When Mr. Da spoke, he still had some control over it: "Even if I am willing to accept a disciple and teach you how to write, your father must prepare the etiquette of becoming a disciple. You cannot become a disciple and borrow someone else's opportunity."
Jiang Changle was happy and immediately saluted: "Disciple, please pay homage to Sir. My sister will help me make up the rest. My sister and brother-in-law are none other than others."
Then he smiled at Zhou Lan and said, "Senior brother."
Oops, Zhou Lan felt that at this moment, his brain was hard to use. He could do whatever his brother-in-law asked him to do: "Yes, it's not someone else."
For the first time, Zhou Lan knew that his brother-in-law's mouth could be so sweet to him.
Mr. Jiang San saw that his husband was still in control, so he found fault: "You kept saying that you disliked my Jia Changle for being too young."
Mr. Wenzhai: "I've already accepted one, do you still care about accepting one more? I'm just learning to write, and my disciples can do it for me."
Therefore, the brother-in-law becomes the junior disciple, and the brother-in-law has to teach the disciples on behalf of the master.
Jiang Changle suddenly wasn't so happy anymore. He looked at his husband one by one, saying, "How can you be lazy?"
In return, Mr. Jiang San laughed loudly: "Silly boy, you are lucky."
Mr. Digest cherishes his talent and is really satisfied with Chang Le: "With such qualifications, don't let me delay you."
The old patriarch looked at the ignorant child of the Jiang family. What kind of qualifications did he have to say this?
I feel that the eldest son of the second bedroom of the Zhou family is amazing. He can still take care of the children even though everyone is gone. It’s a pity that the second bedroom of the Zhou family is really short-sighted.
Jiang Changxi had prepared a banquet long ago. Zhou Lan and Xiao Changle served as disciples beside the elders.
Mr. Jiang San looked at his uncle and son with great satisfaction.
The old patriarch said that if he had children and grandchildren like him, they would wake up laughing even if they drank two more glasses of wine.
Master Jiang San said: "Sir, did you hear that such juniors are actually your disciples? Congratulations to you."
Mr. Qiu unexpectedly admitted this: "Same joy, same joy."
After the banquet, the husband entered the state of being a teacher: "I have delayed my studies today. You should do your homework earlier. You can't slack off again tomorrow."
Zhou Lan and Jiang Changle: "Disciples don't dare anymore."
After seeing off the old patriarch, Mr. Jiang San and Mr. Digest went hand in hand to the courtyard where Mr. Jiang lived. Jiang Changxi had already prepared water and wine there.
Mr. Digest praised Jiang Changxi highly in front of Master Jiang San: "Despite his young age, he is very capable. I have seen in the past two days that the village is very organized. Even the water and wine can be prepared in advance."
Praise Mr. Jiang San for being such a good girl.
Mr. Jiang San: "What is this? There are many caring things about my daughter."
Mr. Digest didn't want to speak. This mad man never knew what modesty was.
Mr. Jiang San: "Don't believe it, just target my daughter. It won't be a loss for you to be my uncle's husband. I'm not bragging. You will know after you get to know her."
A semi-reclusive celebrity and a wild man got together and drank water and wine for most of the night.
If the husband hadn't remembered that there were still disciples to teach tomorrow, maybe the two of them could have enjoyed it and drank until dawn.
Mr. Digest and Mr. Jiang San both rested at Mr.'s side.
When he woke up early the next morning, Mr. Digest found that his bedding and everything were different.
He raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, is there still a difference between the treatment of this master and the husband?
Then when I got up in the morning, the person serving me was no longer a mother-in-law, but a boy, using balsam.
This is a little bit beyond Mr.'s expectations. There is no need to be so meticulous if it exceeds the specifications.
After washing, I had breakfast with Mr. Jiang San. There was no change in the food.
Mr. Digest: "You are such a delicate girl. The boy even helped me get ready."
Mr. Jiang San: "The head of the Zhou family sent him this morning. He is a little boy who has some knowledge of writing. He said that he does not ask for guidance from the teacher, but he wants to be able to serve by his side and be taught by him."
Mr. Digest: "That's not good."
Mr. Jiang San: "My daughter doesn't think it's good either. She just said, yes, my husband has his own boys to serve him. They can't make the decision. It doesn't mean that there are boys around you. Don't scare the ignorant children.
baby."
Mr. Wenzhai nodded happily. There was a boy next to him, and he didn't accept it casually: "Well, I can be a companion for Chang Le."
Mr. Jiang San laughed and said, "Originally I chose Chang Le as my playmate. I didn't dare to make the husband work hard. I just said yes and asked the husband to introduce a wife to teach in the clan. It would be convenient for Chang Le to practice calligraphy and reading with the little baby."
Mr. Digest also felt that this was a way to help my uncle gain a foothold in the clan: "You, old father-in-law, have really taken a lot of trouble."
Mr. Jiang San: "I really didn't bother to worry about your disciple and my daughter."
Mr. Digest nodded frequently: "If you really care about the two children, I can still introduce you to this wife."
He didn't even eat, so he wrote a letter and asked the boy to deliver it to the housekeeper.
Mr. Jiang San: "How can you settle down in this village?"
Mr. Digest: "I think it's pretty good. The food is good, the accommodation is good, and I can see that these little kids are doing well, so I thought about taking on a disciple. It's good to be here."
Master Jiang San: "I'm afraid that after the famous post incident, you won't be able to rest here."
Mr. Digest: "Don't be afraid, who would know I'm here. Just come here less frequently."
Master Jiang San: "If you don't want to see anyone, I'll say hello to the old patriarch."
Mr. Wenzhai: "It's not that I'm being disrespectful. It doesn't have to be that way."
Master Jiang San: "My son-in-law is Tong Chang Le, I will leave it to you."
Mr. Wenzhai said to himself, "That's my apprentice. I don't trust you to lead him. I've led him astray."
Mr. Wenzhai went directly to teach his disciples. Mr. Jiang San went to the inner courtyard to talk to his daughter.
Looking around, I saw that the place was well-kept, so I felt a lot more relieved: "You are someone who can take good care of yourself. Your mother and I can rest assured. Don't cause trouble. Of course, you are not afraid of causing trouble. With your master here, you can
Protect you."
Jiang Changxi: "Dad, my daughter is not a troublemaker."
Mr. Jiang San listened to these words: "I am mainly afraid of wronging my son. You have a father and a brother, so you don't have to wrong yourself. Your mother and I are going out. Over there in the house, if you want to go back, you can
If you don't want to go back, don't go back. Those women, just pretend they don't exist."
Followed: "Of course, if something happens, just go back and ask for help. Your uncle won't dare not help."
Jiang Changxi: "Dad, how can I be so stupid? We will farm and study in Zhuangzi honestly, and we won't cause any trouble."
Mr. Jiang San couldn't help but sneered at his daughter: "You have cut off the supply of goods to Zhou's store, and you still say there is no right and wrong. Why are you so big-hearted?"