"Old Qu."

Yan Zixu was the first to speak before anyone could react.

It was obvious that the loving expression on her face could no longer be maintained: "Zhenyi has just returned to the Liu family and doesn't understand many things. Don't mind, I will teach you in detail when the time comes. Just treat her words as a child."

Just kidding, don’t take it to heart.”

What Yan Zixu meant was that the conditions mentioned by Liu Zhenying did not count.

Qu Lao didn't like such remarks that were obviously clinging to others, but he didn't point them out clearly.

He just smiled and looked at Liu Zhenying with a pair of slightly cloudy but shrewd eyes: "Little girl, what do you think?"

"I have already stated my conditions." Liu Zhenying looked at him confused: "You only need to tell me whether you agree or not. Why do you still ask me?"

Mr. Qu was stunned by Liu Zhenying's rhetorical question, and rubbed his fingers together: "Your mother's opinion..."

"She is her, I am me, how can we put them all together and generalize?"

In everyone's eyes, Liu Zhenying had a slightly mocking look on his face and said in a confused tone: "Besides, I saved people, so you have to thank me, not her."

This seems to be true.

Mr. Qu laughed loudly again, without giving Yan Zixu a chance to refute again. He rubbed his knees with his big palm and raised his voice: "Xiao Jue, how did you think about this?"

Qu Xiaojue was suddenly called, and he was obviously out of shape. His lips were thin and moist, he lazily raised his eyes, and looked around Liu Zhenying with a very casual but aggressive gaze.

Then, he let out a sneer: "Grandpa, you asked me to marry a fat and short winter melon. Are you not going to let your great-grandson grow up?"

"What are you talking about?"

Qu Xiaojue is really exaggerating. Although Liu Zhenying is not like some little girls nowadays, who is so thin that she can be blown away by a gust of wind, she is still slender and just right.

"What are you talking about?" Not only did Qu Xiaojue not have the slightest intention of regretting it, but his expression was a little more playful, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "I'm telling the truth, I don't care about the many fat and thin women out there.

If you don't want to hug me, why don't you pick up a short winter melon and go home to be your wife? Are you going to let me go home and sleep at night? And I'm not a lunatic who uses destiny as an excuse."

This was obviously meant for Liu Zhenying to hear.

The eyes of Yan Zixu and Liu Qixia were instantly covered with a layer of mocking smiles, and they stared at Liu Zhenying with eyes that were almost malicious.

However, Qu Lao felt a little bit intolerant and calmly said: "Girl, how about you let me think about it and give you a reply when the time comes?"

"OK."

Liu Zhenying nodded. There was no sign of anger or happiness visible to the naked eye. If you look closely at his expressionless face, there was only a hint of laziness, like a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

Qu Lao thought in a daze that he was blinded and didn't pay attention.

He raised his hand and touched the head of the little boy next to him: "Yirong, this sister saved you, what do you want to say to her?"

"Thank you sister."

Qu Yirong flexed his two short legs, jumped down from the sofa, threw himself into Liu Zhenying's arms, hugged her legs, and raised his face: "My sister smells so good, my brother doesn't want to marry her."

You, can I marry you from now on?"

Liu Zhenying was amused and squatted down to be level with him: "No, my sister can only marry the person she is destined to be."

"Then it's okay for me to be my sister's destined person?"

Qu Yirong's face was tender and tender, and it was full of admiration.

Compared with the ulterior intrigues, Liu Zhenying indeed prefers such childlike words.

The curve of the corner of her lips was a little more real and gentle, and she reached out and hugged him: "I see that you are destined to me, and I have nothing to give you. How about this, I will give you the Pure Heart Mantra ten times.

It will also save you nightmares tonight."

With that said, Liu Zhenying turned his hands and turned out a futon and a wooden fish before anyone could react, and then sat cross-legged on the ground.

The sound of wooden fish and the twisting of prayer beads sounded simultaneously with the chanting.

But maybe there was something wrong with everyone's ears at the same time, and they couldn't hear a word clearly.

But one could clearly feel that their heartbeats gradually stabilized, and all the high or angry emotions disappeared, leaving only a bit of peace and relaxation.

Qu Lao's eyes gradually narrowed.

Is it possible...

But in just two minutes, Liu Zhenying stood up from the futon and patted the non-existent dust on his robe: "I've finished reciting, don't worry, you won't have nightmares tonight."

Although Qu Yirong didn't quite understand what happened, he still nodded in confusion and said very well-behaved: "Thank you, sister."

"You're welcome."

"Have you recited the Purifying Mantra ten times?"

Qu Lao asked aloud.

Although he didn't know much about it, the time was still too short.

"That's right." Liu Zhenying puffed out his chest and said confidently: "I speak very fast, so it's normal that you can't hear me clearly."

Moreover, no one said that when chanting sutras, you should recite every word so that outsiders can hear it clearly.

The Qu family stayed at Liu's house for half an hour. Yan Zixu actually wanted to stay with the Qu family for dinner.

But Qu Lao refused with a smile: "No, Yi Rong has just been rescued and there are many things at home."

Yan Zixu didn't dare to force her, so she could only send the person to the courtyard politely.

Originally, she ordered the housekeeper to keep an eye on Liu Zhenying and not let him run out and cause trouble again, but who would have thought that it backfired...

Liu Zhenying held something in his arms, walked up to Qu Xiaojue, and presented it to him like a treasure.
Chapter completed!