Seeing that her mother liked it, Lin Xiner said happily: "Mom, if you think it tastes good, eat more. Ah!"

Chapter 16
Seeing that her mother liked it, Lin Xiner said happily: "Mom, if you think it tastes good, eat more. Ah!"
Lin Xiner whispered to Huang Jin, "Tell the waiter to send one to Qiao Booker."
Huang Jin said, "Miss, the waiter just said that he has already sent one."
"This waiter is really nice and considerate!" Lin Xiner said in her heart.
"Hey, Xiaoying, wake up the second young lady quickly and let her have some hot food." Lin Feng ordered Xiaoying.
In fact, Xiaoying had already done it. But she was afraid of hurting Myolie Wu and getting into trouble. And when she heard the old lady urging her, she didn't care about much.
Xiaoying pinched Myolie Wu's nose with her thumb and index finger. When she applied force, Myolie Wu couldn't breathe and woke up.
Myolie Wu was about to call out, but when she looked at the table full of dishes, she slid down from Xiaoying's legs. "Hey, it's time to eat, it's time to eat."
Lin Feng said distressedly: "Xing'er, are you starving?"
Myolie Wu couldn't reach the food while sitting, so she simply ate while standing.
Lin Feng refused: "Xing'er, know the rules. Sit down and eat. Eat slowly!"
"Oh!" Myolie Wu sat down sensibly and ate in small bites.
Lin Xiner invited Huang Jin to sit down and eat. In the past, Huang Jin and Xiao Ying would not eat at the same table with them in the mountain village. This was a rule passed down by the older generation.
But now they were outside, so it was impossible to be so particular. Huang Jin and Xiao Ying sat down obediently after Lin Xin Er spoke.
Seeing that Huang Jin and Xiao Ying were very reserved, Lin Feng said, "Huang Jin, Xiao Ying, don't be polite, eat as much as you can. It would be a shame to waste so many dishes if you don't finish them."
Lin Xiner sat next to her mother. She put the food that was farther away into her mother and Xinger's bowls, and urged Huang Jin and Xiaoying to eat. Everyone at the table was having a great time.
After dinner, it was about nine o'clock. Everyone went to bed. Huang Jin wanted to keep watch, but Lin Xiner said, no need! Just stay alert.
The "everyone" that Lin Xin'er mentioned actually mainly refers to herself, Huang Jin and Xiao Ying. In the mountain village, the old lady had maids to serve her, but she didn't bring them this time, mainly to reduce the target.
The night passed peacefully.
The next morning, Lin Xiner got up early. They had discussed it the night before, and this morning, taking advantage of the cool weather, they left the inn and headed for the Thunder God Temple.
Everyone was ready, and Old Madam Lin Feng, Myolie Wu and Xiaoying had already gotten into the carriage.
They asked the shopkeeper last night if there was anyone who could help the elderly get around to the Leigong Temple.
The shopkeeper said, "There is a small village at the foot of the west mountain of Leigong Temple. They provide transportation services. When you drive your carriage to the small village, you can leave it at a farmer's house. If you pay a certain storage fee, the horses and carriages will be well kept for a year or two."
Lin Xiner was very happy to hear this. That's great! Just store the carriage, rent a sedan chair, and you can go to the Thunder God Temple.
Before leaving, Lin Xiner suddenly thought of Qiao Booker. Yesterday they said they were in the same group, but if they left them alone today, wouldn't it be exposed?
She asked Huang Jin to inform Qiao Bu Ke to go with her. Didn't he say last night that he was going to Qiaoxia Town? Qiaoxia Town was also on the ancient road, and it was less than 20 miles away after crossing the Yan River.
But Huang Jin went and came back to say that the waiter said that the brother had left early, at daybreak. He said he was going to lead the way for us.
This Qiao Bu Ke is really good at talking! In her heart, she thought that this man must be no ordinary person.
Lin Xiner brought the gold and escorted the carriage out of Queqiao Town. After walking for about two miles, the carriage left the ancient road and turned into a side road.
The so-called side roads are compared with ancient roads. The ancient roads are paved with flat stone slabs, or at least cobblestones, and the cobblestones are also paved neatly.
The sidewalks were not like that. They were all muddy. It was fine on sunny days, but very muddy on rainy days.
Fortunately, this footpath was quite flat, and the carriage drove smoothly to the small village at the foot of the west mountain of Leigongdian.
When they arrived at the village, they asked and found out that it was just as the shopkeeper had said. They left the carriage at a farmer's house and rented a sedan chair for their mother, Lin Fengshi.
As for Myolie Wu, Lin Xiner asked her to ride with her. She put a saddle on the horse and let Xiaoying ride.
Lin Xiner let the sedan chair go in front, and they walked behind. The group arrived at the Ma Yi Temple on the Leigong Temple at noon.
At this time, the Mayi Temple was at its peak, and Han Xiangyun, a lay Buddhist, had many retainers and subordinates.
Immediately, one of the men informed Han Xiangyun. Han Xiangyun was overjoyed to see her sworn sister coming to visit. She immediately stood up and went out of the nunnery to greet her.
When Han Xiangyun walked out of the nunnery, she saw a sedan chair being carried in from the back of the nunnery. Sitting on it was her good sister Feng Minghua, whom she had been thinking about day and night.
After the sedan chair was put down, Han Xiangyun called out "Sister... Sister..." and ran over quickly.
Feng Minghua was also very excited. She rushed towards Han Xiangyun, shouting, "Sister, Sister Xiangyun..."
It can be seen that these two sisters were first-rate beauties when they were young.
But time has left its mark, and wrinkles have appeared on both of their faces.
"Let's go inside." Han Xiangyun took Feng Minghua's arm, walked up the stairs and went into the house.
Feng Minghua asked: "Sister Xiangyun, how are you doing?"
Han Xiangyun said happily, "Sister Minghua, I'm fine. The nunnery is very popular. Everyone believes in our sincerity and likes to come to the Leigong Nunnery."
Feng Minghua: "That's good. I'm here to fulfill your dream - to pass on the Ma Yi physiognomy technique."
"Really! Whose child is it?" Han Xiangyun asked excitedly.
"She is the daughter of my younger brother's brother-in-law, she is seven years old this year. Her parents died not long ago and she has no relatives anymore. I want to give her to you! How about it?" Feng Minghua asked.
"How could that be possible! Sister, you know me. I hope someone can take over the Ma Yi physiognomy so that it will not be lost." Han Xiangyun said.
Han Xiangyun had just settled Lin Fengshi in the laywoman's room when Lin Xiner and Myolie Wu came in.
Lin Xin'er held Myolie Wu's hand and shouted respectfully, "Hello, Auntie Han! Hello, Auntie Han!"
Myolie Wu followed Lin Xin'er and said whatever Lin Xin'er said. Han Xiangyun was delighted to see such a clever girl.
Lin Feng said: "Xin'er, you are wrong, Xing'er is wrong. Xing'er wants to call your Aunt Han your master."
So, Lin Xin'er pulled Myolie Wu up again and said to her, "Myolie sister, from now on, you will learn skills from Aunt Xiangyun. Remember, you will learn for three years just like your brothers Tianyu and Dagang. Do you understand?"
Myolie Wu said: "Sister, I know!"
"Well, now you will formally take Master Han Xiangyun, the lay Buddhist in hemp clothes, as your teacher. Come, kneel down!" Lin Xiner instructed her sister Xing'er.
"Yes, sister." Myolie Wu knelt down with a thud. No one taught her. She kowtowed three times to Han Xiangyun devoutly.
"Master, please accept my humble greeting..."
"Master, please accept my humble respect..."
"Master, please accept my three bows..."
One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one
Note ①Ma Yixue: a kind of metaphysical school. But the real Ma Yixue is full of speculation and philosophy, not fortune-telling and weirdness. Its martial arts use softness to overcome hardness, are soft and long-lasting, and are unpredictable.

Seeing that her mother liked it, Lin Xiner said happily: "Mom, if you think it tastes good, eat more. Ah!"

Chapter 16
Seeing that her mother liked it, Lin Xiner said happily: "Mom, if you think it tastes good, eat more. Ah!"
Lin Xiner whispered to Huang Jin, "Tell the waiter to send one to Qiao Booker."
Huang Jin said, "Miss, the waiter just said that he has already sent one."
"This waiter is really nice and considerate!" Lin Xiner said in her heart.
"Hey, Xiaoying, wake up the second young lady quickly and let her have some hot food." Lin Feng ordered Xiaoying.
In fact, Xiaoying had already done it. But she was afraid of hurting Myolie Wu and getting into trouble. And when she heard the old lady urging her, she didn't care about much.
Xiaoying pinched Myolie Wu's nose with her thumb and index finger. When she applied force, Myolie Wu couldn't breathe and woke up.
Myolie Wu was about to call out, but when she looked at the table full of dishes, she slid down from Xiaoying's legs. "Hey, it's time to eat, it's time to eat."
Lin Feng said distressedly: "Xing'er, are you starving?"
Myolie Wu couldn't reach the food while sitting, so she simply ate while standing.
Lin Feng refused: "Xing'er, know the rules. Sit down and eat. Eat slowly!"
"Oh!" Myolie Wu sat down sensibly and ate in small bites.
Lin Xiner invited Huang Jin to sit down and eat. In the past, Huang Jin and Xiao Ying would not eat at the same table with them in the mountain village. This was a rule passed down by the older generation.
But now they were outside, so it was impossible to be so particular. Huang Jin and Xiao Ying sat down obediently after Lin Xin Er spoke.
Seeing that Huang Jin and Xiao Ying were very reserved, Lin Feng said, "Huang Jin, Xiao Ying, don't be polite, eat as much as you can. It would be a shame to waste so many dishes if you don't finish them."
Lin Xiner sat next to her mother. She put the food that was farther away into her mother and Xinger's bowls, and urged Huang Jin and Xiaoying to eat. Everyone at the table was having a great time.
After dinner, it was about nine o'clock. Everyone went to bed. Huang Jin wanted to keep watch, but Lin Xiner said, no need! Just stay alert.
The "everyone" that Lin Xin'er mentioned actually mainly refers to herself, Huang Jin and Xiao Ying. In the mountain village, the old lady had maids to serve her, but she didn't bring them this time, mainly to reduce the target.
The night passed peacefully.
The next morning, Lin Xiner got up early. They had discussed it the night before, and this morning, taking advantage of the cool weather, they left the inn and headed for the Thunder God Temple.
Everyone was ready, and Old Madam Lin Feng, Myolie Wu and Xiaoying had already gotten into the carriage.
They asked the shopkeeper last night if there was anyone who could help the elderly get around to the Leigong Temple.
The shopkeeper said, "There is a small village at the foot of the west mountain of Leigong Temple. They provide transportation services. When you drive your carriage to the small village, you can leave it at a farmer's house. If you pay a certain storage fee, the horses and carriages will be well kept for a year or two."
Lin Xiner was very happy to hear this. That's great! Just store the carriage, rent a sedan chair, and you can go to the Thunder God Temple.
Before leaving, Lin Xiner suddenly thought of Qiao Booker. Yesterday they said they were in the same group, but if they left them alone today, wouldn't it be exposed?
She asked Huang Jin to inform Qiao Bu Ke to go with her. Didn't he say last night that he was going to Qiaoxia Town? Qiaoxia Town was also on the ancient road, and it was less than 20 miles away after crossing the Yan River.
But Huang Jin went and came back to say that the waiter said that the brother had left early, at daybreak. He said he was going to lead the way for us.
This Qiao Bu Ke is really good at talking! In her heart, she thought that this man must be no ordinary person.
Lin Xiner brought the gold and escorted the carriage out of Queqiao Town. After walking for about two miles, the carriage left the ancient road and turned into a side road.
The so-called side roads are compared with ancient roads. The ancient roads are paved with flat stone slabs, or at least cobblestones, and the cobblestones are also paved neatly.
The sidewalks were not like that. They were all muddy. It was fine on sunny days, but very muddy on rainy days.
Fortunately, this footpath was quite flat, and the carriage drove smoothly to the small village at the foot of the west mountain of Leigongdian.
When they arrived at the village, they asked and found out that it was just as the shopkeeper had said. They left the carriage at a farmer's house and rented a sedan chair for their mother, Lin Fengshi.
As for Myolie Wu, Lin Xiner asked her to ride with her. She put a saddle on the horse and let Xiaoying ride.
Lin Xiner let the sedan chair go in front, and they walked behind. The group arrived at the Ma Yi Temple on the Leigong Temple at noon.
At this time, the Mayi Temple was at its peak, and Han Xiangyun, a lay Buddhist, had many retainers and subordinates.
Immediately, one of the men informed Han Xiangyun. Han Xiangyun was overjoyed to see her sworn sister coming to visit. She immediately stood up and went out of the nunnery to greet her.
When Han Xiangyun walked out of the nunnery, she saw a sedan chair being carried in from the back of the nunnery. Sitting on it was her good sister Feng Minghua, whom she had been thinking about day and night.
After the sedan chair was put down, Han Xiangyun called out "Sister... Sister..." and ran over quickly.
Feng Minghua was also very excited. She rushed towards Han Xiangyun, shouting, "Sister, Sister Xiangyun..."
It can be seen that these two sisters were first-rate beauties when they were young.
But time has left its mark, and wrinkles have appeared on both of their faces.
"Let's go inside." Han Xiangyun took Feng Minghua's arm, walked up the stairs and went into the house.
Feng Minghua asked: "Sister Xiangyun, how are you doing?"
Han Xiangyun said happily, "Sister Minghua, I'm fine. The nunnery is very popular. Everyone believes in our sincerity and likes to come to the Leigong Nunnery."
Feng Minghua: "That's good. I'm here to fulfill your dream - to pass on the Ma Yi physiognomy technique."
"Really! Whose child is it?" Han Xiangyun asked excitedly.
"She is the daughter of my younger brother's brother-in-law, she is seven years old this year. Her parents died not long ago and she has no relatives anymore. I want to give her to you! How about it?" Feng Minghua asked.
"How could that be possible! Sister, you know me. I hope someone can take over the Ma Yi physiognomy so that it will not be lost." Han Xiangyun said.
Han Xiangyun had just settled Lin Fengshi in the laywoman's room when Lin Xiner and Myolie Wu came in.
Lin Xin'er held Myolie Wu's hand and shouted respectfully, "Hello, Auntie Han! Hello, Auntie Han!"
Myolie Wu followed Lin Xin'er and said whatever Lin Xin'er said. Han Xiangyun was delighted to see such a clever girl.
Lin Feng said: "Xin'er, you are wrong, Xing'er is wrong. Xing'er wants to call your Aunt Han your master."
So, Lin Xin'er pulled Myolie Wu up again and said to her, "Myolie sister, from now on, you will learn skills from Aunt Xiangyun. Remember, you will learn for three years just like your brothers Tianyu and Dagang. Do you understand?"
Myolie Wu said: "Sister, I know!"
"Well, now you will formally take Master Han Xiangyun, the lay Buddhist in hemp clothes, as your teacher. Come, kneel down!" Lin Xiner instructed her sister Xing'er.
"Yes, sister." Myolie Wu knelt down with a thud. No one taught her. She kowtowed three times to Han Xiangyun devoutly.
"Master, please accept my humble greeting..."
"Master, please accept my humble respect..."
"Master, please accept my three bows..."
One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one
Note ①Ma Yixue: a kind of metaphysical school. But the real Ma Yixue is full of speculation and philosophy, not fortune-telling and weirdness. Its martial arts use softness to overcome hardness, are soft and long-lasting, and are unpredictable.
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