Chapter: 4475

"What?" Ma Lan was not convinced, and retorted: "It's not that I don't like others, but I don't like her, Qian Hongyan. You have to know, this Qian Hongyan is really bad!"

Xiao Churan said: "It's her fault that she is bad, you don't need to say it here..."

Ma Lan curled her lips: "If you encounter bad people and bad things in your life, you can still call 110 to call the police. What's wrong with me talking to the Buddha? Is the Buddha not as good as the police? If he doesn't even understand such things, he will You are not worthy to be a Buddha!"

When Xiao Churan heard Ma Lan's nonsense, she didn't know how to refute it.

Lin Wan'er on the side was already dumbfounded.

Although she has a lot of knowledge, she has hardly seen such an ignorant woman as Ma Lan, and she even went to the Buddhist hall to speak nonsense.

Thinking of her insulting and offending the Buddha, Lin Wan'er couldn't help but said: "There are three poisons in Buddhism, namely greed, anger, and ignorance. Greed is dissatisfaction with desires and insatiable greed; anger is complaining about the status quo and hating others; ignorance is confusion and ignorance. Ignorant, most ordinary people have one of the three poisons, it is rare to see someone who commits the three poisons once in a few words, the Buddha has a spirit, how can he bless those who have all the three poisons..."

Ma Lan was stunned, and looked sideways at Lin Wan'er. Seeing her hands clasped together and her eyes slightly closed, she couldn't help frowning and said, "Hey, are you talking about me? Are you pointing at Sang Huai and telling me something?"

Lin Wan'er opened her eyes, looked at Ma Lan, and said calmly, "I'm sorry, I was just muttering in front of the Buddha to reflect on myself, I may have disturbed you, please forgive me."

After finishing speaking, Lin Wan'er stood up, looked at the Buddha statue devoutly, and turned to leave.


"Hey, don't go if you have the ability!" Ma Lan still wanted to reason with her, but she turned around and walked away without any reluctance. She wanted to catch up and argue but found it unrealistic. After all, her right leg was still kicking behind her. Thinking, if you want to get up, you have to rely on the help of your daughter Xiao Churan.

In desperation, Ma Lan could only give up resentfully.

Xiao Churan said at this time: "Mom, I think the little girl is right. You are so greedy and ignorant in front of the Buddha. You can't see any sincerity. It is impossible for the Buddha to bless you."

Ma Lan didn't expect that her daughter would not help her, so she curled her lips and muttered, "Cut, if you don't bless me, I will be pulled down! It seems that the whole world has no place to make wishes without the Buddha! Let my good son-in-law give it to me when I go home." I adjust the feng shui, if the feng shui luck is good, this source of wealth will be unstoppable! This means that the east side is not bright and the west side is bright, my mother always has a solution!"

After finishing speaking, Ma Lan said with a look of annoyance: "Oh, his grandma, why didn't I think of it before, I wouldn't come here if I thought about it! It's very tiring!"

After saying that, he looked at Xiao Churan again, and said, "Let's go! Churan, send mom home, I'll find a good son-in-law!"

Xiao Churan said helplessly: "Mom...you should stop embarrassing Ye Chen!"

Xiao Churan's words made Lin Wan'er, who had already walked to the door, startled suddenly.

She murmured in her heart: "It's Ye Chen again? I've been in Jinling for two days, and I can't get away from Ye Chen every day. Is that why I have a relationship with him? Then who is the son-in-law of that rough woman just now? Ye Chen? Could it be Ye Chen from Yanjing Ye Family that I'm looking for?"

Thinking of this, she subconsciously looked back at Xiao Churan, and said in her heart: "This young woman seems to be about the same age as the Ye Chen I am looking for, and there are not many people with the same name as Ye Chen. I'm afraid there are even fewer, could it be that the Ye Chen I'm looking for is already married? The wife is the woman in front of me?"

"I think she is about the same age as Ye Chen, and her appearance and temperament are not bad. She is also considered unique, but her mother is really dumbfounding..."

"It's not that I haven't seen those unrestrained vulgar women, but even an illiterate shrew dare not act wild in front of the Buddha's temple. She is really fearless..."

"Ye Chen's status can be considered prominent, and his personal strength is unrivaled. Why is there such a vulgar mother-in-law? It's really weird..."

Xiao Churan didn't notice that outside the palace gate, the beautiful girl was looking at herself and her mother Ma Lan.

She was busy trying to persuade Ma Lan to give up the idea of ??asking Ye Chen to show her Feng Shui.

Because Ma Lan took it for granted and said, "Ye Chen is my son-in-law, he can help so many people with Feng Shui, can't he help my mother-in-law take a look?"

Xiao Churan sighed and said, "Oh, mom, didn't you say that Marven Ye couldn't know about this? Besides, things like Feng Shui should be very macroscopic. It solves big problems on a macroscopic level, so there must be no way to do it." It�s very concrete, so how can you control the popularity of your live broadcast room? Our car�s fuel consumption is so high, can it be possible to ask Ye Chen to show you Fengshui, and the fuel consumption can be reduced? It�s not realistic at all..."

"That's right..." Ma Lan said dejectedly: "Forget it, anyway, I have brought all the things I should bring to the Buddha today, and it depends on whether the Buddha will give me face. It's bad luck, if he doesn't show face, then I will never come to him again..."

As he said that, Ma Lan suddenly realized and asked Xiao Churan in a low voice: "Churan, do you think the Buddha took Qian Hongyan's benefits first?"

Xiao Churan's head was as big as a bucket, so he quickly helped her up, and then whispered to the Buddha: "Buddha, I'm sorry...my mother is outspoken, please forgive me..." JrNovels.com