Gu Nuo'er blinked and said softly, "It's fine, it must be delicious!"

After the little guy said it, he took two mouthfuls of green vegetables, and his pink lips were sparkling.

Ye Siming wiped his fingers: "I'll go out."

Gu Nuo'er raised her head quickly: "Where are you going!"

"I saw a free-range chicken in the backyard. The monks couldn't handle it. I'll slaughter it and bake it for you."

Ye Siming said calmly, but Kongjue was stunned involuntarily.

I was stunned when I counted the numbers, and the chopsticks in my hand fell with a clatter.

The two little monks hurriedly said, "Donor, be merciful, it was raised by Master, not for food!"

Ye Siming frowned.

He first looked at the little guy.

Gu Nuo'er is full of meat, he knows it.

Kongjue didn't like people killing in the temple, let alone a pheasant he picked up from the mountain for treatment.

However, he couldn't help but look at Gu Nuo'er.

The little guy was holding gruel, with two green vegetables just put into the bowl floating on it.

With her bulging fair face, Kongjue only felt pitiful.

My sister came to see him once, but she had to suffer with him, it really shouldn't be...

Kongjue closed his eyes and clasped his hands together: "Young Master Ye, please don't do anything in the temple, so as not to contaminate the pure land of Buddhism."

He did not stop him when it came to killing, so he had to kneel before the Buddha and repent for dozens of days.

But feeding my sister is more important.

Ye Siming frowned: "This old Zen Zen guy also eats meat, it seems you don't know."

Kongjue hurriedly stopped: "Young Master Ye, please don't blaspheme the gods and Buddhas, this is disrespectful."

Ye Siming snorted, not wanting to talk to him, turned around and walked out.

Gu Nuoer hurriedly shouted: "Brother Siming, don't go, the nest doesn't want to eat chicken!"

Ye Siming looked back, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the little guy.

How could he not know, she didn't want to cause trouble.

Ye Siming was silent for a moment, hesitating for a moment between filling the stomach of small things or following her wish and not harming the chickens in the temple.

In the end, he chose to listen to her.

Ye Siming turned around and sat back.

Gu Nuo'er held the porridge in her two little hands and stuffed her stomach in one mouthful.

Afterwards, he pretended to be full: "The vegetarian rice in the temple has a different flavor! It reminds me of the monks and grandfathers of Taishi Temple. The dishes they cook are also delicious!"

Although Kongjue watched her finish a bowl of porridge, she also ate a few pieces of tofu.

However, my heart is always unhappy.

His younger sister must be a little girl who was pampered in the hands of the father.

It's enough to visit him in such a deep mountain, he can't even bring out a decent meal.

Kongjue was very embarrassed for a while, forgot his identity as a monk, and only thought that he really didn't deserve to be Gu Nuoer's brother.

With a sigh on his Gujing Wubo's face, he folded his hands and nodded to Gu Nuo'er.

A group of people simply finished their meal, and Ye Siming took Gu Nuo'er's little hand and prepared to leave.

Kongjue sent him a while, but Gu Nuo'er didn't forget to look back, her eyes were bright, as if shining stars.

"Brother monk, go back quickly, if there is a chance in the future, I will come to see you again!"

Kongjue was startled and said frankly: "Donor, the mountain road is troublesome, please don't bother so much for the poor monk in the future."

Gu Nuo'er blinked her long eyelashes: "It doesn't matter, acridine! I'm not too troublesome!"

After saying that, she waved her hand sweetly and smiled to say goodbye, and pulled Ye Siming away.

After they had gone far, Ye Siming looked back and found the thin figure in a cassock still standing at the end of the road.