Wonderful Puppet
Chapter 100 Little Novice
Zhen Miao suddenly didn't know what expression to put on.
Theoretically, Luo Tianxuan saved her from the serious illness a few days ago, and he was kind to himself, but he tried to strangle her twice before, and it was still a nightmare until midnight.
Zhen Miao was tangled when she saw Luo Tianxuan withdraw his gaze, get on his horse neatly, and just left.
Zhen Miao hatedly hugged the bullet pillow in the carriage and thumped it a few times.
Call you self-indulgent!
What are the entanglements, the grievances are balanced, and they will be strangers in the future.
Zhen Miao felt that she had finally sorted out the position of her fiancé with the snake essence disease, and she felt at ease.
There, Luo Tianxun also held his breath in his heart.
It was just that there was no reply to the letter that day. When I saw him today, he actually put on a tangled expression.
First of all, she was in her arms, and then she was playing hard to catch. What did she think of him, and what did she think of the Zhenguo Gongfu?
Suddenly remembering that life, he broke through her adultery.
But that woman was completely ashamed, and she kept accusing him, saying that he neglected her, ignored her, and forced her to become like this.
Even when he stabbed the man with a knife, she stopped in front of the man regardless of her life, saying that she would rather go to Huangquan with him.
Luo Tianxuan thought and sneered.
His wife is going to Huangquan with other men!
What a failure he was!
Even though he was lucky enough to win the appreciation of King Li of Jingbei after murdering and consecrating the army, since then, he has made great achievements in battle, and the sky has risen.There was no woman standing in front of him like this.
Luo Tianxuan was riding a Qingcong horse, and his body was straight, but his thoughts drifted away.
Later, the rabbit died and the dog was cooked, and the bird tried to hide the bow.
What was he thinking at that time?
Uh, right.He was still thinking about that woman, and he wanted to ask, what was wrong with him?
Is it just because at the beginning, she clings over inexplicably and didn't get a response, so he deserves this kind of humiliation.Did it end like this?
Luo Tianxun bit his lower lip tightly, biting out a bloodstain gradually.
A few days ago, he inexplicably forgot those hatreds, and had a little expectation for that nightmarish marriage.
The appearance of Zhen Miao's clever smile gradually appeared in his mind, intertwined with it.In the previous life, she stood in front of the man and said those heartbreaking words with tears.
Luo Tianxuan slowly grasped the reins.
How could he forgive her!
Maybe.He wanted to understand the reason why he didn't firmly reject the marriage in the first place.
Let her marry someone else, and he will bear all the pain and hatred from now on, how could he be reconciled!
Zhen Miao didn't know that her fiancé, Snake Jing, became more seriously ill. After chatting with the old lady for a while, she came to the front of Huaruo Temple again.
The monk who had been waiting for a long time led the crowd in and took them to the place where they stayed.
The old lady followed Luo Tianxuan directly to greet the noble.
The rest of the people entered their respective rooms for a while.
Sister Wen Yahan lives in one room.As soon as the door was closed, Wen Yaqi pulled Wen Yahan and said, "third sister, the man who came to pick us up just now. Is that the second cousin's fiancé?"
Wen Yahan is soft on the outside and tough on the inside, and always doesn't want to cause trouble for others. Therefore, she always pays attention when she arrives at the uncle's mansion, and she is always attentive, and she has already figured out some major relatives.
When I heard Zhen Huan calling Luo Shizi before, I understood Luo Tianxuan's identity. After hearing Wen Yaqi's question, he nodded and said, "Yes."
Envy flashed in Wen Yaqi's eyes: "Second cousin's fiancé, he looks so good."
Wen Yahan ticked the corner of her mouth.
Not only looks good, but also has a good identity.
Otherwise, how could the second cousin like it.
She remembered that that year when Zhen Miao went to Haiding Mansion, because the fourth brother was of the same age as her, the second sister was just joking, and the cousin was annoyed on the spot.
In terms of appearance, the fourth brother is the most outstanding among the brothers and sisters, and his temperament is also bright and open.
Wen Yahan smiled again.
Now the second cousin has changed her temper and is warm and thoughtful towards them.
Is it just sincerity, or because her life is already very complete, is she expressing extra sympathy on their sisters?
She doesn't need all of these, she just needs to use her own hands to make her parents and family live well.
"Three sisters—"
"kindness?"
Wen Yaqi lowered her head slightly, and asked shyly, "You said, mother wants us to stay, in the future...will it be up to the old lady and aunt to decide?"
The little girl's house, in the end it's too embarrassing to say everything.
There was a little bit of joy in my heart. The marriage that my aunt helped them find was much better than the poor family in Haiding Mansion.
Wen Yahan gave Wen Yaqi a deep look: "Yaqi, remember, our natal family will always be Haiding Mansion, it's useless to rely on others."
Wen Yaqi bit her lip unconvinced, but lowered her head so that Wen Yahan didn't see it.
It was still early for dinner, Wen Yahan remembered what she had planned since she learned that she was coming to the temple, and said, "Pack up and accompany me out for a walk."
Although the specifications of each temple are different, the general layout is similar. Wen Yahan and Wen Yaqi found the place very smoothly.
Because of the arrival of Emperor Zhaofeng, the temple declined other pilgrims, and the little novice was taking a nap in boredom.
"Little Master."
The voice of the woman Qingyue made the little novice wake up suddenly, her face flushed: "Female benefactor, do you want incense candles?"
Wen Yahan shook her head: "Little Master, I want to ask, does your temple need hand-embroidered scriptures?"
"Hand-embroidered scriptures?" The little novice hadn't fully woken up from his sleep. He blinked before nodding: "Of course."
Huaruo Temple is a well-known large temple. Although there is Dafu Temple at the foot of the imperial city, it cannot stop the continuous stream of pilgrims.
There are also many noble ladies who come here several times a year, and those scriptures that have been bathed in the Buddha's light are very rare for them.
This scripture is divided into several categories.The price is of course also different.
The most precious is the hand-embroidered scriptures.
Wen Yahan smiled: "Little master, can I embroider some scriptures in the future to do my best for the Buddha?"
This is a euphemism, but it actually means selling the embroidered scriptures to the temple for some subsidies.
Most temples are like this, they will ask some scholars to copy the scriptures, and then donate to pilgrims.
Ahem, the so-called charity, of course, pilgrims have to donate a lot of sesame oil money.
Wen Yahan did this when she was in Haiding. She knew that famous temples were usually more generous.It is much better than doing embroidery work and selling it to the embroidery building.
"Yes, yes, but the requirements for hand-embroidered scriptures are very strict." The little novice said in a clear voice.
Maybe it's because he's still young, but he looks like he can talk well.
Wen Yahan breathed a sigh of relief, took out a handkerchief and handed it to the little novice: "Little master, take a look, is this okay?"
The little novice opened the veil.
The upright lowercase is written with two verses from the Diamond Sutra.The texture is very special.
A closer look reveals that it is embroidered with thin black silk thread.
Although the little novice is young, he has a vision to guard these things every day.
Ordinary embroidered characters are not as smooth as written, and no matter how clever embroidery is, there will be a dull feeling, which makes people recognizable at a glance.
You can see the embroidered words on this handkerchief.But it can be messed up
The little novice's eyes lit up: "Donor lady, wait a moment. The little monk goes and asks the master."
Not long after, the little novice came back with a cloth bag and carefully opened it, which contained a diamond sutra.
"Girl, you can embroider on this."
Wen Yahan took it over and opened it, and immediately praised a good word!
The little novice reassured and said, "Donor, you must be careful not to damage this scripture. Master said, such a good word is rare."
"What? Did the person who copied the scriptures only gave this one?" Wen Yahan couldn't help but ask.
"That's not true, it's just that all the previous ones have been given away. Only this one is left. The donor who copied the scriptures heard from the master that he passed the exam and it is inconvenient to copy the scriptures again." The little novice explained.
"It turns out that, little master, rest assured, I will take care of it carefully, and hand in the book in two months." Wen Yahan put away the scriptures.
At this moment, I heard a voice say: "Three cousins, fourth cousins, why are you here?"
Wen Yahan hurriedly kept the scriptures tightly before turning her head: "Second cousin, why didn't you take a break?"
Zhen Miao reluctantly pointed to Brother Han who was beside her: "Grandmother isn't here, this skin monkey has entangled me and insisted that I take him out to play."
"Then let's go back first, cousin has a good time." Wen Yahan smiled at Zhen Miao and took Wen Yaqi away.
Brother Han saw the little novice's eyes lit up and ran over and said, "Little Master, do you know where to pick the fruit?"
"There is a road leading to an ancient courtyard around here. There are a few pomegranate trees planted in the courtyard. It's delicious now. In addition, there is a large fruit forest in the back mountain, but it's just the two of you at this time, so it's inconvenient to go there." The novice's eyes are huge, and the voice is crisp, which makes him look really cute.
Brother Han took the little novice's hand and said, "The little master, can you take us to pick pomegranates together?"
Without waiting for the little novice to agree, he pulled him and ran in the direction he pointed.
Hey, the little monk hasn't agreed yet—
The little novice thought so in her heart, and she couldn't help but start walking.
Zhen Miao smiled helplessly and followed.
The ancient courtyard is quiet, and several pomegranate trees are indeed covered with red pomegranates.
Holding a pomegranate and eating it, it is extraordinarily sweet.
Brother Han's mouth was full of juice, and he wanted to take it again after eating, but Zhen Miao stopped him: "You can't eat more, you are young and it is not good for your stomach."
Brother Han looked at Zhen Miao eagerly: "Fourth sister, I'm hungry. It's still too early for dinner."
Zhen Miao glanced at him angrily: "Wait early, you should be at home."
Then he coaxed: "Grandma said, the food here is delicious."
Brother Han was interested, and looked at the little novice with bright eyes: "Little Master, is the food here really delicious?"
"Of course!"
"Then...is the crispy chicken legs made by my fourth sister delicious?"
little novice...
Brother Han asked again, "Is the sweet and sour fish made by my fourth sister delicious?"
Seeing Brother Han's persistent face waiting for an answer, the little novice asked pitifully, "What do chicken legs and fish taste like?"
Brother Han said incredulously: "You haven't even eaten this?"
The little novice pursed his lips: "Master said, monks are not allowed to touch meat, the little monk doesn't like it!"
Brother Han looked at the little novice full of sympathy and added a knife: "Little master, it's no wonder you are so short, you haven't even eaten chicken legs or fish, so pitiful."
The little novice was only six or seven years old, and he said that he was a monk with six pure faculties. How could such a small child really be as calm as water.
For a baby of his age, eating is undoubtedly the biggest temptation.
However, Brother Han kept describing how delicious the crispy chicken legs made by Zhen Miao and how delicious the sweet and sour fish was.
In the end, the little novice pouted and cried, "The little benefactor is a bad person, and the little monk won't play with you any more—"
Seeing the little novice twitching and crying to leave, Zhen Miao hurriedly stopped: "Little master, don't be annoyed, my brother didn't mean it."
If you just came to the monastery, you would make the little monk cry, and it would be bad to spread it out.
In particular, Emperor Zhaofeng was still here, and his impression of Bofu would be even worse.
"But, but the chicken legs and fish he mentioned, the monk has never eaten..." The little novice was quite sad.
Occasionally, children of his age would come with their families to offer incense, and this was not the first time he had heard them mention them.
Deep down in my heart, it is not without envy.
"It's not easy, just let my fourth sister cook it for you." Brother Han didn't understand the difficulty of the little monk at all.
The little novice was even more sad when he heard it: "I am a monk, so I shouldn't think about those things. If I think about it, I'm not a good monk."
The more the little monk spoke, the more sad he became.
Why does he really want to eat it?
Master will be disappointed when he finds out, and will drive him down the mountain at that time.
"Wow—" the little novice burst into tears.
Zhen Miao's face turned green.
She was wrong, she shouldn't be reasoning with a six or seven year old doll.
A monk has a heart like a mirror and a calm demeanor. He is talking about ten years later, obviously not the little monk of today!
Zhen Miao stretched out her hand and wanted to pat the little novice on the head, but looking at the shiny head with several rows of incense scars on it, she turned around and landed on his shoulder, softly. He coaxed: "Little Master, don't cry, if you want to know the taste of chicken drumsticks and sweet and sour fish, I can make them for you to make sure you don't break the precepts."
The little novice abruptly stopped crying, and looked at Zhen Miao with a pair of big, clear eyes that had been washed with water: "Don't the female benefactor lie?"
"The holy place of Buddhism, how dare you lie." Zhen Miao said with a smile.
The little novice was still skeptical.
Zhen Miao said: "Well, I will prepare the ingredients I need to make crispy chicken and sweet and sour fish later, and the little master will prepare them. You will know that I have not lied to you."
Then Zhen Miao said a bunch of ingredients, and the little novice listened eagerly, but there was really no meat, and they were all tofu and mushrooms that he often eats.
"The benefactor, then you come with me." The little novice finally stopped crying and took Zhen Miao and the two to Xiangji Kitchen. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
ps: There is a fatter chapter.Liu Yemo is very busy at work and has to work overtime at night, so I can't add more.The chapter on Li Xuexue's children's shoes and Choi Jiageng, as well as those asking for pink yesterday and today, have a total of three more, and Liu Ye will make up.Today is the last day, children's shoes, please do your best. Vote for me before twelve o'clock in the morning. Liu Ye really wants to see a miracle happen. No.1 feels so dreamy.Thank you all.
Theoretically, Luo Tianxuan saved her from the serious illness a few days ago, and he was kind to himself, but he tried to strangle her twice before, and it was still a nightmare until midnight.
Zhen Miao was tangled when she saw Luo Tianxuan withdraw his gaze, get on his horse neatly, and just left.
Zhen Miao hatedly hugged the bullet pillow in the carriage and thumped it a few times.
Call you self-indulgent!
What are the entanglements, the grievances are balanced, and they will be strangers in the future.
Zhen Miao felt that she had finally sorted out the position of her fiancé with the snake essence disease, and she felt at ease.
There, Luo Tianxun also held his breath in his heart.
It was just that there was no reply to the letter that day. When I saw him today, he actually put on a tangled expression.
First of all, she was in her arms, and then she was playing hard to catch. What did she think of him, and what did she think of the Zhenguo Gongfu?
Suddenly remembering that life, he broke through her adultery.
But that woman was completely ashamed, and she kept accusing him, saying that he neglected her, ignored her, and forced her to become like this.
Even when he stabbed the man with a knife, she stopped in front of the man regardless of her life, saying that she would rather go to Huangquan with him.
Luo Tianxuan thought and sneered.
His wife is going to Huangquan with other men!
What a failure he was!
Even though he was lucky enough to win the appreciation of King Li of Jingbei after murdering and consecrating the army, since then, he has made great achievements in battle, and the sky has risen.There was no woman standing in front of him like this.
Luo Tianxuan was riding a Qingcong horse, and his body was straight, but his thoughts drifted away.
Later, the rabbit died and the dog was cooked, and the bird tried to hide the bow.
What was he thinking at that time?
Uh, right.He was still thinking about that woman, and he wanted to ask, what was wrong with him?
Is it just because at the beginning, she clings over inexplicably and didn't get a response, so he deserves this kind of humiliation.Did it end like this?
Luo Tianxun bit his lower lip tightly, biting out a bloodstain gradually.
A few days ago, he inexplicably forgot those hatreds, and had a little expectation for that nightmarish marriage.
The appearance of Zhen Miao's clever smile gradually appeared in his mind, intertwined with it.In the previous life, she stood in front of the man and said those heartbreaking words with tears.
Luo Tianxuan slowly grasped the reins.
How could he forgive her!
Maybe.He wanted to understand the reason why he didn't firmly reject the marriage in the first place.
Let her marry someone else, and he will bear all the pain and hatred from now on, how could he be reconciled!
Zhen Miao didn't know that her fiancé, Snake Jing, became more seriously ill. After chatting with the old lady for a while, she came to the front of Huaruo Temple again.
The monk who had been waiting for a long time led the crowd in and took them to the place where they stayed.
The old lady followed Luo Tianxuan directly to greet the noble.
The rest of the people entered their respective rooms for a while.
Sister Wen Yahan lives in one room.As soon as the door was closed, Wen Yaqi pulled Wen Yahan and said, "third sister, the man who came to pick us up just now. Is that the second cousin's fiancé?"
Wen Yahan is soft on the outside and tough on the inside, and always doesn't want to cause trouble for others. Therefore, she always pays attention when she arrives at the uncle's mansion, and she is always attentive, and she has already figured out some major relatives.
When I heard Zhen Huan calling Luo Shizi before, I understood Luo Tianxuan's identity. After hearing Wen Yaqi's question, he nodded and said, "Yes."
Envy flashed in Wen Yaqi's eyes: "Second cousin's fiancé, he looks so good."
Wen Yahan ticked the corner of her mouth.
Not only looks good, but also has a good identity.
Otherwise, how could the second cousin like it.
She remembered that that year when Zhen Miao went to Haiding Mansion, because the fourth brother was of the same age as her, the second sister was just joking, and the cousin was annoyed on the spot.
In terms of appearance, the fourth brother is the most outstanding among the brothers and sisters, and his temperament is also bright and open.
Wen Yahan smiled again.
Now the second cousin has changed her temper and is warm and thoughtful towards them.
Is it just sincerity, or because her life is already very complete, is she expressing extra sympathy on their sisters?
She doesn't need all of these, she just needs to use her own hands to make her parents and family live well.
"Three sisters—"
"kindness?"
Wen Yaqi lowered her head slightly, and asked shyly, "You said, mother wants us to stay, in the future...will it be up to the old lady and aunt to decide?"
The little girl's house, in the end it's too embarrassing to say everything.
There was a little bit of joy in my heart. The marriage that my aunt helped them find was much better than the poor family in Haiding Mansion.
Wen Yahan gave Wen Yaqi a deep look: "Yaqi, remember, our natal family will always be Haiding Mansion, it's useless to rely on others."
Wen Yaqi bit her lip unconvinced, but lowered her head so that Wen Yahan didn't see it.
It was still early for dinner, Wen Yahan remembered what she had planned since she learned that she was coming to the temple, and said, "Pack up and accompany me out for a walk."
Although the specifications of each temple are different, the general layout is similar. Wen Yahan and Wen Yaqi found the place very smoothly.
Because of the arrival of Emperor Zhaofeng, the temple declined other pilgrims, and the little novice was taking a nap in boredom.
"Little Master."
The voice of the woman Qingyue made the little novice wake up suddenly, her face flushed: "Female benefactor, do you want incense candles?"
Wen Yahan shook her head: "Little Master, I want to ask, does your temple need hand-embroidered scriptures?"
"Hand-embroidered scriptures?" The little novice hadn't fully woken up from his sleep. He blinked before nodding: "Of course."
Huaruo Temple is a well-known large temple. Although there is Dafu Temple at the foot of the imperial city, it cannot stop the continuous stream of pilgrims.
There are also many noble ladies who come here several times a year, and those scriptures that have been bathed in the Buddha's light are very rare for them.
This scripture is divided into several categories.The price is of course also different.
The most precious is the hand-embroidered scriptures.
Wen Yahan smiled: "Little master, can I embroider some scriptures in the future to do my best for the Buddha?"
This is a euphemism, but it actually means selling the embroidered scriptures to the temple for some subsidies.
Most temples are like this, they will ask some scholars to copy the scriptures, and then donate to pilgrims.
Ahem, the so-called charity, of course, pilgrims have to donate a lot of sesame oil money.
Wen Yahan did this when she was in Haiding. She knew that famous temples were usually more generous.It is much better than doing embroidery work and selling it to the embroidery building.
"Yes, yes, but the requirements for hand-embroidered scriptures are very strict." The little novice said in a clear voice.
Maybe it's because he's still young, but he looks like he can talk well.
Wen Yahan breathed a sigh of relief, took out a handkerchief and handed it to the little novice: "Little master, take a look, is this okay?"
The little novice opened the veil.
The upright lowercase is written with two verses from the Diamond Sutra.The texture is very special.
A closer look reveals that it is embroidered with thin black silk thread.
Although the little novice is young, he has a vision to guard these things every day.
Ordinary embroidered characters are not as smooth as written, and no matter how clever embroidery is, there will be a dull feeling, which makes people recognizable at a glance.
You can see the embroidered words on this handkerchief.But it can be messed up
The little novice's eyes lit up: "Donor lady, wait a moment. The little monk goes and asks the master."
Not long after, the little novice came back with a cloth bag and carefully opened it, which contained a diamond sutra.
"Girl, you can embroider on this."
Wen Yahan took it over and opened it, and immediately praised a good word!
The little novice reassured and said, "Donor, you must be careful not to damage this scripture. Master said, such a good word is rare."
"What? Did the person who copied the scriptures only gave this one?" Wen Yahan couldn't help but ask.
"That's not true, it's just that all the previous ones have been given away. Only this one is left. The donor who copied the scriptures heard from the master that he passed the exam and it is inconvenient to copy the scriptures again." The little novice explained.
"It turns out that, little master, rest assured, I will take care of it carefully, and hand in the book in two months." Wen Yahan put away the scriptures.
At this moment, I heard a voice say: "Three cousins, fourth cousins, why are you here?"
Wen Yahan hurriedly kept the scriptures tightly before turning her head: "Second cousin, why didn't you take a break?"
Zhen Miao reluctantly pointed to Brother Han who was beside her: "Grandmother isn't here, this skin monkey has entangled me and insisted that I take him out to play."
"Then let's go back first, cousin has a good time." Wen Yahan smiled at Zhen Miao and took Wen Yaqi away.
Brother Han saw the little novice's eyes lit up and ran over and said, "Little Master, do you know where to pick the fruit?"
"There is a road leading to an ancient courtyard around here. There are a few pomegranate trees planted in the courtyard. It's delicious now. In addition, there is a large fruit forest in the back mountain, but it's just the two of you at this time, so it's inconvenient to go there." The novice's eyes are huge, and the voice is crisp, which makes him look really cute.
Brother Han took the little novice's hand and said, "The little master, can you take us to pick pomegranates together?"
Without waiting for the little novice to agree, he pulled him and ran in the direction he pointed.
Hey, the little monk hasn't agreed yet—
The little novice thought so in her heart, and she couldn't help but start walking.
Zhen Miao smiled helplessly and followed.
The ancient courtyard is quiet, and several pomegranate trees are indeed covered with red pomegranates.
Holding a pomegranate and eating it, it is extraordinarily sweet.
Brother Han's mouth was full of juice, and he wanted to take it again after eating, but Zhen Miao stopped him: "You can't eat more, you are young and it is not good for your stomach."
Brother Han looked at Zhen Miao eagerly: "Fourth sister, I'm hungry. It's still too early for dinner."
Zhen Miao glanced at him angrily: "Wait early, you should be at home."
Then he coaxed: "Grandma said, the food here is delicious."
Brother Han was interested, and looked at the little novice with bright eyes: "Little Master, is the food here really delicious?"
"Of course!"
"Then...is the crispy chicken legs made by my fourth sister delicious?"
little novice...
Brother Han asked again, "Is the sweet and sour fish made by my fourth sister delicious?"
Seeing Brother Han's persistent face waiting for an answer, the little novice asked pitifully, "What do chicken legs and fish taste like?"
Brother Han said incredulously: "You haven't even eaten this?"
The little novice pursed his lips: "Master said, monks are not allowed to touch meat, the little monk doesn't like it!"
Brother Han looked at the little novice full of sympathy and added a knife: "Little master, it's no wonder you are so short, you haven't even eaten chicken legs or fish, so pitiful."
The little novice was only six or seven years old, and he said that he was a monk with six pure faculties. How could such a small child really be as calm as water.
For a baby of his age, eating is undoubtedly the biggest temptation.
However, Brother Han kept describing how delicious the crispy chicken legs made by Zhen Miao and how delicious the sweet and sour fish was.
In the end, the little novice pouted and cried, "The little benefactor is a bad person, and the little monk won't play with you any more—"
Seeing the little novice twitching and crying to leave, Zhen Miao hurriedly stopped: "Little master, don't be annoyed, my brother didn't mean it."
If you just came to the monastery, you would make the little monk cry, and it would be bad to spread it out.
In particular, Emperor Zhaofeng was still here, and his impression of Bofu would be even worse.
"But, but the chicken legs and fish he mentioned, the monk has never eaten..." The little novice was quite sad.
Occasionally, children of his age would come with their families to offer incense, and this was not the first time he had heard them mention them.
Deep down in my heart, it is not without envy.
"It's not easy, just let my fourth sister cook it for you." Brother Han didn't understand the difficulty of the little monk at all.
The little novice was even more sad when he heard it: "I am a monk, so I shouldn't think about those things. If I think about it, I'm not a good monk."
The more the little monk spoke, the more sad he became.
Why does he really want to eat it?
Master will be disappointed when he finds out, and will drive him down the mountain at that time.
"Wow—" the little novice burst into tears.
Zhen Miao's face turned green.
She was wrong, she shouldn't be reasoning with a six or seven year old doll.
A monk has a heart like a mirror and a calm demeanor. He is talking about ten years later, obviously not the little monk of today!
Zhen Miao stretched out her hand and wanted to pat the little novice on the head, but looking at the shiny head with several rows of incense scars on it, she turned around and landed on his shoulder, softly. He coaxed: "Little Master, don't cry, if you want to know the taste of chicken drumsticks and sweet and sour fish, I can make them for you to make sure you don't break the precepts."
The little novice abruptly stopped crying, and looked at Zhen Miao with a pair of big, clear eyes that had been washed with water: "Don't the female benefactor lie?"
"The holy place of Buddhism, how dare you lie." Zhen Miao said with a smile.
The little novice was still skeptical.
Zhen Miao said: "Well, I will prepare the ingredients I need to make crispy chicken and sweet and sour fish later, and the little master will prepare them. You will know that I have not lied to you."
Then Zhen Miao said a bunch of ingredients, and the little novice listened eagerly, but there was really no meat, and they were all tofu and mushrooms that he often eats.
"The benefactor, then you come with me." The little novice finally stopped crying and took Zhen Miao and the two to Xiangji Kitchen. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
ps: There is a fatter chapter.Liu Yemo is very busy at work and has to work overtime at night, so I can't add more.The chapter on Li Xuexue's children's shoes and Choi Jiageng, as well as those asking for pink yesterday and today, have a total of three more, and Liu Ye will make up.Today is the last day, children's shoes, please do your best. Vote for me before twelve o'clock in the morning. Liu Ye really wants to see a miracle happen. No.1 feels so dreamy.Thank you all.
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Chapter 167 13 hours ago -
Someone edited a video at Marvel, making everyone in the Avengers cry
Chapter 129 13 hours ago -
Intercept Hu Lingling, I create the Lunaria Protoss
Chapter 414 13 hours ago -
Zombie Agreement: One-click max level, join the chat group
Chapter 256 13 hours ago