"The Gods are amazing, aren't they?" Hua Xi was angry and depressed. He must get the talisman back from Chongxi when he went back.
Even if the money cannot be returned, at least the dry food must be returned.
"Someone is giving porridge in front of you, hurry up, hurry up, they will be gone soon!"
“Recently, kind-hearted people are always giving out porridge, which is great!”
"I don't know where it belongs to a wealthy family. It's been several days!"
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A group of people suddenly hurried forward, in a hurry.
When Hua Xi heard this, he gave porridge?
Is there such a good thing?
Her stomach growled. She was really hungry after a long day of traveling. She raised her head and glanced at Lu Lian sadly.
Lu Lian smiled and said, "If you are hungry, just go and eat."
"Are you laughing at me?" This guy smiled with a treacherous look on his face!
"No." Lu Lian shook her head seriously, "Just eat enough."
"Then let's go together. We will share the blessings and the hardships! We are also companions after all!" How could she be embarrassed by herself? If he laughed at her later, he would be really angry.
"I'm not hungry." Lu Lian quickly refused.
It would be too bad for him to go with her to eat porridge given by others. If word spread, it would be too bad for him.
Hua Xi glared at him: "If you don't go, I won't go either. I'll starve to death. Let's see what you do!"
Lu Lian's expression changed slightly, and finally she took a deep breath and said in a well-mannered manner: "Okay, let's go."
Hua Xi stood up happily, took him with her, and followed those people to the place where they were giving porridge.
At the same time, on the other side of the town, several young monks were happily carrying the porridge they had asked for.
"Senior Brother, the porridge donor is really a good person. This porridge is all made of rice! This area is close to the Sunset Mountains, the land is so barren, and rice is very precious!"
Several young bald monks sprayed their bowls with approval. In Fanyin Temple, all they eat is brown rice, and it is rare to have such good rice porridge.
Recently, the abbot always sends them out of the valley to ask for alms. They are really the right ones.
"Wuxin, you have hands and feet. The donor is giving porridge to those who need it more." A pure voice sounded from behind the young monks.
They raised their heads and immediately stood respectfully.
That snow-white cassock and pure eyes, in their opinion, are the most supreme pursuits in life.
The senior brother was someone they admired. When he spoke, the young monks immediately felt ashamed. Just now, they were greedy for the smell of rice porridge, which was not in line with the monks' precepts at all.
"Brother Wujiang, don't worry about it. The kind benefactor said that it is just to do good deeds and accumulate merit, especially to become a monk for us. This is to form a bond with the Buddha!"
Wuchen, with a smooth head and a clever smile on his face, looked satisfied as he held the alms bowl.
This greedy monkey.
"That benefactor has been giving porridge for half a month. If you come every day, aren't you taking advantage of him?" Wujiang shook his head, looking at the looks of his junior brothers with some helplessness.
After all, it's because he's young and can't control his mind well.
"But, the donor said that he hopes we will come every day!" Wuchen said simply, "Elder brother, that was a kind act and he didn't care about money at all!"
"You must be greedy." Wujiang smiled helplessly.
"Of course, there is something delicious, why not eat it?" Wuchen stuck out his tongue, and when he went to get the porridge, there was also tofu, which was also very good.
"Sir, please go get the porridge too. You have just come down from the mountain and you must still be hungry." A young monk said kindly.
