"The Protoss is amazing, huh?" Hua Xi was angry and depressed, and when he went back, he must get the things back from Chongxi.

Even if you can't get the money back, at least the dry food will have to be returned.

"There's a soup kitchen in front, go quickly, it'll be gone for a while!"

"Recently, there are well-wishers who always give porridge, which is great!"

"I don't know where it's a big family, it's been a few days!"

………………

A group of people suddenly hurried forward, hurrying.

When Hua Xi heard it, soup kitchen?

And this kind of good thing?

Her stomach was rumbling, she was indeed very hungry after a day of travel, raised her head, and glanced at Lu Lian sadly.

Lu Lian smiled: "If you're hungry, go eat it." ”

"You're laughing at me?" This guy is smiling treacherously!

"Nope." Lu Lian shook her head solemnly, "It's good if you eat enough." ”

"Then let's go together, share the blessings and the difficulties! We're good guys! "How can you disgrace her alone? If he laughed at her in the future, he would be really angry.

"I'm not hungry." Lu Lian hurriedly refused.

It would be too bad for him to go with her to eat the porridge that others gave him and spread it.

Hua Xi glared at him: "If you don't go, I won't go, I'm starving, see what you do!" ”

Lu Lian's face changed slightly, and finally she took a deep breath and said well, "Okay, let's go." ”

Hua Xi stood up happily, took him, and followed those people to the soup kitchen.

At the same time, on the other side of the town, several little monks were also happily carrying the porridge they had begged.

"Senior brother, the benefactor of the soup kitchen is really a good person, this is all porridge made of rice! This neighborhood is close to the Sunset Mountains, the land is so barren, and rice is very precious! ”

Several young bald monks all sprayed bowls and bowls with a look of agreement, in the Fanyin Temple, all they eat is brown rice, and there are few such good rice porridge.

Recently, the abbot has always sent them out of the valley to make a fortune, and it is really the right time.

"Wuxin, you have hands and feet, and the benefactor is giving porridge to those who need it more." A clear voice sounded behind the group of young monks.

They raised their heads and immediately stood respectfully.

The snow-white robe and clear eyes are, in their opinion, the supreme pursuit of their lives.

The senior brother was the one they admired, and when he spoke, several young monks immediately felt ashamed, they were actually coveting the fragrance of rice porridge, which did not conform to the precepts of monks at all.

"Senior Brother Wujiang, don't worry about it, the kind donor said that it is to do good deeds and accumulate virtues, especially for us monks, this is to form a relationship with the Buddha!"

The head is smooth, the dust has a clever smile, and the appearance of holding a bowl is a satisfaction.

This gluttonous monkey.

"That benefactor has been giving porridge for half a month, and you come every day, aren't you taking advantage of him?" Wujiang shook his head, looking at the appearance of several junior disciples, a little helpless.

In the end, he is young and can't control his heart well.

"But the donor said he wanted us to come every day!" Wuchen said simply, "Senior brother, that's a good deed, and they don't care about money at all!" ”

"It's your gluttony." Wujiang smiled helplessly.

"Of course, there are delicious ones, so why not eat them?" Wuchen sticks out his tongue, and when he goes to get porridge, there is also tofu.

"Senior brother, you also go to get porridge, you just came down the mountain, you must still be hungry." A little monk said kindly.