Wan Nishang swallowed. The big reason she missed the last New Year's Eve was because she had eaten the dishes made by Li Yun himself.
She pretended to look nonchalantly at her daughter, and saw that Qing concubine was also patient, and the girl Qingya was very straightforward and threw herself on Li Yun, pestering her to say she wanted something delicious.
Strange lines.
"Good, both."
Li Yun touched her little head and asked Qingya to let him go first. Qingya seemed to be more clingy tonight, and I don't know if it was because of being in the wilderness.
On a hillside leeward, Li Yun took out the pots, pans and pans, where he could cook casually, without worrying that the old monk would see it, and the fragrance would not affect him.
"Tonight... let's have some tofu and fried tomatoes with eggs." Li Yun said after looking at the ingredients.
"The egg is not a meat?" Concubine Wan Qing glanced at him diagonally.
"What's the matter?"
Wan Qingya objected again: "Instead of entangled in whether eggs and milk are vegetarian or not, it is better to be kind and do more good deeds instead of worrying about these precepts. The precepts are, in the final analysis, a boundary for those with weak willpower. Didn’t my husband say? That’s the truth in the Buddha’s heart when the wine and meat have passed through the intestines!"
"Me!" Concubine Wan Qing was so shocked by her sister that she couldn't speak.
"Hahaha." Li Yun laughed, "very reasonable!"
"Then just eat meat!" Concubine Wan Qing became angry and stared at Li Yun.
"That's not okay, no, you can eat meat, but you can't, because you belong to the kind of person with weak willpower."
"What are you talking about? My willpower is firm, okay!"
In the noisy room, a sumptuous vegetarian + egg dinner is ready, and now it should be regarded as a supper.
The mother and daughter of Wan Nishang worked together to bring the prepared meal back to the grassy **** before, and put it on the tablecloth. Wan Qingya lit a few incense candles to illuminate the surroundings, giving people a wonderful feeling of candlelight dinner. .
"Starting to eat, I'm starving to death~"
The four of them were seated in four positions, and Wan Qingya picked up the chopsticks with a look of greedy eyes.
"Wait." Li Yun stopped her.
"What are you doing again?"
This time, even Concubine Wan Qing is dissatisfied, she has been hungry after a busy day, and can't eat?
Li Yun took out another bowl, filled some food in, and handed it to Qingya.
No need to say anything, Wan Qingya understood what he meant, took it and left, saying: "Okay, okay, old monk eat first, you are not allowed to eat, I will be back soon!"
"What old monk, the Buddha ate it." Li Yun smiled.
Concubine Wan Qing swallowed, and after waiting less than two minutes, Qingya returned.
"Did the old monk eat it?" her mother asked her, Wan Qingya nodded affirmatively: "The old monk said before that there is no need to eat tonight, but when I took it over, I refused, but I said, "Buddha meditates. A shepherdess came to offer her celiac, and now I am a shepherdess, and you are not willing to eat it?' After saying this, he said again, Amitabha, the old man took it to eat."
Li Yun laughed. I don't know why. When Wan Qingya said "Ah Amitabha", there was always a funny feeling. She knew that she was reading A (e) Amitabha, but she wanted to read Amitabha.
"Okay, okay, I don't bother to care about the old monk."
Concubine Wan Qing couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, put a piece of tomato scrambled eggs into her mother's bowl, and another piece for her sister, and finally took the third bite by herself.
"good to eat!"
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