After a busy day, everyone was already hungry, so they all got up and went to the dining hall to eat.
Rong Yuanyou carried Rong Chaoxi on his back and rushed out quickly, arriving at the dining hall first ahead of everyone else.
Rong Yuanyou found the wooden bowl with ease and came to the monk who was distributing vegetarian meals.
Rong Chaoxi also followed with a bowl as big as her head.
The two little guys brought their bowls of rice to the rice bucket and looked at the monk who was serving the rice with eager eyes.
The vegetarian meals in Buddhist temples are originally distributed to all pilgrims after they are seated.
But seeing the pitiful look of the two little guys, it seemed like they were very hungry.
So he broke this rule and served each of them a bowl first.
By the time more people arrived at the dining hall, the two little guys had already eaten half a bowl.
A young monk wearing a dark yellow cassock robe, who looked to be less than twenty years old, walked slowly towards them, surrounded by a crowd of people.
The monk had a handsome appearance, with thick black eyebrows, half-closed phoenix eyes, and thin red lips slightly pursed, giving off a cold and aloof look.
When answering some questions from pilgrims, the corners of his lips were slightly raised and his eyes were slightly curved, giving people a sense of being approachable.
It seems both far and near, and he truly looks like a sage who has transcended the world and sympathizes with everyone.
When the monk walked into the dining hall, he suddenly felt a familiar breath coming towards him.
He lowered his eyes and saw a little kid in a turquoise dress running quickly past him.
The little kid was holding a slightly larger wooden bowl with a few grains of rice and vegetable leaves in it.
Did you just finish your meal and return the wooden bowl?
The monk smiled. He was a polite little guy, much more well-behaved than he had seen in his dream.
But the next moment, he no longer thought so.
The little fellow came to the monk serving rice, held the wooden bowl in both hands and pushed it forward. He looked up at the monk and said in a milky voice, "Shi Hu, food, food."
The monk who was serving the food was stunned. He had already eaten a bowl, and he wanted more?
The monk who served the food gave the little guy another full bowl of rice.
At the little guy's suggestion, he pressed it down.
Rong Chaoxi returned to his own small table contentedly, holding the bowl of rice with a small peak of steam rising from it.
Seeing this, the young monk smiled and shook his head.
It seems exactly the same as what I saw in my dream.
After thanking everyone, the young monk walked towards Rong Chaoxi.
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