Song Jingyi looked at the words on the paper, each one was immature, and every stroke was neatly written. She looked at her son's happy little face and praised: "Xiaoyou is smart, these words are very well written!" ”

She took his little hand and asked, "How are you doing here these days?" What do you do every day? Tell your mother! ”

"Okay." He nodded in response, told her about his daily life, and finally, said, "Mother, you don't have to worry about me, I'm very good here, Shizun is very good to me, and everyone is very good to me." ”

Hearing this, Song Jingyi showed a gentle smile: "My mother knows, my mother just wants to come to see you and send you some things, but the things I bought for you last time are not complete, and the weather will be cold in a few days, and my mother is worried that you will not have winter clothes to wear, so I brought you some." ”

After all, she came quietly, and she didn't want to alarm others, so after seeing that her son was all right, she gave him the things she brought, and said: "Xiaoyou, my mother can't stay too long, my mother has to go down the mountain, you obediently listen to your master's words, practice hard, and my mother will come to see you in the future." ”

"Okay." He nodded and followed her out of the yard, but she didn't let him send it, let him go back and continue to practice calligraphy, and left by himself.

After watching his mother leave, Song Tianyou didn't have the heart to practice calligraphy, and he said to the tiger beast on the side: "Dabai, I went to find Master Kong, and I'll come back later." ”

When Da Bai heard this, he found the empty space and was in this apse, and nothing would happen, so he nodded and said, "Then I'll go to the back mountain to hunt." As soon as the voice fell, the figure sprang out.

Naturally, it is impossible for the people in the temple to provide it with meat, so its food has to be caught by itself, and the back mountain is where it eats.

Song Jingyi thought that if she came to the temple to see her son quietly, others would not know, after all, she didn't stay for a long time, she just sent him some clothes or something, and left after a conversation, and it definitely wouldn't bring any trouble and danger to his son.

But unbeknownst to her, someone quietly followed behind her, seeing everything from a distance, and then quietly left.

Ke family

"What do you say? Is that kid still alive? Song Jingyi, that woman, actually found the child? The man in the study was shocked and surprised when he heard the report.

"Yes, the head of the family, the news came back that the child is now in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple." The man on one knee reported it.

"The Song family actually sent my son to be a monk? How dare they! ”

The man in Chinese clothes said in a gloomy voice, he had no children under his knees, his only child was lost back then, and he never found it, and later even divorced Song Jingyi because of the child.

When the kneeling man heard him call his son, he asked, "Master of the family, do you want to send someone to bring the young master back?" "When the words came out, he had changed his words to the young master.

"How can the bloodline of my Ke family be left outside? Or do you want to be a monk? Hum! Naturally, I have to take it back! He said in a calm voice, stomping through the study, thinking as he could.

"I can't let the people of the Song family know, otherwise, they will definitely take my son away first, and I have to think of a way." As he spoke, he paused, and a dark light flashed across his eyes.