Zhan Jiu nodded happily: "Well, I also want to learn to write your name." ”

Nian Ci found that her face was covered with ink, and she sneered: "Look at you, your face is all over, I'll wipe it for you." ”

"You too, I'll wipe it for you."

As a result, both of them rubbed more and more, and they couldn't wash it clean, no matter how much they washed.

I can't delay the time to eat, so I can only go with a black face.

The bhikshunis along the way couldn't help but laugh when they saw both of them.

Zhan Jiuwei was embarrassed, but there was no way.

After that, I no longer used a brush or pen to write.

……

Zhan Jiu was still asleep when she heard the little nun calling her.

"Little monk, little monk, wake up, I'll take you to eat something delicious."

Zhan Jiu had been sleeping soundly at first, but as soon as he heard that there was something delicious, he immediately opened his eyes, rolled on the bed, and got off the ground.

trotted all the way over, opened the door, and sure enough, I saw Nianci standing at the door.

The ink on the little nun's face was still not washed, and her skin, which was originally very white, was suddenly darkened.

Nian Ci took her hand and walked out: "Little monk, do you remember what I told you about the southern sour dates in the mountains behind our Wutong Nunnery?" ”

Zhan Jiu's eyes lit up, pursed his lips, and nodded repeatedly: "Remember, remember." ”

I don't know why, but the thought of the sour taste makes my mouth drool.

"The dates are ripe, I'll take you to eat."

"Okay, you wait for me." With that, Zhan Jiu let go of her hand, returned to the meditation room, and found a bag.

Nian Ci asked, "Do you want to take this package back with you?" ”

Zhan Jiu nodded hurriedly: "Well, I told a few teachers and nephews before, when the southern sour dates in your nunnery are fully ripe, I will bring them back to eat." ”

Nian Ci frowned, shook his head and said, "This pocket is not good, it will be squeezed out, on such a hot day, it will be broken before it reaches Qiuyun Temple." ”

She pouted, a little overwhelmed: "What should I do then?" ”

Nian Ci said fiercely: "You are a little monk, boys can't pout, they must be manly." ”

Zhan Jiu immediately withdrew his pouting little mouth.

"Now, I knew you were going to take it back, so I took a box that could hold a lot of southern sour dates."

Zhan Jiu was very moved: "Little nun, you are really good. ”

The two held hands and ran to the back mountain together.

The back mountain of Wutong Temple is not as complicated as the back mountain of Qiuyun Temple, and it is forgotten at a glance, and it is all big trees.

"Little monk, although the southern sour dates are delicious, you must remember that you must not be greedy for a while."

Zhan Jiu blinked, not understanding: "Why?" ”

Nian Ci clenched her hand: "Anyway, you just listen to me." ”

"Hmm."

When he arrived at the jujube tree, Zhan Jiuyi looked up, and the tree was comparable to the yellow fruit tree outside the gate of Qiuyun Temple, very large, and there were jujube trees one after another.

Breathe hard, you can smell the special aroma of southern sour jujubes, and the air is full of sweet and sour taste.

She looked at Nianci: "Little nun, this tree is so big, how are we going to pick it?" ”

"You don't need to pick the southern sour dates, the branches are not ripe, and the ripe ones will fall, we just pick them up on the ground, and we have to pick up the ones with a clean surface."

After Zhan Jiu heard this, he looked underground, and sure enough, he saw a lot of southern sour dates.

She picked one up, and it was yellow.

"Eat this to peel the skin, I'll teach you."

Zhan Jiu nodded, and inadvertently remembered Gao Yushan, who ate stinky runny fruit.