Comprehension _1

The sun was gradually blocked by the clouds, and night was about to fall.

At this time, seven had already shaved his head and changed into a gray robe that didn't fit him well. He was dressed like the others.

Inside the temple, there was already the fragrance of vegetarian food.

This was the taste that seven yearned for the most when he was young.

If it was in the past, he wouldn't have been able to hold it in. But now, he rubbed his growling stomach and comforted himself.

bear with it, bear with it. The evening class is coming.

The gray-robed monk who had led him in had said that he had to do his homework sooner or later.

I'm more sincere. The Bodhisattva will definitely sense it. Then, we can find mother earlier.

Song qingxiao followed him and watched him walk to the main hall.

It was almost mealtime, and there were many monks in the temple. However, most of them did not head to the main hall, but to the dining hall.