章節 404: Chapter 227 Really fated_1

Little Monk was held by Aunt Cheng Yue's hands, his face showing both happiness and shyness, and he was so excited that his face turned red and he was at a loss for what to do.

Qian Yixiu fetched a silver note worth one hundred taels of silver and handed it to him, saying, "This is for the Buddha's incense money."

Little Monk did not stand on ceremony, taking the silver note with his right hand and tucking it into his chest. But his left hand kept holding onto Cheng Yue's hem, and his eyes watched her unwaveringly.

Cheng Yue, who was pregnant, radiated even more of a mother's love and knew better how to express it, seeming even clearer than before. She let Little Monk hold onto her, one hand on her belly while the other occasionally touched the top of his head or his little face, gently asking about some details of his life in the temple.