This basket is quite large.

"You made a copy for me?"

In fact, yesterday, all the monk asked the woman for a sesame cake for the little girl.

He had no reason to ask the woman to make him one more.

...

"Um."

The woman nodded.

Anyway, I have to do it, so I naturally did it all.

A serving for the little girl.

One master.

...

but……

The woman felt a little embarrassed.

At that time, I was thinking about doing it for two people...

"It seems like I've done too much..."

She also thought about taking out a little sesame cake before putting it in the basket?

Later I thought it would be okay to have a larger number.

“Sesame cakes are not easy to break.”

The woman's eyebrows and eyes were curved, "It can be put for a longer time."

"You can eat slowly."

"You can also share it with others."

"It will be all right."

...

"Thanks."

The monk was not polite to the woman.

...

"You are polite, Master."

The woman shook her head immediately.

"Master of Hope..."

"And that little girl likes the sesame cake I made this time."

...

"like."

The monks directly tell the truth.

“The sesame cakes made by the donor are very delicious.”

...

The woman smiled and flowers bloomed.

"Oh, Master is so kind."

"Thank you, Master."

...

After chatting with the monk for a few more words, the woman stopped disturbing the monk.

She knew that the monk was going to deliver the sesame cake to the little girl.

Now if you move quickly, the little girl can still eat hot sesame cakes.

The taste is a little different from the cold sesame cake.

Each has its own flavor.

...

"Amitabha."

The monk thanked the woman again.

“More donor’s sesame cake.”

...

The woman waved her hands with a smile.

"You're welcome."

"You also help me thank the little girl for enjoying the sesame cakes I made."

I actually think the sesame cake she made is the best sesame cake in this city.

She was surprised.

Very happy too.

...

"good."

...

The monk turned around and walked out of the temple.

......

Suddenly some light rain fell in the sky.

...

"Uncle Master!"

The clever little shaman chased out of the temple and said, "Give you an umbrella."

.....

The monk was slightly stunned.

He reached out and touched Xiaoshami's bare head.

"Thanks."

The monk took out a hot sesame cake from the basket and handed it to the little novice monk, "For you."

"Thank you for giving me an umbrella."

...

"Uncle Master, please be polite."

The little novice monk was quite a big villain and clasped his hands and lowered his eyes and said in a straight look.

...

The aroma of sesame cake kept rushing into the nose of the little novice monk.

The little shaman swallowed unconsciously.

...

"Hold it."

The monk smiled.

...

The little novice monk looked up at the monk.

Then he reached out and took the sesame cake from the monk's hand.

Hiss ~

Some are a bit hot.

The little novice monk changed his hand to hold sesame cakes.

...

The monk smiled.

"I am leaving."
To be continued...