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Chapter 230 Living next door to Song Boyan

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    "When my mother passed away, I was the only one around and couldn't hold a beautiful funeral for her, so I wanted to take this opportunity to stay here for a few more days to chant sutras and pray for her."

    With that said, Tang Li looked at the bodyguards again: "But it seems it's not the right time for me to come here today."

    Song Boyan said: "Since you want to stay, then stay."

    Hearing this, Tang Li looked at him again.

    "I will live in the mountains for a while. You have nothing to worry about if you stay here." Tang Li felt that Song Baiyan's eyes fell on her, still like an elder looking at a junior: "I will discuss the chanting matter with the host later.  , let him help you arrange it."

    Then, Song Boyan called Ji Ming over: "Ask the master in the temple to prepare another room, and say that there was a female donor missing just now."

    Ji Ming nodded in agreement.

    Watching Ji Ming turn around and leave, Song Baiyan looked away, no longer staying outside the Main Hall, and walked towards the bamboo forest at the rear.

    After walking a few steps, I didn¡¯t hear the footsteps behind me.

    Song Boyan stopped and turned around, only to find that Tang Li was still standing where he was.

    "Won't you follow?" he said.

    Tang Li didn¡¯t know what Song Boyan was going to do, and was afraid that it would be bad if she followed him rashly, so she planned to wait here for Ji Ming to come back. Now that Song Boyan said this, she followed him.

    Song Boyan took her to a courtyard behind the bamboo forest.

    The courtyard is not big, and the paint on the vermilion door has peeled off.

    Tang Li followed Song Boyan and pushed the door open. The blue-tiled house inside was old and similar to the structure of a courtyard. A bamboo basket was hung on the pillars of the eaves and corridors. Even if there were no spider webs, it still gave people a dilapidated and dilapidated look.  a feeling of.

    Tang Li has already guessed that this is the place where pilgrims stay in the temple.

    "It's just that it's a bit broken.

    She didn¡¯t expect that with Song Boyan¡¯s status, he would live in such a house in the mountains.

    "The accommodation conditions in this temple are not good enough. There are several ethnic minority villages at the foot of the mountain. If you are not used to living there, you can stay with them at night and then go up the mountain during the day."

    Tang Li turned to look at Song Boyan: "Are you going down the mountain too?"

    "I will live here." Song Boyan said, smiling indulgently: "I am different from you. I have slept in the open air before. This kind of house is nothing. You little girls are usually not used to living in this kind of place. Everyone  There is no private bathroom in the house, so it¡¯s inconvenient to get up at night to go to the bathroom.¡±

    At a glance, Tang Li had already taken a look at the yard.

    She knew that Song Boyan¡¯s words were not a lie.

    There is only one bathroom in the yard, which is shared by men and women.

    Because the bathroom door was open, facing her, Tang Li could see clearly inside. There was no water heater or sink, only a rubber hose for showering, and a squat pit for using the toilet. She had no doubt that the shower was  The water button is broken.

    Tang Li didn't hesitate much and said, "If you can live here, I can live here too."

    Afraid that Song Boyan would think she was trying to show off her strength, she added: "The environment in my hometown in southern Yunnan is not much better than here."

    Seeing her persistence, Song Boyan said nothing more.

    In the end, Tang Li chose an empty house next door to Song Boyan's.

    The layout of the room is also very simple.

    In addition to a single bed, there is only a small table and no chairs.

    At night, Tang Li was lying on the bed, smelling the musty bedding. Not only did he not find it difficult to sleep, but he felt an indescribable peace of mind.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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