The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 43 Bodhi

  Like ordinary people praise a little girl, even if she is right, she has to pretend to be shy, especially in front of a respected elder.

  But Der Spiegel is not, let alone being shy, she didn't even lift her eyelids, as if this was a common sentence in peace.

   What's more terrifying is that Mrs. Jiang did not have any discomfort, but smiled more openly.

  Grandma Zhu and Xiangxiang Zhu are very surprised.

  The difference is that I wish grandma to be proud, and I wish Xiangxiang...unwilling.

   "Aunt Lan." Ming Jing called out.

  Jiang Chunlan responded, and gave her the gift bag in her hand: "A small gift, congratulations on finding your family."

"thanks."

  "Jinchen is here too, you are all young people, chat more together, this kid is too bored, I think he will talk to you."

  I wish grandma felt something wrong when she listened. She looked at the rumors of the noble and mysterious woman, whether the rumors were wrong or she was blind.

  Obviously so approachable.

  And the amount of information in this sentence is too large, she dare not think about it...

  Jiang Chunlan left after a few words, leaving through the back door without disturbing anyone.

   On the road, Zhu Xiangxiang hesitated several times, but in the end he chose to remain silent.

  I wish my grandma looked at Ming Spiegel. Even when she faced Madam Jiang, she was never humble or overbearing. Maybe this is why Madam Jiang likes her.

   "Mrs. Jiang is here today, just to save you face, you are a blessed girl."

  Ming Jing put the gift bag on the table. The wig was a little heavy and bored. She hoped to end the banquet as soon as possible.

   "Grandma, when will it start?"

  I wish my grandma glanced at the wall clock, six o’clock.

  At this time, Zhu Xiangxiang came back, and Zhu Xiangxiang said: "Wait for Dad, and I can start after Dad comes."

  I wish grandma frowned, and said displeased: "He has been getting too much lately. Call him to urge him."

   Zhu Xiangxiang said: “Recently, there have been a lot of things in the company, and my dad can’t get out of it. It’s probably coming soon.”

  Wish grandma coldly snorted: "It's all excuses. This is his daughter's reception banquet. Why, he won't transfer after the company leaves?"

  Zhu Xiangxiang didn’t know what to say. He saw the gift bag on the table and walked over with a smile: “Ding Spiegel, Mrs. Jiang is so kind to you, and I will give you a gift. Can we feast our eyes on it.”

  I wish grandma have no objection, she is also quite curious.

Ming Jing took a look at the two of them, and then untied the knot on the seal of the gift bag. Inside was a delicate rectangular wooden box. After opening it, there was a Bodhi pendant lying inside. The pendant was led by silver thread and red sandalwood plaques. , The front is carved with a meditation lotus flower, which is lifelike, the back is a small seal on the altar, and the word Mingjing is carved with a small seal on the lower right corner.

The wooden sign uses red gold dzi beads to pierce the vajra, snow meditation, and white jade bodhi seeds, each of which is the best of the bodhi seeds. It has the magical power to seek good fortune and avoid evil and purify the soul. It smells a faint wood sandalwood scent. It makes people feel very calm.

  Although Zhu Xiangxiang doesn’t know much, he knows that it is very valuable.

  Ding Jing's fingertips rubbed the small seal on the wooden sign, and muttered: "Bodhi does not have a tree, and Ming Jing is not a platform. There is nothing in the first place, where can the dust be caused."

  The names of the five teachers and sisters came from this Bodhi sutra.

  I hope that they can see their minds and see themselves, and self-certify Bodhi.

Grandma Zhu is also an acquaintance. She likes to eat Zhai and recite the Buddha when she is old. Although she is not crazy, but she has a little understanding. Therefore, the first time she sees Ming Jing, she feels grief and loves her very much. Look at this bodhi to know the extraordinary product.

   "Take it away, it's Mrs. Jiang's wish, don't let it down."

   "Ding Spiegel, are you still vulgar now?" Zhu Xiangxiang asked abruptly.

  I wish grandma frowned and glanced at her.

  Mingjing put the pendant back in the wooden box, and said lightly: "Cultivation is not in the environment, but in the heart."

  I wish Xiangxiang lowered his eyebrows, making a mystery.

   Xiaoying knocked on the door, "Old lady, two ladies, sir is here."

   Zhu Xiangxiang laughed: "Dad is here, let's go down."

  Xiaoying's face was a little weird, and she was hesitant to speak.

  I wish Xiangxiang Liu frowned, and asked: "What's the matter?"

  Xiaoying whispered: "Mr. brought the secretary."

  No one in Zhu’s family doesn’t know now, and Mr.’s female secretary is his junior.

  At the reception banquet of my daughter, I brought Xiaosan to attend. Isn’t this just a block?

  I wish grandma's face sinking: "This **** thing."

  Zhu Xiangxiang’s mouth was slightly tilted, extremely secretive, and soon said with a calm face: "This is a Spiegel banquet, what will Dad do? Let the guests watch the jokes?"

  The mirror flicked the hem of the skirt, and said lightly: "It's meaningless, let's go."

  ——

   Zhu Wentao showed up with the female secretary, and immediately caused a commotion.

  There is no impermeable wall in the world. The little trouble between Zhu Wentao and his secretary has long been spread. The last few ladies' gatherings have not been Lin Qing's shadow, and everyone laughed at her without scruples.

  How envious and jealous of those people were before, now it’s just as hideous to step on her face.

  I thought that Zhu Wentao would give Lin Qing some face to his daughter, and would not do too much. Unexpectedly, everyone still underestimated the cold-blooded and cheeky men.

  Different from the image of the traditional coquettish vixen little secretary, this woman has a graceful appearance, elegant gestures, and a gentle temperament at home. It is easy to make people feel good.

  Everyone is a woman, and I know in my heart that the more approachable you look, the more difficult it is.

Lin Qing's face sank only at the beginning, and quickly adjusted her emotions, without being noticed by others, so she greeted Zhu Wentao with a smile, very familiar with Zhu Wentao's arm, and said softly: "You come here. It’s too late, let the guests wait so long."

  The female secretary automatically distanced herself from Zhu Wentao, always keeping a decent and gentle smile on her face.

  If it weren’t for the inside story, everyone would have been deceived by them.

  I have to say that the acting skills of these three people are all from the celebrity and movie posters, especially Lin Qing. This is so powerful that he can face the cheating husband and the excellent juniors and still keep his face unchanged.

  Zhu Wentao smiled and apologized to all the guests, with great demeanor: "The company has an important meeting to be held, it is late, everyone forgive me."

  "How about three cups of self-punishment?"

  Zhu Wentao took the wine glasses on the waiter’s tray and drank three glasses in a row, which evoked a shout of applause.

  Lin Qing turned her back to the crowd, looked through Zhu Wentao's shoulder, and looked at Zhou Ling coldly.

  I don’t know who yelled: "Mr. Zhu, please don’t steal the limelight. The real protagonist of the banquet tonight has not yet appeared."

  (End of this chapter)