The sharp big pot rice not only satisfied the builder, but also attracted eleven or twelve little babies, the little babies in Songyue Nunnery.

But I saw that the big ones in this group of little babies were like Zhou Wutong, and the small ones were probably less than four or five years old.

Although the clothes on the body are clean, they are also sewn and patched to make up for many ill-fitting.

Seven or eight years old is even shorter than Zhou Wutong.

All of them were sallow-complexion and looked very malnourished.

The little baby watched the house builders eat from afar, swallowing saliva faintly, but she didn't come forward to ask for it.

"Where's your master?"

Feng Rui beckoned to the little children.

Ben was still thinking about how to go online with Songyue'an Meditation Master, but he didn't expect this pot of dishes to solve the problem.

"Master?"

An older baby was a little confused.

"We don't have a master."

"Isn't the meditation master of Songyuean your master?"

Feng Rui saw clearly that this group of little babies came out of Songyue Nunnery.

"Grandma is not a master... A milky little girl replied, "Grandma and Brother Xiaozun have gone to fasting and haven't come back yet." ”

"Are you hungry too?"

Looks like they haven't eaten.

Although the world is peaceful today, it is good that the people can support themselves, where there is extra food to give to others, not to mention that the suburbs are all farmers and tenants.

"We're going to wait for Grandma to come back... The boy replied with a finger in his mouth.

Feng Rui wanted to hug the old nun's thigh.

If you want to befriend someone, it's easier to start with the doll next to him.

Although Feng Rui is a thirty-year-old otaku, he naturally likes little babies, how can he watch them starve.

As a professional chef, you can cook as much as you want, and you can cook as many people as you want.

But on the first day, Fengrui finally miscalculated the amount of food that people eat today.

There is not one steamed bun left, only some tofu and vermicelli left.

However, vermicelli and tofu can also be filled.

Feng Rui added two large spoons of oil to the pot, added a little pepper sesame sauce, boiled it, and added some vinegar, such a simple version of hot and sour noodles is also very fragrant.

"Come and eat."

Feng Ruisheng greeted the little baby.

Speaking of skill, these little babies are their own relationship network with Master Jingxin in the future, and whether they can catch the big fish of Master Jingxin depends on their relationship with this group of little babies.

"Big brother, I... Can I bring some back? ”

The seven or eight-year-old boy didn't move his chopsticks, and looked at Feng Rui with a pleading little look.

"Yes, you're well-behaved, and you're still thinking about meditating on the master."

Feng Rui stroked the little boy's head, such hardship seems to be very sharp, thinking about the little cubs in reality, most of them are pampered.

The little boy shook his head.

"It's not grandma, it's Sister Xiao Nan and Sister Xiao Ji, Xiao Nan Sister is sick, Sister Xiao Ji is taking care of her, and they haven't eaten...

"I'm sick, but I'm going to see a doctor?"

Feng Rui served another bowl, but he didn't give it to the little boy.

Seven or eight years old and flesh and blood, I'm afraid it's unstable.

"Let's go, let's go and bring them food."

Feng Rui also wanted to take the opportunity to go to see Songyuean first, in case he was really chased and killed one day, it would be better to hide in Songyuean.

Not far from the new house of Fengrui, through a needle pine forest, you can see a nunnery.

It's very simple, and the simple ones can be said to be a little dilapidated.

The weather-beaten 'squeak' of the door was pushed open.

The first thing that catches your eye is a temple dedicated to Buddha statues, and the nunnery is also not large, and the offering table and Buddha statues can only be left empty for a few people to sit down.

There are only two plates of water on the table, so I don't know if the Buddha and Bodhisattva are to blame.

As for what Buddha statue is enshrined?

Feng Rui didn't know.

As an educated five-good youth, Feng Rui can distinguish between Buddha statues and Bodhisattva statues at most.

Whether this Songyue Nunnery is enshrined is a Buddha statue or a Bodhisattva statue, and it is not clear from yin to see the yin.

But seeing that the Buddha statue is about one zhang high, it actually has ten heads with a crown, one, two, three, four fall on the neck and look in all directions, both hands are sealed, and there are three elephants under the seat, which is very strange.

If it weren't for the kindness of the Buddha statue, Feng Rui would have thought that the old nun was worshipping an evil god.

In addition to the nunnery where the Buddha statue is enshrined, there is a wing room on the left and right.

The little boy walked to the west chamber with a sharp edge, and before he could open the door, an eleven or twelve-year-old girl came out first.

"Xiao Zhen, why are you the only one who came back, and what about the other younger brothers and sisters?"

"The eldest brother cooked a good meal by the river, and the younger brothers and sisters ate there. I beg the big brother to bring back some for you and the little sister... ”

It turned out that the little boy's name was Xiao Zhen.

The eleven or twelve-year-old girl in the room saw the sharp outside the door, and for some reason she was a little nervous, so she stopped at the door, thinking that she was afraid of the living.

"Little sister, don't be afraid, I'm a relative of some sister-in-law Zhou's family in the south. Sister-in-law Zhou, do you know? Feng Rui said softly.

Speaking of Sister-in-law Zhou, the little girl was a little precautionary.

"Is it Zhou Wutong's aunt?"

"Yes, yes, Aunt Zhou is Zhou Wutong's mother, my surname is Feng, my name is Fengrui, and Aunt Zhou's family is a relative." Feng Rui raised the big bowl in his hand and said, "Big brother, I made fragrant hot and sour noodles today." ”

Xiao Zhen has already entered the house and brought out three pairs of dishes and chopsticks, all of which are carved out of pine, and the pit seems to have been carved by himself.

Feng Rui divides the hot and sour noodles in the big bowl into three parts.

The little girl named Xiao Ji first picked up a bowl and smelled it, showing a very happy expression, but did not eat it first, but brought it into the inner room.

Feng Rui followed and walked in.

The west chamber was divided into two rooms, and the one that entered the door was very small, with only a small pine bed and a simple futon on the bed.

The other room had a large bed, which occupied almost the entire room, and the bed was covered with thick straw and a few quilts, which seemed to be the place where the little children slept.

At this time, there was still a little girl lying on the bed, about four or five years old, even more thin, her face was blue and gray, her eye sockets were collapsed, her hair was yellow, her breath was faint, and she seemed to have fallen into a coma, and it seemed that she had been sick for a long time.

"Little girl, hurry up and eat something, eat something and you'll be fine."

Xiao Ji helped Xiao Nan up, and Xiao Nan opened her eyes.

"Yan... Is Sister Yan back? I.. I'm afraid to wait. I can't wait for Sister Yan... ”

The little girl was already struggling to speak, and it seemed that she was really terminally ill.

It's just that the meditation master should be a very powerful master, how could he let this little girl get sick?

Could it be that the Bodhisattva has a femme fatale heart?

Probably not!

Feng Rui shook his head, shaking out the evil thoughts.

"Little girl, eat quickly, Sister Yan will come back soon to find medicine for you."

Xiao Zhen also didn't eat first, but coaxed Xiao Nan on the side.

After a few bites of hot tofu, Xiao Nannan's face was better, and she saw the sharpness in this way.

"Who is he?" Xiao Nannan asked softly.

"I, I'm Zhou Wutong's brother, and I'll be your neighbor in the future."

Feng Rui looked at the three sensible little babies, and couldn't help but have some fog in his eyes.

There is really no room for comparison in the world.

There is a lot of money, and there is a bite of food that can't be eaten.

There are those who spend billions of dollars to seek immortality, and there are those who look down on minor disasters and diseases.

"Sister Wutong! Sister Wutong said that next time she looked, I would bring me a sweet rock sugar gourd... Xiao Nannan looked out the window, as if she saw Zhou Wutong.

"She'll come back to see you on a cloudy day!"

The sharp nasal cavity couldn't help but be a little sour, and the little girl's dream was just a string of sugar gourds.

Alas, but the world is suffering.

In reality, I have had no worries about food and clothing since I was a child, and I have had big dreams, scientists, astronauts!

It's just that when I grew up, I was beaten hard by the society, and I was beaten into a sleek old fritter, and my dream was not as good as a string of rock sugar gourds.

Squeak!

The chai door rang again.

A little boy of five or six years old hurriedly ran in, and when he saw the sharp edge in the house, he couldn't help but take a step back.

The little boy asked nervously and pretending to be courageous, "Who are you?" ”

"Xiaozun, don't be rude!"

Outside the house, there was the voice of the meditation master, and through the window, I thought I could already see the sharpness.

Feng Rui walked out of the West Chamber and saluted, "Meditation Master!" ”

"It turned out to be the Feng donor!"

The meditation master returned the salute.

It's just that Feng Rui saw the old nun glance to the right as he bent over, as if he was looking for something.

It's a little embarrassing to say hello to each other.

Feng Rui didn't know what to say, so he couldn't just ask for a thigh as soon as he came up.

At this time, Xiao Zhen came out to relieve the siege.

"Grandma! Big brother was kind enough to bring us food... ”

The meditation master touched Xiao Zhen's head, and Yu Feng bowed again.

"Bodhisattva bless, the Feng donor is kind-hearted, and there will be good rewards."

"Where! It's also convenient. The boy and Uncle Zhou's family built a new house not far away, and if the teacher needs it in the future, go to find the boy. Feng Rui replied.

I thought to myself, like this, you can get closer to me and hug your thighs in a few days.

"The Zhou family is also a compassionate person!"

The meditation master entered the nunnery and recited scriptures in front of the Buddha statue, as if praying for the blessing of the Zhou family.

"Yes, Uncle Zhou's family is really good, so that the little sister of the Zhou family can return safely some time ago, so it can be regarded as a good person with a good reward!"

This is communicated with the monks, even the old fritter is a little ungraspable, so he can only pick up some karma and say, this should be the appetite of the old nun.

"Bodhisattva bless, sow good causes and get good results!" The meditation master replied.

After answering, he stopped talking.

I don't know what to say, so I don't know what to say, it seems that I want to buy a Buddhist scripture to read when I go back.

"So the boy will take his leave, and in the next few days I will cook a few pots of food by the river, if the teacher does not dislike it, I can take the children to eat."

"Wouldn't that be too much trouble for the donor."

The meditation master shook his head slightly, but he secretly sighed when he saw Xiao Zhen eating with joy.

"No trouble! No hassle! Anyway, I have to do more with the house builders, but these children don't eat much. ”

Feng Rui didn't wait for the meditation master to refuse, so he took the big bowl and left.

As long as you eat a few more times, the so-called cannibalism has a short mouth and a short hand, and when she really encounters difficulties, this old nun will not stand idly by.