Chapter 147 Buddhist Disciple 7 Qian woke up in the morning, opening her eyes to see Venerable Master dad sitting with his back to her, meditating. She rubbed her eyes and climbed up, skillfully moving over to gently touch Wuxin’s round head. It was both round and shiny. She wanted a sesame cake, the kind with sesame sprinkled on top. Wuxin opened his eyes, scooped the child up, and sat her on the edge of the bed, putting on her socks and shoes. Qian stretched out her arms and dressed herself in the…