At the same time, Wen Tian also slowly remembered that in the original story, Zizi did experience an inexplicable serious illness just to promote the relationship between the protagonists.

    Zizi was dying of illness, and because of the exposure of their relationship, he was pressured by his family, so that the two people whose relationship had fallen to the freezing point met again and talked to each other, and their relationship warmed up again.

    If he remembered correctly, the next important plot was Lin’s mother’s birthday party, Jiang Han came uninvited, confessed his love to Lin Qing in front of everyone, and charged forward for love.

    Lin’s mother, birthday party.

    Wen Tian deeply sucked in the reassuring milky fragrance on Zizi’s body, and his eyes gradually sank.

    The little Zizi finally got better, and everyone was happy. The barrage was even more tearful:

    [Wife, why don’t you go to the temple to worship, children are really mysterious, this kind of disease that can’t be found out may be caused by evil spirits (worry)]

    [Yes, yes, yes, when I was a child, I had a fever every night, and the hospital couldn’t find out what was wrong. In the end, I drank talisman water to get better (headache)]

    [Wuwuwuwu, who did my wife answer the phone? It must be an angel sent by God to save his wife (covering his mouth and crying) (covering his mouth and crying)

    Wen Tian was thinking, and a woman with a smell of oil smoke came in with a lot of bags, “Teacher Wen, who is Teacher Wen?”

    Wen Tian raised his eyes slightly, “It’s me, you are looking for me?”

    The woman smiled and said, “Someone ordered food for me to deliver to you, all light and freshly fried.”

    Wen Tian was stunned and lowered his eyes.

    He didn’t ask, but he knew in his heart that it must be Jiang Han.

    A moment ago, Jiang Han’s calm and secure voice was still lingering in his ears. Thinking of the upcoming birthday party for Lin’s mother, he finally decided to believe in Jiang Han.

    Wen Tian did not refuse Jiang Han’s kindness, opened the food box, and asked others to eat together.

    The second episode ended in a hurry, but the ratings were unexpectedly good. When the camera was turned off, the screen was full of:

    [Don’t be afraid, my wife, we will protect you! (clenched fist) (clenched fist)]

    [After the good boy gets better, can my wife send a Weibo to report safety! (Worried)]

    [Wow, I love my wife, I love my son, I love Zhizhi (blow a kiss) (blow a kiss)]

    [Wife, I will miss you, dear son, auntie will miss you! (Waving)]

    Compared to the day of the first recording, the whole world has become favourable to Wen Tian, who smiled weakly at the camera and waved, “Goodbye.”

    The second episode ended hastily.

    That night, Wen Tian hurriedly returned to Beijing with his son.

    He took his son to several hospitals and made sure that there was nothing wrong with his health before taking him to the temple.

    It was a Buddhist temple that used to be dedicated to the royal family. There were seven or eight Buddha statues of various sizes in it, and it was famous throughout the country for its efficacy.

    Both the big and the small wore masks, and the hoods of their sun protection clothes were pressed down to cover their faces, so they could not be seen in their original appearance at all. Wen Tian held his son to receive incense, and then took his son to worship the Buddha statues one by one.

    Each Buddha statue has a dedicated hall. It takes more than half an hour to line up to worship Buddha. Wen Tian always finds a shade that he can see for his baby to stay, and then he patiently lines up and worships Buddha devoutly. He worships one statue after another, hoping that the gods and Buddhas in the sky will hear his prayers and bless his baby with safety.

A 26-meter-high sandalwood Buddha has the most pilgrims and is said to be the most effective.

    Wen Tian waited in line for a long time before he got to the soft seat. He knelt down devoutly, put his hands together and prayed sincerely.

    I hope my baby will be healthy and safe. I hope my baby will be healthy and safe.

    He kept repeating it over and over again, fearing that the gods and Buddhas would not hear his wishes.

    Suddenly, Wen Tian felt a pain in his eyebrows and heard a female voice clearly saying, “I hope my Ah Tian will always be happy.”

    Wen Tian suddenly opened his eyes and looked around.

    The people kneeling on the left and right of him happened to be men, who would not make such a sound at all.

    A chill suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.

    There was still a long line behind him, and Wen Tian could not delay too long, so he had to stand up hesitantly and looked around in confusion, but still found nothing.

    After worshiping the Buddha, Wen Tian took his baby to the Dharma Circulation Center and gritted his teeth to buy several bracelets that meant peace.

    One string costs five or six hundred yuan, so Wen Tian hardened his heart and bought ten strings.

    Zizi, Song Cheng, Song Zhinian, Su Yuzhe, etc. He didn’t have many friends, and he kept everyone who was kind to him in his heart.

    After counting, there was still one extra string.

    Of course, Wen Tian was reluctant to buy it for himself. He subconsciously wanted to buy the extra string to give to Jiang Han.

    Since he decided to trust Jiang Han and cooperate with Jiang Han, he had to show some goodwill.

    A bracelet worth hundreds of yuan might be too shabby for Jiang Han. Wen Tian thought embarrassedly, if, if Jiang Han is willing to cooperate, then when he makes money in the future, he will make up for it. If not, then, he will wear it himself. Wen Tian took a deep breath and continued to queue up with Zizi to consecrate the bracelet. He didn’t notice that not far away, two girls were surprised and raised their phones to take a quick photo of him.

    Wen Tian went into the consecration room first, and knelt on the ground with his baby, holding the bracelet he bought devoutly in his hands. The two-year-old baby was affected by the solemn atmosphere, and also folded his hands, closed his big eyes, and held his breath obediently.

    The two girls happened to be stuck in line at the door, and took a clear photo of the big and small people kneeling devoutly on the ground, and posted it on the social platform: Oh my God, my wife really brought the baby to worship Buddha, I am really crying!

    The photo was taken from the back, and both of them were wrapped very tightly. Only the round and beautiful outline of Wen Tian’s eyes could be seen, and the long and slender eyelashes that drooped were thick and curled, and the thin eyelids opened a gap slightly. His eyes fell on the baby beside him, and he was indescribably gentle and affectionate.

    The silly and cute baby was holding his breath with all his strength, and his little face was flushed.

    [Wuwuwuwu, my wife really went to hug Buddha for the baby (crying)]

    [My wife bought a lot of bracelets. Is he going to give so many bracelets to others? (Confused) (Confused)]

    [I know this bracelet, it’s for safety, 600 yuan a string, so much must be a burden for my wife, I’m looking forward to who can receive my wife’s kindness (covering mouth) (covering mouth)]

    After coming out of the Buddhist temple, the little cub asked reluctantly, “Dad, are we going home?”