On the afternoon of the 10th day of the twelfth lunar month, Song Huai's carriage stopped outside the mountain gate of Jinglian Temple. Zhuyuan and Liu Siniang had been very familiar with each other two or three times a year. When they walked in, they saluted the nun guarding the gate with a smile and said, "Hello, four masters, we are from the Song family, come to visit my girl."

The four guarding the mountain gate knew them, and after returning the courtesy, they took the group in without saying anything. Outside the courtyard where Song Ruoxi lived, Song Huai stepped in first and shouted, "Sister, sister."

Inside the house, Song Ruoxi was concentrating on embroidering his purse. When he was frightened by the shouting, the needle was pierced on his fingers, and he was so painful that he blew up. He frowned slightly and said unhappily: "Xiangxiu, go and see who is screaming."

Xiangxiu agreed to walk towards the door. As soon as she reached the door, she saw a young man wearing a colorful plate with colorful branches and satin patterns and round necklaces rushed in. She reached out to stop him, and heard Zhuyuan shouting behind her: "Second Master, run slowly, don't fall!"

Xiang Xiu was stunned for a moment, and her hand didn't reach over. Song Huai rushed in and saw Song Ruoxi sitting on the soft couch. His eyes lit up. He walked up to her and saluted respectfully, "Sister."

Song Ruoxi was confused for a moment. Looking at the beautiful boy who looked seventy-sixth of her appearance and called her sister, she immediately knew who he was. Her lips moved and squeezed out two words, "Brother?"

"Sister, Huai'er misses you so much!" Song Huai sat next to Song Ruoxi, pouting his mouth as if he was a child, and blinking his big eyes at her, "Sister, do you miss Huai'er?"

"Yes, I think." Song Ruoxi was not used to Song Huai getting so close, so he moved slightly to the other side, his expression a little stiff, "It's a cold day, the road is so far, how could Huai'er come?"

"Mom asked me to pick up my sister home." Song Huai said with a smile.

"Go home?" Song Ruoxi frowned. To be honest, she was used to being free in the temple. She really didn't want to go back so soon. "The master wouldn't agree."

"Sister, don't worry, I will definitely convince Master Shen Ni." Song Huai said confidently.

"The master is very stubborn, and it is not easy to convince her." Song Ruoxi didn't want him to convince Huijin at all.

"Sister, you have to have confidence in Huai'er." Song Huai pouted.

Zhuyuan and Liu Siniang entered the door and knelt down to salute Song Ruoxi, "I wish you a blessing to the girl, my daughter will be blessed."

"No need to be polite, get up!" Song Ruoxi pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled, "Mom Zhu, the wet nurse sits down and talks."

After Zhuyuan and Liu Siniang thanked her, they sat on the small wooden scepter. Vanilla served hot tea. Zhuyuan looked at her and frowned.

"Is the master and wife in good health?" Song Ruoxi asked with concern.

"The master and wife are in good health. The wife originally planned to come to pick up the girl home in person, but unfortunately, Prince Qi passed away suddenly. The wife wanted to go to pay condolences before she asked the second young master to pick up the girl home." Zhuyuan explained with a smile.

"Oh." Song Ruoxi nodded slightly, frowned slightly.

"Sister, how are your health?" Song Huai looked at Song Ruoxi's rosy cheeks and asked with concern.

"I'm in good health. I haven't suffered from cold and got sick this year, so I don't have to take those bitter medicines." Song Ruoxi smiled.

Song Huai smiled, "My sister is afraid of drinking bitter medicine, just like Huai'er."

Song Ruoxi is an only daughter and has no experience with her younger brothers and sisters. She asked with contemplation: "Huai'er, are you good at home? Are you careful in studying?"

"Sister, Huai'er is very well-behaved now. She studies hard and seeks progress." Song Huai patted her chest, "Sister, Huai'er will protect you."

"Okay." Song Ruoxi smiled.

"Sister, my elder brother brought Huai'er a few days ago a conversation parrot. It can speak and recite poems. Huai'er originally wanted to bring it to her to play, but the wet nurse said that when the master in the temple saw me, he would let me release it, so I didn't bring it. I would tease it when my sister's house goes to." Song Huai said with a smile.

"Okay." Song Huai and Song Ruoxi talked about interesting things at home and school, which made Song Ruoxi smile and feel warm. It was great to have relatives.

After chatting for a while, Song Ruoxi saw Song Huai’s tiredness and said, “Huai’er has worked hard all the way. I’ll go to see my master tomorrow. Today I will go to the lay Buddhist building to rest. I’ll send you there!”

"Sister, it's so cold outside. Don't go out to have a breath, I'll go there myself." Song Huai stood up and said.

"It's okay, I won't be cold if I put on the cloak." Song Ruoxi stood up and said.

Song Huai reached out to stop her and pouted, "Sister, Huai'er has grown up and is no longer a child, so she doesn't need to send her away."

Song Ruoxi was stunned and chuckled, "Okay, Huai'er has grown up and doesn't need her sister to take care of her."

"Sister, Huai'er is here first." Song Huai said goodbye in a regular manner.

"Mom Zhu, wet nurse, you guys come with the second young master." Song Ruoxi said.

"Yes, girl!" Zhuyuan and Liu Siniang stood up and saluted, and moved into the lay Buddhist building with Song Huai.

Song Ruoxi fell on the couch, frowning. This time Ji Yun made up her mind to pick her up. What should she do? She still has the mentality to face these strange relatives.

"Girl, what's wrong with you?" Xiang Xiu sent Song Huai and the others out of the door, turned back to the room, and saw Song Ruoxi looking dead, and asked with concern.

"Xiangxiu, I'm scared." Song Ruoxi said with a pout.

"Scared?" Xiang Xiu looked at Vanilla in confusion, and Vanilla shook her head.

"I'll go find my master." Song Ruoxi knew that as long as Huijin let go, she would have to go home. She must go back to the Song family, but it would be a year to delay.

"Master!" Song Ruoxi ran into the meditation room where Huijin was meditating and shouted pitifully.

Huijin opened her eyes and looked at her and asked, "Do you want to go back?"

"Master, I haven't learned my "Boenix Rule" well yet." Song Ruoxi sat down on the cushion beside Huijin, staring at Huijin with a gaze, implying that it was not whether she wanted to go back or not, but that she couldn't go back.

"How can you learn well if you don't study hard?"

"Master, it's not that I don't want to learn well, it's that I'm too stupid and can't learn well." Song Ruoxi pouted and made excuses, and in order not to go back, he would belittle himself.

"Jingchen, you are already twelve years old. The customs of the Fujian country are that women are discussing marriages before and after the hairpin. Master cannot keep you for too long. In the eleventh year of Defeng, you must go home. There is still more than a year left. You have to study hard to have enough self-protection ability to gain a foothold in this secular world." Hui Jin said earnestly.

"I understand, I will study hard." Song Ruoxi lowered his head and replied a little depressedly.

Huijin chanted the Buddha's name and said, "The Dharma is boundless, and the Bodhisattva will bless you."

"Instead of blessing me to return to the Song family smoothly, the Bodhisattva might as well perform the endless Buddhist teachings and let me return to my original time and space." Song Ruoxi curled his lips.

It's a cliché that Huijin lowered her eyelids and refused to answer Song Ruoxi's words.
Chapter completed!