Chapter 1057: Duanshui Porridge
The little apprentice had something to hide from him.
Li Yuanming is sure.
But she wouldn't tell him.
Thinking about it, Li Yuanming's eyes couldn't help flashing a touch of gloom, the little apprentice who had loved pestering him since he was a child still had a little secret that he refused to share with him.
It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't
Those tasks must not be said.
The affairs of the four bureaus are even more secret.
Porridge Porridge was secretly a little annoyed, why was she so careless.
She hugged Li Yuanming, smiled and changed the topic: "Master, I'm so hungry, I want to eat the vegetables you planted." β
Li Yuanming didn't ask, snorted, put her on the ground, took her hand and walked inside, "Eat, don't leave if you can't finish eating!" β
I'm not so fat now, why is it still so heavy, weird and heavy.
Porridge staggered next to him.
Of course, she's getting taller.
Li Yuanming: "Did you bring a gift to the bald donkey next door?" β
Porridge: "No! I like Master the most. β
That's pretty much it.
Li Yuanming nodded with satisfaction and took her to the kitchen.
The kitchen is in the backyard, and the front yard is where the pilgrims put their incense.
Seeing that the crowd had actually begun to be a little crowded, Congee Congee was suddenly a little surprised, "Master, is the incense of our Taoist temple so good now?" β
Li Yuanming nodded, "Yes, young people nowadays like to come to incense, our Taoist temple makes a wish and is spiritual, and the interpretation is also accurate, and there are naturally more people who make incense." β
As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at the little apprentice.
If it works, it means that the ancestor is almost recovered, and all this is also related to porridge.
The little apprentice is really powerful, and it's also very hard.
Thinking about it, he was also a little distressed, and he vigorously sandwiched vegetables between the porridge and porridge when he was eating.
After eating, he chatted with porridge and porridge.
Ye Lingfeng came to the temple next door, where he asked for a tablet for Anya, put incense sticks on her in the past, and donated some sesame oil money.
Here are masters who come to chant the scriptures every day.
Ye Lingfeng listened for a while, and was about to leave, when a voice suddenly stopped him, "Master Ye." β
When Ye Lingfeng turned around, he saw the abbot and saluted him.
The abbot walked over with a smile, looked in the direction of the Taoist temple again, and asked, "Porridge is back?" β
"Yes." Ye Lingfeng said, "Come and see you." β
The sun is about to go down and hasn't come yet, so it must have been detained by Li Yuanming.
After so many years of neighbors, the abbot couldn't be clearer about Li Yuanming's temperament, so he couldn't help but shake his head, a little helpless.
Like a child, he is domineering and naΓ―ve.
Ye Lingfeng smiled, everything was silent.
The abbot talked to him for a while, chatted about the porridge, and was relieved to learn that she was fine.
As for those who don't meet, let it be.
When Ye Lingfeng was leaving, he suddenly turned around and said, "Abbot, you don't need to lock the door when you sleep at night, and there are no outsiders anyway." β
Understood what he meant, and a smile bloomed on the host's face, "Thank you for the reminder." β
Ye Lingfeng smiled and walked away.
Sure enough, in the evening, as soon as the abbot had finished chanting, he heard a soft knock on the door, and then a small head poked in.
He was instantly amused, and said softly: "Congee porridge, come." β
"Master Abbot!" Congee immediately rushed in, hugged him, and looked at him with bright eyes, "Master Abbot, I miss you so much, do you want me?" β
"Yes." The abbot nodded.
Porridge porridge was happy all of a sudden, and he didn't forget to step on Li Yuanming in his heart.
See, the abbot master is better at talking than the master.
Master will be angry with her, hum.
Thinking of something, Congee Congee hurriedly took out a bank card and handed it to him, "Master Abbot, this is the money I earned for you, you can brush the temple again and brush the gold!" β
Her aesthetic remains the same.
The abbot couldn't help but be amused by her, and his big rough hands gently touched her head, with a smile in his eyes, "Master Abbot, don't need it, you can take it yourself." β
Congee Congee shook his head vigorously, "Don't, no, mine has stayed, these are honoring you." β
Every time she earns money, she divides it into several shares, and each person has their own card.
One for Li Yuanming and one for the abbot master.
But this one can't let Li Yuanming know, otherwise he will definitely be jealous again.
"Master Abbot, just take it." Porridge Porridge couldn't help but give him the card, hugged his arm and said, "You also raised me, if it weren't for you, there would be no me, filial piety to you is due." β
She was picked up by the abbot master, when she was just born, and it was a cold winter, and she was thrown in the snow, if it wasn't for him, she would have gone with her mother.
The grace of saving lives, where can money be repaid.
The abbot looked at the congee and said, "The master doesn't want you to repay him. β
"I know." Congee Porridge climbed up and sat side by side with him, hugged his arm, looked up at him and smiled sweetly, "But I want to be filial to the abbot." β
The little girl was soft and coquettish, and said pitifully: "Master Abbot, don't you want to recognize me as an apprentice?" β
"I don't blame you, I blame me for being too good at eating, and I'm still short of money, why is my life so bitter......" The little girl rubbed her eyes, pursed her mouth, and patted her thighs and said.
Abbot: "......"
He looked at the porridge porridge clean and without a little moist eyes, and sighed helplessly, "Okay, okay, I'll take it." β
Porridge Porridge laughed instantly.
The abbot looked at her and was also a little helpless.
"How are you doing down the mountain?"
Although he had already asked Ye Lingfeng just now, he still wanted to hear Congee Congee talk about it in person.
Porridge Porridge focused on her little head, "Okay, grandparents, grandparents, and fathers are very good to me." β
The little girl smiled happily as she spoke.
When the abbot saw this, he knew it and was completely relieved.
After talking for more than an hour, seeing that Congee Congee was a little sleepy, the abbot said, "Go back and rest." β
Congee Congee was reluctant to leave, thought for a while, and said, "Then I'll come back to you tomorrow night?" β
After saying that, the porridge porridge was a little weak-hearted and sneaky, and it didn't seem to be very good.
The abbot didn't care, he still smiled very gently, and his eyes were full of tolerance, "Okay, then I'll let people make some vegetarian buns." β
"Uh-huh!"
Thinking of the big vegetable bun, Congee Congee couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and he couldn't do it.
She comes to eat at night!
Reluctantly waved his hand with the abbot master, and then returned to the Taoist temple.
She crept to her room, but she must not let the master find out, or he would definitely make trouble again.
Master is just a child who hasn't grown up, and she hasn't matured yet.
Thinking about it, Congee Congee pursed his lips and complained a few words in his heart.
As he was walking, when he passed by Li Yuanming's room, Congee Congee suddenly heard her name, and his heart suddenly tightened.
Wouldn't it be, this was discovered?