Chapter 1911

When his grandpa came, he would give some pocket money to him, and so would his grandparents. But as expected, all the money was ruthlessly seized by his father at last. Therefore, Little Apple's pocket money was saved by him every day. Looking at the poor monk in front of him, Little Apple handed the coins to the monk in the patched monk robe in front of him. "Thank you, little benefactor." The monk took a few coins and said, bowing. "Since you’ve got the money, it's time for you to get out of here. This is the pocket money saved by my son every day." Jason said grumpily. "This is not what I want." The monk said with a smile. "What a greedy bald donkey!" Jason scolded grumpily. Hearing this, the monk just smiled faintly. He was not angry. Since he was begging something, of course he would listen to a few unpleasant words. Little Apple looked at the simple and honest monk and finally took out all the remaining pocket money, ready to hand it over to the monk. "Look at my son. H