Seeing this, the few people looked at each other and smiled, then took the child to inquire about the yard where Master Tang was located, and then headed towards his yard.

In the courtyard, Tang Ning and Mo Ye were drinking tea and chatting. When they heard a disciple coming in to report that it was the Song family who was visiting. Tang Ning glanced at Mo Ye who was sitting opposite and said to the disciple who came in to report, "Let them come in!"

The disciple responded and withdrew. Soon, the Song family members walked in with their children.

Tang Ning's eyes flew over the old man in front and the middle-aged man beside him, and his eyes fell on the three people who had taken a step back.

The middle-aged man was not from the Song family, it seemed to be Lin Zhiyuan from the Lin family. However, this man walked with the mother and son, holding the child's hand one left and one right. At first glance, he looked a bit like a family.

"I've met Master Tang."

Several people came in, but they didn't expect that there were guests here, and they were also a man who looked very extraordinary. The few people did not look and explore too much. After all, that was impolite. Besides, they did not forget what they were doing when they came here.

"You have something to ask me for?" Tang Ning asked. It seemed that there was nothing to do that needed her! Why did you come to her again?

"Teacher Tang, that's it. After we went back today, we thought about you carefully. We sat down to discuss it tonight and thought about sending the child to become a disciple. However, my daughter said that she wanted the child to become a disciple the most, so we came here." Dad Song said briefly.

At this time, he still didn't know what kind of person the Master Tang was sitting in front of them. He only knew that he was a monk in Wanfo Temple and a young monk named Master Tang.

After hearing this, Mo Ye glanced at them, glanced at the little boy again, then looked away, played with the water cup and said nothing.

Tang Ning was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then laughed: "Do you want him to be a monk?"

Song Jingyi stepped forward and said, "Master Tang, I want Xiaoyou to be under Master Tang's seat and be a lay disciple for Master Tang." It's not possible to be a monk. She only has such a son, and she is reluctant to let him escape into a monk.

Upon hearing this, Tang Ning bent his eyebrows and looked at her and said, "Why do you want him to worship under my seat? Look, I am just like this, and I look as big as him. If you ask him to worship me as your teacher, don't you feel that it has delayed him?"

"If it weren't for Master Tang's guidance, I'm afraid I won't be able to find Xiaoyou. I know that Buddhism emphasizes the word "destiny". I think Xiaoyou is destined to Master Tang, and I hope Master Tang can accept him." While speaking, she pulled her son forward and said, "Tang Master Tang, Xiaoyou is very sensible and obedient, and will definitely not cause trouble for Master Tang."

Tang Ning looked at the little boy wearing a clean and fitted robe. The five-year-old boy was very thin and looked almost the same as four years old, but his facial features were quite delicate and beautiful. His eyes were looking at her with the unique curiosity and ignorance of the child.

She touched her bare head, turned to Mo Ye sitting opposite her with a smile, and asked, "Have you taken the apprentice?"

Mo Ye paused his hand playing with the water cup, glanced at the child, and said, "No interest." He was not interested in taking disciples or something. If he had time to teach his disciples, it would be better to...
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