Transmigrated into a concubine, the main task is to make money

Chapter 159 Temple Fair

Yang Chenchuan spoke bluntly, choking Chen Ying'er's entire face red. In an instant, her eyes were filled with tears. She looked at him aggrievedly, looking so pitiful.

The Second Wife was also choking and unable to speak. Yang Chenchuan was telling the truth, but she had previously scolded Lin Yuxi for showing off and said that the restaurant was a place for all kinds of people. Wasn't that just contradicting herself?

"Chenchuan, how can you speak to your seniors like that? Why don't you apologize immediately?" The Second Madam pretended to scold him. He was a junior and should not be rude to his elders. As for the person whose surname was not Yang, he was not included in her category.

Yang Chenchuan curled his lips and said in a rather aggrieved tone: "Grandma, Second Aunt, I'm sorry, Chenchuan was wrong. Chenchuan shouldn't have contradicted the elders just because an outsider bullied his wife, and he shouldn't have told the truth. Chenchuan will work hard to correct his mistakes in the future. He would rather keep the truth to himself than contradict the elders again."

The old lady's face froze, her smile a little unnatural, and the second wife's smile also froze, and she glanced at Yang Chenchuan with disdain.

A reckless man is a reckless man who can't even speak nicely. What's the use of having martial arts skills? Without any knowledge, what great things can he accomplish?

Seeing the old lady embarrassed, the first lady came out to smooth things over, saying, "The Rulai Temple's temple fair will be held in three days. Just like in previous years, anyone who wants to go should come and tell me. The Guanyin of the Rulai Temple is very powerful. Yuxi is a new bride, so it's natural for her to go. It's a good opportunity for her to go and worship the Guanyin and have children for my Yang family as soon as possible."

Lin Yuxi was ashamed, and branched out?

she?

Come on, she is only fourteen now, and she won't be fifteen until after the Chinese New Year. Why are they so anxious? Don't they know that giving birth too early can be life-threatening?

Besides, she has only been married for two months and she hasn’t enjoyed her two-person world enough.

Diwu Xufang is still okay. At least she has been married for nearly a year. It is her who should make the request. Why are everyone looking at her?

But the second wife didn't think so. She believed having a son would consolidate her position. She stared at her belly with her eyes wide open. It had been two months, so she should be pregnant.

Lin Yuxi felt the Second Madam's burning gaze and cried out in her heart, "Please don't look at me like that. That look seemed to be saying that there's a worm in her stomach."

She secretly glared at Yang Chenchuan, who was looking at her smugly and smiling, as if to say, "Madam, let's go back and have the baby as soon as possible." Lin Yuxi couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

However, thinking that she could go out and have fun in a legitimate way, Lin Yuxi quickly put those unrealistic things aside and concentrated on preparing for the temple fair three days later.

Three days passed in a flash. Lin Yuxi was woken up by the maid early in the morning to wash and dress up. After that, she personally waited on Yang Chenchuan to get up. After breakfast, the two of them gathered in the front hall.

After everyone gathered, they set off together. The old lady, the first lady and the second lady took one carriage, the second lady, Lin Yuxi and Yang Chenchuan took another, Yang Ruozhen, Yang Ruoyu and Chen Ying'er went together, Diwu Xufang and Yang Chenxi took two carriages, and as the other people in the house were not married, the first lady did not arrange for them to go.

Sitting on the carriage, Lin Yuxi was very excited. In modern times, she had only seen temple fairs on TV, with dragon and lion dances, which was very lively.

Yang Chenchuan looked at her unable to hide her excitement, and his mood also improved. He whispered in her ear, "My dear, are you excited about giving birth to your husband's son soon?"

Lin Yuxi's mouth twitched, I gave birth to your sister!

Which eye of his saw that she was excited because she wanted to give him a son as soon as possible?

Why must it be a son? Why can't it be a daughter? She likes daughters.

When she thought about this sentence, she couldn't help but despise herself, because she hadn't even written one stroke out of the ten.

Lin Yuxi wrinkled her nose and cursed softly: "Stop being so conceited."

The little hand pinched Yang Chenchuan's sturdy waist fiercely where the Second Madam couldn't see.

The Second Lady pretended to close her eyes and rest, but in fact she was paying attention to their interactions along the way, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

The Tathagata Temple is located in the north of Mingde City, not within the city. The journey takes more than an hour at least. We set out at 12:00 a.m. and arrived at 12:00 p.m., which is around 10 a.m.

There was a huge crowd of pilgrims in front of the temple. Some were attending the flower fair, some were burning incense, some were buying and selling antiques, calligraphy and paintings, rare animals and birds, some were selling daily items, some were fortune-telling, some were resting and eating. The place was as noisy as a pot of boiling water. There was also a circus troupe performing juggling outside the temple gate. Lin Yuxi's eyes were as bright as lacquer and she looked around with curiosity.

There were so many people in front of the temple that the carriages couldn't go in, so they stopped outside the crowd and went in on foot.

This was the first time she had joined in such a commotion after her time travel. She was afraid that she and Yang Chenchuan would be separated by the crowd, so she just held his big, warm hand tightly. In this sea of ​​people, the two of them leaned on each other and squeezed into the temple, sweating profusely.

The main hall was filled with incense. The golden statue of Bodhisattva was dignified, and the lifelike statue of Arhat made of gold and bronze was vivid. Countless people prostrated themselves, bowed devoutly, prayed to the Buddha, made wishes and fulfilled them. The large bronze tripod in front of the Buddha was filled to the brim with burning incense sticks, and countless smoke rose up, making it almost impossible for people to open their eyes.

However, Lin Yuxi is not a devout believer and has no requests for anything from the Buddha. She comes here just to enjoy the scenery and the fun.

"Do you want to burn some incense and ask the Buddha to bless you with something?" She blinked her big black and white eyes, tilted her head and asked Yang Chenchuan with a smile.

Yang Chenchuan raised his eyebrows, smiled like a spring breeze, and said ambiguously: "I want to ask for a son, my wife, can you give me one?"

Lin Yuxi glared at him and felt a little hot on her face. Oh my god, so many people are watching, and he dared to say that. It turns out that being thick-skinned is different.

Yang Chenchuan was glared at, but he didn't care at all. His wife glaring at him was a pleasure in the boudoir, and he could bear it. He asked again: "Madam, what do you want to ask for?"

She pursed her lips and shook her head lightly, "It's better to pray to yourself than to burn incense and pray to Buddha. Let's not pray. Wouldn't it be better if my husband took me for a walk?"

Yang Chenchuan pinched her nose and said lovingly: "If you want to go out and play, just say so. If you don't go and burn some incense and pray, I don't know how those people will bully you later."

As he spoke, he took her hand and followed the group.

Lin Yuxi murmured, as long as her heart was sincere, her wish would come true. As long as she had a devout heart, her wish would come true even if she didn't burn incense or worship.

On the contrary, no matter how much incense or fragrant oil you add, it will be of no use and you will only be deceiving yourself.

But Yang Chenchuan was right, she still had to pretend to do it, lest someone take the opportunity to find fault with her.

There were not much fewer people in the temple than outside. A group of people were crowded together and it took an hour to worship the Buddha enshrined in the temple, and they also spent a lot of money on incense.

Those monks are all cunning people. The more you add, the nicer their words will sound. If you add less, they will just say a few perfunctory words. Lin Yuxi despises them.