Zhou Yi turned his head and immediately saw a very clean boy. He looked fourteen or fifteen years old and was not tall, but standing behind a group of majestic herders, he felt as if he was standing out in the crowd. He said he was clean, not because he was clean. How white his face is, how stunning hair is, and how beautiful the eyes are, but the person's temperament is clean, as if it will shine, even if there is dust on his body, even if he wakes up in the morning, he doesn't even wipe his eyes clean. That was just a green leaf that set off his quiet temperament.

This is someone who can still shine even if thrown into a cesspool and still won't be annoying.

There is such a boy with such temperament?

The snow finally stopped, and even the last trace of floating snow foam went clean. The haze-covered sky opened an eye, and the falling moonlight was like the chasing light on the stage, illuminating his whole body It was snow-white, like a big light bulb, and even pressed down the lighting that Bazeng had set up.

This "big light bulb" was also looking at Zhou Yi and laughing. He walked to Zhou Yi, approaching him, and became a real light bulb.

"Empression! See Huizhu's eminent monk in the next life!"

The herdsmen suddenly became panicked, and they didn't care about all the lung butter. They walked up to the boy, knelt down in front of him on one knee, stroked his chest, and lowered their heads in panic.

"Everyone gets up, everyone gets up. Today I just went down the mountain and went out sneaking out. Don't make such a big scene."

The young man Huizhu giggled, stroked the heads of the herdsmen, and murmured: "Get up, everyone, get up quickly." How could this look like a monk? Is it just a boy who smiles and acts coquettish? But this is similar When they acted coquettishly, they seemed to have an irresistible magic. Ba Zeng and the others stood up obediently, although they still lowered their heads slightly, but they were not as frightened as before.

"Monkey Huizhu?"

Zhou Yi never thought that he would meet the young monk Huizhu under such circumstances. The young monk touched him gently, without even taking a servant. He was fooled by him to enter Buddhism. Si didn't know where, what about Mingwei? Ba once said that if the snow was not heavy tomorrow, you could climb the Nianqing Tanggula Mountain. If the snow was blocked by heavy snow, you would probably have to wait ten and a half days to see Huizhu. It's been months since I was about to go up the mountain to find him tomorrow, but I didn't expect that he would come to him by himself?

Huizhu looked at Zhou Yi with a bitter face: "Every time I appear, it's like this. I'm so worried. I finally ran to the mountain secretly, but I still couldn't help but be watched."

Puff.

Liu Xu really couldn't help it. You can't imagine how coke it was for a 14 or 15-year-old boy with a bitter face and said how "oncamped" he was. Compared with the old-fashioned words he said when he first appeared, it was simply weak. Liu Xu suddenly felt like a panda. Panda lived a happy life. From birth to death, there was a one-stop service in the country, which means he lived a very unhappy life. He would be watched all his life.

"I have been hiding behind the tent and watching for a long time. Your method of filling the sheep's lungs is really first-class. The butter is good, if it is fried."

Huizhu was really embarrassed to drool in front of many herdsmen, but he licked his tongue quickly, stretched out his thumb at Zhou Yi, and said fluently in English: "verygood.ilive!"

"You can speak English?" Liu Xu widened her eyes.

“Yes, I started learning English, French, German, Spanish, Portuguese at the age of three”

Huizhu's face was full of pain. Fortunately, the herdsmen didn't even dare to raise their heads in front of him, the monk in the next life. No one saw it. Liu Xu was sympathetic, and her mother's love was flooded. Looking at this cute little monk in Yuxue , I really want to take him into my arms and tell him gently that we won’t learn anymore. Isn’t this destroying the flowers of the motherland? It’s not easy for Xiao Zheng to have too many.

Huizhu looked at the sheep's lungs that had been filled with Zhou Yi's hand, swallowed and said, "It's time to explode, right?" The monks from the Western Regions also ate meat, otherwise they would not be able to fight against the bitter cold wind on the plateau, and their skin would crack and bleeding. , He is a typical carnivore.

"Si Lala"

Zhou Yi responded directly with his actions. The poured sheep lungs were put into the pot, using high-quality butter worth thousands of yuan per kilogram. Huizhu's eyes straightened, and she made a sound of "gulping" swallowing saliva in her throat.

When the herdsmen heard this voice, they immediately became more admired. The monk used his own teachings to show us that food was so delicious and important. We must all cherish food and not waste a single penny.

***

Ba Zeng's daughter, who likes to sing and dance, never appears again. It is very rude for an unmarried girl to dance in front of the monks in the next life. His wife's singing and dancing are average, and the monk's attention is now on the golden and charming explosion in front of him. If you get your lungs in your mouth, you probably won’t take a look at Zhao Feiyan.

The fried lungs were cut into strips that were five fingers long and one finger wide. Looking through the cut, the various flour seasonings inside formed circles of patterns, which were countless white or black mandala flowers, but It was Zhou Yi who was 'sucking' and irritating his lungs. He thought about the scene he saw when he was fighting with Cangbacuo that day. He didn't realize that he used the qi to create it. It was originally an unintentional work, but it always lacked selling. The fried lungs became full of color, fragrance and taste. The seduced monk drooled a lot again, and it was enough to get the soup before the meal.

Ba Zeng was so excited that the monk Huizhu could eat in his tent in the next life, which was enough for him to brag when he saw people and be proud for the rest of his life. And he firmly believed that this would bring him endless blessings and that he could drive a pickup card in the future. Open it casually and you will not fall into the ice layer, because with the blessing of the monk, your daughter will definitely find the bravest "eagle" on the grassland, because with the blessing of the monk; the stocks he bought in Xizhu with his wife on his back must be Will be promoted because of the blessing of the monk

He raised the best tsampa and cheese over his head and sent it to Huizhu with great respect. Then he stood beside him with a stern hand, waiting for the monk's order. Huizhu forced the order and returned reluctantly. I went to the table to make a meal, but I still had the idea of ​​eating?

His wife is a carefree woman. After receiving the orders of the monk, she no longer feels pretentious. She ate Zhou Yi's blow-out of the lungs. The woman almost screamed and swears in the name of Changshengtian that this is her since she was born. The best fried lungs I've ever eaten.

The outside is crispy and tender on the inside, and the fragrance accumulates all over the mouth. The reasonable white flour and bean noodles form a wonderful taste. The sesame paste fragrance that the herdsmen rarely use impacts the taste buds, and achieves a perfect blend of the smell of the sheep's lungs itself. It smells so good. After taking a bite, it feels like a kitten is scratching his heart. After taking a few bites, it feels like another cat is added.

Huizhu was sweating all over her head, but she refused to stop her mouth. If he hadn't been a minor, he could not drink high-altitude wine, even the only five god wine left in Zhouyi would have been poisoned by him.

Tears were all over his eyes. In the Gle Awang Palace in Tanggula Mountain, he even had to drink water and eat tsampa and verified it by his attendants. Not to mention that those things were not delicious at all, even

Delicious, who would like to eat other people's saliva? He just eats saliva every day, it's so painful

It was still sat in the tent and ate and drank happily, especially the blow-fried lungs made by Zhou Yi were so wonderful, which made him happy and never wanted to return to Gle Awang Palace. Unfortunately, sheep lungs were not big, not to mention Zhou Yi and Liu Xu

He was not polite to him, and the three of them snatched one from Ba Zeng's house and they ate it all soon.

Huizhu licked her lips with unsatisfactory intentions: "It's not enough to eat, why don't you get another pair of lung irrigation?"

"It's too late today, and eating too much is probably difficult to digest."

Zhou Yi was a little amused and laughed: "And it's snowing again, it's late, and the monk is not going to go back to the mountain?" Ba Zeng also looked at Huizhu. If the monk said he wouldn't reply, he would definitely stay with him.

In the tent, this is even more supreme glory and a deep blessing. It is hard to find it? Several nearby herders are probably outside and listen to the window. Who doesn’t want to receive monks and live in their tents?

"I won't go back. Today, I want to have fun with the herdsmen, so let's live here." The little monk Huizhu looked at Ba Zeng: "Do you still have free tents at home?"

"Yes, yes, the house has two tents for guests, there are two free ones," Ba Zeng smiled and said, "Brother Zhou Yi and Miss Liu live in one, and the master, all of them are tents with thick felts, even if it is considered

It will snow heavily tonight and you won’t feel cold. If you need it, there will be a charcoal brazier.”

"Haha, I don't need a brazier, it's easy to get weak and heat." Zhou Yi looked at Huizhu. In addition to what this young monk said when he first appeared, he usually acted like a bitter child who was receiving cramming education. He would also skip classes.

You will still be unable to stop when you see something delicious, even if you have to burst your stomach.

Since the monk in the next life has been reborn, he must start with an ordinary child. Moreover, his child is more miserable and difficult than ordinary children. He has to learn culture and etiquette every day, and he cannot even meet his biological parents casually.

No wonder he ran away from the mountain. But what if he ran away from the mountain? At most, the servants in the palace on the mountain would pick him up and continue to live that miserable life.

Zhou Yi secretly vowed that if he had a child in the future, whether in kindergarten, elementary school, or junior high school, he must make his child live happily and not be overwhelmed by books and homework. There is only one child’s childhood and only one youth.

, are they easy?

The snow is still falling, and it is getting heavier and heavier. Walking on the thick snow, you can make a very nice sound of "crying" under your feet; Liuxu looks at Ba Zeng, who is introducing Huizhu into the tent, and suddenly frowns:

"Brother Yi, Huizhu has not yet grown up, so she has to accept the admiration and respect of the people and learn a lot of knowledge that adults don't need to learn. Do you think he will be happy?"

"What do you think?"

"I said he is so pitiful. If we have children in the future, we must not be like him."

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