Looking at her expectant eyes, Mu Qingyu said: "Okay!"

Huiqing said happily: "Then come in quickly!" After saying that, he opened the courtyard door and watched Mu Qingyu walk in. He quickly closed it as if he was afraid that she would run away, and even circled it with vines several times.

Mu Qingyu: "..."

If it weren't for the cheerful and clean eyes of this young master, she would almost suspect that he was trying to trick her into the door.

Huiqing stretched out her hand to hold Mu Qingyu, and bowed awkwardly with her other hand, saying: "Amitabha, donor, the flowers here are really beautiful. Look, I planted them! I planted them too!"

The little girl has a clear voice and looks like she is begging for praise.

Mu Qingyu looked at the cheerful and beautiful flowers, and was about to nod when a calm voice said: "Huiqing, who are you talking to?"

While they were talking, a middle-aged nun walked out of the door.

The two people standing in the courtyard looked over. Huiqing quickly stopped laughing, stood up straight, raised her right hand and saluted: "Master!"

When Mu Qingyu turned her head, the middle-aged nun was also looking at her. She nodded slightly and said, "Master!"

The middle-aged nun's eyes were clear and she said: "In the past few years, Dixin Nunnery has seen very few outsiders come to it. Children have a clear mind, so don't blame the donor!"

Mu Qingyu looked at her: "Are you the abbot master?"

The middle-aged female nun smiled and shook her head: "The poor nun is meditating!"

"Master Jingsi, I came uninvited and I'm so intrusive!"

Jing Si calmly said: "It doesn't matter, time is wasted in the mountains. I don't know what year it is today, but it is fate that the donor can come!"

Mu Qingyu chatted with Master Jingsi for a while, and roughly learned that there were three female nuns of Master Jing's generation in this nunnery. The only ones of Huiqing's generation were Huiqing and the unhappy Huizhu.

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The staff in the nunnery is simple, and most of the people in the nunnery grow and eat their own food. Apart from morning and evening classes, there is nothing else to do. Therefore, they grow vegetables and flowers, and their lives are peaceful and quiet.

In the early years, Dixinan was not as inaccessible as it is now, and there were almost no roads. Some noble ladies would come to escape the summer heat or worship Buddha. It was at that time that word spread about Huizhu’s delicious vegetarian dishes.

However, later Huizhu stopped working and began to meditate. The people who came to eat vegetarian food stopped coming, and even the incense was gone. They only went to the mountain once a month to buy daily necessities, and the path slowly became quieter.

It is covered with vegetation.

Mu Qingyu understands that for a person who is practicing Qing Dynasty, it is not a good thing to make vegetarian food that is delicious or even famous, because it means that he cannot practice Qing Qing.

But since she is here, she still wants to meet Huizhu, or maybe exchange her cooking experience.

Master Jingsi asked Huiqing to continue to accompany Mu Qingyu to look at the flowers, while she went to the stream to fetch water.

Mu Qingyu stood by the stream, with a gust of wind blowing and the fragrance of flowers. This kind of unconventional day is indeed very refreshing.

"Zheng..."

A clear voice came.

Huiqing, who was originally bending down to serve the flowers, straightened up now.

She looked at Mu Qingyu, stretched out a green-white finger, raised it to her lips, and let out a soft shush.

Mu Qingyu didn't plan to speak at first, but she couldn't help but laugh when she looked at her.

At this time, the sound of the piano began to play. The elegant music lingered among the trees, flowers and grass. It was clear and soft. However, the sound of the piano became lower and lower. The original sound of the piano sounded like weeping, complaining, and resentment. The more it played, the sadder it became, just like the love between lovers.

The whispers are like the farewell of life and death between relatives!

Huiqing burst into tears. After the song ended, it took her a while to come back to her senses and said sadly: "It sounds so good, but I just want to cry when I listen to it!"

Mu Qingyu asked: "Which master is playing the piano?"

"It's me, Senior Sister Huizhu!"

Huiqing continued to lower her head to serve the flowers and said: "Senior sister is in a bad mood, so she likes to play the piano. It sounds very good, but it makes people cry when listening to it." She held up a bouquet of flowers in her hand and said, "We give it to senior sister Huizhu.

Can you bring some flowers? Maybe senior sister will be happy when she sees the flowers, and maybe she will even be willing to cook vegetarian food for you!"

Mu Qingyu: "..."

This kid!

Although Mu Qingyu came here for the vegetarian food, she actually had no intention of forcing it. After hearing such music, she didn't even want to think about it. Not only did the beautiful girl arrive, but Hui Qing actually helped her remember it.

Mu Qingyu smiled and said: "Okay!"
Chapter completed!