Gu Nuoer blinked and said softly: "It's okay, it must be delicious!"
After that, the little guy took two bites of green vegetables, his pink lips shining brightly after eating.
Ye Siming wiped his fingers: "I'm going out."
Gu Nuo'er quickly raised her little head: "Where are you going!"
"I saw a free-range chicken in the backyard. The monks couldn't handle it, so I went to kill it and roast it for you."
Ye Siming said calmly, but Kong Jue was involuntarily startled.
He was stunned even after counting, and the chopsticks in his hand fell down.
The two young monks quickly said: "Donor, please be merciful, they were raised by Master, not for food!"
Ye Siming frowned.
He looked at the little guy first.
Gu Nuoer doesn't like anything but sex, he knows that.
Kongjue didn't like people killing animals in the temple, let alone a pheasant he picked up from the mountain and treated.
However, he couldn't help but look at Gu Nuoer.
The little guy was holding a porridge with two green vegetables that had just been put into the bowl floating on it.
With her round and fair face, Kong Jue just 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: "Master Ye, go ahead. Please don't do anything in the temple, so as not to pollute the pure land of Buddhism."
He would not stop him from killing, and he would have no choice but to kneel in front of the Buddha and repent for dozens of days.
However, feeding my sister is more important.
Ye Siming frowned: "This old Zen guy also eats meat. It seems you don't know."
Kongjue hurriedly stopped him: "Master Ye, please do not blaspheme the gods and Buddhas. This is disrespectful."
Ye Siming snorted, not wanting to say more to him, and turned around and walked out.
Gu Nuoer quickly shouted: "Brother Siming, don't go, I don't want to eat chicken!"
Ye Siming looked back and raised his eyebrows at the little guy.
How could he not know that she didn't want to cause trouble.
Ye Siming was silent for a moment, hesitating back and forth between the two choices of filling the little thing's belly or following her wish and not hurting the chickens in the temple.
In the end, he chose to listen to her.
Ye Siming turned around and sat back down.
Gu Nuoer held the porridge in her two little hands and stuffed it into her stomach.
Afterwards, he pretended to be full: "The vegetarian food in the temple has a unique flavor! It reminds me of the monks and grandfathers in Taishi Temple. The dishes they cook are also delicious!"
Kongjue watched her finish the bowl of porridge and eat a few pieces of tofu.
However, I always feel sorry for myself.
His sister must be a little girl who was held in the hands of her father and pampered.
Just come to visit him in such a remote mountain, he can't even get a decent meal.
Kongjue felt very embarrassed for a moment, forgetting his identity as a monk, and only thinking about Gu Nuoer's brother who was really unworthy.
His calm face was filled with lamentation, he clasped his hands together and nodded to Gu Nuo'er.
A group of people simply finished their meal, and Ye Siming took Gu Nuoer's little hand and prepared to leave.
After Kongjue had seen him off for a while, Gu Nuoer didn't forget to look back, his eyes bright, as if they were shining with stars.
"Brother Monk, please go back quickly. I'll come see you again when I have the chance!"
Kongjue was startled and said frankly: "Donor, the mountain road is troublesome. Please don't go to such trouble for the poor monk in the future."
Gu Nuoer blinked her long eyelashes: "It's okay! I don't find it troublesome!"
After that, she waved goodbye with a sweet smile and took Ye Siming away.
When they were far away, Ye Siming looked back and found the thin figure in cassock still standing at the end of the road.