Lone Wolf immediately understood. Fangzheng was embarrassed to say that he didn't know how to cook meat dishes in front of Keke, so he took the opportunity to run out to research. And his mission was to cover up Fangzheng's misery. Therefore, Lone Wolf began running up and down the corridor as though someone was chasing him. From time to time, he would bark and jump. Upon seeing this, Fangzheng couldn't help but mumble. "If this dog doesn't act, China will lose out on many Oscars …"
Fangzheng's memory was very good, but his talent in cooking had always been lacking. Especially when it came to meat dishes, he had a sense of resistance deep in his heart. Just the thought of a monk cooking meat dishes made him feel uncomfortable. With this resistance, his learning speed became even slower.
Finally, Lone Wolf crawled over in exhaustion with his tongue hanging out. "Master, are you done? I'm starving to death … "
Fangzheng rolled his eyes at him. "Alright, let's go. Let's go back and cook."
Upon hearing that it was over, Lone Wolf immediately stood up in high spirits. He wagged his tail and followed Fangzheng back with a jolt. So, everything just now was just an act …
When he opened the door and entered, Fangzheng was instantly stunned. He felt the fragrance of meat inundating his olfactory senses. There were incessant sounds of stir-frying in the kitchen, and the sizzling sounds seemed to carry a smell. It made Fangzheng feel hungry.
"Who's cooking?" Fangzheng subconsciously asked. It was impossible for Keke's mother to sit. If she couldn't see clearly, how was she to cook? Could it be Keke? Fangzheng immediately rejected the thought. Keke was too young. She wasn't even as tall as the stove, so how was she to cook? Could it be that someone had entered while he wasn't paying attention?
With this in mind, Fangzheng and Lone Wolf hurriedly ran into the kitchen. The moment they entered, they were stunned!
They saw Keke standing on a stool. She was holding a spatula with both hands as she stir-fried in a pot. The pot was filled with chili and meat, and the fragrance of the meat stirred Fangzheng's appetite. Lone Wolf even drooled as he rolled his eyes at Fangzheng as though he was saying: "You scum!"
Fangzheng raised his hand and slapped him.
Upon hearing the commotion behind her, Fang Ke turned her head and saw Fangzheng and Lone Wolf standing by the door. She wiped the sweat off her face and smiled. "Daddy, wait a little longer. The food will be ready soon."
This smile made Fangzheng feel as though the world had lit up. He did not know what had forced a child who wasn't even as tall as the stove to learn how to cook, but he knew that the child in front of him was a respectable and adorable young Bodhisattva.
Fangzheng came to Fang Ke's side and gently carried her down. Under Keke's puzzled gaze, he gently said, "It's too dangerous to stand so high. Can you teach Daddy how to cook from the side? "
Fangzheng flipped the vegetables with one hand as he gently rubbed Keke's head with the other. Keke looked up at Fangzheng and subconsciously narrowed her eyes. She felt that the hand was extremely warm, and her heart felt warm … She thought, "Is this how Daddy feels?" How nice.
Fangzheng felt a little sour. Although the pot was cooking meat, he did not feel guilty at all. On the contrary, he had a deeper understanding of the precepts. The precepts weren't fixed. They were precepts of the heart and not of the body. The precepts that went through the motions were only shackles. Only the precepts that came from the heart were freedom.
Keke was too short, so she couldn't see the situation in the pot when she gave instructions. When Fangzheng saw this, he could only carry her up and cook with one hand. If it were anyone else, it would have been a little troublesome, but for a monk like Fangzheng with monstrous strength, it was naturally a piece of cake. After Fangzheng finished cooking, Lone Wolf was in charge of carrying it away and placing it on the living room table.
The pressure cooker was switched on, and the chicken was stewed into a pot of clear soup. Then, two plates of vegetables were stir-fried.
When all the dishes were placed on the table, Keke sat on a stool and widened her tiny mouth. She cried out in joy. "Wow! So much meat! What a fat chicken! It smells so good … I haven't eaten it in a long time … It smells so good. Mommy, come out quickly. There's something delicious to eat today! "
As she spoke, Keke jumped off the stool and ran into the house. Fangzheng smiled when he saw this. At the same time, he slapped Lone Wolf, who had come forward to take a whiff, to the side.
Fangzheng followed Keke into the house. Keke was happily standing by the bed, gesturing how big the chicken was and how fragrant it smelled. Zhang Huixin leaned against the bed and smiled. Although she couldn't see, she could sense Keke's happiness. It was said that mothers and daughters were connected by heart. Perhaps Keke's every action was clearly reflected in her heart.
Upon seeing the mother-and-daughter duo's smile, Fangzheng's heart warmed up. He smiled. "Amitabha. Patrons, it's time for the meal."
Upon hearing that, Zhang Huixin was taken aback before she said bitterly, "Abbot Fangzheng, eat first."
Fangzheng shook his head. "Patron, this is the first full meal. You can't be missing."
"But Mommy's leg." Keke was a little worried.
Fangzheng smiled. "Your Mommy's leg isn't a problem, Jingfa."
Lone Wolf was taken aback. Why was he called?
Fangzheng felt somewhat helpless when he saw the idiot's uncooperative gaze. All he could do was take the chair he had borrowed from Granny Zhang and say, "Patron, there's a chair here. Sit on it. This Penniless Monk will carry you over."
Zhang Huixin said in surprise, "Chair? You will carry me? "
"Yes," Fangzheng said.
"This … This way, will I be able to leave?" Zhang Huixin asked in excitement.
Fangzheng said, "Yes."
When Zhang Huixin heard that, tears immediately streamed down her cheeks. People who hadn't lost their mobility would never understand the despair and misery of being trapped in a room, unable to move. Although it was only moving from the bedroom to the living room, the joy was no less than a child from the mountains leaving the country!
Ever since she was paralyzed, Zhang Huixin knew that it would be difficult for her to leave the bed. After all, Keke was just too young. It was already not easy for Keke to take care of her daily needs, so it was impossible for her to take her out.
As for Zhang Huixin, due to her lack of nutrition, her recovery had been very poor. She didn't have much strength, and it was very difficult for her to crawl out. Besides, crawling out would only add to Keke's burden and create trouble. She was already in complete despair, but now that she suddenly heard that she could leave, her joy turned into tears.
Keke obediently climbed onto the bed and wiped Zhang Huixin's tears like an adult. "Mommy, don't cry."
With Fangzheng's help, Zhang Huixin easily sat on the chair. Fangzheng used a little strength to lift the chair up and brought it to the living room.
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