Chapter 1160: 292: Mr. Mog’s Heir_4
In fact, Zheng Suyu now has no more attachments to the secular world; she is atoning for her past.
All things in the secular world are no longer related to her.
Seeing that Zheng Suyu was still in good spirits, everyone didn’t disturb her and left after staying a while at the nunnery.
Arriving at the foot of the mountain, Old Master Zheng looked up at the nunnery shrouded in mist and fog, and after a long while, he said, “I really don’t know if Suyu’s choice is right or wrong.”
After all, before this, Zheng Suyu was once a celebrated talented lady in Beijing.
No one would have expected that she would end up keeping pany with ancient Buddhas by the dim light of a lamp.
Ni Yang smiled and continued the conversation, “Grandpa, I think this is the best oute for Grandma. From our secular view, keeping pany with ancient Buddhas seems like a very austere thing, but it’s not really. The joy of the monastic life es from within through cultivation, unrelated to external things. Buddhism is a faith, and faith brings about a set of values. The values of Buddhism are about pursuing personal cultivation and aligning with the natural laws of the universe, and ultimately guiding one’s actions and mindset.”
Values differ, and so does the perception of things and the understanding of happiness.
So, in fact, Zheng Suyu is happy now.
The person she is now, is the real her.
Old Madam Zheng nodded, “I think Yangyang is right. You should stop worrying about Suyu all the time. I also think Suyu is doing quite well this way.”
Old Master Zheng withdrew his gaze, his previously worried heart also relieved in that instant.
Descending the mountain, Adelle clung to Ni Yang, asking her to take her to the temple fair.
Ni Yang, holding Mo Qishen’s arm, said, “I’m going to the temple fair with your brother-in-law. It’s better if you don’t third-wheel us. Maybe you should ask Big Brother to take you.”
Adelle had that in mind, but was somewhat embarrassed to say it. Hearing Ni Yang’s words, she immediately ran to find Shangguan Xu to acpany her to the temple fair.
Shangguan Xu was still single, with no girlfriend to spend the new year’s day with, so he went to the temple fair with Adelle.
The temple fair on New Year’s Day was very exciting, and not far from it, there was a ski field.
After visiting the temple fair, Ni Yang looked at Mo Qishen, “Big Brother Mo, shall we go skiing?”
Mo Qishen nodded, “Sure, do you know how?”
“Yes.”
Hearing this, Mo Qishen’s eyes revealed a hint of disappointment; if Ni Yang didn’t know how to ski, he could have taken the opportunity to teach her.
The ski field was large, and the ski runs were long.
Indeed, Ni Yang could ski; after all, in her previous life, she was a sports enthusiast and even enjoyed surfing.
But things from her previous life were, after all, a long time ago, and picking up the skis again felt somewhat foreign to Ni Yang.
Looking at Mo Qishen, he was very good at skiing. Ni Yang was just ready, and he had already made a round trip.
“Yangyang, are you okay? If you can’t do it, I can reluctantly teach you.”
“Who says I can’t?” Ni Yang gave him a glare.
Ni Yang put on her skis, tightly holding the ski poles, and swished right out.
Very good.
Her skills from the past were still there.
Ni Yang slightly curved her lips.
Mo Qishen was also stunned…
She really could do it!
Worthy of being the wife he had chosen.
Impressive!
Skiing is like drag racing; as the speed increases, the adrenaline surges, making it feel incredibly exhilarating!
While speeding…
Ni Yang felt something was amiss.
Because she forgot how to brake…
How to brake again?
Fortunately, the one ahead of her was Mo Qishen.
With someone else, the oute might not have been good, but with Mo Qishen, even if he was crippled by a crash, it would be alright.
Ni Yang closed her eyes, steeled her heart, and charged straight towards him.
Mo Qishen was backsliding.
Seeing Ni Yang charging straight at him, he was taken aback.
Was his wife trying to…
Throw herself into his arms?
It seemed happiness came somewhat suddenly.
At that thought, Mo Qishen hurriedly spread his arms.
“Bang!”
The huge impact knocked them both to the ground.
One on top of the other.
Ni Yang’s teeth harshly struck Mo Qishen’s chin, leaving a bloody tooth mark on his stubbled chin.
Ouch!
That really hurt.
Mo Qishen’s tongue touched his back molars, “Wife, are you trying to murder your own husband?”
“Sorry,” Ni Yang said, somewhat embarrassingly, “I forgot how to brake, Big Brother Mo, are you alright?”
“It hurts, my whole body hurts.”
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