Met each other when we were young
"Little monk brother, I have some dried meat here for you, okay?" Shen Luo took out the dried meat from his bag and looked at the little monk brother in front of him with pitiful eyes. Just now, he saw that there was no meat in the little brother's bowl. It was so pitiful.
Xuanji suddenly heard a voice. He quickly put down his chopsticks, stood up and looked at the little man in front of him. He clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you so much for your kindness. As a monk, you don't kill or eat meat. This is a commandment."
"Really?" Shen Luo looked at the dried meat in his hand, tears quickly bulged in his eyes, and he put all the dried meat in his hand into his mouth, chewing it while still feeling aggrieved, "I'll eat these, and I can't eat any more... Ugh..."
Xuanji "..." "The little donor is not a monk, so he cannot keep the precepts like a young monk..." Xuanji said helplessly.
"Really? But I'm a monk? My mother brought me here to offer incense and said she wouldn't come back until noon. Aren't I just outside the house now? Aren't I a monk?"
Xuanji, "..." Buddha, how should a disciple explain to a four or five-year-old benefactor...