Dali: "That can't be done. If I really have a bad name, I won't be able to be around grandma anymore. I'd better be more honest."
Jiang Changxi: "You are so good at martial arts, don't you have a martial arts dream?"
Dali shook his head and said very seriously: "Being able to stay by Grandma's side is unimaginable to many people. Why should I think about a happy death?"
Well, Jiang Changxi never knew that Dali spoke so sharply.
You can use "no happy ending" to describe Wantan Jianghu. Doesn't it lack a bit of heroic domineering?
Jiang Changxi's dream of martial arts was shattered by Dali with just one word. Even thinking about it makes him feel unlucky.
One thing has been confirmed. She should listen more to the opinions of people around her in the future and never be self-righteous. The gap is too big.
It was already afternoon when my husband and Zhou Lan returned home. My husband and the great monk discussed Taoism and Buddhist scriptures together, and they turned out to be quite speculative.
Zhou Lan and Jiang Changxi murmured, "I'm going to prepare some meat dishes for my husband today. I'm afraid that he will be taken away from the mortal world by the great monk."
He was scared to listen to the two masters giving lectures.
Jiang Changxi: "It's so serious. Don't listen to them anymore. It's just a master. You still have a family and a wife."
Those worried little eyes are not fake at all.
Zhou Lan pulled Jiang Changxi, who was so happy, but his wife couldn't bear to leave him. Besides, she looked so happy.
Jiang Changxi secretly looked at the master and continued to express his opinion: "I think the master is more like a man possessed."
The master looked at the two sneaky disciples with a dark face: "Why, do I make you feel easy-going? Which disciple is whispering gossip about the master behind your back?"
Jiang Changxi: "Sir, you have misunderstood me. I am thinking about making something that you like to eat."
Mr.: "Don't try to make excuses. Just say something and glance at me, and you will think that I can tell the difference."
Well, it turns out that the clues were revealed in my own eyes. I just said that my husband had only stayed with the monk for two days, so it was impossible for him to develop any magical skills.
The gentleman glared at the female disciple, what an evil look that was, and he dared to look at her randomly.
Zhou Lan quickly smoothed things over: "Sir, I didn't expect that the masters in the temple are also very knowledgeable."
The teacher looked down upon his male disciple and said, "You are too narrow-minded. I call it profound Buddhism."
Zhou Lan shamelessly asked: "Sir, are you talking about learning or Buddhism with the master?"
The teacher pursed his lips, and then said an irresponsible word to his disciple: "He said what he said, and I said what happened to me."
Jiang Changxi and Zhou Lan looked at their husband stupidly: "Is this possible?"
The gentleman is so enigmatic: "All laws are the same. Whoever has reason to listen to whom is right? What's wrong with that?"
Jiang Changxi: "Amitabha, it turns out that you have been misled by the great monk." When it comes to learning, you are all the same, so aren't you defeated?
Sir, shut up immediately. Doesn't this mean that you have failed in your defense?
Zhou Lan pulled his daughter-in-law and told the truth during the Chinese New Year, which probably made her husband unhappy.
Jiang Changxi: "Sir, let's not be angry because it's the New Year. Let's just make the old monk happy. I'll prepare some delicious food for you."
Sir: "You?" Huh, what can you do?
Jiang Changxi: "Sir, you are looking down on me. Before getting married, I thought about washing my hands and making soup to be filial to my parents-in-law and serve my husband."
Mr. Na was also an expert in criticizing her, and sarcastically said to the female disciple: "After I got married, I never thought about it."
Zhou Lan quickly said: "Chang Xi takes care of the whole house very well."
Jiang Changxi: "Sir, you are suspected of retaliation. I just told the truth."
The teacher glared at the male disciple and said, "I can't even support you." Then he said to the female disciple: "What I said is not a lie. Have you ever done it?"
Jiang Changxi: "Today, let me show you the craftsmanship of our female disciples. As your husband's teacher, it is the same for your disciples to be filial to you."
Being filial to your husband is equivalent to being filial to your parents-in-law.
The teacher turned to look at the male disciple, what is the situation? If this is really the case, can they still have dinner?
It is no longer an important thing to crowd out female disciples. If you really eat the food made by female disciples, sir, I think the problem is very serious.
Zhou Lan looked at his husband's eyes as if he were asking for help, and immediately stood in front of him and said to Chang Xi: "I am not marrying you, Chang Xi, to make you work hard. It's better to let Dagui and the others do it. As long as you are here
Just some pointers are enough."
The husband nodded: "Are you a housewife? Just giving you a general direction is enough."
In the face of life, no matter how tough your husband is, you have to be convinced. There is no need to embarrass yourself if you are celebrating the New Year.
Although this female disciple seems to be a virtuous and virtuous person who knows how to work in the kitchen, the husband has been exposed to it a lot and really understands that the female disciple is not this material.
Jiang Changxi: "Is it the Chinese New Year? I'm giving Dagui and the others a holiday. Sir, you have to believe in the apprentice's craftsmanship. It's just for the three of us, master and apprentice, to eat. The apprentice can still handle it."
The husband refused: "If there is nothing expensive to make, I can just let the kitchen lady make do with it."
Jiang Changxi looked solemnly at Sir, how could you be so distrustful of your own disciples? How can I be no better than a woman on the stove?
The teacher gave in to the disciple's eyes: "Otherwise, just give it a try, but you really don't have to embarrass yourself."
Jiang Changxi: "You can't get the complicated ones, but you can still get the simple ones. If you don't believe it, you can watch it. It's still early for dinner. Let's try it in the yard."
Husband: "No, I really don't need it, just stay in the kitchen." Why are you messing around during the Chinese New Year?
So in the kitchen, Jiang Changxi put the stewed chicken pieces, pork belly, mushrooms, ham, bean sprouts, fish balls, and pickled vegetables that Dagui had prepared into a jar, then added Sichuan peppercorns, chili peppers, and salt, and started cooking on the fire.
The husband pulled the male disciple to look out the window. Is this rude operation really edible?
Zhou Lan looked anxious and wanted to help his wife cook, but unfortunately his husband didn't allow it. The gentleman was far away from the kitchen, and his husband was very insistent on this and was afraid that his male disciple would wash his hands and make soup for his female disciple in the future.
Jiang Changxi also made three steamed buns and heated them in a pot.
He clapped his hands and said proudly to his husband and Zhou Lan: "Just take a look."
The husband really didn’t see what was so good about it, that cooking could be so simple. How to eat everything when it’s all put together? What’s the taste?
When the teacher tried to test his female disciple, he asked, "Are you good at this? Isn't it too simple?"
Jiang Changxi: "It's just cooking, how difficult can it be."
Of course, you can't be picky about the taste, but the taste you made this time is definitely not bad. After all, it's chicken soup that's made expensively.
Zhou Lan: "No, I want to say that it is a little simpler if there is only one dish like this and steamed buns."
Jiang Changxi was very embarrassed and did not consider this issue: "It's more about the essence than the excess."