Chapter 198 (1/2)

Before dawn, Fu Rong was carried out by Qiao from the gauze tent.

Fu Rong looked at the dark sky outside. Thousands of them reluctantly closed their eyes and complained, ”mother, let me sleep a little more. I'm not too hot.”

Qiao put her on the chair and took the towel in Lan Xiang's hand to wipe her face, as if she were treating an official who didn't like to wash her face. ”You said you wanted to go to Yongtai temple to offer incense. So far away, let's not leave early. What's the heat in the car at noon? Now that you're talking well, it's really hot. You must be the first to complain. ”

Fu Rong frowned and wrinkled his face, and let his mother knead and knead to wake up. He snatched the towel himself, and secretly spread all his resentment on Xu Jin. He sent a parrot in such a big circle. He also blamed himself for being extremely curious about the parrot. Otherwise, he would not do it?

But Fu Rong is still looking forward to it. Listening to Xu Jin's description, the parrot must be very beautiful.

After breakfast, the mother and daughter got into the carriage, and Fu Chen still rode.

When he arrived at the gate, Fu Rong raised the curtain slightly. Shortly after the city gate opened, people in coarse clothes lined up to enter the city. Some of them were pushing vegetables. They didn't know whether they were going to sell them at the morning market or to the rich families. Some were pushing things for making steamed stuffed bun rolls. They were rushing to sell breakfast.

Fu Rong covered his mouth with a veil and yawned.

Qiao put down the curtain and whispered to her daughter, ”see? Compared with the way they get up early and work late at night, we can go to incense in the carriage leisurely. The days are just heaven and earth. So we should cherish our blessings and not complain about all the little pains. ”

Remember, Fu Niang said to me that she was tired by her shoulder

Qiao felt her daughter's head and looked at Fu Xuan, who was in a good spirit. She shook her head helplessly.

When we arrived at Yongtai temple, the morning light just came from the East. The 108 stone steps in front of Yongtai temple were only covered by the morning light, which was bright and bright, and seemed to be illuminated by Buddha light, which added more mysterious charm to the ancient temple.

”Didn't my brother invite a sedan chair bearer?” Fu Rong looked around and asked his brother suspiciously.