Leng Hua smiled gently after hearing this and said, "I don't have any branches, but I do have a lot of firewood in my space."
Du Fan was startled and asked, "Firewood? When did you start piling firewood in your space?"
"We haven't lived in this house for long, but everything is complete inside. When I packed up the house, I took everything that might be useful with me."
Leng Hua spoke in a gentle voice. After all, he came from a poor family, so many things would not be wasted. In particular, he had several space rings that could hold a lot of things. Therefore, when they were leaving, he would put away most of the things and take them with him in case they would be needed in the future.
"Hahaha, Leng Hua, we trust you to do your job well." Luo Yu patted his shoulder and said, "Let's light another fire here, it will at least be warmer."
So Leng Hua stretched out his hand and took out the firewood in the space and piled it aside.
"Let me cook some rice porridge for the young masters!" Qin Xin said with a smile, and began to prepare the ingredients for making porridge.
As they were talking, they heard footsteps outside, and soon the monk and the woman came in. They looked over and saw that the monk was not wet at all, but the woman's clothes and hair were wet.
"Master, come over here and warm yourself by the fire!" Fengjiu said with a smile, inviting him to sit by the fire.
"Thank you, benefactor." said the monk, and then walked forward.
The woman hesitated and was about to follow when Leng Shuang stopped her.
"You go over there." Leng Shuang said, pointing to a corner nearby.
Intimidated by the other party's indifference and dominance, the woman didn't dare to say anything more. She just responded and walked to the corner.
"Master, eat some dry food." Leng Hua took out the dry food and took out the barbecue rack from the space and heated it on the fire.
"Thank you, benefactor." Monk Yijie said, taking the dry food and tearing off a small piece to eat.
Seeing that he was eating by himself and not paying attention to the woman in the corner, Gray Wolf grinned and deliberately asked, "Monk, you are a monk after all, why do you eat the dry food by yourself and not share some with the woman you saved?"
Fengjiu looked at him disapprovingly, thinking that Gray Wolf was going a bit too far.
Seeing Fengjiu's gaze, Gray Wolf touched his nose, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Madam, I'm just curious." He actually had no ill intentions, he just wanted to know why the monk could take the food and eat it himself without asking the woman whether she wanted to eat it or not
After swallowing a piece of dry food, Monk Yijie said, "If I can't even save myself, how can I save others?"
Hearing this flowery talk, Gray Wolf was a little confused. He looked at Du Fan beside him and asked quietly, "What does he mean by this? What do you mean by not being able to save yourself? And what about saving others? What does that mean?"
Du Fan smiled, opened the fan in his hand, and said, "What he meant was that his rations were also given by others, so since he couldn't even ferry himself, he naturally couldn't help others."
Leng Hua smiled, took some dry food and went to the corner to hand it to the woman: "Girl, eat something!"
"Thank you, sir." She quickly stood up and thanked him while taking the dry food. After Leng Hua turned and left, she sat down with the dry food, eating in small bites while looking at these strange people.