Flattery

"That girl who looks like my mother and is very beautiful. Her name is Chu Qingzhi…"

The abbot realized who he was talking about and was quite surprised. "You still remember what your mother looks like?"

The young monk shook his head slowly, puffing his cheeks. "I don't remember, but my mother also liked to wear light green dresses. She must look a lot like my mother."

The abbot was left speechless. He must be getting old and couldn't understand the logic of children anymore.

The abbot asked, "You mentioned that Misser Chu wrote you a letter. When did you become so close?"

The young monk tilted his head, joyfully saying, "We became close when she came to the temple."

The abbot asked, "Do you want me to read the letter to you?"

The young monk handed the cherished letter to the abbot. "Master, read it slowly so that I can memorize the contents."