Zhou Lan was happy inside, but shy on his face: "Sir, my wife will thank you sir."
The gentleman really didn't bother to look at his disciple's childlike behavior, so he gave his name card to Zhou Lan: "Put it with your wife. Return it to me when you have achieved fame, so that you won't be bullied by others."
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Zhou Lan's eyes were red, this was such a huge affection.
The old gentleman was very disgusted: "It's embarrassing for a man to act like a little girl. He is also my disciple."
And now, in the eyes of Mr. Zhou, Zhou Lan and Chang Le are the two who receive gifts from their apprentices. Female disciples are his favorites and are more likely to be filial to their master.
Jiang Changle added: "My sister won't behave like a child at all times? My sister is as good as a man."
The good atmosphere was ruined in this way. Zhou Lan rubbed his nose, feeling embarrassed.
The husband looked at Chang Le and felt helpless: "Go and write." Fortunately, your sister is married. Otherwise, if your sister is really a man, your father would be worried.
Jiang Changle: "Sir, didn't you say that you can arrange half a day by yourself?"
The husband nodded: "But you accepted your father's job." First of all, you have to respect your own conscience. If you accept money from others, you have to be responsible for their children.
Jiang Changle ran away crying. He really ran away crying. He had agreed with his sister to find a playmate for him this afternoon.
How could sir be so unreasonable and vexatious?
After yesterday's banquet, the house had four dishes and one soup as usual.
My husband noticed that it seemed to be a little lighter and the taste was okay, but it was not very appetizing.
After eating, he expressed his opinion: "It seems a bit lighter."
Jiang Changxi, a half-disciple, can now eat with his husband: "Sir, at your age, you can't eat too heavy."
Jiang Changle: "We all had a light meal with Mr." It was so aggrieved that Zhou Lan was embarrassed to speak.
Husband: "You really don't have to be so aggrieved. When you are old enough to know your destiny, you should do whatever you want."
The main point of what I said was to the female disciple, that she was quite dissatisfied with this bland arrangement.
Jiang Changxi nodded: "When Mr. reaches the age where he can do whatever he wants, the disciple will adjust his diet."
The husband walked away with a sullen expression. Why weren't you so light at the beginning? It was only when your appetite whetted that you started to light up. That's really not cute.
If the master cheats you, he won't cherish it anymore.
Zhou Lan saw the expression on his face and helped his wife explain in front of him: "Isn't that the gentleman who has become a disciple? Naturally, I have to think more about his health."
This means that if you were not my husband, I would not care what you eat. Because we care about you, we have made the healthiest adjustments to your diet.
The old gentleman snorted angrily: "It's really hard for you."
He glared at the unlovable disciple, feeling angry after all.
My husband also found that the preserved fruits he likes are not that sweet anymore. The female disciple’s actual words are that high sugar is not good for you. If you eat some, it will leave a taste in your mouth, so just be satisfied.
The gentleman regretted it. Why did he think that the female disciple was favored? He was indeed old and dim. He obviously didn't like him at all.
The husband couldn't help but said to the female disciple: "Sir, do you know why I don't live in a temple?"
Jiang Changxi said calmly: "You can resign from the temple, but I'm afraid you won't be able to do this. Regarding diet, it's useless to talk about it. For this reason, I have consulted a famous doctor in Baoding Prefecture. Now I have the healthiest diet arrangement.
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It means that I am doing the right thing, and you cannot expel me from the school. You cannot resign, and the initiative is not with you.
Such a disciple is really rare, sir. He used some clever tricks on him and was a bit of a swindler.
Even if the teacher has a clever trick, he still doesn't greet his disciples. Outside, he still pretends to be a good person for the teacher. How cunning.
In the end, the teacher said with a sullen face: "Among the several disciples, you are now the best, and you have a thick skin."
Jiang Changxi didn't feel ashamed after hearing this, and nodded deeply: "Sir, you are wise, Chang Le is still too young. My husband should learn to put down his face. Being thick-skinned is a matter of course for a university. Please give me some advice, sir."
The old gentleman's beard was trembling. He said he didn't mean to anger him, but he didn't believe it.
Zhou Lan pulled Jiang Changxi and asked, "What are you talking about?" The husband was very angry.
Jiang Changxi said seriously: "Sir, please teach you some knowledge. It is the basic skills for living in the world."
The husband couldn't bear it anymore and said "nonsense" and then said: "The sages said that one must be able to endure hardships and endure hardships, only then can one become a master."
Jiang Changxi said in his heart, the meaning is similar. If you are hit, you have to stand up. Do you have to hold on with all your strength? You also have to hold up your face. It is commonly known as, the spirit is very strong.
Jiang Changxi reflected on himself: "What students are lacking in is their elegant language. This is also a kind of knowledge."
The teacher really lost her temper after being tormented by the female disciple. She quite understood her own strengths and weaknesses.
The meal made my husband very satisfied. After returning home, he had to admit that although what this female disciple said was not pleasant to listen to, being thick-skinned was a skill, regardless of whether it was in the officialdom or the vanity fair.
If she wasn't thick-skinned enough, how could this female disciple rely on her as her master? It seems to work.
Zhou Lan had never been so close to others, so he worriedly said to Jiang Changxi, "Sir, won't you be angry?"
Jiang Changle was beside him: "Brother-in-law, why are you using a suspicious tone? Sir, he is obviously angry."
Jiang Changxi pinched Chang Le's cheek: "Let's see if you are smart."
Zhou Lan also looked like he didn't know what to do. He knew that his husband was angry, but it was wrong for him to be so relaxed.
Jiang Changle also pinched his face carefully, mainly to check the thickness of his face: "Sister, don't worry about whether Mr. approves it or not. I must have learned it from you, but I am still young and my skin is tender. It will become thicker in the future.
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Jiang Changxi looked at Chang Le with a transcendent mood: "It's really hard for you. You don't have to learn. Don't worry."
Jiang Changle: "Why?"
Jiang Changxi: "There is really no need to learn things that are passed down from family."
Zhou Lan burst into laughter, the kind of laughter that came from the heart, and was not forced at all. There were two big babies in front of him.
Jiang Changxi looked at Zhou Lan: "Why are you laughing?"
Jiang Changle: "You should be jealous. If you don't cry, you should at least frown." After all, you don't seem to have this thing in your family.
Zhou Lan: "I'm sorry, my expression is wrong." He laughed loudly and chased his husband out.
The daughter-in-law and the brother-in-law can be careless, but it is better to go to the husband and help the daughter-in-law admit her mistake.
The old gentleman saw his disciple chasing him: "What are you going to do?"
Zhou Lan: "Disciple, come and bring tea and water to Sir."