Seeing the little daughter who was enjoying the flowers not far away, the fifth lady showed a happy smile on her face.
"Rongrong."
...
The monk still left through the back door.
After all, he is not a formal visitor.
Miss Six has also become a taboo in the mansion.
In order not to cause trouble, the monks naturally came and left.
...
"master."
The monk met the man guarding the gate again.
"Are you leaving?"
...
"Um."
The monk nodded.
"Amitabha."
"Thank you for your help this time."
......
"No."
The man waved his hand, "The villain just passed on a message."
It was decided by the fifth lady to see each other.
Since the fifth lady later changed her mind and wanted to see the master, it must be because of the master himself.
What does it have to do with him?
...
The monk laughed.
"Without you, how can I let the fifth lady know that I want to see her?"
...
The man was slightly stunned.
It seems...so.
The man grinned.
"Has the master achieved his purpose when he met Mrs. Fifth?"
...
The monk was slightly stunned.
His purpose of meeting the fifth lady...
The monk smiled slightly.
"Um."
He got the answer.
Although it is a very regrettable answer.
But it is indeed an answer.
...
The man smiled.
"That's good."
...
"Amitabha."
The monk stepped out of the back door.
Leaving this mansion.
...
The monk walked on the street.
Eyes drooped slightly.
He was thinking.
Where did the donor who gave him sesame cake last time lived?
...
It turned out that he didn't know.
Because from beginning to end, the donor took the initiative to come to him.
Their meeting was in a temple.
The donor's thanks was also to come to the temple to express his gratitude to him.
...
Now the monk is going to find this donor...one of the thousands of donors...
The monk didn't know where to find her?
...
The monk frowned.
He just agreed to the fifth lady...
He was not for the fifth wife.
But for the Sixth Girl.
I knew that before Miss Six left, she still remembered the sesame cake he gave her last time...
Such a small wish...
The monk hopes to satisfy the six girls.
...
But……
The monk smiled bitterly.
He hoped it was useless.
He has no ability to tell fortunes.
Maybe……
He should go back to the temple to ask first.
Does anyone remember the donor?
And do you know that anyone knows about the donor?
...
If you happen to know where the donor lives...
That would naturally be the best.
......
The monk continued walking on the street.
His eyes flashed across every face around him.
But he was already walking back to the temple.
...
After walking out of the city gate, the monk did not find the donor.
It turns out that I took it for granted.
The monk shook his head slightly.
Walk straight into the temple.
Where is that lucky...
...
There are many pilgrims coming and going in the temple.
But it's not too noisy.
Everyone is very devout to Buddha.
...
The figure of the monk shuttles through the pilgrims.
Every pilgrim who saw him said hello to him.
Put your palms together and bend down slightly.
...
The monk nodded and responded to every pilgrim who said hello to him.
Smile.
...
"Uncle Master, you are back."
The little novice monk bent down to salute the monk.
...
The monk nodded.
Just as I was about to speak, I saw a familiar figure from the corner of my eyes.
This is!?
...
The monk turned around immediately.
He strides towards the figure.
...
The little novice monk who stood up straight looked at the monk's departure with a daze.
...
The woman stood up straight.
Turn around.
I saw a figure wearing a cassock in front of her.
She looked up in confusion.
Then, a few surprises appeared on her face.
"master!"
...
The monk walked to the door of the temple with the woman.
The monk told the woman his request.
...
"Sesame cake?"
After a few seconds of surprise, the woman's face burst into laughter.
"sure."
"I didn't expect the master to like eating the sesame cakes I made so much..."
The woman was a little surprised.
She thought that her sesame cake was well made...
But the master traveled everywhere, and hadn’t eaten any good things?
But the woman felt very happy.
Why would you be unhappy if your skills were confirmed?
Especially the master whom I am grateful for is affirmed.
The woman feels that even if she only has a little bit of it, she can be considered a little bit for the master.
...
The monk bent his mouth slightly.
"It's a little girl who likes to eat sesame cakes you make."
...
"Little girl?"
The woman was stunned.
Why?
Where did the little girl come from?
Why do you talk about the little girl?
......
The monk smiled.
"I gave the sesame cakes given to a little girl to fill her stomach."
"The little girl likes it very much after eating it."
"I still want to eat."
......
The woman suddenly realized.
So that's it.
"OK."
The woman nodded again.
Just sesame cake.
It was another request made by the master.
Give the master as much as he wants.
that is……
“It takes some time to make sesame cakes.”
Especially since the master made a request, she wanted to do more.
To that little girl.
And for the master.
Since it is for the master, the woman doesn't want to deal with it casually.
"Master, is the little girl anxious?"
...
urgent?
After a brief moment of stunned silence, the corners of the monk's mouth were almost unpredictable.
"No hurry."
The child has left...
...
"good."
The woman nodded.
"It's good if the little girl is not in a hurry."
"That master, I will bring you sesame cakes tomorrow."
...
"good."
The monk nodded, "Please trouble you."
"Thanks."
...
"You are polite, Master."
The woman waved her hands.
She was very happy that the master liked her sesame cake so much.
...
The woman turned around and left in a hurry.
She wants to go home to see if the ingredients for making sesame cakes are enough. If they are not enough, she should go out and buy them quickly...
...
Looking at the wife's back as she quickly left, the monk smiled slightly.
Good luck.
Not long after I came back, I met a woman who came to burn incense.
No need for him to find...
...
if……
The monk thought of the Sixth Girl...
It would be great if he had such luck with Miss Six.
...
The monk turned around and walked into the temple.
...
The next day, the woman rushed to the temple early in the morning.
Holding a big basket in hand.
The basket is covered with thick cloth.
...
"master?"
As soon as the woman walked into the temple, she saw a monk doing morning class.
The woman was delighted and screamed in a low voice.
...
The monk did not respond.
The woman is not in a hurry.
She looked up at the tall Buddha statue, closed her eyes and prayed devoutly.
...
The monk opened his eyes.
He got up and walked to the woman, "You are here."
"I've waited for a long time."
...
The woman opened her eyes immediately.
A big smile appeared on her face.
"master."
...
The monk signaled the woman to follow him out.
...
The two walked out of the hall.
...
The woman handed the basket in her hand to the monk.
"master."
“This is the sesame cake I made.”
...
Chapter completed!