Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 163 Uncle Mouse has become Master Mouse?

PS: Sorry, there was a word in yesterday's chapter that triggered the alarm and was turned off.

After Yang Xiaole came out, she saw Widow Tian being dragged down by Aunt Wang and Aunt Zhao.

Aunt Shen was held back by her son.

While struggling, Widow Tian cursed: "What are you, you stole things."

Aunt Shen also refused to let her go, "You are a poor man, why do you say that I stole it, you are shameless. Congjun, let me go, I will tear her mouth off today."

"Ah, you didn't steal it. Why do you call me ill-bred when I scold the thief? Ah..."

Widow Tian straightened her hair and was very angry.

"Oh, Su Fen, that's fine, stop arguing, isn't it just throwing a piece of briquettes, as for, maybe you remember wrongly! Besides, they live in the middle courtyard, so they probably won't go to the backyard to get your things. There are so many briquettes in this compound!"

Aunt Wang pulled Widow Tian there to persuade her.

How could Widow Tian agree?

"Aunt Wang, you can't say that. I, Wang Sufen, have been in this yard for so many years. When did you see me messing around? I didn't calculate anything in my house. I, Wang Sufen, don't have a man, but I want face, not like some people who are shameless."

When he said the last sentence, he naturally said it to Aunt Shen.

Hearing this, Aunt Wang also nodded.

Indeed, Widow Tian has been fierce all these years, but she seldom messes around. The premise is that you don't get her idea, and you can't let her family suffer.

"Who are you scolding?"

When Aunt Shen heard that she was referring to Sang and scolding Huai!

He wanted to rush out again, but was stopped by his son.

"Okay, don't talk about it, Wang Sufen, you go back first, you lost it in the backyard, first ask if anyone saw who took it, there are so many children in the yard who haven't gone to work! Someone will always see it."

Uncle Wang stopped the two who were still arguing.

Then he said to everyone: "Who did it, or who took something and said it, maybe someone forgot, this is understandable. If you really want to find out, then don't blame me for being rude!"

That's what it said.

Even if I really took it and forgot to say it, but who would admit it foolishly at this time!

Isn't that concentrated firepower!

Yang Xiaole looked at the quarrel between the two families and knew that the feud was settled.

Hit people without slapping their faces, and curse people without revealing shortcomings.

Widow Tian has lost her husband, and there are three daughters in the family. If you scold her and leave her family, isn't this a way to end the grudge to death?
But he felt that no matter how stupid Mrs. Shen was, she would not go to the backyard to steal a coal ball!

Not so much.

There are no windows at the back of these rooms, only the windows at the front. Whoever has nothing to do will risk going to the backyard to steal a piece of coal and bring it to the middle courtyard.

Can't tell.

At this time, he set his sights on the three maids of the Tian family.

The names of the three people are also simple.

The eldest is Xiaoxing, the second is Xiaozao, and the third is Xiaotao.

The clothes are very shabby, but they are very clean, and the three girls have done their faces and hair very neatly.

It looks very refreshing.

The eldest, Kyoko, is 16 years old this year, and has already started to replace her father.

The second child, Xiaozao, is 13 years old, and Taozi, who is 10 years old, is still studying. One is in junior high school and the other is in elementary school. I heard that their grades are not bad.

The three girls are all very juicy, so I don't know if they will continue to look good when they grow up.

But judging by Widow Tian's beauty, she will definitely not be worse in the future.

With the mediation of the two stewards, Uncle Wang and Uncle Zhao, the matter quickly subsided, and the two parties went back cursing.

"mother!"

While thinking, Xizi shouted happily, and quickly ran towards the vertical flower gate.

It turned out that Wang Qiuju had already left work.

is coming in from the outside.

Seeing this, Wang Qiuju rubbed her son's head: "Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat, eat sweet potatoes."

Xizi originally thought that the old lady would feel sorry for him!

As a result, the old lady let out an oh and led him towards the house, her eyes still looking into the scattered crowd.

When he came to the door, he asked Yang Guangzhi, "What's going on?"

Yang Guangzhi explained the situation.

Hearing this, Wang Qiuju nodded and said nothing: "Okay, let's go in. When did you get here? How did you get here?"

"Zhang Laohan came to the city to help me deliver it. It's okay, you haven't eaten yet, eat first."

Several people talked and walked towards the back room.

Wang Qiuju was not in a hurry to eat, but went into the back room to take a look, and saw that it was in a mess, so she came back again.

"Did you bring all the sweet potatoes?"

Yang Guangzhi smoked a cigarette and nodded when he heard the words: "Well, I brought them all. I'll take them out tomorrow and wind them on the porch eaves. When it's almost done, put them together and wind them again."

Wang Qiuju picked up the sweet potatoes in the pot and ate them there: "Success, let Xizi and Xiaoli watch at home. There are many people in the yard, so don't let them all be taken away by then."

Cooked sweet potatoes are easy to sour if they are not dried in the sun.

Fortunately, the temperature is low now.

Then I asked: "Where's the quantitative book at home? Let me take a look."

When entering the city, the most important thing is the quantitative book, which can be related to the life of the family.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole took the quantitative book over.

Wang Qiuju took the things and looked at them for a while, then smiled: "That's it, we don't have to go hungry anymore."

After finishing speaking, he carefully put away the ration book.

He asked his elder brother, "Boss, you are going to work today, did your factory say something about the quantity?"

Yang Xiaogang nodded: "Well, I've said it, I heard that the ration will be re-approved. But I'm still a light manual laborer."

Yang Xiaole next to him was surprised when he saw this: "Mother, what's going on?"

I saw Wang Qiuju sighed and said: "I heard from our director today that the quota will be re-approved by the higher-ups. In the future, salesmen like us will not be classified as light manual laborers, and the salesperson will be classified as ordinary employees."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole figured it out and understood.

This is a shortage of food, and someone has already discovered the problem. It is estimated that the food will be checked in various aspects.

However, if this old lady is classified as a manual worker from a light manual worker, it will be much less.

The original 37.4 catties dropped to 30.9 catties at once.

It's almost a quarter less.

It is indeed a lot less.

This is also the first time that the amount has been reduced in disguise, but the notification does not know when it will come down.

No wonder the father and the others came over, and the old lady was not too happy.

Then he comforted me: "Mom, just leave it alone, just go to your class. Didn't the rations in the countryside before be less? You didn't eat a few tons for a year! Do you feel better thinking about it this way?"

Hearing this, Wang Qiuju thought about it for a while!

He smiled and said: "I know, it feels distressed to lose so much food! If I give it to you, one person can have more than two catties of food!"

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole said: "Mother, what's so distressing, didn't you return the ten catties of food stamps yesterday? Now you know how distressed you are?"

It's okay not to say it, but Wang Qiuju's face hurts when he said it.

Ten catties!
Yang Guangzhi didn't understand what was going on, so he asked strangely: "What's going on?"

The mother took a look at the man, and could only falter and say the matter.

After listening to his wife's words, Yang Guangzhi was surprised that his son had saved so many sweet potatoes.

There was another burst of complaints: "You said you, usually get some food stamps, and you want to sell them, why don't you feel bad now? It's more than one yuan!"

Yang Xiaole shook her head, now it's more than a dime a catty, and after a while, the price will definitely skyrocket.

It has been rising to several yuan a catty of food stamps.

Dozens of dollars are gone, I guess my mother will feel even more distressed by then.

Looking at the silent old lady, she smiled and said, "Father, I've given them all. What are you talking about? Besides, we've saved three thousand catties of sweet potatoes! Is this equivalent to a thousand catties of food stamps? It's nothing to lose ten catties, just pay attention to it in the future. Don't feel that there are too many things. This year's food will definitely be tight, at least until the summer harvest."

I didn't explain what happened in the next few years, and I will know it in May next year.

There is no need for him to remind at that time.

"Sigh~~"

This is not ignorance, Yang Guangzhi took a breath when he calculated it.

Yes, my son has saved so many sweet potatoes.

The important thing is that these people still have a ration!
Thinking of this, the few people felt happy for a while, and the son finally did something serious.

If Yang Xiaole knew what was going on in his heart, he would probably have hit the wall with his thoughts.

But Yang Guangzhi thought of something and asked, "Why did you remember to buy so many sweet potatoes? You can buy three thousand catties at once."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole babbled nonsense: "What's the matter, isn't mother always talking about saving money, eating sweet potatoes and selling food stamps, so I thought, come on, it's better for the whole family to eat sweet potatoes. Anyway, the cellar has been dug, so why don't we just buy more sweet potatoes!"

"Ah, brother, I will really eat sweet potatoes every day from now on!"

When Xizi heard this, she wailed for a while.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole glanced at him angrily, but he also knew that eating too much sweet potatoes really burned his stomach, and it felt like he had a stomach problem.

uncomfortable.

Wang Qiuju, who was next to him, thought of something, and said to Yang Guangzhi, "Yes, your son is very capable now, and he secretly paid back the 400 yuan we owed to Hua's family. He even gave me 200 yuan!"

This is what she said from the bottom of her heart.

Yang Guangzhi was shocked after hearing this.

"Where did you get the money to catch fish again? Where did you get so many fish for you to catch?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole fortunately changed his path, otherwise he really couldn't explain clearly.

Yes, where are there so many fish for him to catch?

Then he looked at the old lady, and curled his lips: "Mother, tell dad how you got the money, lest he say that I lied to him again, by the way, you go into the room and tell me, I'm afraid that Xizi will not keep his mouth shut and talk about things."

Xizi was not happy to hear this.

"I'm not a traitor! I don't go out and talk nonsense."

Yang Guangzhi looked at his wife, hesitated for a while, and finally stood up, and the two entered the back room.

Then there were murmurs and rummaging from inside.

You don't need to look to know what the two of them are doing, so go to his treasure.

In the main room, Xizi complained unhappily: "Second Yang, I won't play with you anymore, when did I betray you?"

Now even the name is called.

"Feng, ouch, brother, why are you hitting me?"

Xizi was hit hard on the head, seeing that it was his elder brother, he felt aggrieved for a while.

Yang Xiaogang put on a straight face: "How do you speak? Yang Lao Er, Yang Lao Er, can you call this? It doesn't matter how big or small, if you hear such a call again, do you think I will beat you!"

Hearing this, Xizi pouted.

A look of dissatisfaction.

But dare not talk back.

The elder brother is the father, although his father is still there, he still dare not talk back.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled, not saying how bad Xizi is, but because he is rebellious at this age and is not sensible, so I am really worried that he will go out and talk nonsense.

It's not that I'm afraid, it's just annoying.

After waiting for a long time, Yang Guangzhi came out of the room stupidly.

After thinking for a while, he finally said: "Xiao Le, that thing can't be kept at home, what if it breaks? Why don't we sell it tomorrow!"

Yang Xiaole thought for a while, just thinking about refusing, finally nodded.

"Okay, then you can go and sell it yourself. It's at Liulichang. You just need to inquire about it. There are also direct buses. But let's talk about it first! If it's less than 400 yuan, don't sell it! Ask a few more."

This thing is indeed a good thing.

But there will be more of these in the future, and it is best if you can still receive them and not sell them, but in order to convince the old man, he also agreed to sell them.

The reason why he bid such a high price was that he was going to let his father sell it. If he couldn't sell it at such a high price, he would take it back.

After changing hands, he pretended to sell it himself, and he could get a sum of money to go home.

And let them know it's real.

When you have nothing to do in the future, you can spend a sum of money to improve the situation at home.

At least let my old lady stop being so stingy and search for life, buy what should be bought, isn't money just for spending?

When Yang Guangzhi heard this, he agreed.

Decided to take something to see tomorrow.

There was nothing to do at night, Wang Qiuju took out the wool and knit a sweater there, which she only learned when she came to the city.

As for whom.

The first one must be Dad.

Everyone washed up and went to bed.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Xiaole and his party woke up early.

No way, he went to bed early and couldn't fall asleep when he woke up in the morning, and he still had important things to do.

That is fishing.

Wang Jianguo had to be tied to his chariot so that he couldn't fall off.

In the morning, my mother cooks, and the family is short of the elder sister, and everything else is here.

Cooked a pot of gnocchi.

Add some cabbage and some lard, and the family eats very deliciously.

Yang Xiaole thought of the sesame oil he bought from the International Friends Service Department during this period of time in the space, and he was going to find an opportunity to take it out.

I also have it at home, and the ration of 2 taels a month for a family is actually not too small.

After all, it is used for flavoring.

It was still early for dinner, and the family took the dried sweet potatoes they brought yesterday to the corridor to dry, and they were almost ready to be strung up and hung under the eaves.

Two hundred catties of sweet potatoes sounds like a lot, but this thing weighs a lot.

Packed up quickly.

At this time, people in the compound go to school, go to work, and do laundry.

Seeing that the time is coming, the eldest brother is about to set off.

After all, he was far away from where he was.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole was about to follow.

Seeing this, Yang Guangzhi stopped him: "Where are you going? Sell me something later! I don't know the way."

"Hey, what don't you know? There are buses on the big street outside, Liulichang, and Kyoto. If you don't know anyone, I won't go with you. I have something else to do. I'll ask about our transfer. If you have nothing to do later, just stroll around to find the way. I'll go first!"

Yang Xiaole said hello and left.

Kyoto is not big, but the houses are too dense.

Even he only dared to take the main road every time, and rarely detoured in the small alleys, because he was afraid that he would be confused in the alleys.

Seeing his son leave, Yang Guangzhi shook his head and could only go back home.

After Yang Xiaole came out, he felt the cold wind pouring into his collar, which made him shiver, and he tightened his clothes and came to the entrance of the alley.

Wait there!
Wang Jianguo has a bicycle, so he shouldn't leave too early.

After waiting for a few minutes, I saw him coming out of the compound pushing a car and greeting people.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole walked forward with a big cloth bag in her arms.

Wang Jianguo was about to leave on his bicycle.

Seeing Yang Xiaole coming over with something, she subconsciously stopped and waited there.

He looked inside, and he was relieved when he saw that the old lady hadn't come out.

"Brother Wang, is this going to work?"

Yang Xiaole came close and greeted with a smile.

"Ang, get ready to go to work!"

"Hey, then you are busy! I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, he did not continue the conversation and walked forward.

Seeing this, Wang Jianguo did not ride, but pushed the cart to follow, and hung beside him.

After walking for a while, he said, "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, didn't you go back to the country yesterday? You brought something and sent it to my uncle!"

"Oh!"

Wang Jianguo let out a sigh, and then asked, "What's there?"

"Hey, none of them are rare things. I picked them myself in the mountains, but they are expensive in the city. I thought about giving some to my uncle so that he wouldn't buy them."

Did not say what it was.

Now Wang Jianguo was in a hurry.

"What?"

Hearing his words, Yang Xiaole said casually: "It's nothing, it's just wild rabbits from the mountains, pine mushrooms, meat mushrooms, and fungus, oh, meat mushrooms are red mushrooms, and some eels dug from the fields in my hometown. Pick the big ones and send them to uncle."

Wang Jianguo nodded slightly when he heard this.

They are all rural specialties, but these things are very expensive.

Dried fungus is now sold for more than two yuan per catty in the city (the price in the price list was 56 yuan per catty since 2.15).

Pine mushrooms and red mushrooms are not sold in the market, but my father and mother can have some shares, which seem to be more expensive than fungus.

These are much more expensive than meat.

are all good things.

Then he asked with a smile, "Can you give me a little more? I'll give you the money!"

Yang Xiaole hurriedly shook her head: "That won't work, I didn't deliver it the day before yesterday, and it would be outrageous if I didn't give it away today. Next time, next time I get something good, I must tell Brother Wang."

You can't just give what you want!

I have to whet my appetite, wait for a while, or get something good at the end of the year.

At that time, supplies were even tighter.

Wang Jianguo saw that he really didn't want to give it, so he didn't force it anymore.

"That's fine, remember Brother Wang if you have something good, it's dangerous for you to go out and sell it."

"Hey, don't worry, I'll let you know when I get it."

Hearing this, Wang Jianguo was relieved, said hello and left on his bike.

Watching the other party leave, Yang Xiaole rubbed his teeth, smiled and came to an alley, and put the things into the space.

Then he quietly released the car, and rode from the other end of the alley towards the vegetable market.

He went to see what there was to buy.

Buy some souvenirs for later use.

After all, there is no ticket yet. Although the non-staple food is tight, no one can see it yet.

Came to the vegetable market and wandered around in it.

In fact, there are quite a lot of varieties in this era, not as few as imagined.

But the price of dry goods is really expensive.

干木耳2块1毛5分一斤，干香菇2块2毛4分，干的黄花菜七毛六……

However, the pine mushrooms and meat mushrooms that I plan to make as local products have not been sold.

When he saw fans, he didn't buy them.

The price is not expensive, 2 cents and 6 catties. During this period of time, he has also stored a lot in his hut, probably a hundred and ten catties.

That's enough for now.

After looking at the vegetable market, it is estimated that in the next three to four years, most of the things here will require tickets, even vegetables will have vegetable tickets.

In fact, there are stores near every street, not just these few vegetable markets.

It's just that the food here is the cheapest and freshest.

Naturally, there will be many people.

Even if it's not the weekend, it's still crowded inside, and it's even more crowded on weekends.

The dry goods department store picked up a few catties of the same.

Then out of the vegetable market.

Instead of going to other places, he went straight to the old man Suo's house, and he was going to make a fool of himself.

If not, just steal the teacher.

When he came to the place, he pushed the door lightly, but it was still just ajar.

Then he pushed the door straight in.

"Father!"

After closing the door, he bluffed and entered the vertical flower door.

At this time, the old man had the same thought as he did, although it was cold, he was still practicing martial arts there.

Seeing him coming in, the old man didn't even look at him.

Yang Xiaole put the Niulanshan Erguotou in his hand in the yard, it was a drink ticket he received some time ago.

I wonder if I didn't give a gift?
Tickets are not yet required for loose wine, but tickets are still required for fine wine.

Niulanshan Erguotou, which is a favorite drink of old Kyoto people, is a kind of Erguotou that is earlier than Red Star Erguotou.

Popular with local wine lovers.

Yang Xiaole will be placed on a table under the vine.

The snow in the compound had been swept away, and the old man was slowly practicing his moves there.

After watching for a while, Yang Xiaole found that this was also a set of combined punches.

Came to the side and learned from the old man and began to practice.

Seeing his movements, the old man paused, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Dare to practice anything!

Once you have it, you will suffer!

His slow punches are more difficult than fast punches, and they require a lot of muscles and bones. Although it won't hurt you to practice rashly, it will be very uncomfortable.

Will be sore all over.

It is not as comfortable as squatting.

Then he practiced on his own.

Yang Xiaole followed behind and practiced. If you don't let me learn, I will learn it openly. I am not stealing a teacher!

After practicing for a while, I felt something was wrong, which is actually similar to practicing his method of self-cultivation.

But it feels much weaker.

After thinking about it for a while, I continued to practice without overwhelming my body with too many skills.

Steal all your technology.

A set of routines is laid down, followed by repeated routines.

After practicing for a while, Yang Xiaole suddenly stopped practicing, and muttered: "It's boring! It's better to find someone to practice boxing, it's all a show."

He picked up the snow-covered ponytail beside him, wiped it off a little, and sat there.

The old man was still surprised that this guy could persist.

But when I heard this, I almost lost my temper.

Taking a deep breath, he finished the routine, and then stopped practicing.

The old man snorted coldly: "Huajiao, come on, if you can hit me once, I will accept you as an apprentice."

Yang Xiaole was not so happy to hear this, and squinted at him.

Tsk Tusk shook his head: "I see, it's better to forget it, I'm afraid that if I make a mistake, if you keep breaking your arms and legs, I will be guilty of a big crime!"

"call!"

The old man took a deep breath.

After holding back for a long time, a sentence came: "Get out!"

"Hey, good!"

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and stood up.

When he came to the old man's side, he was about to talk with a smile.

But his hand swung backhand towards the old man at close range.

"Bang~"

To Yang Xiaole's surprise, with only a distance of about [-] centimeters, he actually hit the opponent's palm directly.

"What's the matter? You still want to give me eye drops? You're a little tender!"

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole let out a sigh: "Old man, you can do it! How did you know that I would sneak up on you? It seems that you have done such things before you were old."

When you're done speaking, you have to shake your hands.

But after pumping for a long time, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get it out.

When the old man heard his words, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes lost in memory.

He didn't make things difficult for him, just let go.

If he didn't succeed just now, Yang Xiaole would naturally not try again, that would be so boring!

But the old man's hand is still very powerful!
"Old man, prepare yourself, I'm going to try it! I still don't believe it. You are not allowed to say that I am cheating!"

Seeing this, the old man took out a pocket watch.

"I don't have so much time to spend with you. I'll give you 10 minutes, so don't bother me in the future."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole nodded.

Still worried and asked: "Can any routine be used?"

"It works!"

"Don't cheat!"

"A mouthful of spit and a mouthful of nails."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole chuckled: "Okay, I'll start!"

Wandering around the old man, running back and forth to the side, thinking of attacking from behind.

However, the old man just took a slight side step and straightened his position.

In the end, he got himself dizzy, and still didn't find a chance. Seeing that there was no chance, he had no choice but to force himself.

"Ah, old man, be careful, don't hurt you later!"

Yell.

Waving Wang Baquan went up.

As the saying goes, beat the master to death with random punches, don't you like routines?
Then I will not follow the routine.

The arm waved like a cramp from an electric shock, sometimes left, sometimes right, sometimes turning a corner.

It's completely out of order.

It's not really a fight anyway.

It's enough to do this fake action, and you can't catch it when you are in front of you.

Just when he was thinking about a donkey rolling and attacking him.

I saw a big foot coming towards me.

Quickly, he didn't have time to dodge, and was directly thrown out.

"Hey, old man, why do you still use your feet!"

The strength of the opponent was finally taken off, but when he fell down, it really hurt!
The old man said lightly: "I didn't say I wouldn't fight back!"

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole thought for a while and was about to get up.

The eyeballs rolled around.

"hiss!"

He frowned, pretending he couldn't get up.

Then he covered his chest.

The old man knew at a glance that this guy wanted to learn the tricks, so he didn't even bother to look at him.

He only looked at his pocket watch before he raised his head and said, "Time is running out, and..."

"puff……"

Just when I looked up, I heard a snort.

I saw Yang Xiaole spit out blood from his mouth, his face flushed, and he was struggling there.

This startled the old man.

As for faking it, he didn't think about it, because the smell of blood couldn't be faked, and it was under his nose just now, so he didn't have time to fake it.

He hurried over.

"He~he~~ help me!!!"

Yang Xiaole's face turned red, and her eyeballs were about to protrude.

The old man touched his hand with one hand, and immediately felt the pulse: "The pulse is weakening, it's broken, what's wrong with you?"

After finishing speaking, I put down my hand and went to touch his head.

"Bang bang bang!"

He was beaten several times in a row.

While the old man was stunned, Yang Xiaole collapsed.

"Bah, bah, bah... This smell is really fishy~ Old man, I hit you! Don't play tricks! Vomit!!"

Before finishing speaking, he retched, and hurried to the kitchen to rinse his mouth.

The blood was naturally fake, and his face was flushed red. As long as he held his breath and exerted strength, his eyeballs would come out naturally.

Just to deceive the old man.

After rinsing his mouth, he came out, wiped his mouth, and looked at the old man with a livid face.

He glanced suspiciously: "Old man, you're not going to play tricks again, okay, just take it as a joke."

The old man didn't speak, but looked him up and down.

hesitated there.

Finally sighed, I hope I did not make a mistake.

Then he said, "Come with me! Don't forget the wine."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the main house with his hands behind his back.

When Yang Xiaole saw that there was something going on, he immediately felt happy and followed behind.

When he came to the main room, the old man said to him: "Wait a minute!"

After finishing speaking, he entered the back room and came out after a while, holding a few things in his hand.

A picture.

a ranking.

There is also a box of incense.

There was originally a purple-gold incense burner on the incense table in the main room, with a lot of incense ash on it.

"Go, make a cup of tea!"

The old man hung up the portrait and said to him without looking back.

Yang Xiaole was suspicious for a moment, would he be allowed to kneel down for a while, how embarrassing would that be?

But after thinking about it, I went to get the thermos next to it, and found an ancient blue and white teacup. I have been here a few times and I know where his tea leaves are.

I got some tea and brewed a cup directly.

When he was done, the old man had already done it, and he lit three incense sticks and handed them to him.

"Have you thought about it? After thinking about it, I will offer a stick of incense to the patriarch."

Yang Xiaole thought for a while, and finally took it.

Straightforwardly, I followed the plot on the TV, said goodbye, and plugged in the incense in the past.

Then he looked at the old man.

Seeing this, Suo Ye sat in the upper seat, "Serve tea."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole went over to take the tea she had just brewed, stood beside her and asked, "Do you still want to kneel down?"

Seeing this, the old man shook his head: "No need, I'm already a closed disciple, and logically I can't accept any more disciples. These customs should be avoided!"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole understood.

The old man meant that he would teach himself, but he would not teach the coffin-pressing stunt.

But it doesn't matter.

Just give him a self-defense skill.

Then he handed over the tea: "Master, please drink tea!"

He also knew that there should be a lot of cumbersome etiquette and family rules, all of which were waived by the old man.

The old man took the tea, blew on it and took a sip.

Put it back again, and said: "Come here before dawn tomorrow, and I will start teaching you! I don't have much time, so count as much as I can teach you!"

"Hey, old man, don't talk about being discouraged! We Zhuangzi has a local recipe that after drinking wine, you can still have a child at the age of 90. I will ask you for one another day. I guarantee that you will be in good health when you grow old."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole said with a smile.

The corners of Suo Ye's mouth twitched when he heard this.

After holding back for a long time, I finally couldn't help but said slowly: "Get out!!!"

"Hey, old man, I'm just kidding you!"

After finishing speaking, he took a peek at the back room and said, "Well, old man, can I go and see inside? Let me see what good things are in there."

Seeing this, the old man looked around and stood up.

When I came to the wooden shelf next to me, I found a stick, and I was about to come and do it.

"Hey, a gentleman uses his mouth but doesn't move his hands, why do you old man use his hands!"

Yang Xiaole was startled and ran away quickly.

To be honest, he is still a bit weird about this identity.

It still takes a while to get used to it.

After he came out, he was thinking about it. Lin Kun used to call the old man master, but now he has become the old man's apprentice.

Wouldn't that be another level of seniority?

Became Lin Kun's uncle, Lin Junsheng's mouse grandfather?
Hey, not bad, this generation has come up again.

Then he happily left.

At this time, the old man looked at the back of Yang Xiaole leaving, and looked at the two bottles of Niulanshan on the table.

There were some smiles on his face.

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing!

(End of this chapter)