Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 140 The Buddha Brother and the Assassin Brother 7

"This……"

People around gasped in surprise, followed by a deathly silence.

Zhao Zhao held the object in her hand, glanced at it twice, and, with an attitude of treating everyone equally, did not let go of it.

Seeing his son clutching it tightly, He Qianyan forced a smile and coaxed, "Zhaozhao, are you mistaken? Do you like anything else?"

Su Tangyue wiped away her cold sweat and quickly stepped forward, "Yes, Zhaozhao, let's choose again."

The two sons each brought something more unusual than the last, especially Zhao Zhao, who actually brought a string of Buddhist prayer beads!

Moreover, the prayer beads were accidentally kicked over by her youngest son. Su Tangyue sighed, wondering what kind of karmic entanglement it was. Of all things to kick, Minmin had to kick over the prayer beads. Zhaozhao was the same; he would grab whatever came his way. None of them were easy to deal with.

She didn't want her son to become a monk in the future, and the thought made it even harder for her to smile.

Seeing that his parents disliked what he was holding, Zhao Zhao was about to put it down when He Yunmin, who had been waiting for a while, strolled over and interrupted him.

"Huh?" The cub stared curiously at the thing in Zhao Zhao's hand, tilting its head cutely. Just as it was about to take the Buddhist beads from his hand, someone suddenly walked in from outside the door.

“Master Xuanxin!” He Qianyan was taken aback.

This is Master Xuanxin of Hongde Temple, who made a prophecy for Zhaozhao back then. The master is renowned and highly respected, but today, just like a year ago, he has come to the He residence without any warning.

Xuanxin was over eighty years old, with a completely white beard and an air of otherworldly wisdom. At this moment, he wore a kind smile on his face, looking at Zhaozhao and the Buddhist beads he was clutching tightly in his hand. He put his hands together in a gesture of respect, saying, "Your son is destined to be with Buddha."

The string of prayer beads is still in Zhao Zhao's possession. Although it has been blocked by several people, it has not been successfully taken away.

Years later, when people recall this scene, they can't help but sigh at the workings of fate.

He Qianyan's smile froze slightly as he picked Zhao Zhao up in his arms. "You're too kind, Master."

"I wonder what brings you here today, Master?" Since they had helped the He family before, their attitude was still respectful.

“The Buddha bestows a gift upon your son.” Xuanxin said “the Buddha,” not “I.” No one else paid much attention to those two words, except Zhaozhao, whose clear eyes were fixed on Xuanxin’s every move.

Xuanxin's eyes never left Zhaozhao as she cheerfully handed over the Buddhist beads in her hand.

It's Buddhist prayer beads again.

He Qianyan's smile faded; he truly had no idea what the monk was up to.

The Bodhi seed prayer beads that Xuanxin gave to Zhaozhao were different from the ones he had in his hand; just looking at them, Zhaozhao felt they were very mysterious.

Without hesitation, Zhao Zhao reached out her hand.

Then, Xuanxin bent down and personally helped him put the prayer beads on his wrist. The beads wrapped around his small wrist again and again, just like the ten thousand good deeds in the side quest, which had been entangled in Zhao Zhao's short eighteen years.

He Yunmin, who was standing to the side, started crying for some reason. She picked up her toy sword and was about to stab Xuanxin.

Su Tangyue naturally couldn't let him run wild, so she quickly picked him up and coaxed, "Minmin, be good, don't make a fuss."

"Waaah..." He Yunmin's tear-filled eyes were still fixed on Xuan Xin, while she gripped the small silver sword tightly in her hand.

The scene resembled a cub confronting a monk. Xuanxin's eyes, which seemed to encompass all things, gazed deeply at He Yunmin for a few moments before casually taking out a jade pendant and handing it to him.

"A birthday gift from this humble monk to the second young master."

"This is just a small gift, nothing more."

He Qianyan accepted the gift on his behalf and casually thanked him, saying, "Thank you, Master."

Before Zhao Zhao could even get a good look at the jade pendant, He Qianyan tucked it into his pocket.

Upon receiving the gift, Xuanxin left the He residence without lingering.

The baby's first birthday celebration came to an end, and the story of the twins from the He family, the richest family, holding a sword and Buddhist prayer beads respectively, spread like wildfire.