Could it be predetermined

XXXX" Guan Ju, who had just left the house, almost bumped into Grandma head-on, and saw Grandma holding a deep-fried dough stick and a half-folded biscuit in her hand, dangling in front of Guan Ju, chanting in a dialect that Guan Ju could not understand .

"Grandma said that the fried dough sticks and biscuits are for you. It's more delicious to eat fried dough sticks in the biscuits." Leng Qingqiu's voice came from behind, with the lazy wind of just waking up.

While speaking, the man had already walked in front of Guan Ju and Grandma.

"Thank you grandma." Guan Ju stretched out his hand to take the sesame seed fried dough sticks from grandma's hand.

Under the gaze of Leng Qingqiu and Grandma, Guan Ju opened his mouth and took a big bite.She has eaten deep-fried dough sticks. As for pancakes, there are relatively few in southern cities.

“Mmm...delicious”

Chewing the fried dough sticks that have softened in the mouth, paired with slightly sweet and chewy sesame seed cakes, it is indeed very different from the crispy fried dough sticks that I ate before. The two kinds of pasta are thicker and have a different flavor.

At this moment, Guan Ju had already forgotten while eating fried dough sticks and pancakes, and last night he swore to ignore Leng Qingqiu.

About Guan Ju's going down the mountain to eat meat, after a night of fermentation, it has been known to everyone.When she entered the red house with Leng Qingqiu, many lay people saw her. When she was being punished in the Guanyin Hall at night, Grandma was in the room at the back of the hall, and she heard it very clearly.

After two months of getting along, although the two couldn't communicate smoothly, Guan Ju got up early every day to supply water, sweep the yard, and came back at night to help light the oil lamps and eat fast.Regarding Guan Ju's going down the mountain to eat meat yesterday, Grandma thinks it's justifiable.

The three of them walked towards the restaurant together talking and laughing. At that time, the two masters had already taken their seats. When Guan Ju and Leng Qingqiu went to serve porridge together, they heard some people pointing behind their backs.

"I just told you that she is not a good person, she sneaked off to the bottom of the mountain to have sex yesterday, I saw it all, sooner or later she will bring Qingqiu down."

"What kind of a good person is he playing with that bratty hoof, he should be driven away as soon as possible"

"You have to talk to the head of the house when you have time, don't let her stay here"

Guan Ju is powerless to argue with such filthy rumors, and every time he hears them, he can only let them go.

"Auntie, I'm almost 30 years old, don't I have a brain yet?" Leng Qingqiu suddenly said to those gossiping people, how old is he, don't he even have any opinions, if he says it's bad, it's bad?

"Qingqiu, we are all for your own good." The two blushed in embarrassment, but they still said in a high-sounding manner.

Leng Qingqiu rolled his eyes, heaved a long sigh, and then smiled politely: "Thank you, Auntie..." he said perfunctorily.

Leng Qingqiu didn't agree with them, but just felt helpless about it.

She is an old man, a loss is a blessing, for the sake of the child, it is all over, for the New Year, to save face, for your own good, the eight forgivenesses of Chinese people.Leng Qingqiu just felt speechless, unable to explain, speechless...

"They are like this. They are full of food all day long, and they can only pass the long life of old age by gossiping and gossiping. Just get used to it, and don't take it to heart." Leng Qingqiu shrugged and comforted Guan Ju with a helpless expression.

"I don't care, I'm used to it," Guan Ju said softly with a smile.

"Let's eat," Leng Qingqiu reminded.The two returned to the table and sat down

Seeing that the atmosphere between Guan Ju and Leng Qingqiu was much better than before, Ming Xin and Zhengda smiled at each other.It is said that it is a blessing in disguise. After this incident, the two seem to begin to accept each other.

"Qingqiu, when are you leaving tomorrow?" Ming Xin asked while eating.

"Take the earliest ferry out tomorrow morning, and I have to go back to work in the company tomorrow afternoon"

Thinking of going back to work, I feel tired. Others work from [-] to [-] in the morning, and I work from [-] to [-] in the morning. I seldom rest during the holidays. Leng Qingqiu looked back at Guan Ju, and this Miss Guan seemed to have no food or clothing. The Lord of Worry is really annoying.

"Come over to my room after eating later," Ming Xin confessed to Leng Qingqiu.

"Oh—" Leng Qingqiu lazily replied.

After the group finished their breakfast, Guan Ju accompanied Grandma to the Ksitigarbha Temple.Usually, the Ksitigarbha Temple is in charge of the grandma, sweeping the floor, removing wax, and supplying water (the Ksitigarbha Temple needs more water than other temples combined), and it takes more than half an hour to finish all the work, and the grandmother is inconvenient and old Already high, it is slow to do things.

When there is nothing to do on weekends, Guan Ju will take the initiative to help grandma share part of the work. The two of them talk to each other every time, and communicate with each other. the better.

"Is it over?" Ming Xin asked suddenly after returning to the room.

Leng Qingqiu was taken aback by the sudden question, she stared at Ming Xin with an incomprehensible expression, and did not answer Ming Xin's question.

"How much is left, take it from me and pay it back," Ming Xin continued.

Leng Qingqiu almost laughed angrily, she was the one who left her alone at the beginning, after so many years of hard work, she finally got better now, and she came to pretend to be a good person again.

Seeing that Leng Qingqiu was silent, Ming Xin took a bank card and stuffed it into her hand.Mingxin blamed herself, she knew that she still couldn't get Leng Qingqiu's forgiveness, but as a monk, she didn't know what to say for herself.

"No need." Leng Qingqiu slammed the bank card in his hand on the table, glaring at Ming Xin.

"Qingqiu" called Leng Qingqiu in a bewildered manner

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to my room first." Leng Qingqiu said coldly.

Because of too much force, the door slammed shut with a "bang", just like the door in Leng Qingqiu's heart that was also slammed shut.

Guan Ju and Grandma downstairs were startled by the sound of the door closing. You look at me and I look at you. Guan Ju just wanted to ask Grandma, but she closed her mouth in an instant. Grandma was willing to say, but she couldn’t understand. ——

Zhengda who was not far away saw everything in his eyes, and finally just sighed helplessly.

Back in the room, Leng Qingqiu buried herself on the bed, and all the grievances came back to her heart for a while, and the past scenes clearly flashed in her mind. During that time, she cried, made trouble, and hanged herself, but she couldn't change Mingxin Decide.Desperate, helpless, isolated and helpless, I have suffered so much to get to where I am today.Now that I have grown up and become independent, it is even more impossible to listen to her.

Guan Ju really wanted to see what Leng Qingqiu and Ming Xin were arguing about, but he didn't know the reason at all, so he was afraid that he would make too many mistakes.He simply didn't think about it, sighed with his grandma, and continued to clean the yard.

Everyone in the office rests on weekends, and Chen Jing will stay in the apartment-style dormitory of the shipyard to cook, watch dramas, and occasionally take the ferry to Jiangcheng to go shopping. I'm going to be stupid.It's just that after a few trips to Jiangcheng, I was too lazy to go out because of the toss on the road.And Xiao Du is busy on weekends. As usual, he prepares to go to the factory early on weekends.

"What time is it?" Chen Jing heard Xiao Du getting up when she was still sleeping, and asked in a hoarse voice before opening her eyes

"Six o'clock, it's still early, you go to bed," Xiao Du said softly, for fear that the loud voice would scare Chen Jing's drowsiness away.

"Be careful when you work, don't let anyone find out," Chen Jing reminded without waking up.

"I know, don't worry~" Xiao Du coaxed softly, leaned over and pressed a kiss on Chen Jing's forehead, and went out.

It was late in the morning in winter, and it was not very bright when Xiao Du went out.He turned up the collar of his down jacket, shrunk his neck, put on leather gloves, and rode his tricycle to the shipyard.

"Here comes Xiao Du, it's still so early in winter," the security guard at the gate of the shipyard greeted Xiao Du.

Xiao Du usually drives his wife to work together, but on weekends he always rides a tricycle alone to work early.The security guard thinks that Xiao Du is very good. He drives because he is afraid that his daughter-in-law will be cold. When he is alone, he rides a tricycle to save fuel.

"Morning, brother, I saw it on the way and brought it for you." Xiao Du greeted the security guard with a smile, and stuffed a bag of steaming meat buns into his arms.

The entry and exit of the shipyard is always under the watchful eyes of the security guards, so Xiao Du will buy him some breakfast on the road on weekends, and the security guards are more enthusiastic about him than others over time.For breakfast, Xiao Du went into the factory with a chuckle.

When Xiao Du arrived at the warehouse, it was empty. The start time in winter was eight o’clock. At this time, the laborers in the dormitory area of ​​the factory were still asleep. They opened the warehouse door and started working for half an hour. After the left and right are transported, cover the white canvas and tie the hemp rope.

The security guard happily finished eating the buns, picked up the smoking hot water, and moistened his throat one mouthful at a time.Hearing the sound, he looked out the glass window and saw Xiao Du riding a tricycle towards the door.

"Xiao Du, why are you so fast today?" the security guard asked with a smile.

"There are relatively few things this week, so finish your work early and go home to accompany your daughter-in-law"

"It's still early, I can sleep in the cage when I go back, let's go, don't freeze"

"Let's go brother~" After a few greetings, Xiao Du rode his tricycle away...

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Personal test: Fried dough sticks sandwiched with sesame seed cakes are really delicious!

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Chapter 11

At nine o'clock in the morning, the sun shone on the concrete road, and the heat emitted by the rising temperature of the ground made people feel much warmer.The steamed stuffed bun shop, biscuit shop, bean curd shop, and various breakfast shops on the side of the street are mixed together, very lively.

There are also more pedestrians on the road. In order to go home and continue to lie in bed, many people go out wearing thick cotton pajamas and cotton slippers. After breakfast, I went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.There is only one vegetable market on the island, but it has a large capacity and a variety of dishes, which is enough for the daily needs of the island.

Wang Xiaofeng shuttled through various stalls in the morning to select fresh ingredients, and he did not forget to bargain with the boss during the process.After a while, Wang Xiaofeng also walked out of the vegetable market humming a ditty in a good mood, stepping on thick cotton slippers, carrying the booty bought in the vegetable market in both hands.

A loud shout came from behind "Wang Xiaofeng", Wang Xiaofeng turned his head and followed the source of the sound.At a glance, Xiao Du was seen in the crowd riding towards him on a tricycle.

"Why are you here?"

Xiao Du rode three rounds and stopped beside Wang Xiaofeng. He saw that Wang Xiaofeng was wearing cotton pajamas, carrying a plastic bag full of vegetables, and a handful of hair stood up, as if he was coming and going, just waking up. Just like the residents who come to the vegetable market.It's just that Wang Xiaofeng lives in the dormitory in the factory area, which is some distance away from the town.Even if he took the factory bus early in the morning, he shouldn't be dressed like this, Xiao Du was a little puzzled.

Wang Xiaofeng's eyes were rolling, his head was also running fast, and he seemed a little uneasy.

"I... came out to buy breakfast, bought some food by the way, and cooked by myself at noon." Wang Xiaofeng replied falteringly, and looked at Xiao Du anxiously after speaking, for fear that he would ask some questions again.

"I know you're shopping for vegetables. Don't you all eat in the cafeteria? There's no place to cook in the dormitory. And it's so early, you came out by bus?" Xiao Du continued to ask puzzled.

Wang Xiaofeng scolded Xiao Du in his heart for being so blind, didn't he see that he didn't want to answer, and kept asking.It's just that I'm angry, I still have to think of an excuse to get over it.

"You know, it's inconvenient to live in the dormitory. Take my daughter-in-law to the town to enjoy it during the weekend." Wang Xiaofeng whispered next to Xiaodu, "The food in the factory is not good, and the physical exertion is too heavy. Bu Bu" said and raised the dish in his hand to let Xiao Du see it clearly.

"Oh - I understand," Xiao Du said with a smirk.

"What's the matter with riding a tricycle if you don't have a car in winter?" Wang Xiaofeng only noticed Xiao Du's tricycle.

"A few days ago the tire was punctured, so put it in front to change it, no, why don't you come to pick up the car when you have time on the weekend?" Xiao Du replied sophisticatedly.

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, my wife is still hungry and waiting for me to go back." Wang Xiaofeng found an excuse to leave quickly.

"Which house do you live in? Do you want me to see you off?" Xiao Du asked enthusiastically.

"No, no, you are busy with your work. I will stay at the Yiqing Hotel in front, and I will be there in two steps." Wang Xiaofeng said guiltily, but he was secretly scolding Xiao Du for meddling in his own business.

"Then I'll go buy some breakfast and go home with my wife," Xiao Du said, not forgetting to give him a wretched look.

After the two separated, Wang Xiaofeng strode forward, looking back from time to time to see if Xiao Du was still behind him. When he reached the fork in the road, he looked back to confirm that Xiao Du was out of sight, and then turned and entered the Four Seasons Hotel on the left.

Being punished in the Guanyin Temple last night, Guan Ju had to memorize the mantra of the past life. After reciting it smoothly, I didn't think it was too difficult, but practice makes perfect.For this reason, it aroused her a little interest in scriptures. The most frequently heard sentence about Buddhism in the past was "form is emptiness, emptiness is form".

Guan Ju came to the guest room next to the Daxiong Palace, saw no one around, and pushed open the door upstairs. He had the impression that all kinds of treasures were hidden in the Sutra Pavilion, but few people came in and out, mysterious and a little scary.Slowly climbed the stairs, his heart was beating like a thief, Guan Ju was amused by himself after a while, and the master didn't say that he would not let him go to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

On the second floor, Guan Ju saw another pair of shoes at the door, walked in and found that Leng Qingqiu was still sitting cross-legged on the wooden floor in the same posture, flipping through scriptures.

"Do you like scriptures very much?" Guan Ju asked softly, for fear of scaring Leng Qingqiu.

Hearing the sound, Leng Qingqiu raised her eyes and saw Guan Ju with her back facing the light, the sunlight refracted behind her, covering her whole body in a halo, she couldn't see her appearance clearly, only felt that at this moment Guan Ju is so dreamy.

"Ghosts like scriptures." Leng Qingqiu said angrily.

Guan Ju is not annoyed either, she finds that Leng Qingqiu is a very twisted person, he likes to say things that are not what he means, and even speak with a knife.Guan Ju smiled lightly and went to sit beside Leng Qingqiu, picked up the scriptures on the floor and flipped through them

"What are you looking at?" Guan Ju asked curiously.

"I didn't read anything, just flipped through it casually." Leng Qingqiu said perfunctorily, not wanting to talk more about this topic with her.

Guan Ju looked down at the scriptures in Leng Qingqiu's hands, "The Shurangama Sutra", a thick book, Guan Ju remembered that when she came to look for Leng Qingqiu last time, she also took this book, obviously she didn't just read it casually, It must have been a long time.But Leng Qingqiu didn't want to talk about it, and he wouldn't follow up and ask without understanding.

"Can you tell me that color is emptiness and emptiness is color, where did it come from?" Guan Ju asked Leng Qingqiu for advice with a flattering expression.

"Heart Sutra, the full name is "Maha Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra"" Leng Qingqiu replied coldly

"You don't even need to think about it, it's amazing, haven't you read all these scriptures?" Guan Ju said in surprise, after asking himself, Leng Qingqiu answered without raising his head, how familiar he is Response so fast.

Looking at Guan Ju with a surprised face, Leng Qingqiu felt that this man was making a fuss. He had lived in the temple since he was a child, and what he listened to most was chanting, and what he read most were scriptures, just like ordinary children reading Grimm's fairy tales. Similarly, if you ask her where Snow White comes from, do you still need to think about it?

Leng Qingqiu gave Guan Ju a supercilious look, and didn't want to answer.

"Then can you help me find this scripture?" Guan Ju continued to please Leng Qingqiu.

Leng Qingqiu took out a morning and evening lesson from the scriptures beside him and gave it to Guan Ju.

Guan Ju took it over and looked at it puzzled: "Isn't this for morning and evening classes? I want to read the Heart Sutra."

"There is only one volume of the Heart Sutra, and the scriptures are very short. There is no dedicated one. The Heart Sutra is attached to many scriptures, such as the Morning Class, the Diamond Sutra, and Fangmeng Mountain." While speaking, Leng Qingqiu took the scripture from Guan Ju's hand , Skillfully turned to the page of the Heart Sutra before handing it back to Guan Ju.

Guan Ju was both shocked and admired.

Looking at the fragment of the Heart Sutra in his hand, it is indeed very short, only two or three hundred words.After looking at the contents of the Heart Sutra, Guan Ju knew most of the words. Guan Ju tried to read it silently in his heart. Although he knew the words, except for the few sentences he often heard, the rest were still a bit awkward to read.

Leng Qingqiu looked at Guan Ju who was frowning with a pensive expression, and felt that this person was a bit funny, and he didn't know what he was fighting with himself, how easy it is for a layman to understand.She has also been exposed to it since she was a child, and only by constantly reading and copying can she become proficient now. She wanted to read it smoothly when she first read it, and she was really beyond her control.

"After understanding the meaning of the scriptures, it will be easier to read," Leng Qingqiu reminded softly.As he spoke, he got up and walked towards the inner wall on the left, reached out and took out a book and walked back. "This is a translation and annotation, you can find the Heart Sutra and read it again."

Guan Ju is a little flattered, when she gets along with Leng Qingqiu, she has always been cold and alienated, with an attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away. Since the morning, although she is not enthusiastic, Guan Ju can feel that she is softening and intuit her original His personality should not be like this. As for why he is so cold to himself, maybe it has something to do with Mingxin's quarrel?No matter what the reason is, it is a good thing that he is willing to accept himself now, thinking of this, Guan Ju pursed his lips and smiled again.

"Thank you," Guan Ju said with a sweet smile.

Leng Qingqiu looked at her indifferently without knowing it, but didn't say anything.

The two of them quietly looked at the scriptures in their hands. Occasionally, Guan Ju would ask Leng Qingqiu for advice if they didn't understand something, and Leng Qingqiu patiently explained it to her.

After more than half an hour passed, Guan Ju felt that he could recite the scriptures after reading the scriptures.So she silently recited the Heart Sutra over and over again tirelessly, Leng Qingqiu looked at Guan Ju's high spirits from the side, she didn't understand why some people like the scriptures.

Since I can remember, I have been led by Ming Xin to sit in the main hall, morning and evening classes, and Buddhist rituals, and I have always participated in it.When Leng Qingqiu was a child, everything was related to Buddhism, and she had no contact with the outside world, so she didn't think there was anything. Coupled with Ming Xin's intentional guidance, she was familiar with scriptures and magic tools since she was very young.

After going to school, I met other children, heard about such a colorful life, and saw the bustling world. Leng Qingqiu was no longer satisfied with the life in the temple, nor did he want to read boring scriptures.It's just that the scriptures have been deeply implanted in her bones and blood, and she will never forget them.

"I will recite it." Guan Ju's voice pulled back Leng Qingqiu who was in deep thought. Looking at Guan Ju with a smug face, Leng Qingqiu was puzzled. After seeing such a wonderful life, why would Guan Ju still feel these emotions? interest.

"Learn and listen" Leng Qingqiu said to her with great interest, not wanting to spoil Guanju's interest.

Sure enough, Guan Ju memorized the Heart Sutra smoothly, and after finishing the memorization, he looked at Leng Qingqiu with a proud face, waiting for her praise.

"Very powerful." Leng Qingqiu nodded and said in agreement.

Although the Heart Sutra is short, it is in Sanskrit after all, and it is not often seen in life. If you can memorize it so quickly, your comprehension is quite high.

"Am I playing big swords in front of Guan Gong?" At first I thought that Leng Qingqiu would pour cold water on me, but I never thought that she would actually praise herself, and Guan Ju felt a little embarrassed. I just memorized a short Heart Sutra and asked for praise here, and I feel ashamed when I think about it.

"It's not the same, I've been exposed to these things since I was a child, it's not bad for you to be able to do this for the first time," Leng Qingqiu said sincerely.

Guan Ju didn't refute any more, but couldn't help but have Hongxia flying on her cheeks...

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References "Heart Sutra" and "Morning and Evening Classes"

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Chapter 12

"Squeak—" The heavy wooden door made a dull sound when it was pushed, and then, when the iron lock fell, the metal collided and made a crisp metal sound.Hearing the sound, Guan Ju and Leng Qingqiu realized that the sun had already set in the west at this time, and the sunlight that originally covered the large wooden floor was only left with a faint dappled light and shadow in the corner of the wall.

"It should be the master who is at the gate of the Grand Palace, should you go?" Guan Ju asked softly.

"Let's go" Leng Qingqiu replied softly, closing the scriptures in his hand, reaching out to pick up the stacked scriptures on the floor.

"I'll help you" Guan Ju hurriedly reached out and took most of the scriptures from Leng Qingqiu's arms.

The two walked to the wall together, Leng Qingqiu sorted the scriptures in his hands and put them back in an orderly manner, and put away the scriptures handed over by Guan Ju one by one after putting them away.

After placing them, Guan Ju turned around and walked towards the door.

"Wait" Leng Qingqiu said, and saw that she walked to the Buddha statue of Qilu and worshiped three times devoutly.

Guan Ju quietly looked at Leng Qingqiu worshiping the Buddha, this person was really telling the truth, he refused to admit that he was reading the scriptures, but he was so engrossed in reading, he behaved indifferently and alienated, and he was so devout towards the Buddha statue.

"Let's go" Leng Qingqiu said softly.

Guan Ju nodded slightly, and the two locked the door and went downstairs together.

The gate of the Daxiong Palace was closed, and the two walked towards the main hall. When they passed the kitchen, they saw Zhengda fiddling with something in front of the stove. Hearing the sound of footsteps, when she raised her head, she happened to meet the two of them.

"Qingqiu, Xiaoguan, where did you two go? You haven't seen anyone all afternoon." Zhengda pretended to complain, and still kept stirring the food in the pot.

"Little Master, Leng Qingqiu and I are reading in the Cangjing Pavilion, what are you cooking?"

"Come here, both of you, I'll make soup for you to drink at night." Zhengda said with a face full of treasures. Don't look at her appearance as a monk in front of others, she is like a naughty child in private, always doing something annoying something unexpected.

Hearing this, Guan Ju's eyes lit up with anticipation.

At home in Nancheng, every meal is inseparable from these soups, especially Guan's mother is keen to cook all kinds of nourishing soup for Guan Ju, and Guan Ju is a little scared after drinking it. However, after two months in the temple , In addition to various beverages on the table, there is never a trace of soup.

For this reason, Guan Ju has been thinking about it for a long time, but living in the temple has already disturbed others, so I am embarrassed to ask for more.At this moment, hearing that there is soup to drink, how can Guan Ju be unhappy.

When Leng Qingqiu heard about the soup, he closed his eyes in pain, and didn't want to say anything. The soup cooked by the little master is really heartbreaking, and he would die if he drank it again...

"What's wrong with you?" Guan Ju asked with concern seeing Leng Qingqiu's bitter face.

Leng Qingqiu sighed for a long time, and gave Guan Ju a look of "you will understand later".

While talking, the two had come to the kitchen, Guan Ju rubbed his little hands with excitement, and saw green smoke rising from the lid of the pot, which smelled clean and light, and seemed to have a sweet fruity aroma.The soup in my impression always has meat, Guan Ju has long forgotten that she is in the pure land of Buddhism, and she who is only thinking about drinking soup also forgets that it is impossible to have meat here.

After a while, Zhengda turned off the gas stove, reached out and lifted the lid of the pot, a puff of smoke came out due to the steam, Guan Ju didn't see the soup in the pot for a moment.After the smoke dissipated, he impatiently leaned over to look at the contents of the pot. If he didn't look, he wouldn't know. Guan Ju's whole face was wrinkled together, and he looked at Zhengda in disbelief.

"what is this……"

Guan Ju couldn't believe his eyes.

"This soup is very nourishing. Don't look bad, it tastes good. Qingqiu often drank this when he was a child," Zhengda said with a proud face.

Hearing this, Guan Ju looked at Leng Qingqiu, who saw Leng Qingqiu pursing his lips, shrugging his shoulders, with an unlovely expression on his face, as if to say "Now you understand, I am also in pain--".

When the last trace of luck disappeared, Guan Ju looked at the food in the pot again as if resigned to his fate, and he could identify bananas, apples, pears, oranges, red dates, wolfberry, tangerine peel, etc. The pot of fruit was stewed in a mess, and other Guanju could barely accept it, that is, the boiled banana, the whole root became transparent, because it was too rotten and soft, it really made people's scalp tingle.

Guan Ju couldn't help but swallowed, unable to speak.

Zhengda used a spoon to scoop up a full spoonful of the fruit pulp in the bowl, and evenly distributed each bowl. He didn't forget to cut the banana in the middle, half for each person.

If it's all fruits, the color of the soup should be clear, even if you add tangerine peel, it shouldn't be too thick. However, this bowl of fruit stew obviously added something that Guan Ju doesn't know, and it seems that the color is close to light Brown, with a layer of fine white particles floating on the surface.

Guan Ju looked at Leng Qingqiu with eyes begging for help.

Leng Qingqiu doesn't look at Guan Ju, this is specially cooked by the little master, and she can't do anything about it.

"Stop standing, both of you, take it to the restaurant and sit down to drink," Zhengda reminded.

The two brought the soup to the dining table and sat down, "Do you really want to drink it?" Guan Ju asked unwillingly

"Otherwise?" Leng Qingqiu asked without answering

"Is there anything else added besides fruit?" Guan Ju sniffed it closer, and the sweetness was mixed with a little sour taste.

"You will know in the future." Leng Qingqiu pretended to be deep and said, after finishing speaking, he still looked at Guan Ju with raised eyebrows.

Guan Ju pouted, and looked at Leng Qingqiu angrily, without such a thing, he didn't say anything after all, what if he ate his stomach badly.

"Why don't you drink it? It's getting cold." Zhengda came out with fried rice cakes. "I'll have soup with rice cakes at night."

Leng Qingqiu couldn't help but sneered: "It's all right, eat quickly"

It's rare for Zhengda, who cooks, to buy one and get one free, cook a soup and give a fried rice cake, this Miss Xiaguan has something to eat, Leng Qingqiu secretly thought.

"Little master, can I just drink soup and not eat fruit?" Guan Ju begged in a low voice, at worst, pinch his nose and take a mouthful of boredom, that is, looking at the bananas in the bowl is really a psychological burden.

"Then you finish the soup and eat more rice cakes." Zhengda readily agreed, since the essence is in the soup anyway, it doesn't matter if you eat the fruit or not.

Guan Ju heaved a sigh of relief when he got permission, as long as he doesn't eat the soft bananas, everything else is fine.

When the temperature was right, Guan Ju raised his head and finished the soup in one gulp.I thought it would be difficult to swallow, but after drinking it, I realized that the taste is actually like sweet and sour fruit tea, but the taste of this soup is slightly sour, and there is a hint of wine aroma.

Leng Qingqiu watched Guan Ju quietly, and it was funny to see her face about to die. After a while, her facial features stretched out again, and then the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, as if she was still thinking about it.

Leng Qingqiu picked up the soup in front of him, blew on it, and drank it gracefully in small sips. There was no painful expression, and it didn't look like he was tasting, but just repeated the action of drinking mechanically.

After Guan Ju finished drinking, he took a large spoonful of rice cakes into the bowl with a spoon. The rice cakes were soft and sticky, not like stir-fried ones, but rather boiled with water and the juice dries up. He added a little spinach, and everything else No, it looks really unappetizing.

When Leng Qingqiu saw that Guan Ju was about to eat rice cakes, he immediately put down the bowl in his hand, sat up straight, and looked at Guan Ju leisurely.

"Ah—here, little master, did you forget to add salt?" Guan Ju wrinkled his five sense organs together, and said in distaste.The rice cake was completely tasteless, as if it was boiled in white water and put on a plate, and the spinach was also very dry, like eating grass.

"It's not good to eat too much salt. Lao Jia usually cooks with too much seasoning, so I like light ones," Zheng said confidently.

I usually have a dry mouth after eating, so I can only drink water all the time. If I drink too much water, I have to go to the toilet all the time, which especially affects my meditation and chanting.Therefore, the principle of Zhengda cooking is to keep the original flavor without adding oil or salt.

Guan Ju had an unbelievable expression on his face, I'm afraid the little master is not the master of dark cooking.

Leng Qingqiu looked at Guan Ju like a face-changing king, he changed several faces in a short period of time.I grew up with these dark dishes, and I didn't think there was anything when I was a child, but I was not interested in eating.After eating the delicious food outside, I realized that it was not because I had no appetite, but because the food in the temple made people not like it.

Seeing Guan Ju eating bitterly now, how could he be so happy.

This was undoubtedly the most unpalatable dinner in Guan Ju's life. She ate the rice cake with a bitter face, but from the corner of her vision, she saw Leng Qingqiu staring at her eyes with a smile, and couldn't help biting the rice cake in her mouth.

"I'm full." Guan Ju swallowed the last bite of rice cake with difficulty.

At this moment, Leng Qingqiu was still slowly eating the rice cakes in the bowl, Guan Ju suddenly realized what happened to Leng Qingqiu's meaningful eyes before the meal, it was difficult for her to swallow the meal, but she never Snacks to big...

I can't stand it after just one meal, but Leng Qingqiu has eaten it for so many years.

Guan Ju's nose was sour, and a different emotion surged into his heart.

Guan Ju's stare caught Leng Qingqiu's attention, and he saw this man looking at him affectionately, his eyes were filled with strong emotions, like pity, like grievance, as if he was going to cry in a second.

Leng Qingqiu felt uncomfortable being watched by her.

"Cough—" Leng Qingqiu pretended to clear his throat, stretched out his hand to take out a tissue, and pressed it against his lips. "I'm done eating"

Guan Ju hurriedly looked away.

Watching the little master start to clean up the dishes, Guan Ju came back to his senses when he was about to wash the dishes.

"Little master, I'll come, you've worked hard cooking, I'll wash the dishes" Guan Ju said hastily, reaching out to take the bowls and chopsticks from Zhengda's hand.

"OK then"

"I'll wash it for you a second time." Leng Qingqiu's cold voice came over.

"Then you two wash slowly, I'll go back to the room first"

Guan Ju filled the dishcloth with detergent, and after lathering, he began to wash the bowls in the sink. After washing, he handed it to Leng Qingqiu next to him. Leng Qingqiu rinsed it with clean water and set it aside to dry.

The two of them washed the dishes quietly and tacitly.

"What time do you take the ferry tomorrow morning? I'll see you off," Guan Ju asked proactively.

"It's too early, I'll just walk," Leng Qingqiu softly refused.

"Anyway, I don't sleep too late in the temple. You walk for half an hour, and I just kick the accelerator when I drive."

"The trip at seven o'clock" Leng Qingqiu said softly.

"it is good……"

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-Complete-

Chapter 13

"Goo-goo-"

I don’t know how many times this is the first time tonight. After Guan Ju fell asleep, his stomach was overwhelmed, as if a snowplow was shoveling snow inside. In the dead of night, the movement seemed to be magnified countless times. The huge noise directly overwhelmed him. The sleeping Guan Ju was startled awake, at first she was still looking for the source of the sound in a daze, until an emergency signal came from a certain organ, Guan Ju jumped up from the bed and rushed to the toilet.The movement was so loud and powerful, it was like the Yellow River bursting its embankment, and it couldn't be stopped.

After that, he had to repeat it every few ten minutes, which made Guan Ju happy and helpless.The happy thing is that she has always been troubled by constipation. She has tried various so-called digestive aids in the past, but each time she became weak and collapsed. Later, she started exercising. Although it has improved, she still does not digest like ordinary people. It's normal, and one day I rest, I can't digest it, and suddenly I come out like this, as if I want to empty out all the garbage accumulated in the body.

But why is it the middle of the night, I can't sleep...

When Leng Qingqiu finished packing his luggage and was about to go to bed, he saw Guanju's room which was off and then turned on, and then turned off after three to five minutes, and then turned on again after ten minutes, and then it repeated like this.Leng Qingqiu probably guessed what was going on, and planned to go and have a look, but thought that going by himself would not be of much help, and might embarrass Guan Ju, so he gave up.

It's just, thinking that she didn't sleep well all night, will she wake up tomorrow?

It didn't subside until the middle of the night, Guan Ju felt that his body had never been so light, as if all the garbage of more than two decades had been expelled from his body, his stomach was so flat that it almost stuck to his back, and finally, Guan Ju was very tired go to sleep.

After grooming at six o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on Leng Qingqiu's door

"Here we come~" Leng Qingqiu thought it was Ming Xin who knocked on the door...

"Aren't you..." Leng Qingqiu was at a loss for words for a moment, thinking that this person would not be able to get up in the morning.

"Let's start early and go down the mountain to have breakfast." Guan Ju said expectantly. He emptied his stomach last night and woke up hungry before dawn.

"You... okay" Leng Qingqiu hesitated to speak, wanted to refuse at first, worried that this person didn't sleep well all night, but seeing her expectant look, he let her go.

Leng Qingqiu turned back into the room and put the satchel on his back, and came out with one in his hand: "Let's go"

"I'll carry this for you," Guan Ju said, reaching out to pick up the bag in Leng Qingqiu's hand.

"No need to