Even at a distance, Layla recognized who this bald man was.
Hearing the sound, the monk stopped sweeping the floor, raised his sleeves, and wiped his bald head. He was really dissatisfied with her calling him in this way and said, "Layla, can you call my Buddhist name instead of calling me stingy monk?"
As soon as he mentioned his Buddhist name, Layla laughed and said, "Master Oliver, haha! If you like it, I will call you Master Oliver!"
Hearing this, the monk scratched his bald head hopelessly and said, "Alright, that's better than the stingy monk." His eyes flickered at the sight of the food box in her hand as if he couldn't bear to see that. He said, "The weather is getting colder and why are you still climbing mountains? When will you return to your big city in the south? It's very
