Seeing Ping'er's depressed look, Yang Ruoqing and Xiaoqin couldn't be happy either.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The situation between Bingbing and Dabao is different. Bingbing feels that you have occupied the position of his biological mother, and has always been hostile and wary of you."

"As for Dabao, he has been taught by his biological mother to be filial to my fifth uncle. My fifth aunt is always in Dabao's ears giving advice and exhortations, and keeps talking about my fifth uncle's contribution to this family and my respect for Dabao.

It’s great, and my fifth uncle’s sacrifice for Dabao is obvious to everyone.”

"So the situations of Dabao and Bingbing are different, and the endings are naturally different."

Ping'er was silent for a while and said: "Perhaps, I should really consider having another son of my own. I will take care of myself in the future. I don't have to worry about it, because I have Huahua and Xiaohua, and my two daughters will care about my life and death."

"I gave birth to a son to give Huahua and Xiaohua a natal family. Even if they are bullied by their in-laws' family, at least they will have a younger brother who is willing to support them."

Yang Ruoqing and Xiaoqin both nodded, "Yes, that's how you should think about it."

Xiaoqin said: "Then I will discuss it with Damo and have another son. Having more sons will make me feel at ease."

"Qing'er, you and your family, Tang Yazi, plan to have two more, regardless of gender." Xiaoqin joked again.

Yang Ruoqing still smiled: "Let it go!"

No more children, really no more children. Two sons and one daughter are enough.

Children should focus on quality rather than quantity. If the education is good, a child can still serve his parents. If the education is not good, the ten sons will blame each other and the family will continue to have disputes.

But every family's situation is different and cannot be measured by the same standards. Therefore, stick to your own choices and respect the choices of others.

"By the way, Qing'er, did you tell your mother earlier that you would treat Liu Dixian to lunch tomorrow?" Xiaoqin suddenly asked about this and changed the topic.

Ping'er also looked at Yang Ruoqing: "Liu Dixian? But is it the Liu Dixian who moved Little Peanut's mother's grave last time?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Isn't it him!"

"What's wrong? Is your family planning to do something big again?" Ping'er asked again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I plan to build a Taoist temple on a tree. I will ask Liu Dixian to come over tomorrow to look at the foundation, and we will start digging on a good day!"

Ping'er and Xiaoqin looked at each other in surprise, and Xiaoqin said excitedly: "What? When we were washing by the pond these two days, we heard some rumors, and some of them were saying that your in-laws sleep in the cemetery in Xiangjiazhuang.

Some of the things are about Taoist temples, do you really want to build Taoist temples?"

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips: "It's not a child's play, it's true. This kind of thing is not a joke."

Ping'er and Xiaoqin were even more shocked.

Xiaoqin said: "I have never heard of building a Taoist temple. Wouldn't it cost a lot of money?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Let's not talk about money or not. I just want to do something that can accumulate merit."

Ping'er said: "If this thing is done, it will really be a great merit and benefit to future generations!"

Xiaoqin thought for a while, then came over to ask Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, after your Taoist temple is built, where will you find the Taoist priests?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "At that time, notices will be posted in crowded places in nearby towns to recruit Taoist priests. Regardless of sects, anyone who is a devout practitioner can come to this Taoist temple. However, there are more than ten wing rooms, and there are naturally quotas for Taoist priests.

limit."

At first, when the Taoist temple was small, it could accommodate at most seven or eight Taoist priests. When the incense becomes more prosperous in the future, it will be expanded at that time, and the scale of all aspects will also be expanded.

If the incense was only mediocre, it would be better to keep it as it is now. The original main purpose of building this Taoist temple was to worship the ownerless souls in the area of ​​"One Tree".

"Qing'er, let me register Xiaomo's name with you, okay?" Xiaoqin asked again.

"What? Xiaomo?" Yang Ruoqing was surprised and looked at Xiaoqin.

"Did I hear you right? Xiaomo is not a Taoist priest. Even if you are his sister-in-law, you can't blindly sign him up!" Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes at Xiaoqin, somewhat dumbfounded.

"According to Daqi's laws and the prevailing Taoism in Daqi, Taoist priests are not allowed to marry and have children. They live in Taoist temples to observe precepts and fast. You should come to Taoist temples to go to school. There are good food and drinks.

Waiting?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Ping'er also pursed her lips and snickered.

Xiaoqin's face turned a little red with anger, and she hurriedly defended: "What? I didn't sign up Xiaomo just for the sake of food and drink. I just wanted him to have a place to live, so he doesn't have to follow his master around.

"

"Xiao Mo has been working as a Taoist priest with his master for a long time. It has been almost two years. At the beginning, Xiao Mo was beaten by Xiao Mo because of the idea of ​​becoming a Taoist priest. The two brothers almost broke off the relationship! It's me.

After dealing with it in the middle, it calmed down a little bit."

Xiaoqin's words really shocked Yang Ruoqing.

"I'm dizzy. What's wrong with Xiao Mo? Why did he manage to become a Taoist priest? Earlier, didn't he say he learned how to shave his head from a master?" Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing had stopped paying attention to Xiao Mo for several years. In fact, the last time she saw Xiao Mo was when Damo and Xiao Qin got married.

Darling, it’s been almost five years...

The Xiao Mo in the image is about the same age as her, he would have been 21 or 25 years old five years ago. He doesn't like to talk, follows behind Da Mo, and has no sense of existence at all.

"Yes, Da Mo sent Xiao Mo to learn how to shave his head, because Da Mo said Xiao Mo was too stupid, so he took him to work as a waiter in your restaurant, Qing'er, and Xiao Mo couldn't even do it. One day

I have to break several bowls." Xiaoqin continued.

"Later, Da Mo sent Xiao Mo to learn how to shave his head from a master named Hong. He planned to learn their craftsmanship so that he could be a good helper in the future."

"But after studying for half a year, Damo accidentally discovered that Master Hong not only shaves the heads of living people, he also shaves the heads of dead people!"

"Hey!" Ping'er gasped in shock.

"Xiao Qin, what you said scared me so much that my arms lighted up." Ping'er said angrily.

Xiaoqin said: "When I first heard about it, I was so scared that my scalp was numb!"

"Xiao Mo also learned to shave her vagina?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Xiao Qin nodded: "He can't learn how to shave the head of a living person. That Master Hong taught Xiao Mo how to shave the head of a dead person. No, he can do it as soon as he learns it, and he can shave it smoothly."

"That Master Hong not only taught Xiao Mo how to shave his pubic head, but also taught him how to bury him, deliver him to salvation, and recite sutras..."

"Later Da Mo found out about it and was so angry that he came to ask Master Hong to refund his tuition and bring Xiao Mo back. But Xiao Mo refused to come back with Da Mo and just liked to do those things. Da Mo was so angry that he had to

I’m back by myself.”
Chapter completed!