Seeing this, Ji Mu slowly calmed down.

Indeed, just like Miss said, it wasn't the Ji family who did the wrong thing, so there was no need for her to be stunned!

Now, I'm afraid that the family in front of me is the most aggrieved!

Ji's mother finally returned to the kind and peaceful smile on her face, she held Ji Wanyi and walked all the way forward, nodding and smiling at everyone, and when she met someone who looked poor, she would also let the people around her give out good silver, compared to Mrs. Su who had a cold face and looked like a dead father and mother in front of her, I don't know how many times more dignified and kind.

The gap is too obvious, but anyone who knows the idea of the Su family and the Ji family can't help but mutter.

The voices of the people around them were very small, and Mrs. Su and Su Ningxin, who were surrounded by a group of subordinates in the center, couldn't hear what they were talking about at all.

But this does not prevent the mother and daughter of the Su family from thinking about it.

They looked at the open and closed mouths, and felt as if someone was casting a spell, disturbing them.

"Let's go!" Mrs. Su frowned deeply and urged.

The Su family and his entourage seemed to be chasing after them by someone.

And the Ji family, because from time to time to chat with the surrounding pilgrims or give some money, the speed is not fast.

By the time Ji Wanyi, Ji Mu and the others entered the main hall of the temple, the Su family could no longer see anyone.

You're pretty quick to hide!

Ji Wanyi and Ji Mu looked at each other and smiled.

"Amitabha", a monk with kind eyebrows and white eyes, as white and fat as a big steamed bun just out of the pot, walked over with his hands folded. "The two donors, the poor monk is polite."

Ji Wanyi's mouth twitched, and she almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

There is no other reason, what the monk said reminded her of a story she saw in the book some time ago.

In the story, the poor scholar who wanted to climb the high branches and was quite scheming did not hesitate to pretend to be a monk and follow the young lady to the temple in order to get close to the daughter of the official. ”

Ji Mu naturally didn't see it, and hurriedly returned the salute with the monk.

Ji Wanyi didn't make it too obvious, and returned the salute.

"I wonder what you have to teach you, Master?" Ji Mu asked.

The poor monk looked at it from afar, and seemed to see a strong sense of nobility, specially

Come and have a look. The monk smiled.

When Ji Mu heard this, she hurriedly asked, "Oh? So, Master, where do you find out where the extravagance comes from? ”

"It turned out to be from two donors. Both are blessed men. Amitabha"

The monk said the Buddha again.

"Really? That's just great! Thank you Master Jiyan, the believer will definitely donate more incense money to Guibao Temple! "Ji Mu is very popular.

"Thank you, donor." The monk leaned over slightly and bowed.

Ji Wanyi smiled and stopped talking.

What does she think, how does she feel...... This monk came to plug in this bar to make money!

With so many pilgrims coming and going around, she and Ji's mother's clothes are not the most luxurious, extravagant things...... He was embarrassed to say it!

I'm afraid that what this monk saw wasn't the smoke coming out of the incense burning, right?

The monk smiled and left.

Ji Wanyi pulled Ji's mother into the corner and asked in a low voice, "Auntie, how much are you going to donate?" ”

Ji's mother asked tentatively: "How about donating a hundred taels?" ”

The Ji family has its own industry, and one hundred taels of sesame oil can still be taken out.

But in a place like Xijiao County, although a hundred taels of sesame oil is not the top, it is a lot.

Even if you really want to donate money, it should be someone who asks for it to come and donate money, Ji Wanyi brought Ji's mother over today...... It's just for a vegetarian meal.

A vegetarian meal of one hundred taels and one meal...... Who can withstand this?

"Auntie, isn't it a little too much?" Ji Wanyi said as she looked around to prevent someone like a monk from suddenly approaching and overhearing their conversation.

Ji Mu said: "It seems to be a little bit, but ...... The master said, we are blessed, and it doesn't hurt to donate a little more. ”

Although Ji's mother is not the kind of strong and shrewd person on weekdays, she is not stupid, the entire Ji family is well organized by her, and it stands to reason that she should not be fooled by a monk in a few words with a few words that are not distracted at all.

What's going on today?

"Auntie, the extravagance doesn't come out of the kitchen when the pot is cooked, how can you see it?" Seeing that another monk walked towards the other pilgrims again, Ji Wanyi thought for a while and said, "Let's wait a little longer and see what the other monks have to say!" ”

Ji Wanyi was right

It's not for nothing.

Although Ji Mu believes in the gods, she does not believe without a bottom line.

She nodded, pretending to worship the other Buddha statues in the main hall, and walked towards a nearby monk who was talking to the pilgrims.

I only heard the monk say: "This benefactor is a blessed and blessed person, but he is just ......"

"Just what?" The pilgrim hurriedly asked.

"It's just that most of the time there will be some minor disasters and diseases, and if they can't be resolved, I'm afraid that we will have to suffer some hardships." The monk was indifferent. It seems that he is only responsible for mentioning points, and other things have nothing to do with him.

"How can I resolve that?" The pilgrims were in a hurry.

"My Buddha is merciful, and I hope that the donor will worship the Buddha sincerely, and the Buddha will help the donor."

"Sincerity is spirituality...... Yes, yes, master, I want to donate some sesame oil money, I wonder if it will be useful? ”

The monk frowned slightly: "Amitabha, the donor is willing to give, which is naturally useful, but it still needs to be sincere and sincere, otherwise, even if you donate, it may not be effective." ”

Ji Wanyi quietly turned Ji Mu's arm, her face full of ridicule.

Ji Mu glanced at Ji Wanyi, and her heart was complicated.

She's not stupid, so she can see something wrong.

Ji Mu went to worship with Ji Wanyi in front of other Buddha statues...... By the way, eavesdropping.

Then I found that these monks who came and went, only when they met pilgrims who looked like rich people, would they say some unseen and untouchable extravagance or calamity, and persuade them to find a way to resolve it.

In the face of those ordinary people who have nothing to do at first glance, although they are still kind-faced, they only answer when they ask a question, and as for any blessings and luxury, they don't mention it at all!

Ji Mu really believed Ji Wanyi's words now.

"Shall we go to the backyard?" Ji Mu proposed.

After knowing what the monks in the front hall had in mind, Ji's mother also put out her thoughts and instructed the maids beside her: "You take five taels of silver and send it to make sesame oil money." ”

"Mother, wait." Ji Wanyi stopped the maid beside Ji's mother.

"Let's come all the way here, we haven't eaten yet, and it's not too late to give it when it's time to eat!"

Ji Mu looked at Ji Wanyi, opened her mouth, and her mood became more complicated.