Tang Seng is a cook

Wukong put his arms around Zhuang Fan's neck, leaned his head on his master's neck with attachment, and stared blankly at the wilderness plain before dawn.

Zhuang Fan didn't speak any more.

The night wind howled, the mountains and forests rushed, and this land of mountains and rivers was empty and silent.

The two masters and apprentices stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the vast Milky Way, the monkey suddenly said: "Master, although I have traveled this way, I always feel that you are not like a monk who eats fast and recites Buddha from birth, but in your heart, there is always something For the great mercy of the common people in this world..."

Zhuang Fan listened, laughed at himself in his heart, and thought to himself, he has been a modern person for more than 20 years, and he has forgotten how to be a monk. Calling one's little apprentice is too self-defeating.

Don't be overwhelmed and intimidated by the suffering of the past, and stop feeling sorry for yourself.

And he himself, now that he is too busy to save himself, where does he have the compassion to pity others who have nothing to do with him?

Zhuang Fan rubbed the little monkey's hair, and said: "Wu Kong, compassion is never on the lips, but in the heart. Master's heart is too small, he only pretends to be close to the people, and has no time to take care of others."

The little monkey laughed, hearing the unfinished meaning in the master's words, and said with a smile: "Master, you said that you don't look like a monk, and you really don't look like a monk anymore."

Zhuang Fan just laughed and said: "Master is not right? Master has no ability, and I depend on you for my own safety. Where did so much compassion come from? If you see one pity the other, isn't it dragging you down in vain?"

Monkey giggled, put his arms around Master's neck and said, "Master, I'm not sad, let's go back!"

Zhuang Fan asked, "Don't you want to watch the sunrise?"

The little hairy monkey shook his head, yawned, and said, "Go back and take a nap for a while, we have to get up early and hurry!"

Zhuang Fan laughed, patted him and said, "Sleep, Master will take you back!"

The little monkey closed his eyes and murmured: "Master, don't be afraid, my junior brother and I will accompany you to the place you want to go... When we finish learning the scriptures, we will go..."

With a sore nose, Zhuang Fan hugged his apprentice tightly, walked down the mountain, and returned to the wooden house.

On the big bed in the wooden house, the three little ones slept soundly, but they were not honest at all, and kicked the quilt away again. Fortunately, it was very warm in this room. Zhuang Fan stuffed Wukong into the quilt beside him, and then The three sleepers were surrounded by their sides, and then they closed their eyes with peace of mind.

There were no more disturbances that night, and when he got up early the next day, Zhuang Fan really put Wukong in the bath again, and even washed the little monkey’s face with his own hands, resting his chin with one hand and rubbing the bath beans on Wukong’s face with the other. , and then picked up the clean water to rinse it off, and finally took out a mirror, put it in front of the little monkey, and said, "Look, look for yourself, it's clean!"

Wukong took the mirror, took a good look at his nostrils, nodded with satisfaction, and then felt relieved.

Bajie walked over whimpering, stomping on Master's feet with his hoof, Zhuang Fan bent down and hugged the little fat pig in his arms, Bajie flicked his tail slowly, and pulled the clothes on Master's chest with his hoof. I want to find out if the little bag is there, and I plan to get into it and sleep.

Zhuang Fan touched the little fat pig's belly, seeing that it was neither cold nor hot, and he didn't have a fever, he asked, "Pangpang still wants to sleep? Are you hungry?" Ba Jie didn't eat anything yesterday.

The little chubby pig snorted with his eyes closed in the master's arms, lazily refusing to move. It was rare for Zhuang Fan to see Bajie act coquettishly, so he took out the little bag again, put the pink little chubby pig in it, and a few strings Tie a knot at the back, and Bajie sleeps firmly on the master's chest.

Wukong grabbed the belt and glanced at it, and said, "What's wrong with Fatty? Did I say yesterday that I would take him to practice Kung Fu and you were frightened?"

Ba Xiaodai groaned twice, half asleep and half awake, to show that he was not such a lazy person, covered his eyes with his little hoof, and fell asleep again.

Zhuang Fan smiled and said: "It's okay to be thirsty in winter. Little pigs are always lazy in winter, and they must grow some meat!"

The monkey poked the junior brother's chubby buttocks, and said, "If you grow meat, kill it and eat it."

Bajie turned a deaf ear, turned over, even retracted his head, and rest assured to hide and sleep in boldly.

Zhuang Fan went to cook, and Wukong saw that there was nothing to clean up in the cabin, so he went to help. The breakfast was simpler, rice porridge, fried eggs, nuts, fruits, and milk steamed buns, waiting for Wuwang and Wuyou to yawn When I walked out of the bedroom, there was already a table fully set up.

The two hurried to wash up, you snatched it from me, and came back in a mess, Zhuang Fan didn't attack them, so let's just do it, anyway, washing clothes is very convenient.

Bajie was sleeping all the time, Zhuang Fan left him breakfast, and the rest was eaten up by his apprentices like a whirlwind.

Zhuang Fan was relieved when he saw that the monkeys had returned to their previous state of eating buckets. After eating, he didn't need to clean up anything. He released the caramel cakes and made a formula to close the whole wooden house, which was very convenient.

It was only when they were about to leave that Zhuang Fan remembered and asked, "Have you made the quilt yet?"

Wukong and Wuyou looked at each other, Wukong said: "I came out very early, I didn't stack, how about you?"

Wuyou blinked, innocently: "I don't know..."

Zhuang Fan was helpless, sighed, and said, "Let's not stack, let's go! Let's go!"

Going westward for half a day, it was almost noon when Bajie woke up, got out of his pocket, and turned into a little monk again, carrying a rake, and ran behind the team.

Wu You secretly pulled the rein, took two steps slowly, and asked, "Senior brother, is it comfortable to sleep late?"

Bajie rubbed his eyes and said, "I don't want to sleep in either, I haven't woken up yet."

Wu You was very surprised, and said: "You slept with us yesterday, why are you still so sleepy? You want to hibernate?"

Bajie looked ahead, the second senior brother carried the master on his back and ran away for a long time, the senior senior brother was also in front, so he said embarrassedly: "You don't know, I kept having nightmares last night, and I couldn't sleep well. For a while, Master I went out, I couldn't fall asleep without him, and I didn't wake up after waiting for a long time!"

Wu You didn't know at all, and wondered: "Daddy ever went out? I don't know!"

Bajie whispered, "I don't know either, I just woke up from a nightmare and found that Master is gone!"

Wu You asked curiously, "Then how long have you been waiting? Daddy got up at night?"

Bajie shook his head and said embarrassingly: "I don't know, I fell asleep again without waiting!"

Wuyou let out a sharp cry, and said, "Third Senior Brother, if I wake up and see that Dad is not there, I will definitely go look for you, and you can still sleep!"

Ba Jie argued: "Eldest senior brother isn't there either, what can happen if the two of them go out together."

Wuyou guessed curiously: "Could it be that senior brother dare not go to the toilet by himself in the middle of the night, so he asks daddy to accompany him?"

Bajie laughed and said: "Elder brother is not so timid, you thought it was you."

Wu You said angrily, "I don't have one! Humph!"

Just as Bajie wanted to coax him, he heard Wukong call out from afar: "Bajie, Wuyou, hurry up! Don't fall behind!"

The two quickly agreed, one urged the horse, the other took a step forward, and rushed up.

While riding the horse, Wuyou said to Bajie: "Senior Brother, next time you find that Daddy has disappeared in the middle of the night, please wake me up!"

Bajie wondered: "Why, what if Master really wakes up at night and you scare people?"

Wu You said: "I've been with Dad for so long, but I don't know that Dad has the habit of waking up at night! I guess they either went to hunt goblins secretly, or went to eat supper, anyway, I have to follow!"

Bajie said helplessly: "Well then, if I still have nightmares next time, I will call you when I wake up!"

Wu You yelled: "Who cares if you have nightmares or not, I mean Daddy is not here, call me again!"

Bajie was very wronged, and said: "I don't have nightmares, I can't wake up in the middle of the night! If I don't wake up, how do I know if Master is there?"

While arguing, the two ran behind the white dragon horse, and finally shut up wisely.

Wukong glanced back and asked, "What are you two muttering behind, you haven't followed up for a long time, be careful that my second senior brother and I run fast, we leave you two behind, we can't find our way!"

Wuyou turned her head and snorted, "Secret! I won't tell you!"

Wukong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he wondered how he had offended this little ancestor, so he asked, "Bajie, what's wrong with your little brother."

Bajie chuckled and said, "Secret!"

Wukong was amused, and said: "Okay, you two have a little secret, we can't ask about it!"

Zhuang Fan also turned his head, and said with a smile: "We Wuyou have really grown up, and we all have secrets."

Wu You crossed his arms and said angrily, "I won't tell Daddy either! Hmph!"

Wukong said: "Master, let's go, those of us who don't have secrets, don't play with those who have secrets! Don't be disgusted!"

Zhuang Fan laughed loudly.

Laughter and laughter all the way, the feet don't stop, the weather is getting colder, and finally entered the deep winter season, the real dripping water turns into ice, and the snow is getting thicker and thicker. Caramel cake pulled the sledge forward.

In addition, now that Zhuang Fan has discovered the magical effect of the small wooden house given by Hongye, he can enter the door to rest with a simple formula, and Wukong does not need to work hard every day to disassemble the tent and set up a tent, and the children do not need to clean up the pots and stoves, so it is very relaxed .

It's just that Zhuang Fan took care of the children and didn't tell them to be lazy. Before going out every day, he had to clean up the bed, fold the quilt, sweep the floor and clean the windows.

Others are easy to say, after all, because of the cold weather and slippery roads, Caramel Cake can't run fast, and the speed is much slower every day.

Zhuang Fan is not impatient, and for the sake of safety, he has to rest every day before the caramel cake is exhausted. In the morning, he no longer takes advantage of the light to rush on the road, but waits for the sun to warm up before setting off.

One day, it was Wukong's turn to rest and he didn't need to drive. The monkey sat beside the master, holding a slow-prepared frozen pear and ate it drippingly, and asked, "Master, let me see, you are not in a hurry these days. Now, the later you go out, the earlier you go to bed."

Zhuang Fan took the handkerchief and handed it to him, saying: "It's just a few days, after three or nine, the weather will be warmer, and it will be fine if the horse's hoof is hurt, it's not fun."

Wukong sucked up the last sip of pear juice, took the handkerchief, saw that it was a warm wet tissue, couldn't help laughing, and said, "Master is careful after all."

Zhuang Fan laughed and said, "If I hadn't been more careful, you naughty boys would have ruined the house long ago."

Wuyou was fighting with Jiu Lianhuan next to him, upon hearing this, he hurriedly said: "Father, I told you, I didn't break the window in the living room! I just passed by there, and there was a click, and the window cracked! "

Zhuang Fan nodded helplessly, and said: "Yes! Daddy believed it! The crystal on the window was overwhelmed by the heroic appearance of our little third master. As soon as it reflected your shadow, he immediately felt that he had no face to live in the world, so he cut off his meridians and died. it, right?"

Wuyou put down Jiu Lianhuan, opened his eyes wide in surprise, clapped his hands and said, "Wow, Daddy, that's really good of you! That's what I meant!"

All the people on the sledge suddenly burst into laughter.

As he was walking, he suddenly saw the official road in front of him, and Wu Wang shouted in front of him: "Master, there is a smooth road, maybe there is a city ahead!"

Zhuang Fan rubbed his beard and thought for a while, ah, have you arrived in the Bhikkhu country?

It's just that they came earlier, the head of the country who turned into a white deer and the beautiful queen made by a white-faced fox, probably haven't been here yet, right?

With all the calculations, Zhuang Fan set off from Liangjie Mountain and came here only a year and one or two months. I remember that in the original book, Tang Seng has gone to the Bhikkhu Kingdom for thirteen years, and the king of the demon way However, it was the bhikkhu country that led the white-faced fox to Tang Seng three years before his arrival.

Speaking of which, there are seven or eight years left, but it seems that this time, they will be able to live in peace.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Fan was in a very happy mood, and said: "Go further, and we will see the city gate. Let's go down again and inquire, and see if there is a king here. If there is, ask him to sign the customs clearance document. Walk."

Wukong said: "Master, look at the official road repaired, it is very wide and tidy, this place may be a big city, should we repair it here?"

Zhuang Fan thought about it, took stock of their supplies in his head, nodded and said, "Alright, if this place is prosperous, let's find a quiet inn to stay for a few days."

He stroked his hairy head, and said with his outgrown beard, "Master should also get a haircut and trim his beard."

Wukong grinned and said: "Master is going out now, dressed in leather clothes, travel-stained, with beards all over his face, whoever dares to call you a monk and doesn't call you a bandit is considered calmer."

Zhuang Fan stroked his beard cherishingly, and said, "You don't understand, this is Master's protective color!"

He straightened his face, raised his eyebrows, and said solemnly: "Is Master fierce?"

The monkey was startled, and when he realized he was almost paralyzed from laughter, he patted his chest and said, "It's fierce, it's so fierce! It scared me to shiver!"

Zhuang Fan hurriedly went to scare the monkey, he still touched Mao Ti and raised his ear, Wukong went home to eat and put on a jacket, and insisted on the monkey's promise of laughing, and the monkey couldn't stand up laughing, reluctantly With a sound, he fell to the side, clutching his stomach and continued to quack.

Out of curiosity, Wuyou tugged at Zhuang Fan's sleeve, insisting on seeing his "very fierce" father, Zhuang Fan had to do it again, and in the end Wuyou was frightened to the point of damn.

Zhuang Fan was helpless, and said: "Look, I just said no, are you scared?" He was also shocked.

Wu Wang and Ba Jie looked at each other in front of them, then quietly withdrew their heads, and then drove the car: They took a sneak peek, and they were terrified too, Master has such a terrifying face, tsk tsk.

With lingering fears in his heart, Wuyou patted his chest and said, "Father, your eyes were too scary just now!"

Zhuang Fan was very innocent, and said: "Is there any?" He couldn't help raising his eyebrows again!

Wuyou covered her face with a cry, and said, "Father, I was wrong! I broke the crystal with a slingshot! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Zhuang Fan didn't expect such an unexpected joy, rubbed his beard, and wondered, "Where did the slingshot come from?"

Bajie weakly stretched out his hand in front of him, and said with a guilty smile: "Master, what I did... was according to the method you said that night... It is really powerful and very easy to use..."

It was so useful that when the younger brother made a move, he shattered the windows of the house.

Zhuang Fan was very curious. They didn't have rubber tubes either. What kind of slingshot did they use?

So he said: "What about the slingshot, let me take a look."

Wuyou thought his father was going to confiscate the murder weapon, his face wrinkled into a ball, grinding and grinding, finally took out the slingshot, handed it to Zhuang Fan, covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look again.

I thought to myself: I can't keep you!dude!farewell!

Zhuang Fan took it over and took a look, he was amused, there is no rubber tube made by modern technology, they have beef tendon made by local methods!

Zhuang Fan pulled it twice, and it was full of elasticity and very tight. He pulled it apart and aimed it. Well, it was a good slingshot.

He casually returned it to Wuyou, and praised Bajie: "Pangpang did a good job, only this one?"

Bajie said honestly: "The good tendon is gone."

Zhuang Fan groaned, remembering that he hadn't paid attention to this when he killed the buffalo before, and said: "When you encounter good tendons in the future, Master will save them for you!"

Bajie was very happy, agreed, and turned back to continue driving the horse.

Wuyou found it again, very pleasantly surprised, threw himself into Zhuang Fan's arms to act like a baby, asked his father to hold him down, rubbed his face well, and finally said without mercy: "Fat!"

There is a lot of flesh on the face.

Wuyou groaned, unwilling to accept this cruel reality, and said loudly: "No, it's just that I wear too much in winter!"

Zhuang Fan raised his eyebrows, with an expression of disbelief, and Wuyou rolled into his father's arms again to act coquettishly, insisting on him admitting that his youngest son was only wearing a lot of clothes, so he didn't have any meat.

After walking around for a while, Wu Wang said, "Master, I can see the city gate now!"

Zhuang Fan said, "Then let's stop by the side of the road, unload the sledge, and prepare to enter the city."

The master and apprentice took away the sledge and the furs on their bodies. Except for Wukong, who was neatly dressed, the rest were only wearing blue monk robes.

Even Wu You, also wearing a blue straight dress, combing a bun, and wearing a white jade lotus hairpin, is dressed as a clean little Taoist boy.

It just somehow made her face red and fleshy.

A box was also hung on Caramel Cake, and Zhuang Fan threw in a few fluffy clothes, a few Buddhist scriptures, and other miscellaneous things as usual, just to make a show.

The four masters and apprentices entered the city, and Bajie, who was fat, big-eyed, round-faced and kind-faced as usual, asked for directions.

Not long after, Bajie ran back and said: "Master, I found out clearly that this city used to be called the Bhikkhu Kingdom, but it changed its name two months ago, and now it's called a small city, but there is a king in it."

Zhuang Fan frowned when he heard this.

Wukong was more careful and said: "Master, is there something wrong?"

Zhuang Fan muttered a few words to himself, and said: "It stands to reason that we came early, this city shouldn't have changed its name..."

They came early, and those two goblins also came early?

But I don't know the reason, Zhuang Fan finally held back, didn't guess wildly, and said to Wukong: "Master feels that something is wrong, Wukong, look at the sky above this city, is there a gloomy and ominous color?"

Wukong smiled and said: "Master, this mortal city has a large population and mottled luck. Even if a goblin passes by, it is normal. Besides, there is a king sitting in this land. If the goblin aura is not strong, it will be suppressed. It's hard to tell, if you let the apprentice see it now, I can't see anything."

Zhuang Fan nodded and said: "So that's the case, then let's play by ear after we enter the city!"

The apprentices all agreed, and the master and apprentice stepped into the city.

Bajie's eyes sparkled and he said: "Master, let me ask the veteran at the gate. I found out that there is a golden pavilion in this city. You can see it when you enter the three-story city gate. If you go straight east along the street, you can see it. There is a courtyard, halfway to the south, there is a large restaurant, and there are yards for rent.”

Zhuang Fan laughed and said, "Okay, let's go to that restaurant!"

Bajie was very happy when he heard this, and walked ahead leading the way, shaking his head, and waited for the master to lead him to buy delicious food.

Wukong grinned and said: "Bajie, don't be too happy, we are dressed in monk clothes, who dares to sell meat food? Shut up! Master never let you eat hard food."

Bajie smiled and said: "Brother, there are no good hard dishes in the restaurant, but they are not as fragrant as the ones made by Master. I just miss those street foods, and I am very greedy. Last time I was in Zhuzi Kingdom, I didn't eat them."

He said again: "Last time it was because it was windy outside and Master didn't buy it because it was dirty. This time, look, the sun is high and it has just snowed, so it's so clean!"

Bajie turned around and said to Zhuang Fan: "Master, let's go for a stroll tonight?"

Zhuang Fan smiled and agreed, and said again, "Even if it looks clean, I will buy less at a time."

Bajie nodded repeatedly: "I know, I know, every time I buy less, I can eat more!"

A few people couldn't laugh or cry, and they all listened to the little fat man thinking about what to buy for food as he liked.

Wuyou wanted to say a few words, order a dish or something, but today his father just said that he is fat, he hesitated to touch his stomach, and endured it.

Ba Jie led the way, entered the third floor gate, and went to Tongqu Street. Although the weather was cold, the road was bustling with people, and there were businesses along the road selling endlessly, which was very lively.

Along the way, Zhuang Fan saw that the city was chaotic and orderly, not to mention everyone was smiling, the overall atmosphere was quite peaceful, and he noticed that there were no colored cloths in front of the doors of each house. The covered goose cage can't help but feel a little relieved.

Because Zhuang Fan had a beard and was dressed as a monk, when he was walking on the road, although some people looked at him, no one came to provoke him.

But there are three Wuwang Bajie and Wuyou, one is very handsome and dignified with Tang Sanzang's seven-point appearance; the other is a fat little monk with round eyes and round face, very friendly; the last one is a very handsome little Taoist boy , full of fairy spirit, very eye-catching, many old ladies passing by, joking and joking about these children.

It is Wukong, and some people praise him for his heroism!Drink a strong man!

After walking around for a while, even the caramel cake got a few compliments of "good horse", but no one came to praise Zhuang Fan who was walking in front, which made him sigh with emotion and his mood was very complicated.

After the yard was covered and the masters and apprentices settled down, Zhuang Fan took out the mirror, looked at himself, and said very puzzled, "Disciples, is the master getting old?"

The children hurriedly said: "Master is in a good time of youth, how can he be old? No, no, no!"

Zhuang Fan murmured, "When you say that, I feel more and more old..."

Wukong knew why Master asked such a question, he laughed so hard that he laughed, and said, "Master, as long as you shave that beard, I will guarantee you to walk on the street, and a group of people will surround you and praise you!"

Thinking about the scene, Zhuang Fan couldn't help shivering, threw away the mirror, and said, "Then Master is still so good!"

This beard is a protective color, and it can no longer be shaved until the west sky!

Because he was not in a hurry to leave and decided to live in this city for a few days, Zhuang Fan decided to go to see the king of the bhikkhu country tomorrow, so he took the children to wash and change clean clothes, and took advantage of the fine weather, When the sun came, Zhuang Fan washed the sheets and quilts that had been accumulated for many days and dried them all over the yard.

Wu Wang helped to set up the clothes, and asked, "Master, the clothes have been dried inside, so you can just put them away, why are you still hanging them?"

Zhuang Fan was stunned when he heard that, he thought, why not tell his disciples about sterilization and removal of mites? Besides, is there such a thing as bacteria and mites in the spare parts of clothes dried with fairy air?

Wu Wang didn't get an answer, and he started to seek the answer by himself, and said to himself: "Could it be that Master wants to make this clothes stained with yang energy?"

Zhuang Fan just laughed, what the heck, anyway, there is no harm in the sun!

It's just that the dyeing technique of the clothes at this time is not good enough. After several washes, the color of the clothes will not be bright. Zhuang Fan looked at the dim blue-gray color of the yard and thought to himself, it seems that the Chinese New Year is coming soon, so he deliberately avoided it last year. It's the Spring Festival, and I haven't spent time with a few apprentices. This year, I have to buy some new clothes for the children before the year.

In this city, it was almost past noon, and it was almost time for lunch break on weekdays. After finishing their work, the children were all crying out for hunger. They looked at Zhuang Fan with bright eyes, waiting for him to lead everyone to the street.

Zhuang Fan was amused, patted the purse, and said, "It's packed, let's go! Tell Master what you want to buy today!"

Wuyou rushed forward with a whimper, and Zhuang Fan picked him up, and said with an ouch, "Little fat man is so heavy, what do you want to buy?"

Wu You blinked his big eyes and said: "Father, let's go and look at the porcelain first, buy some new bowls, I think I'm fat, it must be because I eat with big bowls, I eat too much if I don't pay attention! "

Zhuang Fan chuckled, nodded his nose and said, "Is it because you smashed the rice bowl?"

Wuyou buried her chubby little face, and said embarrassedly: "I want to help..."

Wukong couldn't stop laughing, and said: "Master used to say that it's not helpful, I don't understand what it means, but now looking at my little brother, I understand."

Bajie also said: "Hmm, this is probably an old saying that you need to pay for some work, right? Isn't it Master?"

Zhuang Fan couldn't help laughing out loud, and everyone was overjoyed too.

Wu You was so angry that he showed his face and said angrily, "They are all bad people!"

As a result, everyone laughed even harder, Zhuang Fan kissed his chubby face, everyone took Wu You from the arms of the master, rubbed him one by one, finally Wu Wang put the little fat man on his shoulders, and said: "Buy! Brother, I will buy whatever you want!"

Wuyou was very pleased with what he heard, and just wanted to say that the second senior brother is the best.

Then Wu Wang said: "If you don't buy it, the original one will be damaged by Wu You, so what can I do!"

Everyone laughed again, Wuyou was so angry that he stuffed his cold chubby hands into the back of the second senior brother's neck, and suddenly yelled at Wu Wangbing.

Even Shenlong has a fragile neck in winter!

Zhuang Fan took his apprentices to the street lively, shopping and shopping all the way, the children were very happy.

Although I have gone shopping before, but it is the first time for everyone except Wu Wang to ask Master to take them out to buy things.

The master and apprentice went shopping first and then bought. It didn't take long before they were full of what they carried in their hands, what they ate, big and small bags, and even their straps.

In this day and age, there are no cameras. Zhuang Fan led his apprentices to find a secluded alley, collected the things, went shopping again, went back and forth several times, and finally bought something he was satisfied with.

Wuyou lay paralyzed on the master's back, his eyes were straightened, and he said weakly: "Father, I think this is more tiring than traveling!"

Wu Wang was in high spirits, and said: "This city is much more prosperous than the old one! Let's go, we haven't been there yet!"

While talking, he ran over with the equally energetic Ba Jie.

Wukong grinned and said to Zhuang Fan, "Master, my back hurts!"

Zhuang Fan was amused, and said, "Go and grab those two, let's find a stall for lunch!"

Wukong hurriedly agreed, "Okay!", jumped over and grabbed the two idiots who were studying the big porcelain vase for one person, and brought them back.

Zhuang Fan said to Ba Jie: "I didn't have a serious lunch this day, let's find a restaurant to eat something, take a rest, and want to play in the afternoon, okay?"

Bajie said happily: "Master, I just heard from someone that there is a small stall selling fried vegetarian tofu at the corner over there. Come and eat, okay?"

Zhuang Fan had no objection, and the others agreed, even Wuyou, who was dying of exhaustion, did not object, so everyone wandered around and followed Bajie again.

Sure enough, after walking a few steps, I saw a small shed on the side of the road. A very neatly dressed lady was guarding a large flat pot, where the fried tofu was sizzling. At meal time, there are only a few adults around the stall, leading three or four little girls waiting.

Bajie said: "Master, this is here, you take your brothers and sisters to the noodle restaurant over there to sit, and I'll buy fried tofu!"

Zhuang Fan said: "Then I'll order you the same plain noodles?"

Bajie nodded and said, "Okay, just listen to Master!"

A few people went to sit in the noodle shop. They said it was a noodle shop, and the place was not big, only two tables were set up. As soon as they came in, the whole room was almost full.

At this time, there were no customers. Seeing Zhuang Fan and the others coming in, the shopkeeper quickly came over to say hello, "Guests eating noodles? You four?"

Zhuang Fan led the children to sit down and said, "Five of you, and one of them is buying tofu on the opposite side!"

After hearing this, the shopkeeper laughed and said, "At first glance, this is something you can eat. My customers often go to his house to order tofu, and then come to my house to eat noodles? Then what kind of noodles do you five serve?"

Zhuang Fan said: "Five big bowls of plain noodles, put more coriander!"

The shopkeeper sang and shouted, waited a while, and then went to the back kitchen to work.

Zhuang Fan looked surprised, seeing the small size of the shop, this is the work of the owner of the shop alone.

Not long after, Bajie bought a whole pot of fried tofu and came back. The shopkeeper happened to also bring plain noodles, so he said slowly, so he went to the side to wipe the table and benches, and tidy up.

Zhuang Fan said, "Shopkeeper, are you the only one in this shop? Are you busy?"

The shopkeeper sighed, and said: "Well, there was a waiter in the shop, he was my wife's nephew, but recently he had an accident at home, so he didn't want to come to work, so I had to be alone. There are no customers recently, very depressed, alone It's too busy."

Zhuang Fan listened, nodded, and did not continue to ask further questions.

At this moment, when the door was pushed open, a young man walked in with a little girl in his arms, and said, "Shopkeeper, have a bowl of plain noodles!"

The shopkeeper said: "Okay, you can wait later!"

went in again.

Zhuang Fan was lowering his head and concentrating on eating, when suddenly a chubby hand came up on his thigh, it was white and clean, the back of the hand was plump, with a few dents, it looked very cute.

Zhuang Fan lowered his head and met a pair of big black eyes. The chubby girl with two small buns put one hand in her mouth and the other on Zhuang Fan's thigh, and she was staring greedily. with him.

so cute!

Zhuang Fan glanced at the child's father. The child's father was huddled on the long bench next to him, poking his neck to look into the kitchen, but he didn't realize that his little girl was abducted by the smell of fried tofu.

Zhuang Fan liked children, so Bajie fried tofu bought a lot, took a clean plate, picked up a few pieces, handed them to the little girl, and told her to eat them.

The little girl shook her head silently, Zhuang Fan thought she was shy, but who knew that the little fat girl, the next moment, her eyes narrowed, her mouth opened wide, and she stretched out her head.

feed me!

It was written on her face, like a greedy little chubby cat.

Zhuang Fan burst out laughing, quickly changed a pair of chopsticks, picked them up and blew them together, and fed them to her.

After feeding several yuan in a row, the little girl stopped eating, patted her belly, and said crisply: "Thank you uncle!"

As soon as the doll made a noise, the child's father was startled. Looking back, his own baby was eating and drinking again. The big man blushed with embarrassment. He was very embarrassed and apologized repeatedly: "My family The child is ignorant, disturbing your meal!"

He said again: "How much you eat, I will make up for you!"

After all, he took out the money.

Zhuang Fan hurriedly stopped him, saying: "How many mouthfuls can a child eat! It's very unnecessary!"

The child's father sighed, and said: "Although I can't eat a few mouthfuls, I will eat it after all. As a father, I can't get used to his bad habit, and I can't develop his bad habit of eating without giving money. Sincerely, don't stop me!"

Zhuang Fan was very embarrassed. Isn't this a disguised form of teaching the children badly? After all, the father is a regular customer on the street. He knew how to sell the tofu, so he gave it according to the price, and Zhuang Fan refused to accept it.

After receiving the money, Zhuang Fan said, "It's hard to meet a sensible parent like you."

The man said: "Oh, what's the matter, it should be done!"

Holding the child again, he said, "Son, tell Uncle I'm sorry!"

The chubby girl blinked her eyes and said, "Father, didn't you say that I am your girl?"

The man came to his senses at this moment, broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly said: "Ah, Dad made a mistake, you are a little girl, be good, and the girl has to say sorry to uncle!"

The little girl smiled and said: "Uncle, I'm sorry!"

Zhuang Fan was puzzled in his heart, but his face remained calm, and he said gently: "It's all right!"

It happened that the shopkeeper came to deliver the noodles, and asked if he wanted a new bowl, so the man went to eat with his daughter in his arms, and the two parted ways.

The children had already eaten enough, and they had been watching Master talking to others. Zhuang Fan drank the soup in his bowl and said, "Are you full?"

They nodded together, and Zhuang Fan said, "Then let's go!"

The shopkeeper came to collect the money, took a few glances at Wuyou, and said, "My guest, don't think it's unlucky for me to talk too much."

Zhuang Fanqi said: "If the shopkeeper has something to say, feel free to say it. I'm a monk. I don't pay much attention to what's auspicious or inauspicious."

The shopkeeper sighed, and said: "I really didn't see it, you are just a monk, so you have to be careful. Let me see, this little master you brought is not very old, but he has an eleven or twelve?"

Zhuang Fan didn't know how old Wuyou was. Looking back at his youngest son, Wuyou rolled his eyes in his heart, saying that the third master should be at least a thousand years old this year, something eleven or twelve years old, but he still answered honestly: "The boy is ten years old."

The little third master will always be ten years old, so he loves so much!

The shopkeeper heard this, sighed, and said: "Although ten years old is older, it is not without danger. Listen to me, you should take the child home, change into a woman's clothes, and then take it out, huh?"

Zhuang Fan frowned and said: "