Arriving at the backyard on the first floor, the Snow Monk set up his tripod, turned around, and brought in two benches and a table. He called out, "Boss!"
Boss Jin smiled and ran over, hunched over: "Sir."
"Clean the chairs and table."
"Okay." Boss Jin had been discussing with the head monk how to take down this unknown monk. Seeing that the monk seemed to be quite skilled, he didn't dare to act rashly. He just said, "Sir, would you like some wine to warm you up?"
"Okay. Bring me a jar, boss, come drink with me!"
Boss Jin was stunned. He never expected the monk to say such words.
But he still smiled and said, "No problem, no problem." Then he called out, "Come here, wipe the guests' tables and chairs, and bring a pot of my treasured daughter's red wine."
When Xiao Si heard this, he felt that it was different from the usual instructions. The boss's collection meant that he wanted to bring the wine for his own drinking. He then understood that the boss meant to bring a Yin-Yang wine pot.
So I responded with an "eh" and went to get a rag and quickly wiped it roughly.
"Wipe it clean," said the Snow Monk, "my sister is here, and she's not like us rough old men."
"Yes, sir." After wiping the tables and chairs, Xiao Si ran to the boss's storage room...
"What should we do?" Xiao Si asked Boss Jin.
"Brother told us to act according to circumstances. You take the Yin-Yang pot over."
"Yes, boss!"
In the backyard, Fu Tong'er sat on a bench, wrapped in the fox fur cloak given by Master Jiu. The wind and snow had died down, and under the night, she remained silent, appearing charming and well-behaved.
The Snow Monk turned to look at her... then with a slight smile on his face, he lit a fire and said gently, "Are you still cold?"
Fu Tong'er looked at the flickering flames, thought of Jiu Ye, and said, "It's not cold, it's okay."
The Snow Monk took out a dagger and placed it on the fire to roast for a while. He began to skin the wolf, but suddenly thought of something and turned around and asked, "Can you see blood?"
"It's okay, I'm not afraid." Fu Tong'er was so hungry that her stomach hurt a little, and she couldn't help but press her upper abdomen with her hand.
Seeing this, the Snow Monk laughed and said, "It seems that the girl is really hungry. Wait for me." Then he took the two wolves away and peeled them.
After a while, they came over carrying two bloody wolves, with blood dripping all the way.
At this time, Xiao Si came over with bowls and chopsticks, a jar of wine, and a Yin-Yang pot in his arms. They were all placed on the table.
Boss Jin came over and sat with him and said, "This monk doesn't look like a monk nowadays, but you, sir, are a real monk."
Fu Tong'er said: "He is my brother."
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The Snow Monk had skewered two wolves and roasted them on a rack. When he heard this, he smiled indifferently.
"Now I have returned to secular life." Fu Tong'er continued, "I happened to come looking for you, so we will go back together."
Boss Jin chuckled, then turned his gaze to Fu Tong'er's proud and cold face and said, "So that's how it is. Miss, would you like some wine? This is my private collection of daughter's red wine. It's cold today, and it just snowed heavily, so drink some to warm yourself up."
The Snow Monk said, "The rules at home are very strict. My sister cannot drink alcohol."
Fu Tong'er nodded.
The wolf meat sizzled as it cooked. The Snow Monk took out his own salt and sprinkled the powder on it. He also rubbed ginger, garlic, and oil on it. Soon, the aroma of wolf meat filled the courtyard.
Fu Tong'er became even hungrier.
The Snow Monk cut off the roasted wolf meat and piled the pieces into Fu Tong'er's bowl.
Boss Jin said, "The girl's brother is very caring towards her. If he wasn't her brother, I would have thought he was her husband."
Fu Tong'er picked up the chopsticks and said, "Boss, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense." Then she picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece, blew on it, and tasted it.
The Snow Monk asked: "How does it taste?"
Fu Tong'er smiled slightly: "It's delicious."
The Snow Monk was mesmerized by her smile. He went to get the uncut wolf and handed her the whole rack, saying, "This one is yours. I'll roast it again."
"this……"
"Here, you're so skinny, like a stick. Eat more. Are you afraid of getting fat? It's just eating a wolf. You won't get fat. It's okay if you get fat."
"Are you not siblings?" Boss Jin asked. He felt that this "brother" had more than just sibling feelings for this so-called sister.
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