My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: The first thousand and fifty

The little monkey murmured angrily, "I was so troubled by those eggs today, I didn't even have to eat dinner! Humph."

　　 "It would be great if I could have a bowl of hot mushroom soup now, alas." The little monk was not very demanding. Thinking of his mushroom soup, he felt aggrieved.

What's the use of 　　 there is an inner boundary in the empty space? The talisman on his body was taken away by the mother before the punishment, and the inner boundary was also sealed. Now there is only one futon for kneeling and worship, which is particularly desolate.

　　 Today, he is really innocent!

　　 [The little monk was punished to kneel after watching the excitement, so he has to do it from beginning to end! 】

　　 While talking, a big pot of soup suddenly appeared in front of the third small.

　　 It was still tumbling hot, the soup pot was full of vegetarian dishes, and there were mushrooms that the little monk had been thinking about for a long time.

　　 In the blink of an eye, there is another plate of roast chicken, a plate of braised pork, and three bowls of shining holy rice.

　　 "Lord Silver, you are our savior." Lord Guangguang's tears came down again.

　　 held up the holy rice with a touch of emotion, and started eating with chopsticks aside.

　　 Kongkong raised his hand and touched the baby's swaddle, "Brother, you are so capable."

　　 The little monkey filled a bowl of soup, and stopped after taking a sip. He looked back at Baby Mo with a thoughtful look, "Hey, don’t you think that he is only this big, so he can open the inner world, yes, Is it a weird thing?"

　　 "What's weird. My little dumpling was born as a master of the eighth level of the gods, and soon he was promoted to the tenth level of the gods."

　　 There is a strange hair in the inner world. Now someone comes to tell them that Baby Mo comes with his own God Realm when he is born, and they will not feel any strange.

　　 The little monkey pulled two bites of rice, nodded and said, "That's true, the little dumpling is really the most talented person I have seen for 300 years."

　　 "What three hundred years, I haven't seen a second person in nearly ten thousand years, can be comparable to my little master silver, huh."

　　 Kongkong glanced at the two of them, silently ate two slices of mushrooms, "One of you has been in the Sun and Moon Secret Realm for hundreds of years. The other has been crushed in the abyss for thousands of years. The U.S. has never seen a few people. "

　　 "Shut up!" The two small ones shouted at the little monk in unison.

　　The little monk glanced at them with the small bowl in his hand, and closed his mouth sadly with his cheeks bulging.

　　 people are like this, you can’t hear the truth.

　　 Baby Mo, who was lying on Master Guangguang’s lap, suddenly stood up and flew to Kongkong lightly.

　　The little monk quickly put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand and reached out to catch him.

　　 I only saw the little baby's dark eyes, looking at him exactly, and he loved it all at once.

　　 "Brother, we are not quarreling, we are just quarreling." The little monk explained strangely, and then felt a little funny again.

　　Brother is so young, he doesn’t understand.

　　 The three small appetites were very appetizing, and they had half a pot of soup.

　　 Half of the roasted chicken also entered the belly of the little monkey and Lord Guangguang, and a plate of braised pork did not move a few pieces.

　　 After eating, the three of them worked together to move the leftovers to the outside of the small Buddha hall, then sneaked back back sneakily, pretending to kneel half of the incense in front of the Buddhist niche.

　　The little monk hugged Baby Mo, knelt there, carrying the scriptures, his little head suddenly sank, almost hitting Baby Mo's big head.

　　 He was shocked, and quickly stabilized his figure, looked down, and saw the little baby with a toothless mouth, as if laughing at him.

　　 The little monk warmed his heart and smiled at him.