Chapter 722

"Little master, I was about to ask you to get up for lunch." The woman walked in with a smile. Seeing that Xiao Heshang was looking at the boy in the vegetable field, she said to him, "that's my boy."

As soon as the voice dropped, he raised his voice and cried, "Xiangzi, come here quickly."

The boy turned around when he heard the sound. He looked at the little monk who was about the same age as him with that bald head and grinned.

"Mother."

The young man picked up the roasted meat and walked back quickly. He still looked at the little monk's bald head with a pair of dark and shining eyes and said, "I'm 15, how old are you?"

"I'm 15, too." Donning opened his mouth, and his eyes moved and fell on the barbecue he was holding. The meat smells good!

"Look, I've been hunting in the mountains all morning." The young man raised the barbecue with branches in his hand and said, "it's a pity that you are a monk, or you will have a taste of my craft."

Tang Ning's eyebrows and eyes bent and said with a smile, "I'm eating..." Meat.

"Don't be a bad boy. The little master is a monk. He doesn't eat meat but only vegetarian." The woman slapped her son on the head and scolded.

Tang Ning smile slightly stiff, looking at the woman: "Auntie, it doesn't matter, in fact I..."

"I know, I know. It's the boy who doesn't know. Let's go. We're going to eat in front of us. The meal is ready." The woman said with a smile and called to her son, "Xiangzi, hurry up. There is still soup in the kitchen. Go and bring it out."

Then he snatched the barbecue in his hand and said, "I'll take this to the front for you."

"Good." The boy grinned and ran to the kitchen.

"Little master, let's go to dinner." Said the woman, leading him to the front.

The man in front had already arranged the dishes and chopsticks, and there were several dishes on the table. When he saw them coming, he said, "little master, come and sit down."

"Here comes the soup." The boy came out with the soup and sat down on the table.

"Xiangzi, lad me a bowl of vegetable soup." Cried the woman, telling him not to be busy eating.

"Good." The young man was obedient and took the bowl to scoop the soup.

"I'll do it myself." Donning said, but the woman sat down.

"Sit and sit, it doesn't matter." The woman also sat down beside her and said with a smile: "little master, you see, these are all specially cooked by me. I know that you are a monk and don't eat meat, so even cooking is done with rapeseed oil and lard. Don't worry about it!"

The boy looked at the dishes on the table and grinned: "stir fried vegetables, potatoes, Luffa, eggplant, plus a vegetable soup, it's really not greasy. Fortunately, I roasted the meat, or I would have to follow the vegetarian diet."

Tang Ning listened to the boy reading there, as if to see a large plain word floating in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly twitched.

Looking at the vegetarian dishes specially cooked for her, she laughed and said helplessly and seriously: "Auntie, in fact, it doesn't matter. Don't bother so much. How do you usually eat, or how you eat, and I don't give up meat, really."

The woman listened to a look of emotion, to the man around her: "you see how good this child is, in order not to let us trouble, actually said not to quit meat, how can this child be so painful!"

One side of the good child downing: "and