Gu Mingtai put a piece of meat into her and Zhang Meng's bowls respectively, "Grandma, he is young and strong. It will be good for his health if he runs more."
Monk Jingchen took a look at the porridge left in his bowl, coughed lightly at his disciple Gu Mingtai, handed the bowl to him, turned his head away and said nothing.
Gu Mingtai glanced at his bowl and said, "Master, there is still porridge in your bowl. You don't need to serve it."
Monk Jingchen snorted in anger, turned his head and said angrily, "Unfilial disciple, don't you see that there is no meat in your bowl?"
Gu Mingtai smiled and looked at the porridge in his bowl. There were only two pieces of meat left, which he shared with the woman beside him, so there was nothing left.
Zhang Meng smiled when he saw this, and immediately took a piece of meat from his bowl and put it into Monk Jingchen's bowl, "Master Jingchen, if you don't mind, you can have my piece. I haven't eaten it before."
Monk Jingchen immediately put it into his mouth and said incoherently, "Don't mind, don't mind, girls are better. Here, this is one of your Master Jingchen's treasures. I'm giving it to you, not to this brat."
I don’t know where the old man took out a stone from but he put it in Zhang Meng’s hand.
When Zhang Meng held the stone, she could faintly smell the odor of stinky shoes.
"Master, you didn't pick up this stone by the river, did you? You deliberately lied to my wife and said it was one of your treasures." Gu Mingtai joked with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Monk Jingchen was so angry that he threw his chopsticks at him, cursing, "What do you know? This is truly a treasure that my master has kept. This stone is older than our temple. My master passed it to me, and my master passed it to his master, and then one generation of abbots passed it down to the next. I heard from my master that it has been passed down for who knows how many generations. Don't you think this is a treasure!"
Zhang Meng held the stone in a daze, not knowing if she was being too suspicious. She always felt that this stone gave her the same feeling as the two stone boxes.
Her whole body was hot, and there was a buzzing sound coming from far away in her ears, as if calling her.
Gu Mingtai was discussing the stone with Monk Jingchen when he noticed something was wrong with his wife. He immediately stopped discussing with Monk Jingchen and nervously grabbed Zhang Meng's arm. "Xiao Meng, what's wrong with you? You look so pale. Are you feeling unwell? I'll take you to the county hospital."
After saying that, he set out to drive.
Zhang Meng came to her senses and immediately grabbed his arm with her hand, "No need, I'm fine."
Gu Mingtai, who had already stood up, looked at her face with a half-believing, half-doubting expression. It was very pale, as if her face was completely bloodless. He frowned, "Are you really okay? Don't lie to me?"
Zhang Meng nodded. "It's really okay. I just feel like this stone is weird."
As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately looked at Monk Jingchen, who was also looking at her with a worried look on his face. "Master Jingchen, do you know the origin of this stone?"
Monk Jingchen was stunned. He glanced at the dark stone in her hand and shook his head. "I don't know. My master has kept this stone since I entered the temple. He passed it to me after he passed away. I asked him about it at the time, but he didn't seem to know its origins either."
When Zhang Meng heard this, he sighed in disappointment. It seemed that it would be impossible to figure out the stone in a short time.
At this time, Gu Mingtai finally realized something and immediately looked at the stone in her hand. He narrowed his eyes and looked a little sharp. "Xiao Meng, is there something wrong with this stone? Give it to me and I'll throw it away."
Anything that can make his wife's face so pale must not be a good thing.
Seeing his hand reaching out, Zhang Meng immediately hid the stone behind her. "No, don't throw it away, Gu Minggao. I have news for you. I feel this stone has a lot to do with the two stone boxes we found."
Monk Jingchen hissed immediately, stroking his white beard with a serious expression. "Meng girl, are you saying that this stone is related to the Seven-Colored Stone Box?"
Zhang Meng shook her head. "I'm not sure about that either. But when I held this stone, it gave me the same feeling as the colorful stone box."
Just as everyone was listening to the news in silence, Wang Qingliu, who had gone to the kitchen to get dishes, came back. "Hey, why aren't you eating anymore? Are you all full?"
If that's the case, that's great. There are so many delicious dishes left on the table, enough for him to eat his fill.
Monk Jingchen immediately came to his senses and put a large piece of green vegetables into the bowl. "Who said you are full? I can still eat a few more bowls, old man."
Seeing that more than half of the food in a bowl was gone, Wang Qingliu looked distressed and quickly sat down to eat.
At this time, Zhang Meng was thinking about the stone in his hand and had no appetite. He put down the half-eaten bowl and chopsticks. After looking at the stone in his hand for a while, he couldn't see anything, so he had to put it in his pocket.
"By the way, you came here so early in the morning. Did something happen at the Qian family?" After packing up the stones, Zhang Meng immediately looked at Wang Qingliu who was fighting for food with Monk Jingchen.
Wang Qingliu immediately hummed a few times, grabbing the food and swallowing it hard.
Seeing his face red from choking, Zhang Meng looked at herself with a face that didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Could you please eat in a more polite manner? Don't scare my brothers."
At this time, Xiao Tao and Xiao Hu were staring at his stuffed face with curiosity.
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