Chapter 40 Copying Buddhist Scriptures
After Li Qirui came back, he went directly to the hospital where Liang Xunling was, and waited outside the ICU every step of the way.

Li Muchen, who was of no use in the hospital, was "driven" back to Li's Manor.

Since reaching an agreement with Uncle Death, Xiao Xinyan has never seen a dream-eating tapir or a hapless ghost.

I don't know if they were overwhelmed by the atmosphere of the boss of the underworld tainted by the little milk bag, so they didn't dare to make mistakes.

Therefore, Xiao Xinyan had no way to ask the "bald man" to remove the black handprints on the aunt's body.

Because the eldest aunt did not die, it was not the turn of death to take care of her.

Xiao Xinyan was very anxious, but there was no good way to help her aunt.

Xiao Nai Bao really wanted to integrate into this big family, so she subconsciously wanted to please everyone.

Even though her aunt's attitude towards her was very excessive, she did not dare to feel any resentment in her heart.

The old lady of the Li family saw Xiao Xinyan's anxiety, so she stretched out her hand and touched her head, comforting her:
"Yan Bao, with your uncle guarding your aunt and so many doctors and nurses, she will be safe."

Hearing the sound, Xiao Xinyan raised her head to look at the old lady of the Li family, with a clear look of guilt in her clear eyes,
"Grandma, it's Yanyan who is sorry for my aunt."

She seemed to really blame herself for all the faults.

Because when I was in the village before, those people in the village would always point at her and say that she was a disaster star, and if anything bad happened in the village, it was her fault.

The accumulated accusations made Xiao Xinyan develop a somewhat cowardly character.

Seeing Xiao Xinyan like this, the old lady of the Li family couldn't help feeling distressed, her voice became more gentle, and her eyes were more loving.

"Yan Bao, don't think so! You can't be blamed for this matter anyway. It was just an accident. If you have to blame it, you can only blame the drivers on the road. They didn't pay more attention. Be careful what caused the car accident."

Saying that, the old lady of the Li family sighed and sighed:
"Wealth depends on fate, life and death depend on God! Human beings living in this world are actually very fragile. If you don't pay attention, you will lose your life, and you can't control it at all."

Hearing grandma's words, Xiao Xinyan instantly thought of that uncle Reaper who was covered in darkness.

"Grandma, is a person's life in the hands of Death? Or is it in the hands of Lord Hades?"

Xiao Xinyan opened a pair of big eyes, the bottom of which was clear and clean without any impurities.

She was milky and innocent, just very curious.

The old lady of the Li family was very jealous, and hurriedly signaled Xiao Xinyan to keep silent.

"Yan Bao, let's not talk about things like this in the future, no matter whether it is that lord or that lord, they are existences that we cannot provoke."

The old man of the Li family is a very typical materialist, he never believed in the existence of ghosts and gods in this world.

But the old lady of the Li family has always maintained awe of ghosts and gods.

Hearing grandma's words, Xiao Yanbao pursed the corners of his lips lightly and didn't say anything more.

Although she was young, she had a clear mind and instantly understood what grandma meant──
Whether it is the god of death or the king of hell, they are existences that ordinary humans dare not offend.

They all have the ability to control the life and death of human beings.

So that dark uncle didn't lie to her, maybe he could really help her save her mother from the underworld...

In order to reassure Xiao Xinyan, the old lady of the Li family suggested that she could copy some scriptures to pray for peace for her aunt.

After all, Xiao Naibao has been learning to write with the old man of the Li family recently.

Copying the scriptures is good for her to recognize, write and practice calligraphy.

Xiao Xinyan really likes to write brush characters, and she also specially learned how to write small script from the old man of the Li family.

After practicing for a period of time, I have already written in style.

The soft and cute little milk bag is born intelligent, quick-witted and sensible.

The old man of the Li family liked him very much. The old man had already regarded Xiao Xinyan as a closed disciple, and was willing to pass on all his research on calligraphy to her.

The little milk bag also seemed to think that what grandma said was very reasonable, so she quickly took action, laid out the rice paper, and began to copy Buddhist scriptures for the eldest aunt, praying for safety.

Perhaps this is the only thing she can do for her aunt.

Moreover, the process of copying Buddhist scriptures will make her feel calm and less anxious.

Little Nai Tuanzi, who is only three and a half years old, doesn't know too many characters. There are many characters in Buddhist scriptures that she doesn't know.

Whenever she encounters a word she doesn't know, she will humbly ask her grandfather, father, or elder brother for advice.

The attitude is serious!

Everyone in the Li family could tell that Xiao Naibao really hoped that Liang would get well soon.

But Xiao Xinyan's actions in Li Muchen's eyes gave him a different feeling.

"Hmph! You're not very young, but your acting skills are pretty good!"

When Li Muchen passed Xiao Xinyan, he deliberately sneered:

"Anyway, the whole family holds you in the palm of their hands, so why are you here hypocritically copying Buddhist scriptures for my mother? Are you hypocritical!"

Because of some prejudices and misunderstandings, in Li Muchen's eyes, no matter what Xiao Xinyan does, it is all hypocrisy.

He even felt that this little girl had a lot of scheming in her mind, and she definitely wasn't picked up by the third uncle and third aunt by accident!

She probably realized that the third uncle and the third aunt were rich people, so she pretended to be pitiful in front of the third uncle and the third aunt, deliberately attracted the attention of the third uncle and the third aunt, and took the opportunity to become the adopted daughter of the Li family. Break away from the difficult life in the countryside before, and start to reach the pinnacle of life...

Li Muchen's mind is wide open, it's a pity not to write the script.

Hearing Li Muchen's words, afraid that he might misunderstand him further, Xiao Xinyan hurriedly explained:
"Second brother, I really want to pray for my aunt. I am not hypocritical. Grandma said that you should not talk nonsense when copying Buddhist scriptures, otherwise it will not work."

The meaning of the little milk bag is to hope that Li Muchen will not talk nonsense, so as to avoid breaking the taboo and have a bad influence on the eldest aunt.

But these words were interpreted into another meaning in Li Muchen's ears.

He frowned instantly.

"What do you mean? I can't talk casually in my own home, can I? What I say in the future depends on your face, right?"

Li Muchen frowned, looking at Xiao Xinyan with disgust and hostility in her eyes, she deliberately raised her voice and said:

"You are just an adopted child of our family, and have no blood relationship with our family! Even if you have registered with our family now, you are not justified, remember your own identity, you have no qualifications to teach me work!"

After finishing speaking, before the little milk bag could react, Li Muchen shook his hand vigorously, and swept the Buddhist scriptures that Xiao Xinyan had just copied and left hanging on the ground...

(End of this chapter)

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