"Amitabha." The Little Monk again joined his palms together, "This poor monk has brought two more benefactors here. They also intended to come buy tofu."
"Miss." The familiar young man looked at Lin Ziyin with a beaming smile, "We meet again."
"Are you also here to buy tofu, young master? How much do you want?" Lin Ziyin asked naturally looking at him. This young man had a mischievous look in his eyes and didn't appear easy to get along with. She wasn't afraid, at least there was no malice in his eyes.
"Fish, eat fish." In the courtyard, the just caught fish were in the bucket, leaping about.
The splashes brought up by the fish tail immediately sprayed onto Yanzhi's face, making Yanzhi chuckle incessantly.
"Little sister, your sister-in-law can't cook fish without that fishy taste. You should do it." Guo Huiniang, coming out of the house, spoke as she walked, unaware of the guests at the entrance of the courtyard.