Chapter 913 - 913: Side Story, Wu Ju 14
The Lucky Bride Is Pretty And Delicate
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Wu Ju put his palms together and said, âThen 1 wish you a safe pregnancy and a healthy child.â
Sister Qin smiled and handed the thing in her hand to Wu Ju. âMaster, I donât know what monks like, so I took the liberty to buy something for you. Donât reject it. Youâve helped me greatly. After 1 give birth, Iâll definitely bring the child to Qingshan Temple for you to see.â
Perhaps in the eyes of others, Sister Qin was just lucky, but she did not think so. She felt that Wu Ju was right. This was fate.
The child in her stomach was fated with this old master. He had yet to be born, but this old master had saved his life. This was too precious.
Wu Ju took it. âMadam, go back and rest well.â
Sister Qin nodded. âIâm too happy today. Iâve already applied for leave. My husband will come to pick me up soon.â
As she spoke, a middle-aged man got out of a taxi and ran over ecstatically. âIs that true?â
Sister Qin looked at the man and smiled without saying anything. She only took out the ultrasound report in her hand.
The man was overjoyed. He hugged Sister Qin and kissed her forehead. âThank you, wife.â
Wu Ju and Jiang Tongtong had already walked away.
Zhang Pan quickly caught up.
The three of them took the train back. When they reached the foot of the mountain, they could only walk up the mountain.
At four in the afternoon, the scenery was not bad.
Wu Ju walked in front without panting. Zhang Pan filmed him from behind.
Jiang Tongtong was already sweating. Wu Ju stopped. Jiang Tongtong was puzzled. She thought that Wu Ju wanted to rest.
Wu Ju glanced at Jiang Tongtong and pointed at the scenery in the distance. âLook.â
Zhang Pan aimed the camera at the place Wu Ju was pointing.
The mountains in the distance were bathed in the setting sun. The villagers at the foot of the mountain also became the most beautiful decorations in the landscape painting.
Jiang Tong felt like her heart had been opened up all of a sudden.
Wu Ju softly chanted the scripture.
To Zhang Pan and Jiang Tongtong, this kind of meditative scripture was undoubtedly pleasant to hear.
The three of them slowly went up the mountain. When Wu Ju stopped chanting, he said calmly, âYesterday, Lu Qiuran said that she wanted to help me find my lost daughter. In fact, Iâve already gotten over the loss of my biological daughter. If weâre fated to meet again, that will be great. If not, Iâll spend the rest of my life praying for her to be safe and happy.â
Jiang Tongtongâs eyes were red as she said, âMaster Lu, I believe that the heavens will definitely bring you to see your daughter. She will definitely be safe and happy.â
Zhang Pan was also moved. At this moment, it was best for him to be quiet.
When they returned to Qingshan Temple, Lu Qiuran and the others had already returned.
Hearing the commotion, Lu Qiuran jogged out. âDad, where did you go? Guess what we bought?â
Wu Ju replied, âWe went to pick herbs. What did you buy?â
Lu Qiuran smiled. âWe bought a lot of things, but you canât look at them yet. Iâm going to cook a dish for you tomorrow.â
Wu Ju smiled. âOk, from now on, Iâll make soup for you every day to nourish your body.â
Lu Qiuran smiled happily. âThankyou, Father.â
Mu Xue and the others also thanked him calmly, but in fact, they did not take it seriously at all.
Zhang Pan felt that Wu Ju really wanted to nourish peopleâs bodies. After all, he could really treat people.
However, if Lu Qiuran and the others knew what had happened today, they would not be so calm.
The director and the staff were already discussing it and decided to cut off Lu Qiuranâs internet connection during this period of time.
The director did not expect the topic to be about the old monk.
As for Lu Qiuran, she clearly did not know her adoptive father at all. She did not know that her adoptive father knew acupuncture.
At night, as expected, Wu Ju stewed a soup. The herbs inside were picked by him today.
Wang Zixiao and the others were also very cooperative.
Jiang Tongtong had a look of admiration and gratitude on her face. After thanking him, she started drinking the soup.
Seeing that Jiang Tongtong had drunk it, Chu Nan shrugged. âMaster Lu, you canât possibly poison us, right? Letâs drink it.â
The soup was black. They didnât know what was in it. They thought that it wouldnât taste good, but they didnât expect it to taste quite refreshing.
At night, Jiang Tongtong still went to listen to the evening chanting.
Lu Qiuran and the others also wanted to take back their phones to see how lively the live broadcast was today, how many tips they had received, and so on, but the staff said clearly, âNo, the director said that he wants you to cultivate with Master Lu for a month. Master Lu knows medical skills.â
Lu Qiuran and the others also heard the directorâs explanation from their earphones. Lu Qiuran stuck out her tongue helplessly. âAlright, my father wonât harm us anyway..â