Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　"Master, auntie."

　　"Ok!"

　　Guo Degang nodded, and after adding a bucket of water to the pot, he said:

　　"Your master just told me that you are going to accept apprentices?"

　　"Well, sir, do you think it's okay?"

　　"Hey, what's wrong with this thing? Even if the child can't learn the art, he can live his own life with you. Just take it well. I heard that he is seven or eight years old?"

　　"Yes, born in 02, 7 years old this year."

　　"Isn't that just the same age as Tao Xiaoyang? This kid will have someone to talk to in the future."

　　Seeing that Guo Degang also said so, Wu Shaobai was relieved and said:

　　"Then, uncle, I just told Xiaoyue that he, Xiaoluan, and the third brother will be my substitutes. Is it okay?"

　　"Row."

　　Guo Degang added a piece of firewood to the stove, took the axe from Wang Hui's hand, sat on the horse, and chopped firewood while saying:

　　"Just accept it, choose a good day to accept it, and then if you don't understand anything, take your child home and ask."

　　"Okay. Then I'll talk to the third brother and Xiao Luan... What about the two of them?"

　　"Little Luan is in the house, Kong San'er... Where is Kong San'er!?"

　　Guo Degang suddenly remembered his unfortunate apprentice, and quickly raised his head.

　　Wang Hui also noticed something was wrong, and the three of them took a closer look... Wu Shaobai with good eyes pointed in the direction of the kennel:

　　"Is that the third brother?"

　　"...Shaobai! Quick! Bring him back to me!"

　　Wang Hui was in a hurry.

　　"Don't let the dog dig him out!"

　　"Ok!"

　　Wu Shaobai nodded quickly, and Sa Yazi ran in the direction of the kennel, while running, he was teasing a Caucasian dog named "Elephant" with a steamed bun in his hand.

　　"Third brother! Stay away! That dog just came! It doesn't recognize people!"

　　"what?……"

　　Kong Yunlong turned his head, saw Wu Shaobai's face full of panic, and said with a smile:

　　"It's alright, we're fine."

　　Wu Shaobai hurried to his side, dragged him and walked back:

　　"Don't scare me, Auntie is in a hurry, hurry back with me."

　　"...Hey, am I that unlucky?"

　　"What did you say!?"

　　Wu Shaobai rolled his eyes.

　　At this moment, the two heard a "bang" from a distance, turned their heads and saw a football flew towards the two of them.

　　I don't know when a group of people who changed into leather feet waved to the two of them:

　　"Let's go, let's kick the ball! The uncle let the runway be turned over!"

　　"Third brother, you warm up."

　　"I said what about you..."

　　Kong Yunlong didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

　　then……

　　I twisted my foot.

　　He limped and sat at the dining table.

　　Wu Shaobai showed it just now, the twist is not heavy, but it is estimated that it will be swollen tomorrow.

　　Normally, it would be pulled down with a little safflower oil, but when Kong Yunlong asked him for it, Wu Shaobai wouldn't give it if he was bitten to death.

　　"Third brother, just endure it honestly. This way you can save a while..."

　　Bai Huimin also sighed:

　　"This unlucky boy..."

　　……

　　That's what happened with the Baodai.

　　At noon, the big guys had a lively meal, and after 3 pm, Wu Shaobai, who had lost more than 30 in poker with Yue Yunpeng and a few others, left the pet park and started to walk home.

　　When he got home, he looked at his relatives who were already busy preparing for the Lantern Festival banquet in the evening. He smiled and said hello, then went straight into the main room, and saw Wu Qingzheng who was playing chess with his second uncle at a glance.

　　"dad."

　　He shouted.

　　Wu Qingzheng didn't even lift his head, stared at the chess board in front of him and responded:

　　"Well. Are you back? Where's Xiao Liu?"

　　"After I promised Brother Liu that he would not go anywhere tonight, he also went home for the festival."

　　"Um...will!"

　　"Tsk, this will be too?"

　　Wu Qingyuan laughed and dropped the driver, blocking the menacing car, then turned his head and said:

　　"Shaobai, your dad lost two games to me. If this is a loss, do you think he can still eat?"

　　Wu Shaobai rolled his eyes:

　　"Two stinky chess baskets are so embarrassing to say...Second uncle, what about grandpa?"

　　"Where's the medicine house?"

　　"Oh, then you go, I'll go find Grandpa."

　　With that said, he walked to Wu Qingzheng's side and dropped Wu Qingzheng's last remaining cannon.

　　In an instant, Wu Qingyuan's brows furrowed.

　　Wu Qingzheng looked at the back of his son leaving with satisfaction, and said happily:

　　"Will!"

　　When he came to the medicine furnace, he smiled and said hello:

　　"Grandpa, third uncle."

　　"Well, I'm back?... Just in time, watch this pot of warm sand nourishing stomach pills, Dad, I'm going out to play chess. Big brother probably can't stand it anymore."

　　"Go."

　　Old Man Wu nodded, put down the Compendium of Materia Medica in his hand, and said with a smile:

　　"It smells like garlic. Have dumplings for lunch?"

　　"Yeah, it's stuffed with beef, it's not delicious if you order garlic sauce."

　　Wu Shaobai sat on the pony, looked at the fire of the medicine stove, picked up a few pine cones from the dustpan and threw them in directly, and then said:

　　"Grandpa, I may have to accept an apprentice in two days."

　　"Oh?"

　　The old man asked curiously:

　　"Crosstalk?"

　　"Yes. The child is only seven or eight years old. It's a good time."

　　"Okay, then do I need to prepare any gifts? I remember the apprenticeship in Tuanmen. You, the master, should give the third teacher a ceremony, right?"

　　The group door that the old man said is an old saying.

　　Gold, leather, color, hanging, evaluation, group, tune, willow.

　　Saying that cross talk was a low-class activity in the past, and it was also a sloppy job.

　　And Shulaibao Allegro, etc., because they all have to draw pots and perform gang performances, they are called Tuanmen.

　　And some people like to count traditional Chinese medicine as the inside of Pimen, but that is a layman, because most of the traditional Chinese medicine in Pimen refers to Ye Langzhong and those who sell fake medicines.

　　And this is the origin of the idiom.

　　Hearing this, Wu Shaobai nodded:

　　"Well, just a fan, a handkerchief, and a wake-up tree. My master helped me prepare it. Don't worry, I'm just telling you."

　　"Okay, let's take it. Let's see how the child is doing. If you really want to learn, we will also teach what we should teach. If you can hang a pot to help the world in the future, it will also be a merit."

　　"Okay, I get it. But you still have to look at your xinxing first... Don't try to teach a skin door, that would be bad."

　　While staring at Sisi's steaming medicine stove, Wu Shaobai said. .

Chapter 470

　　Seeing that his grandson was about to accept an apprentice, although he did not study medicine, the whole family felt that this should also be taken seriously.But also because Wu Shaobai hired apprentices who learned cross talk, they were thinking about paying attention, but they couldn't accept them according to the rules of traditional Chinese medicine.

　　In fact, the apprenticeship ceremony is similar in all walks of life, and Wu Shaobai has no family tree to be used for inheritance, so the family originally planned to think of one collectively.

　　The family tree of the Wu family was passed down from the generation of Mr. Wu Xianliang. They are:

　　"Xian, Qing, Shao, Ming. Cun, Zhen (true), thinking, ~ wake up."

　　And according to this order, the family really tossed out a lot of words that sounded very good.