readx;??? Chapter 15 Broken Temple was affected by some blood demons in his body, Chen Xiaomo became impatient, "Boss, I'm talking to you calmly now, don't toast or eat and drink!"

"Ouch, I eat more salt than you eat, do you still want to do it with me?" The boss's momentum was not weak, but he looked at Chen Xiaomo's cold expression, which was very terrifying, he couldn't help but tremble a little, and his right hand unconsciously touched the kitchen knife he usually used to cut vegetables. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "乐>文" novel し

The true qi that had just descended rose again. The guests next to him were still shouting to buy steamed buns, and the atmosphere here had reached a tense situation.

Shen Yuehua hurriedly stepped forward to stop Chen Xiaomo, "Senior Brother Chen, forget it, let's go!"

Although his body had been pulled away by Shen Yuehua, Chen Xiaomo's gaze still stayed on the owner of the steamed bun shop, and his murderous gaze made the owner of the steamed bun shop frightened.

Originally, he went to eat happily, and he was ready to give alms to others, but he didn't expect to end up in such a situation now, Chen Xiaomo's heart was really aggrieved.

He is used to suffering, and if he lets the women around him suffer with him, he really can't bear it.

Shen Yuehua glanced back at the buns, and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, she had never had such a good impression of buns before.

The two of them walked around the street a few times, and found that the coins used in the shops here were indeed thick copper coins, and there was no one who used silver.

Seeing that it was going to be night, not only did the two not find shelter, but they also did not even have anything to eat.

There were fewer pedestrians on the road, and Chen Xiaomo and the others also strolled to a ruined temple at the head of the town. At this time, most of the Hanako were rushing back from the noisy bazaar to the ruined temple, which was their home.

After a day of begging, there was more or less some food in the bowls or cloth bags called Hanako. Of course, it's impossible to get meat, and it's good to get a few steamed buns.

Since this is a small town, there are no pheasants or hares around, and even some wild fruits or other things are famous flowers. So even if Chen Xiaomo is a top chef, it is difficult for a clever daughter-in-law to cook without rice!

This ruined temple really lives up to its name, because it is too dilapidated and very dirty, after all, this is the place where Hanako usually eat, drink, and sleep.

There is a statue of a god enshrined in the temple, but the incense has been broken for a long time. Chen Xiaomo was surprised to notice that the hard stone statue had cut off half of its head by someone for some reason, which made it even more hideous and terrifying.

At this time, more than a dozen people called Hanako gathered in the ruined temple, and they were piled together in groups of three or five, or showing off how much money or food they had begged for today, or discussing some strange things they usually encountered.

The arrival of Chen Xiaomo and Shen Yuehua immediately broke the harmonious atmosphere in the broken temple.

Although Chen Xiaomo is not very handsome, he is dressed neatly and neatly, and he looks very capable, and he can be regarded as a handsome guy. As for Shen Yuehua, there is no need to say more, anyone seems to be a peerless beauty.

It's such two people who actually came to this ruined temple, and those Hanako couldn't help but point at them and talk about it.

Chen Xiaomo glanced around, but didn't find a place to sit. Such a shabby place, even in the slums, is better than here.

He looked at Shen Yuehua with guilty eyes, and letting Shen Yuehua come here to live really made him unbearable.

"Dad, this big brother and big sister are so well dressed and good-looking, why did they come to this broken temple?" In a corner of the broken temple, a little boy curled up in his father's arms, puzzled.

The little boy was not very old, but his father looked very old, with a large beard, a scorched face, and his own tattered clothes, like an old man in his sixties.

"You kid, what are you doing, eat you!" the old man immediately took out a slightly wet steamed bun from the tattered cloth bag.

The little boy took the steamed bun, just held it in his hand, did not move, and his eyes kept looking back and forth on Chen Xiaomo and Shen Yuehua.

"Dad, I see that big brother and big sister also seem to be very hungry, I ......" The little boy seemed to have made a lot of determination before finally opening his mouth, "I think, I want to give them this steamed bun to eat!"

As soon as the little boy finished speaking, he was slapped heavily on the head, only to hear the old man scold: "You little rabbit cub, I have worked hard for a day to beg for a steamed bun for you, but you want to give it to others, are you worthy of me?"

"I ......" The little boy was aggrieved for a while, and he couldn't speak. A tear fell on the steamed bun and broke into several petals.

Shen Yuehua couldn't see the old man beating the child, so she walked over slowly and said softly: "Uncle, this child is already pitiful enough, why do you still beat him?"

"I ......" The old man's hand was still hanging in mid-air, looking at the child in front of him who was constantly sobbing, his tear-stained face was already full of old tears.

The old man slowly lowered his hand and ran it over the little boy's hair.

Then, he gently patted the little boy on the back, and said yes.

The little boy immediately burst into tears and smiled, and his immature face showed an innocent smile that only a child can make.

With a stretch of his left hand, he stood up suddenly, looking at Shen Yuehua with big watery eyes, he slowly handed the somewhat wet steamed bun to Shen Yuehua, "Sister, you can eat!"

Shen Yuehua hurriedly excused herself, little brother, "You eat, I'm not hungry!"

"Sister, if you don't eat it, my beating will be in vain!"

The little boy's pitiful expression really made Shen Yuehua unable to refuse.

Just as the two were hesitating, Chen Xiaomo walked up from behind. He gently took the steamed bun from the little boy's hand, broke it in half, handed half of it to Shen Yuehua, and returned the other half to the little boy.

"This little brother insists on giving it to you, so you can take it!"

Shen Yuehua finally nodded, and she took the half of the steamed bun. This steamed bun is not only a little wet, but also a little moldy in some places. Shen Yuehua hesitated for a moment, then took a bite.

Seeing Shen Yuehua take a bite, the little boy finally showed a bright smile.

"Big sister has eaten it, you can eat it too!" Chen Xiaomo stretched the half of the steamed bun closer to the little boy.

The little boy's stomach was already rumbling with hunger, so he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took the steamed bun, and devoured it.

Shen Yuehua was stroking the little boy's head while taking small bites.

Chen Xiaomo sighed, "Alas, it seems that beautiful women are still popular, even if they come to this broken temple, they will enjoy this special treatment!"

"What are you talking about!" Shen Yuehua gently pinched Chen Xiaomo's arm.

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