Jiang Xiaoran complained.

"Why do you two bully people together! Ouch, I really can't wash myself out of the river. When I find this flower thief, see if I don't beat him hard!"

The man who was lining up outside to buy cakes paused.

He squeezed his hood to cover his face, turned and left quietly.

After a while, a young monk in a cassock came again.

This time, Kongjue came to return Gu Nuoer's plate.

He walked into the store, nodded slightly to Gu Nuoer, and recited Amitabha.

"Thanks to the benefactor for the kindness, the poor monk came to return the plate."

After that, he handed it over to Gu Nuoer.

Gu Nuoer blinked her black eyelashes, her eyes were smart and cute.

"Brother monk, you don't have to come and pay it back, the nest has been given to you!"

The little guy looked down and saw the young monk, although his robes were washed, his robes were white and old.

However, it just feels clean and tidy.

His attitude is neither humble nor arrogant, which makes people look up.

Even the returned dishes were washed and shiny.

However, there was a lot of mud on the straw sandals he was wearing.

It must have come a long way.

Kongjue recited a Buddha's name: "The donor has given grace, and the poor monk can no longer accept it."

After saying that, Kongjue bowed and prepared to leave.

Gu Nuoer hurriedly said, "Brother monk, wait for the nest!"

She hurriedly ran into the backyard kitchen.

Aunt Qu helped to pack two bags of freshly baked dim sum.

Gu Nuoer carried a small burden and stood on tiptoe to give her an empty sleep.

She squinted and smiled cutely.

"Brother monk, come here and take the food horn. The Buddha said that we met for the second time. This time you don't have to worry about returning the plate!"

Kongjue refused to accept it, and felt even more embarrassed.

He made a special trip to return the plate, will this little girl feel that he is here again to ask for something to eat?

However, although Kongjue was unwilling to accept it, Gu Nuoer insisted.

"Take acridine!"

Kongjue pursed her lips, and there was a hint of embarrassment in her delicate eyebrows.

Their pastries are really delicious, and I like them very much.

Kongjue thought about it, and reached out to take the cake.

However, when he turned around, he picked up the broom leaning against the wall and helped Gu Nuoer clean the courtyard little by little.

There's not much he can do, but he can't take the goodwill of others in vain.

Jiang Xiaoran couldn't help but sigh: "It looks like it's really a hard work."

Gu Nuoer pouted and nodded: "It's much better than those big liars in the palace!"

Ye Siming did not like the monks.

He only glanced at the empty sleep, and then retracted his gaze.

Ning Chudie watched for a while, then turned to ask Gu Nuoer, "Princess, do you want me to stop him?"

Gu Nuo'er shook her head, sitting on the stool and shaking her feet.

"Let him sweep for a while and then call to stop, otherwise, with the personality of this monk's brother who will never take advantage, he will definitely think about how to repay."

Kongjue quietly swept the floor, even the guests who were queuing up to buy cakes all cast strange eyes.

Suddenly, he heard someone whispering—

"I heard from my father a few days ago that the emperor had a nightmare, and the little princess was haunted by demon foxes. Those wandering monks in the capital recommended that the emperor send the little princess to Tianshan! I thought this shop It's closing too!"

"Yeah! I've heard about it too, I'm afraid I won't be able to taste the taste here in the future. But look at the little princess, it seems that her mood has not been affected. The emperor may be reluctant to part with her, right?"

Princess?

Kongjue's broom suddenly fell from his hand.

He looked back and looked into the store.

Gu Nuoer was talking to Ye Siming with a sweet smile.

She is actually a younger sister?