woke up a few minutes.

"Hey, Situ." Mu Qingli signaled Fu Lanshen with her eyes, and opened the car door and got out of the car.

Situ?

Fu Lanshen squinted his eyes calmly.

Why does he feel that this title is full of crisis?

The next second, Fu Lanshen called Mu Qingli, "Lili."

"Situ, wait a moment." Mu Qingli turned his eyes and looked at Fu Lanshen in confusion.

Fu Lanshen leaned slightly, opened his thin lips lightly, "Your clothes zipper is not pulled." He fell down, and he reached out to help Mu Qingli zipper the down jacket.

His voice was not loud or small, but it was just heard by Situ Jingliang on the other end of the screen.

Situ Jingliang's eyes dimmed for a moment.

Although he was ready and there were other people around her, he still couldn't accept it at this time.

My heart was so depressed that it hurt like my heart was pinched.
To be continued...