002 boiled soup
The boy's name was Abu.
He entered the courtyard and opened the door, only to see the female doll in the room with fingers in her mouth, staring at her master pitifully with big watery eyes.
It's not cute, eighty percent of them are hungry, and they all start to eat their fingers.
I saw the master sitting at the table reading a book, and the side face reflected by the candlelight also made Abu marvel that his master was really a peerless son.
This plain green robe does not look simple at all on the master, but has a light and elegant posture.
It's just that Abu couldn't help but feel his heart: "The master is reading so calmly, he really can't feel the hot gaze of the little girl." ”
So he spoke: "Young master, this girl should be hungry, you see her staring at you, she doesn't blink her eyes, to say that such a big child should be able to speak, is it possible that she is a mute and no one wants it?" ”
The little monk raised his head and frowned and said, "Isn't it because you like to look at me that you stare at me." ”
At the same time, he also noticed that Abu said that he was dumb and no one wanted the little girl's unhappy face, it seemed that it was quite interesting not to be deaf or stupid.
Abu was stunned for a moment, and he didn't expect his master to joke at any time.
In fact, it was not that the little monk was so serious that he ignored the hot eyes, but that he didn't know what to do with this girl doll who didn't cry or make trouble.
He has little contact with the girls in the house since he was a child, and he is only twelve or thirteen when he is mature on the surface.
Due to the changes in the family, there is no way to simply read a book to let yourself ignore that look.
I knew that Abu would definitely talk non-stop when he came in.
Abu thought to himself, I like to see you say it, but you can't see her mouth wrapped in her fingers, and there is no one in the room who doesn't look at you.
But he only dared to complain in his heart, and could only say to his face: "Young master, why don't you go down to the dining hall to see if there is anything else to eat?" ”
"Well, go ahead, don't disturb the others, try to find some soft and glutinous food, or hot soup," the young man said lightly.
Abu promised to think about where to find hot soup after dinner, and it would be good to find a steamed bun.
The little monk seemed to know what he was thinking, and then continued: "If there is no hot soup, you can cook a bowl and bring it." ”
Abu was stunned for a moment and hurriedly said, "Young master, where will your subordinates cook soup!" ”
"No, seeing that you have a very good relationship with the little monk in the hall, haven't you learned a thing or two?"
"Young master, I'm just that the food in the temple is too light, and my subordinates are hungry quickly, so he happens to be like this, so I look for some food with him."
"That's not right, find some green vegetables and cook them in hot water, drop a drop of sesame oil and sprinkle some green onions and coriander before getting out of the pot, and take a steamed bun, if it is not delicious, you will share your food with her tomorrow."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Abu, but at the same time, he did not ignore the little girl's swallowing movements and gloating little expression.
Even he didn't notice that the corners of his mouth rose involuntarily.
Abu thought to himself that you know how to cook now, but that book taught you.
But he didn't dare to say more, for fear of any more tricks.
I had to hurry up, and when I turned around, I caught a glimpse of the little girl's gloating expression. I thought hum! This girl is not cute, and she has started to bully me.
As soon as Abu went out, only these big eyes were left in the room, and the little monk sighed and put down the book and walked over.
He also couldn't have imagined that today's arrangement would unfold Abu's cooking potential, and he would be very effective in the days to come.
He bent down and took the girl's hand out of his mouth, and when he saw the chubby little hands and fleshy little face, he felt a warm feeling somewhere in his heart.
He took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the saliva on her face, and the little girl looked at the person in front of her with wide eyes open throughout the whole process.
The little monk stretched out his slender finger and poked her face and said, "It's also a little conscienceless, and I don't know how to miss my family at such a late hour." ”
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the little girl immediately changed her expression, pouted her little mouth, and her face was puffed up.
When the little monk saw it, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth and smile.
Under the light of the candlelight, the little girl forgot to be angry, and only had a shallow smile on the corner of the person's mouth opposite in her eyes.
Although the room was accidentally opened, the young man's eyes were deep and wanted to suck people in as if they had splashed ink.
The little girl saw the shining candlelight in his pupils and herself, and felt that time was going to stand still, and couldn't help but stretch out her little fat hand to touch it, but because her limbs were too short, she only grabbed the collar.
So Abu went into the house and saw such a picture.
The girl in red had a red face, sitting on the couch and pulling the collar of a young man with outstanding style.
The picture in front of him made Abu also feel an inexplicable harmony.