Feiyan glanced at him: "Young master, can you bear to let your lady show up in front of so many stinky men?" He looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "Dare to love is not your true lady, you are so generous, right?" ”

Meng Tianchu was slightly stunned, and then understood that the ancients were very particular about the difference between men and women, and female dependents generally did not see outsiders, and on such occasions as the journey, they could avoid it as much as possible, some time ago they stayed in the guest house, Xia Fengyi's diet was also brought to the room to eat, only when they were sharp, they had to eat in the restaurant, and every time they ate, they must sit alone at a table, and even spend money to buy seats, not that she was exquisite, but the natural behavior of the edification of ancient feudal etiquette.

Meng Tianchu smiled: "Then how does she eat?" ”

"I'll bring it back to the young grandmother to eat."

"What about you?"

"I'll eat it when the young grandmother finishes eating."

Meng Tianchu was still not used to this kind of feudal hierarchical order, and frowned slightly and said: "You bring her back, and then come back and we will eat together, otherwise bring it back to the two of you to eat together, why wait for her to finish eating." ”

Feiyan seemed to be listening to an idiot's dream, and her eyes widened: "How can that be said?" How can there be a reason for a maid and a young lady to eat together! ”

Meng Tianchu knew that Feiyan was a slave and maid, and this feudal and hierarchical order had been ingrained in her mind, so she didn't bother to give her the truth of natural rights, human rights, democracy and equality, so as not to treat her as a monster. The two came to the Daxiong Hall together.

Feiyan walked to the statue of Shakyamuni Buddha in the Daxiong Treasure Hall and kowtowed three times, then took out two copper coins from his arms, and respectfully threw them into the good fortune box, which was regarded as the food for the four of them. Qin Yiyun and his wife, who came in after them, saw each other and also donated two copper coins.

Although he said that the four major families were empty, but in the end they also ate grains and grains, and they couldn't do without eating and drinking, this Xuanyin abbot was busy thanking him on the side, although he couldn't see the money, but he was still very happy to see the donor donating incense.

Everyone entered the fasting room on the side of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and there was a long table in it, which could sit down about 20 people, presumably when there were many monks in the peak of the incense of the Song Temple, and the monks used it when they ate and dined. At this moment, the incense is withering, and only this long dining table is still left alone.

There are already several large plates of dishes on the dining table, all of which are green vegetables and tofu and the like, and the rice is a big wooden basin, which is quite white.

Meng Tianchu said to the abbot Xuanyin that his wife was unwell and wanted to take it back to eat in the room. Xuanyin hurriedly served some rice dishes himself, brought them back to Feiyan, and left some food for Feiyan to eat later.

Everyone sat down separately, and it was the second watch in the middle of the night, and everyone was already hungry.

At this time, a little monk came in from outside the room, probably only fifteen or sixteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, white and clean, but a little handsome. Holding a large stack of earthen bowls, he put them down for everyone one by one. When he put it in front of Mrs. Qin, Mrs. Qin grabbed his wrist and smiled: "Little Master, what do you call the Dharma name?" ”

The little monk was held by Mrs. Qin with one hand, and his face was immediately flushed, and he said, "Little monk...... The little monk's name is Xusong......"

"Void pine? Hehe," Mrs. Qin covered her mouth with one hand, smiled coquettishly, looked him up and down, dragged out her voice, and said in a sweet and greasy low voice: "Little Master Xusong, your body is quite strong, why bother cultivating in this deep mountain and old forest?" Why don't you go down the mountain with your sister and be a little guy in your sister's shop, and your sister will marry you a daughter-in-law in the future, isn't that a hundred times better than here? ”

Meng Tianchu sneered in his heart, it seems that Mrs. Qin's hobby is to recruit some young and handsome young men to be buddies in the store, but I don't know if I am a buddy or a fan, I almost fell into her rouge trap.

Xu Song even blushed at the root of his ears, looked at the earthen bowl in his arms with a pair of eyes, and said tremblingly: "The female benefactor said that she laughed, little monk...... The little monk is already an outsider, how can he be nostalgic for mundane things......" said this, but the corner of his eye involuntarily glanced at Madam Qin's towering chest.

This glance was not only keenly captured by Meng Tianchu, who was watching the excitement on the other side, but of course, she couldn't escape Mrs. Qin's foxy eyes, she still held Xusong's hand, ate and smiled, deliberately straightened her chest, her eyes flowed, and she gave the little monk an electric charge.

The little monk Xusong has been a monk in this deep mountain and dense forest since he was a child, and he was originally unwavering, but in the end, he was young, and it was the age when he wanted to be involved in the affairs of men and women, where could he withstand the first temptation in the world of such people, and was shocked by Mrs. Qin's electricity, his whole body was numb, his right hand was loosened, and several earthen bowls in his arms fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

The abbot Xuanyin said a Buddha name: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!" ”

Mrs. Qin let go of his hand with a smile, Xusong glanced at the master, and when he saw his stern eyes sweeping over, he was even more flustered, hurriedly squatted down, hurriedly cleaned up the broken bowl, stood up and walked out of the door, and when he walked to the door, the corner of his eye couldn't help but glance at Mrs. Qin, who had plump breasts and a thin waist, which made Mrs. Qin smile even more happily.

After a while, Xusong came back with a few earthen bowls and distributed them to the rest of the people, this time Mrs. Qin probably teased Xusong enough, and didn't embarrass him anymore, a pair of foxy eyes kept wandering on the face of Zhang Zhenyu, the handsome son opposite.

When he started to eat, Zhang Zhenyu buried his head and didn't look at Mrs. Qin, but Mrs. Qin said to Zhang Zhenyu delicately: "Gongzi Zhang, the slave family can't reach the bowl of vegetables in front of you, you help the slave family, okay?" "The sound was so glutinous that it made my bones crisp.

Qin Yiyun, who was beside Mrs. Qin, hurriedly said, "Lady, I'll clip it for you!" As soon as she stretched out her chopsticks, Mrs. Qin snorted, knocked on his wrist with her chopsticks, turned her head to Qin Yiyun and said, "Who called you, eat your meal well!" So many meals can't keep your mouth shut? ”

Qin Yiyun retracted his hand in embarrassment, but he seemed to be used to this kind of thing, burying his head and pulling the rice.

Ji Wen, the little maid who was standing behind Mrs. Qin and waiting, stepped forward, bent down and whispered, "Grandma, the slave maid will clip it to you, okay?" ”

"Get out of the way!" Madam Qin turned around and scolded.

Ji Wen quickly shut up and retreated.

Mrs. Qin slowly turned around at this time, and a pair of foxy eyes swept towards Zhang Zhenyu's face and body, and the waves called angrily: "Zhang Gongzi~!" Is it good~? ”