Song Qingyu asked the servant, "When did Father and Mother arrive?"
"The master and madam only arrived a little while ago. A monk brought us to the guest quarters, and as soon as we'd found our rooms, the madam sent me out to meet you all."
When Song Yaoyao reached the guest quarters, she wanted to wash up first.
After Song Yaoyao finished bathing, Madam Song sent someone to call her to dinner.
Song Yaoyao had never tried temple fare before, so she was rather looking forward to it!
When she arrived, Song Yaoyao stared dumbfounded at the table full of tofu: stewed tofu, stir-fried tofu, tofu balls, cold tofu salad, braised tofu, a vegetarian trio...
Seeing her expression, Madam Song said:
"Yaoyao, what are you standing there for? Hurry and sit down.
Baiyun Temple is famous for its vegetarian fare. Go on, try some!"
Everyone was waiting for Song Yaoyao, so she quickly sat down.
Song Yaoyao glanced toward the doorway. Only after making sure no one was there did she say:
"Mother, is this temple's vegetarian fare just a tofu banquet?"
"Oh, you mean this.
Not really. It's just that it's winter, and there are only so many things to eat. Being able to put together a whole tofu banquet is already quite impressive.
If we came in summer, there would be a much richer selection. I'll bring you again when summer comes."
Song Yaoyao nodded.
Madam Song continued:
"Even if it is a tofu banquet, it's still very good. Try it."
Song Yaoyao picked up a piece of tofu and put it in her mouth. Mmm, it really did taste good!
After eating her fill, Song Yaoyao went back to her room to rest.
After climbing the mountain for so long, she needed a good