"The donor, the donor, is getting up."

Wu Ya reluctantly opened her eyes and looked at the little guy who had been whispering in her ear, "Why are you here?" ”

"Donor, you've missed dinner time again." Jing Xiu sat beside Wu Ya and looked at her helplessly. He really had never seen such a Yahuan who didn't look like Yahuan.

"Is it so late?" Wu Ya only noticed now that it was not early, Dong Ye seemed to be quite early when he left, and then he was too sleepy to lie on the table and fell asleep, feeling that he hadn't slept for long, Wu Ya began to worry about time.

Jing Xiu put a bamboo tube in his hand on the table, and then took out two steamed buns from his arms, "I saved some steamed buns and vegetarian soup for you." "Although I know that Wu Ya doesn't like to eat steamed buns, there is no way, only steamed buns are easy to carry.

"Uh-huh, thank you." Wu Ya thanked her in a little confusion, sat up straight, and something slipped from Wu Ya's body and fell to the ground, Wu Ya suddenly felt a chill invade, and couldn't help but shudder, turned her head and picked up the fallen thing, it turned out to be a flower and bird pattern pomegranate flaming crane, I can't see that Dong Ye also has such a coquettish coat.

"Were the donors and Yin Shizhu talking about things before?" Jing Xiu sat opposite Wu Ya with a well-behaved face, and his little short legs dangled in the air.

"Master Yin?" Wu Ya put the crane back on her body and looked at Jing Xiu with some surprise, "Why did you mention him?" ”

"Huh? Wasn't the donor with Master Yin just now? "Meditation tilted his head, and I didn't understand it a little.

"No, I haven't seen him today." Wu Ya bit the steamed bun, "Why do you ask that?" ”

"When I first came over, I saw Yin Shizhu here, and I went to the kitchen to get steamed buns and came back and I didn't see him." The retreat told Wu Ya what he had seen.

"In this pavilion?" Wu Ya looked at the meditation suspiciously.

"yes, he was sitting across from you, yes, the seat next to me." The retreat points to the small stone bench on the left.

"You spoke to him?" Wu Ya was very suspicious that Jing Xiu regarded Dong Ye as Yin Jue.

"No, I saw him from afar, and I thought you were talking about something, so I didn't come over and went straight to the kitchen. But at that time, you seemed to be lying on the table, donor, it was rude for you to lie on the table and talk to others like that. "Jing Xiu felt that Wu Ya should correct this bad problem, and Master said that he should point out and admonish other people's bad habits.

"Uh...... I'll change it. Wu Ya nodded absentmindedly, if she was lying on the table at that time, then that person must not be Dong Ye, she fell asleep on the table after Dong Ye left, but it is also possible that he came back again, if not, that person could really be Yin Jue, reached out and touched the thing in his arms, and only raised his eyes to look at meditation after making sure that it was intact, "Little master of meditation, you can't tell anyone else about seeing Master Yin." ”

"Why?"

"Because this is called gossip, if the little master tells someone else, he will definitely be scolded after the abbot knows about it." Wu Ya told the retreat very seriously.

"yes, I see." The retreat nodded sensibly.

A few days later, Wu Ya accompanied Jingxiu down the mountain to buy something, in fact, the matter of preparing items did not belong to Jingxiu, and Jingxiu had never even gone down the mountain, but when Wu Ya heard Jingxiu inadvertently mention this matter, she kept persuading him to follow down the mountain to see, Jingxiu couldn't help but nod his head in agreement with curiosity, and after getting the consent of the abbot, Jingxiu followed the junior brothers and nephews who were responsible for purchasing down the mountain, of course, and brought a Wu Ya by the way.

After all, he was only a ten-year-old child, and he had never descended the mountain before, and he was full of curiosity about what he saw, but curiosity was curiosity, and on the surface he was very calm, except for those eyes that looked east and west, full of curiosity.

"Give." A bunch of red fruits appeared in front of the retreat, and he looked at the speaker with some confusion, "For me?" ”

"Of course, you shouldn't even be allowed to eat rock sugar gourds in your temple, right?" Wu Ya looked at the rest of the young monks.

"This ...... Nature is allowed. One monk replied, "However, Senior Brother Meditation has never eaten it." ”

"Why? Not a sweet tooth? Just as Wu Ya was speaking, a seven or eight-year-old girl passing by pulled her mother and pointed to the rock sugar gourd in Wu Ya's hand, "Mother, I also want a rock sugar gourd." ”

"You kids just like to eat this." The mother said this, and walked with the child to the vendor who sold sugar gourds.

"I don't want this kind of kid to eat." Jing Xiu turned his little face away, and gently pushed away Wu Ya's hand holding the rock sugar gourd. The other monks had a "that's it" expression.

"How can you say that it is something that children eat, I like it very much." Wu Ya took a bite of her string of sugar gourds, "You should know that you are sufficient, our sugar gourds are getting worse and worse, how can they compare to the purity here, you still don't eat it, the mentality is not right, little master of meditation." ”

"I don't want food for children." The retreat was still very faceless and refused.

"Hey, Master Meditation, you're welcome if you don't eat me, it's rare that this miser will invite someone to eat." Before Wu Ya could react, the string of sugar gourds in her hand was taken away.

"Hey! Where did you come from? Wu Ya looked at the ruffian guy beside her.

"I'm here today to inspect it." Dong Ye didn't hide it.

"Young master, since you have something to do, don't be bored here to rob other people's things." Wu Ya reached out to take the sugar gourd, Dong Ye raised his hand and raised the sugar gourd.

"This is what you walked in front of me by yourself, and besides, it is obviously not wanted by the meditation master, I am careful that you eat two strings of toothache, so I will help you share it." Dong Ye's cheek is so thick that Wu Ya is shy about him.

The young monks next to them looked at the two of them, they didn't understand, they knew the man, it was the second young master of the Xia family, a young master and a maid ring talked like this? I feel weird, things in this world are really complicated, it's better to be a monk, Amitabha.

"It's mine." Halfway through, the retreat pouted and muffled out.

"Don't you want it?" Dong Ye is still teasing the retreat.

"It's mine." The retreat was repeated again.

"Now it's in my hands, but it's mine."

"It's mine."

"......" repeater! Dong Ye was powerless, and if he continued to tease, the child would probably cry, so he could only compromise and hand over the sugar gourd.

As soon as Jing Xiu got the sugar gourd, he immediately licked it, and his eyes looked at Dong Ye vigilantly.

"Don't worry, I won't rob. I have something to do with her, so please wait here for a while, and it will be fine right away. With that, Dong Ye pulled Wu Ya's clothes and entered the shop next to him, leaving the young monks standing there watching the retreat and eating sugar gourds.