Looking at the colorful little rice balls pushed in front of him, Guo Ruxue smiled a little embarrassedly: "...... W, how embarrassing it is. ”

He said so, but his hand was honestly extended.

Forgive the child, I haven't eaten anything good!

So, when I see food, I can't move my feet, and my hands don't listen to me.

The other party is the same age as himself, and he is a child in modern times.

At this time, the cute childish appearance of this face made Xiao Nianzhi couldn't help but smile: "Let's go, together." ”

While speaking, Xiao Nianzhi found a dinner plate and divided the small rice balls into two bowls and one plate, she held one plate, and Guo Ruxue held one plate.

At this time, the dining hall was already open, and many pilgrims came to eat fast.

Xiao Nianzhi glanced at it quietly, and then secretly rejoiced that it was good that they brought the ingredients over.

Although you can't touch the meat, there are still some flavors to eat in comparison.

The temple's rice is steamed multigrain steamed buns, steamed eggplants, and cold cucumbers.

It's just that in the cold cucumber, there is only salt.

After all, Buddhist disciples don't eat five spices, and ginger that can be seasoned is not very suitable for putting in cold dishes.

The four of them found a place to sit down, Guo Yinghui was young after all, and when he saw Xiao Tangyuan before, he was already curious and scratched his liver.

At this time, he sat down and said first: "It's rude." ”

Then he scooped a spoonful of small rice balls and put them in his mouth.

Drizzled with brown sugar juice and dipped in osmanthus nectar, the small rice balls are not only soft and glutinous, but also soft and sweet.

The sweetness of brown sugar and the sweetness of osmanthus nectar are two different experiences, and when they collide together, they are just the right amount of sweetness.

It doesn't make people feel that it is too sweet and sweet, but like various fruits at the time of the autumn harvest, layered on top of each other, progressing each other, achieving each other, and finally accumulating a thick and attractive fragrance.

The sweetness of brown sugar goes straight to the soul, and the domineering is unreasonable.

The fragrance of osmanthus is slowly immersed, with a moisturizing and silent gentleness.

The small rice balls are very small, and you can scoop several spoonfuls in one spoonful.

Cute little fat people, rolling into the mouth, gently bite, soft and tender, excellent taste, and slowly blend with the sweet taste, and then with the cool breath of the smoothie, like a cool evening breeze in summer, cool well water at night, gently dancing on the tongue dust.

This liveliness and playfulness, coolness and refreshment, like an elf stepping on the snow, slowly swept away the light and heat of summer, leaving only a refreshing and comfortable place, which makes people can't help but reminisce.

Guo Yinghui grew up to the age of twelve, and it was the first time he tasted such an amazing delicacy, and the whole person was directly stunned!

To tell the truth, even if he entered the palace and got the reward, the ice fruits and the like he ate were not as amazing as this bowl of small rice balls.

It's not too sweet, but there is a hint of soft sweetness, which always wanders and lingers between the lips and teeth, making people unable to ignore it, but it will not focus on its own sense of existence and steal the limelight of the main ingredient.

The mashed mountain slag meat brings a hint of sour taste, just right with the aroma of brown sugar and osmanthus nectar, the impact is neutralized, the sweet and sour taste, and a bite of soft red beans......

Guo Yinghui couldn't help but sigh: "Hmm! ”

He was fast, and he took a bite first, Guo Bixue watched from the side, and he couldn't wait.

The younger brother's eyes widened, and when he made a sound, Guo Ruxue also stared round, and the lychee eyes similar to Xiao Nianzhi burst out with a stunning light: "This...... Good times! ”

I didn't swallow the things in my mouth, so Guo Ruxue's words were a little vague.

However, Xiao Nianzhi could hear clearly, looking at the almost synchronized expressions of the sister and brother, she pursed her lips and smiled, and also raised the spoon, enjoying her share.

Aunt Yu has quietly flaunted a spoonful, even if she started later than Guo Yinghui, but she is faster than the other party!

In front of food, I don't pay attention to these things.

Xiao Nianzhi's first spoonful was not yet in his stomach, but when he looked up, he unexpectedly found something.

That is, although Guo Bixue and Guo Yinghui look similar, their eye shapes are not the same.

Guo Ruxue is a lychee eye similar to herself, round and cute.

And Guo Yinghui has narrow and long Danfeng eyes, which are very similar to Lu Jingyuan's, and when he is not smiling, he has a bit of fierce sharpness.

When he saw that the Eighth Prince had similar eye shapes to his own, Xiao Nianzhi had a slight movement in his mind.

After all, Xiao's mother's origin is unknown, and if she is from the capital, it is also possible.

At that time, she also guessed that maybe it was related to the Eighth Prince?

However, now seeing the appearance of so many people with similar eye shapes, Xiao Nianzhi feels that he can't find anything based on this alone.

In this world, there are many people with similar eye shapes, and there are many people who look similar.

Based on these alone, it is estimated that no one can be found.

In addition, Xiao Nianzhi does not have the obsession to find someone.

Therefore, after seeing Guo Ruxue, the original intention of looking for someone became even lighter.

Looking at it now, it is possible that the eye shapes of the two sisters and brothers are different, let alone other people?

So, where did Xiao's mother come from......

It's harder to find.

Xiao Nianzhi decided to let herself go and enjoy the food.

There is such a thing as looking for relatives, you can find it, and you don't have to force it if you can't find it.

The old man is no longer there, and even if they find it, they will get along as ordinary relatives.

If it's a good person, it's fine, but if it's a bad person, isn't it asking for trouble for yourself?

The four of them enjoyed eating delicious cold rice balls, especially Guo Yinghui, who was satisfied with his face, and made some satisfied sounds from time to time.

This caught the attention of the other pilgrims.

Some people didn't dare to make a trip when they came to the temple, but some people couldn't resist the temptation of the food, and finally had to muster up the courage to ask the little novice.

The little novice who is helping to take care of him here is a straight-talking person who can't turn around.

When the pilgrim asked, he replied bluntly: "It was prepared by the donors themselves in the kitchen, and if the donors need it, they can go to the kitchen." ”

Pilgrim questioned: ......

I don't know why, I just feel inexplicably choked in my heart.

The ones that people bring themselves have nothing to do with the temple, and it's useless for them to be embarrassed by the little novices.

Moreover, the pure and precious place of Buddhism, they dare not offend the monks here.

What if the Buddha felt that they were not sincere?

It's just that......

That little boy, you can eat when you eat, can you not make expressions!

Although he was polite, only a small voice came from time to time.

But his expression is really gluttonous!

Cool small rice balls, only the refreshing sweet fragrance wafts out, and the taste is not strong, very light floating in the air, the tip of the nose can smell.

It's a little less keen, but it can't actually smell anything.

However, I can't stand a living person eating and broadcasting Guo Yinghui!

The second watch is at 15 o'clock, and the third watch is at 19 o'clock

Thank you for the tips and tickets of the cuties~

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