Chapter 1459 If You Don't Leave, I Won't Give up (67)

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Yang Zimei and others were about to get on the ropeway when they heard Rong He's call from behind, "Niuniu, wait!"

Yang Zimei's body froze slightly, she stopped, but she didn't want to look back.

She was worried that Rong He would tell her about Long Zhutian's murder again.

"Niuniu, bring the peach cake I made."

Seeing that she didn't look back, Rong He knew what she was thinking about, so he hurriedly said.

Peach cake?

When Yang Zimei heard this, she turned around.

She wanted to know whether the peach blossom cakes made by grandfather were different from those made by Rong Hezhai.

Xiao Qianhe Rianyi heard the peach blossom cake, and the greed came again. He was already standing on the iron bridge, so he immediately jumped down, jumped in front of Rong He, and shouted, "Grandpa, I want peach blossom cake too!"

Rong He opened the cardboard box, took out two peach cakes from the inside, and handed them to Xiao Qian.

Xiaoqian gave one to Ripple, and the other was just about to eat. After thinking about it, he divided it into two halves, and handed the other half to Ripple, "Ripple, eat more."

Ripple shook his head in a moved way, saying that it would be good for everyone to eat one.

"Then I'll eat it."

Xiaoqian, who didn't know it, put the peach blossom cake in his mouth and took a bite, then closed his eyes in intoxication, "Well, it's so fragrant! It's better than the peach blossom cake in Ronghezhai!"

Ripple also nodded, eating with a look of happiness, like someone in love.

Yang Zimei walked in front of Rong He and called out in a low voice, "Grandpa—"

"Niuniu, I'm sorry, Grandpa shouldn't let you know the truth. Master Enlightenment said that everything has its own cause and effect. I hope you don't worry about it."

Rong He lovingly reached out and touched her head, then handed her the box of peach blossom cakes, "On that day, I brewed peach blossom cakes for Huihui. Because of the unique taste, I opened Rong He Zhai and made them. There are many peach blossom cakes, but you can't wait for your grandma to eat them. Niuniu, now you help me take this box of peach blossom cakes back to her and say I wish her well."

"Um."

Yang Zimei nodded, "I will deliver it."

"Thank you Niuniu, it's easy for you to go. If you accidentally enter a strange space on the ropeway that seems like you can't get out of it, just jump up and that's it."

Rong He said.

"Grandpa, we met before we came, what kind of space is that?"

Yang Zimei hurriedly asked, hoping that Rong He could solve her confusion.

"Grandpa doesn't know either."

Rong He shook his head and said.

"Oh."

Yang Zimei responded slightly disappointedly, holding the box, and seeing the melting gaze falling on Long Zhutian again, her heart became nervous.

In the end, Rong He didn't say anything, just clasped his palms together, "Amitabha, goodness, goodness, let's go."

Yang Zimei nodded, holding the box, and led everyone on the ropeway again.

This time, it went well, and I didn't enter the strange different-dimensional space. After walking for half an hour, I walked down the iron ropeway.

Standing beside the ropeway, Yang Zimei looked at Linghui Temple on the other side of the cliff, and the grandfather who was still standing in front of the temple, looking at his side.

The mountain wind lifted Grandpa's gray-white monk robe, and in the setting sun, he looked cold and lonely.

Yang Zimei waved at him.

Rong He nodded, Fang turned to go inside the temple.

"Sister, did your grandfather become a monk because of your grandmother?"

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