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While eating, Song Ersheng looked at a large pot of round and steaming boiled potatoes in front of him, and his head was full of black lines again.

The fat monk said that she would eat potatoes at noon, and she thought that she was using potatoes to cook or something, but who knows, it was really just eating potatoes!!!Only potatoes were !! on the long table, except for a large pot of potatoes, there was nothing!!

Song Ersheng didn't say anything, picked up a potato, prayed in his heart, rubbed the potato skin, blew it, and took a small bite, well, sure enough, praying is useless......

This is pure boiled potatoes!! there is not even a salt flower!!!

Song Ersheng thinks that he is not a pampered person. Although she was clothed and fed in her previous life, she has eaten happily in this life. There are no conditions at home, although she is also greedy, but the life of the past few years has really been hard enough for her. But what..... This white boiled potato really has to make her feel that the life at home is actually quite good, although there has been no meat for a long time, but the salt is still enough.......

Silently putting down the potatoes, Song Ersheng pondered, who did she offend to come to this barren mountain to eat boiled potatoes?

Guangming? No.

Song Ersheng glanced at Guangpu, who was sitting in the right seat, the fat monk ate very sweetly.

Guangpu smiled at Song Ersheng, "Is three enough......?

Song Ersheng casually gave his potatoes to Mu Mu, "Uncle Shi, I want to ask, you guys here, usually, before I came, you also ate like this?"

Guangpu smiled, "What's wrong?

"Monks don't speak. Don't be clever with me, yes, or no?" Song Ersheng also said with a smile.

Guangpu hehehe.

Probably not.

Song Ersheng sighed, the fat monk is really bold and fat!!A little Mumu, "Seeing that he is so stupid that he can't even peel the skin, I know that this is the first time you have eaten boiled potatoes!!Uncle, although I can't enter the Buddhism sect, and I can't really become a disciple of my master, but ....... "knock on the potato pot," you welcome me with such a pot, this heart, I have received. Don't worry, I'll pay it back twice....... "Who is afraid of whom!!"

Guangpu laughed, "No thanks, no thanks~~~"

Song Ersheng pursed his lips in his heart, continued to rub his skin and eat potatoes, Mu Mu returned all his potatoes to Song Ersheng, "Mu Mu ....."

"Peel it yourself!" Song Ersheng ate the potatoes and didn't help him at all.

Mu Mu had a big temper and slapped the table, "Mu Mu, Mu Mu!!" After shouting, he pushed the potatoes again.

Song Ersheng turned his head to look at him, smiled, and pushed Mu Mu, "You sit over there....."

Mu Mu tilted his head, was stunned for a while, and sat down on the side. Song Ersheng pushed him again, "Go again!" Mu Mu moved again.

At this time, Song Ersheng had already finished eating two small potatoes, she suddenly stood up directly, and Mu Mu directly got up because of the bench and sat on the ground. But he looked frightened and stupid, and he had no idea why he had fallen like this.

It's very simple, he and Song Ersheng made a bench, the two ends are suspended, and the legs of the stool are in a quarter of the way. When he was commanded by Song Ersheng and sat on the very edge, Song Ersheng stood up like this, his center of gravity shifted, and he naturally fell to the ground.

Mu Muwa cried, Song Ersheng didn't even look at it, picked up the stool, picked up the bowl he had used, put all the potato skins into the bowl, took it out, and buried it in the tree pit.

Guangpu watched all this silently, he knew who taught Sanqian this act of burying the leftovers. Signaling the other monks to continue eating, ignoring the howling and crying Mumu, Guangpu also came out to bury the potato skin with the bowl.

"He's a fool, you won't let him?" Guangpu buried himself while talking to Song Ersheng, who was washing the dishes by himself.

Song Ersheng ignored it. Guangpu came over to wash the dishes together, squatted on the ground, his clothes swept the ground, and became dirty, Song Ersheng glanced at it, and thought to himself, this fat monk is really not the same as the master.

"You tease Mu Mu so much, he will only think that you are bullying him, don't you also see his eyes? He is a fool, his mind is not complete, and he will not understand many things. You just follow him and coax him, won't you?"

Song Ersheng put the bowl aside, stupid and stupid, it's not over yet? "Why should I follow him? Why doesn't he follow me? A fool has to be held and coaxed everywhere? Then I'll be a fool too! He has a low IQ, but it's not that he has no IQ." If he doesn't understand, teach him to make him understand. What kind of attitude is your attitude when you say that he is a fool and doesn't care about anything? Aren't monks compassionate? What about the equality of all living beings?"

"It's because of mercy that I let you follow him....." Guangpu replied.

"That's your mercy, not mine. Song Ersheng washed his hands, "Where do I live?"

"Stay with me. ”

"......." Song Ersheng pointed to himself, "Although I am a bald man, I am a truly knowledgeable female benefactor!!"

"Oh, I don't sit until I'm seven or eight years old. Guangpu looked down at Song Ersheng, not as tall as his thighs, "At this time, you are a big-headed koi in my eyes." ”

"....... "Hehehe." Song Ersheng shook the drops of water in his hand and deliberately threw them all on Guangpu. It's not a koi, it makes you feel wet. Then go directly to Guangpu's meditation room. No wonder her little burden was placed directly in his meditation room.

Guangpu watched Song Ersheng go to his meditation room with a familiar car, smiled, washed his hands and hurriedly chased after him. Little three thousand, it's so fun~~~

"Don't you copy the scriptures?" Guangpu put out the brushes, rice paper, and scriptures.

Song Ersheng took off his coat, hugged the obviously brand new soft quilt, and rolled onto his mattress. Copying the scriptures?

"Your master said that you have to copy a scroll of scriptures every day, and asked me to prepare it for you, and he said that you gave it to the doctor......" Guangpu poured out the ink.

Song Ersheng closed his eyes and didn't move, "I still know a lot." Then you can simply help me copy it, the doctor likes to copy the scriptures by hand of the monks. ”

Guangpu shook his head, "It's you who sees a doctor, the doctor wants you to copy the scriptures, you have to be sincere and sincere!"

"I have. If you help me copy the scriptures, I will be more sincere and sincere. Song Ersheng was ready to take a nap. Today she was riding in a car and climbing a mountain, and she was sulking with a stomach, she couldn't go back home, and she had to face these weird and weird monks...... Song Ersheng felt that he was super pitiful.......

Suddenly I found out that today's No. 1... Sorry... Mu Mu is the golden finger I gave three thousand... (To be continued.) )