At this moment, she looked up at Li Yuanming, her mouth gaping open in a dry howl as she struggled to squeeze out a few tears. Her chubby face was etched with sadness, and she stared at him pitifully with a downturned mouth.,After the old monk brought back the little one from the rice porridge in swaddling clothes, three years later, the temple which had once been bustling with activity was now deserted.,Hearing this, Zhouzhou felt a little guilty. She touched her belly and pouted pitifully, "But I'm hungry."。