Chapter 3937 Dilapidated Temple
Leng Hua, who was listening to this, smiled gently and said, "There are no branches, however, there is quite a lot of firewood in my space."
Du Fan was stunned and asked, "Firewood? When did you pile up firewood in your space?"
"We haven't lived in our mansion for long, but everything is complete inside, when I packed up the things in the mansion, I brought along anything that might be useful."
Leng Hua said in a warm voice, after all, he came from a poor background, many times a lot of things would not go to waste, especially since he had several interspatial rings that could hold quite a lot of things, therefore, most of the things he would put away and bring with him when they were about to leave, just in case they would be of use in the future.
"Hahaha, Leng Hua, we are just relieved when you do something." Luo Yu patted his shoulder and said, "Then light another one here on the fire, so it can at least be warmer."
With that, Leng Hua reached out and with a flick of his hand, he took out the firewood from the space and piled it aside.
"Let me boil some rice porridge for the Little Masters to eat!" Qin Xin smiled and said, then prepared the things for the congee.
As they spoke, they saw the sound of footsteps coming from outside, and before long, they saw the monk and the woman walk in. When they looked, they saw that the monk was not covered in half a drop of water, while the woman's clothes and the tips of her hair were wet.
"Master, come over here and roast the fire!" Feng Jiu smiled and said, inviting him over to sit by the fire.
"Many thanks benefactor." The monk said, before walking forward.
The woman hesitated and was about to follow, but let Leng Shuang stop her.
"You go over there." Leng Shuang said, indicating a corner to the side.
Taking in the other party's indifference and aura, the woman didn't dare to say anything more, she just answered and headed to the corner.
"Master, have some dry food." Leng Hua took out the dry food to come, and while doing so, he also took out the roasted meat from the space and roasted it on the fire to heat it up.
"Many thanks, benefactor." Monk Yijie said, taking the dry food he tore off a small piece and ate it.
When Gray Wolf saw him eating by himself and ignoring the woman in the corner over there, he grinned and deliberately asked, "Monk, you are at least a monk, why do you eat by yourself when you have dry food and don't share some for the woman you saved?"
Feng Jiu gave him a disapproving look, feeling that Gray Wolf had gone a little too far.
Seeing Feng Jiu's gaze, Gray Wolf touched his nose and smiled sardonically, saying, "Madam, I am just curious." He actually had no malicious intent, he just wanted to know why this monk could eat by himself after receiving something without asking the woman if she would eat it or not?
After Monk Yijie swallowed a piece of dry food, he then said, "If a poor monk can't ferry himself, how can he ferry others."
Listening to this literary words, Gray Wolf was a bit puzzled, looking at Du Fan on the side, asking in a low voice: "What does he mean by this? What can't ferry oneself? And what is transmitting others? What does it mean?"
Du Fan smiled, the fan in his hand opened with a brush and said, "What he means is that his rations are also given by others, so he can't even ferry himself, so naturally he has no way to help others."
Leng Hua smiled, took some dry rations and came to the corner to hand them to the woman, "Girl, have some!"
"Thank you, sir." She hurriedly stood up and thanked him, while receiving the dry food, and only after Leng Hua turned and walked away did she take the dry food and sat down, taking small bites while looking at these strange people.
The aroma of meat filled the temple, the wind and rain outside were chilling, while this inside, although dilapidated, blocked the wind and rain, making the temperature warm.