Chapter 1141 Give Ah Jiu a Blow

The little white cat jumped aside when the little bald head was eating.

Now only the little bald head was left to meet Bai Zhun's inquisitive gaze with his big eyes open.

The child scratched his head embarrassingly, and explained shyly: "The wuli Buddha said, I am growing, so I must eat more, but I just calculated, there are twenty-five buns in the pot, I Eat eight, and give the rest to my younger brother, Aunt Wang and Uncle Liu, if it doesn’t work, I’ll grab other people’s meals, isn’t there someone in the courtyard with a lunch box, there must be something to eat in it.”

Twenty-five big buns. Aunt Wang originally prepared them to be fried in water at night, but I didn't expect...the child can eat so much.

But Bai Zhun is very good at focusing on the key points: "In the future, you are not allowed to grab other people's food. When you are hungry, tell your brother that these buns are all for you. You can eat as much as you want, but you can't let yourself last, understand?"

While talking, Bai Zhun took out a piece of paper from the paper box and wiped the child's mouth.

The little bald head opened his eyes wide: "But if I finish eating, my little brother won't have anything to eat."

"Aunt Wang will continue to do it."

As soon as Bai Zhun said this, Aunt Wang smiled and said, "That's right, young master, there are plenty of buns at home, eat whatever you want."

"Amitabha, the poor monk's Dharma name is Xuanjiu." The little bald head stretched out his hand, swallowed the contents of his mouth, and then looked at Aunt Wang seriously and said, "The benefactor can call me Ah Jiu."

Aunt Wang saw that the little monk was very cute with a strict eye, probably he had just returned to vulgarity not long ago, and he was called a poor monk.

Bai Zhun moved the chair with the little bald head over, so that it was closer to him, so it was convenient for him to take care of the child.

Seeing that the buns were still there, the little bald head said to Bai Zhun very seriously, "Then I will suppress my appetite."

The co-author is that you ate six big buns in one go while suppressing your appetite? Not counting the little bean buns just now...

Bai Zhun pressed his forehead, why did he feel that he adopted a snack.

The meal was extraordinarily sweet and delicious. The steamed buns were dipped in chili oil. From time to time, a piece of chopsticks would be used to slap cucumbers. This is a typical way of eating in the north. People in Beijing enjoy this bite.

In the past, sauced beef must appear on the table, poured with a unique sauce, and it tastes particularly delicious in summer.

It's just that there is a little bald head here today, so Bai Zhun didn't eat any meat dishes. Instead, he just ate rice porridge and steamed stuffed buns. His appetite was not worse than usual. On the contrary, he ate some more vegetables because he had a child with him.

The little bald head's favorite food is governor's tofu. This is a local dish, and the recipe is different. It seems that egg juice is added to the tender tofu, and it melts in the mouth. It's delicious.

After eating for almost half an hour, the little bald head raised his round belly and said to Aunt Wang again: "Amitabha, thank you benefactor."

Seeing the child like that, Bai Zhun was afraid that she might not digest well, so he dragged him over and rubbed her belly twice.

The little bald head didn't understand why the little brother made such a move, he was stunned for a while, and followed Bai Zhun's example, wanting to rub it for Bai Zhun.

"Don't make trouble." Bai Zhun blocked the child's hand: "Can you hold on?"

The little bald head thought for a while and decided to tell the truth: "Actually, I can still eat five more steamed buns, but Aunt Wang is too tired from cooking, so I'll save my stomach to eat at night."

Bai Zhun: ...

It seems that Aunt Wang should find a helper.

The little bald head blinked her big eyes twice, feeling that something was wrong, why didn't anyone ring the bell after she had finished eating?

When is she going to start reciting scriptures?

Thinking of this, the little bald head was very entangled. You must know that when she was in the temple, she had already started reading scriptures at this point.

Of course, in fact, she is not very interested in reading the scriptures. The point is that after reading the scriptures, she will play wrestling games with the masters and nephews in the monk hall.

How can you wrestle without chanting?

The little bald head became anxious, so he stretched out his hand to grab Bai Zhun's sleeve.

Bai Zhun was drinking tea with a copy of "The Little Prince" in English in his hand. Seeing that the child was sweating on his forehead, he asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"You have to recite the scriptures. If you don't recite the scriptures, the Buddha will blame me." The little bald-head explained incongruously: "But there are no bells here."

Others may not understand this sentence, but Bai Zhun, who also lived in the temple, knew the working hours there, and raised his eyes to look at the clock on the hall.

"You can read the Bible from now on, and I will tell you when it ends."

As Bai Zhun said, he bent down, picked up the little man, and put him on the sofa.

The little bald head trusted her new brother very much, crossed her legs, and began to chant scriptures devoutly.

The child's voice is not high, but also has a soft milky breath.

To Bai Zhun, not only did it not feel noisy, but there was a different kind of tranquility, even the sun outside seemed not so strong.

It's just that the good times don't last long.

The little bald man had only been reciting scriptures for less than half an hour when a group of children came in outside.

These children are all from the compound of the military region. It can be said that everyone's family is very powerful, and they often come to Bai's house. The soldiers outside will definitely not stop them.

The kid who took the lead was a little overlord, and usually only served Bai Zhun, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw a young monk meditating there, and he felt a little overwhelmed.

"What's going on here? Where did the monk come from?"

"There is no hair on the top of the head, is it shaved?"

"Why did this little monk appear at Brother Bai's house?"

Li Xiaobawang listened to the discussions around him, took out the wooden sticks they were holding just now, and lowered his voice to warn: "Be quiet for me, Bai Zhun is not here, he must be taking a nap, and woke up your brother Bai, But I won’t accept you as younger brothers.”

"Then what about the little monk?" There was also a girl over there, wearing a very ladylike princess dress, looking at little Ajiu with displeasure in her eyes. If she read correctly, the little monk covered her legs It was Bai Zhun's blanket.

Normally, she couldn't even touch Brother Bai Zhun's things. How could this little monk be able to cover him with a blanket?

Children are jealous for no reason.

Li Xiaobawang also recognized the blanket. Thinking about it carefully, he and Bai Zhun grew up wearing a pair of pants. Where did this little monk come from? Haven't even heard of it!

Li Xiaobawang has been languid since he was a child. Seeing the little monk sitting there motionless, he winked at the two children standing on the left and right, and wanted to give the little monk a blow so that he would know what was going on. Whose world is it!

Message to readers: The third update, all the beauties go to bed early, and the contract will be renewed tomorrow, okay, good night...