Millet and wild vegetable soup.

These two things are not delicacies; they are only eaten when there is nothing else to eat. Families with some spare money would not eat these things.

They had eaten this before; it was something they ate to survive when they lived in the small temple before they began practicing Buddhism.

Although he didn't know why his senior brother wanted to eat this, Xiao Mingmu immediately said to the others, "Quickly go and get some more. There are plenty of wild vegetables in this secluded valley, quickly get some!"

Then, Xiao Mingmu led a group of junior brothers and sisters to dig for wild vegetables and find millet.

Fortunately, although the valley is not large, it has a lot of plants, including wild vegetables and wild millet.

Since they were all cultivators, they quickly collected a large amount of food.

Next, it's time to start a fire and cook.

But when it came time to cook, Wu Er rushed ahead of everyone else and said he wanted to cook for himself.

They were mumbling something like, "Children shouldn't go into the kitchen." or "I'll cook it myself, is what you make even edible?"

This scene felt like a return to those days in the small temple many years ago.

Although everyone appeared calm on the outside, their hearts were anything but calm.

Just like today's weather, although the sky, covered with dark clouds, looks very calm, a strong wind is brewing beneath the calm.

I don't know what Wu Er is feeling right now, but the rice is cooked.

Then the group sat down and started eating.

Well, no one could eat in this situation.

Seeing this, Wu Er asked, "Eating? It's time, aren't you hungry?"