Chapter 599 The Life of Not Being Able to Flirt with Girls

Ning Xi originally wanted to ask clearly, but a little monk ran over at this time, reminding Xuanjing that the Fa meeting was about to start.

Xuan Jing didn't seem to have any intentions to explain, and left after saying goodbye to her and Xi Shiqing directly.

Ning Xi could only turn to Xi Shiqing with a bewildered face, "Mr. Xi, you know the master better, what do you mean by drawing a flower for me?"

Xi Shiqing picked up the piece of paper and scrutinized it for a while, but also had no clue, "I can't speculate on the abbot's mind."

After Xi Shiqing finished speaking, she looked at her with a little surprise, "There are many people who ask the master similar questions every day. Every time the master can at most one sentence of all his own destiny, I didn't expect that this time he will give you a hand note in person."

The corners of Ning Xi's mouth twitched slightly, and she whispered, "I'm quite honored to hear you say that, but this flower is too mysterious... Forget it, go back and think about it later!"

When leaving the hall, Xi Shiqing turned around and looked at the Buddha statue in the center of the hall for a long time.

Ning Xi put his shoulders on him and turned him around, not allowing him to look again, "Hey, don't look at it, what's so good about being a monk? Chanting sutras and chanting Buddha all day long, you can't drink and eat meat, and you can't marry a wife! I'll invite you to drink and make you a meat feast to take you out. I'll keep you safe! You don't want to become a monk anymore! You say, what's the difference between a life that can't flirt with a girl and a salted fish..."

Ning Xi was racking her brains to talk about the benefits of not being home. Xi Shiqing finally stopped looking at the Buddha statue, but looked at her. There was nothing in her clear eyes, except for her reflection...

After tossing around for most of the day, Ning Xi finally lived up to her trust and brought Xi Shiqing back.

At that time, mother Xi was crying silently in the pavilion, and she had no hope for her son to change his mind.

Father Xi also looked sad.

Although Mr. Xi did not speak, he was under the greatest pressure. After all, Sun Tzu liked Buddhism, and he also had his subtle influence.

"Why so long..." Father Ning stuck his head out and watched nervously for a long time.

Mr. Xi sighed, "Lao Ning, tell Xiao Xi to come back, we'll find a way."

"What solution can you think of in such a short period of time?" Xi's mother glanced at the time, "In half an hour, Qingqing is going to lose her hair!"

After speaking, the tears fell even more fiercely, "If my Qingqing really becomes a monk, I will follow Luofa to become a nun!"

When Dad Xi heard this, he panicked and said, "You... what nonsense are you talking about! It's nonsense!"

"Where am I fooling around? My son has become a monk, what else do I have to remember!"

"Then you don't care about Shixuan and me?"

...

The family was in a gloomy mood when suddenly they saw a person walking by at the end of the corridor.

It was Ning Xi who came back.

Mother Xi was just trying to comfort Ning Xi a few words, so that she didn't need to care, but the next second, she saw a familiar figure walking out from behind Ning Xi.

It turned out to be her baby son!

Ning's mother was stunned for a moment, then she was surprised and said in a trembling voice, "Qingqing..."

"Shiqing..." Mother Xi, Grandpa Xi and Father Ning were both surprised and happy when they saw Xi Shiqing.

However, it was inevitable that he was still apprehensive. Did he come to see them one last time before losing his hair?

Until Xi Shiqing walked up to them and called out one by one: "Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Grandpa Ning..."

It is no longer this donor, that donor!