A very large table was pieced together in the square not far from the bonfire. The table had been repeatedly scrubbed several times. When I looked at the clean and fresh table there, the shopkeeper blushed again. No wonder his business was always going to die. The sanitary conditions were not up to standard, so I came to you to get a restaurant.

Wu Yonglin poured bags of flour onto the table, found some mutton oil, combined with the water, and kneaded the flour into dough. I heard that he was going to make a delicious pasta for everyone today - dumplings.

Ah San, Erbao had already gone to prepare the filling. Looking at the vegetables that were fragrant and green in the meat filling, a lot of unscrupulous women took a handful of them from the filling basin and put them in their pockets. Wu Yonglin saw all this and ignored them. Instead, he said loudly: "If you want to know how to make these things, then learn from me and we will make dumplings."

The women who had just been shy and had already put the fillings into their mouths or the hands of the children next to them. They could no longer tell the difference between raw and cooked ones. It seemed that they like to eat anything made by Wu Yonglin.

The bonfire in the distance was warm, and everyone's faces were filled with smiles. The younger ones were as young as Hongxiu, Chunhong, Zhang Hu, Luo Pingyang and others had already been pulled into the dance circle by those enthusiastic women. They were now holding hands and forming large circles. Soon they were brought in by this simplest dance. A San looked at the bright red flower girl who was illuminated by the bonfire. The work on her hands had already stopped for a long time. After Erbao pushed him, he came to his senses.

At this time, Hua Gu was dressed in a grand dress, as beautiful as a flower. She looked at A San shyly. This was her happiest time. I heard that as long as she held A San's hand and danced the bonfire dance, they would be with her until old age in life. She walked over and pulled the stupid A San into the lively dance circle. The man who took care of her along the way would be the most important person in the future. From the time she put on this outfit, she had handed over everything she had to him. She believed that this man would protect their love until the end of time.

The old men and women who didn't want to join in the fun were sitting around Wu Yonglin, watching the small dough cakes pressed out by rolling pins, and then filled with the fresh and fragrant fillings, and wrapped like a delicate ingot, some women couldn't control them anymore.

Wu Yonglin knocked on the table with a rolling pin, indicating that they should not commit this shameful behavior again. Wu Yonglin was even more afraid that they would suffer from diarrhea if they had a bad meal. There was no shortage of food and clothing here. After just experiencing the war, medicine was the most scarce. If they were not careful about hygiene, dysentery would be prone to death.

Until the dumplings were put into the pot, Yue Ling'er's figure had not appeared yet. Wu Yonglin was waiting to enter the dance circle with her and follow the local customs. This simple ceremony was even more acceptable to him.

The stupidest woman next to her has learned to make dumplings. It seems that Wu Yonglin is not doing anything on the table now. He is a little in the way there. A man stayed in the pile of women for a long time and would always be disliked. Although the dumplings made by Wu Yonglin were beautiful, he looked at the pot of dumplings that had just floated up and didn't even have much water left after snatching them for a while. He could never fill these edible people. Wu Yonglin was kicked out of the table where he made dumplings.

Wu Yonglin walked around awkwardly and ran around. The original dumpling chef and groom were left alone. Looking at Jiumo Xuankong put a dumpling into his mouth with a striking degree, Wu Yonglin saw that his eyes were more of a pleasure. When he muttered, "Wine and meat passed through the intestines, the Buddha's heart stayed in his heart." After that, Wu Yonglin couldn't help but smile. Even Jiumo Xuankong, who had always been calm, could not resist the temptation of this delicious food. In time, he was probably a guy who only cultivated his mind but not himself. Wu Yonglin had never seen anyone escape before the delicious food he had made.

Wu Yonglin walked away as if nothing had happened. Jiumo Xuankong obviously stared at the remaining dumplings in the bowl. Perhaps he saw someone looking at him with his light, so he restrained it. Until later he turned around and copied the bowl of dumplings under his wide cuffs. Wu Yonglin didn't want to expose the subsequent things. Monks should respect them if they could not eat them, but if it was vegetarian filling, and mixed with some delicious mushrooms, it would be a delicacy.

This was specially prepared by Wu Yonglin for Erbao. This bonfire conference can be said to be a complete torture for Jiumo Xuankong. You can stabilize your heart, but it cannot hide your sense of smell and vision. When Jiumo Xuankong told Wu Yonglin that this was a kind of practice, listen to his constant croaking stomach. The monk was already distracted. He asked Erbao to serve the vegetarian dumplings specially prepared for him.

Even if Wu Yonglin said in front of him that this was made of vegetarian stuffing, Jiumo Xuankong would never dare to eat these evil deeds that hindered his practice in person because of his face. Looking at the fillings made of delicious beef and mutton in the distance, he thought Wu Yonglin was making a joke for him.

The bowl of dumplings in front of him was a test and torture for him. People could blind their hearts, but they could not blind their hungry stomachs. Looking at the people who were chewing and eating and drinking in the distance, bursts of fragrance rushed from their nostrils to their stomachs, he risked the punishment of falling into the infinite hell and sent a dumpling into his mouth. Until he ate the vegetarian dumplings, Jiumo Xuankong could no longer find any words to describe his feelings at this moment. Tears were clattering down. Wu Yonglin not only filled his stomach and saved his name, but he didn't have to feel guilty. He could continue to sit openly on the altar of preaching.

A great monk cried and cried when he ate a dumpling. Wu Yonglin couldn't bear to see how poor the food in the Golden Buddha Temple was, so he ordered the second treasure to make them a meal of vegetarian dumplings every week in the future. I heard that every time the second treasure passed, those people would come to grab food like hungry wolves. Even Jiumo Xuankong had no choice but to take these disciples, so he had to let them go, because each time the second treasure would prepare a large portion of vegetarian dumplings for him. Jiumo Xuankong's appetite was much larger than those disciples.

A pair of gentle hands were placed on Wu Yonglin's shoulder and said, "Miss Yin doesn't want to come back with me. She said you will go back to pick them up in the future."

"Because I have given her a child, she will feel much better when she returns. I will have a lot of things to do next. Before I have a little time, I will give you a child and a half of my daughter. This is the good day for the Hongluan Star to move, otherwise we..."

"We haven't had a church yet."

"Didn't we even drink a glass of wine? The children of the world should not care about the details. We should follow the local customs. From now on, you will be my Wu Yonglin's woman."
Chapter completed!