() "What are you arguing about?" After knocking for a long time, Wang Sen opened a crack in the door and poked his head out, "It's delaying me from absorbing the moonlight essence!"
"Hey! Are you at home?" He greeted Wang Sen enthusiastically that day, and at the same time squeezed in regardless, "Master, master, come with me."
Wang Sen wanted to stop him, but he was alone and weak. When a group of people went in, he, the master, was pushed out of the door.
"Master, look at this." That day he pointed at the gold-painted and black-lacquered coffin in the center of the room, showing off, "I'm not lying to you? This thing must be more than seven years old?"
Ni Bamei rushed to the coffin, stretched out her unwashed hands after eating the sweet potatoes, and caressed the coffin board lovingly. "Not bad, good stuff, suitable for me. When the old man in our family left, I took a broken straw mat.
I rolled it up for him and threw it into the sea. If he knows that I will sleep with you in the future, he will crawl back from the vagina and fight with me. It’s really good, and it smells good of salted fish!”
Su Jinchi blew his nose twice, frowned and said, "It seems to have a weird smell. Wang Sen, why did you close the coffin lid so tightly for nothing? This thing needs to be ventilated frequently." With that, he started to lift it.
Coffin lid.
Wang Sen pushed through the crowd and rushed to the coffin to press the lid: "Why are you molesting my bed?"
Ni Bamei raised her head and looked at Wang Sen, who was fair and fair, and said with a sinister smile: "Eey-eye-eye, is it yours? Not bad, not bad, it suits me."
That day, Wang Sen, who was furious, tried to comfort him: "Everyone can use this thing, but it has a first-come, first-served basis, right? You are still young, and you are not as anxious as my master, right? Besides, my master
She took it and used it for its proper purpose. The older it is, the better. You are using it as furniture. As for furniture, of course it should be new. Let Su Dafu and Su Erfu buy you a new one later.
, European style, luxury type, kingsize, not simple at all..."
Adjectives were still piling up that day, and the coffin lid was pushed open violently. Luo Li quickly jumped out of the coffin, took two deep breaths, straightened her messy clothes, and then said solemnly: "I can't do it anymore, I'm about to
bored to death."
As soon as the coffin lid was opened, an indescribable odor of sealed and fermented food hit his nostrils. Wen Huiyi covered her nose and stepped back, smiling knowingly: "I'm telling you! Wang Sen usually wants to be clean, so why is there such a thing in the house?"
It smells like salted fish...so that's what it is, hehe."
Su Jinchi didn't know what was going on, so he came closer to the coffin, sniffed it, and then started to rummage around: "Are you hiding in the coffin to pickle salted fish? Where is the salted fish?"
"Today is the fifteenth day?" Ni Bamei looked at the moon outside the window and nodded in understanding. Then she looked at Wang Sen and Luo Li, pushed the coffin, and asked worriedly, "Apprentice, you
Do you want to send this coffin back to the shop for reinforcement? Will they loosen the tenons?"
Luo Li didn't care, but Wang Sen was blushing with shame. Today is a full moon night, this is his room, and Luo Li climbed out of his "bed". Until now, it's all in vain.
While everyone was taunting and laughing, Qian Hao's voice came from downstairs: "Are you all at home? Huh? Why do you put a tar bucket at the gate?"
Hearing the sound, Ni Bamei hid behind the curtains of the balcony, her fierce face showing a girlish shyness: "Oh! It's Xiao Haohao? Why is he here?"
"Little...Haohao?" Even Wang Sen forgot to be ashamed, and everyone's face looked like they had just swallowed a fly.
She was the first to recover that day and explained to everyone: "Master is one hundred and seven years old. To her, old money is indeed a small... Haohao."
Then, he turned to Ni Bamei and said: "Little... Haohao is our chief doctor and comes here often. Master, do you want me to capture him and make him your eighth apprentice?"
"Go! Don't be troublesome!" Ni Bamei replied coyly, "I don't want this old ghost to be my apprentice."
"Dead old ghost?" No matter how stupid he was that day, he could hear something unusual in this. He lowered his voice and said to his friends, "Don't be impatient. I'll go meet this little Haohao. Don't worry, Wang Sen. If
I guessed right, the chastity of your coffin has been preserved."
Wang Sen squatted down beside the coffin with his head in his hands and regretted his mistake. Luo Li patted him on the shoulder understandingly, acting like a hostess, and nodded to that day: "That's okay.
It’s all up to you.”
When I went down to the first floor that day, I saw Qian Hao standing still, poking his head around and sniffing around. He first greeted me warmly that day: "Huh? Old Qian is here? Why don't you come up and sit down?"
"Where's Xiao Su? He asked me to help you change the blood collection limit. I just finished it." Qian Hao answered with a suspicious look on his face, "Why do I seem to smell a salted fish smell?"
"Oh, there is a salted fish, someone gave it to me." I thought it was a good idea that day. Could it be that this meat head has no nose hairs and its sense of smell is greatly enhanced? "Come on, come on, everyone is on the second floor."
"A gift from someone?" Qian Hao muttered as he climbed up the stairs that day, "Then I can rest assured, the old thief will never give away the salted fish he got."
I was secretly amused by what I heard that day, and I deliberately said loudly: "That salted fish was a gift from my master. My master is so kind that he accepted seven of us as apprentices. Not only did he not take any money from us, but he also brought us a salted fish.
Nourishing and nourishing.”
"Oh?" Qian Hao sighed, "There are still many good people in this world. You must learn from the master."
"We have made up our minds a long time ago. No matter how difficult it is, we will work hard. We must carry forward our Ni Shiliu and let the master's reputation for virtue and skill be passed down through the ages."
"Ni...Shiliu?" Qian Hao's footsteps suddenly slowed down, "Haven't you heard of it?"
"Oh, it's new." The tone got louder and louder that day, and could be heard outside Qianjin Tower. "My master's surname is Ni, and her late husband's surname is Shi, so she is called..."
Before he finished speaking that day, Qian Hao had already turned around and ran away. He was chasing after him that day, downstairs in the blink of an eye, and chased him out of the courtyard gate of Qianjin Tower.
"Don't run? Why are you running?"
"Is your master Ni Ma?"
"Hey! Do you two know each other? It just so happens that her old man is here, and you want to come and reminisce about old times together?"
"Hey! How did you bring this old thief back?" After hearing this, Qian Hao ran faster, not looking like a man in his fifties.
That day I yelled: "Stop! Xiao-hao-hao-!"
As expected, Qian Hao stopped, turned back to Tian Tian, and said angrily: "Okay! You did it on purpose!"
That day, he didn't care about anything. He patted Qian Hao on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't say that, I'm here to check your reputation on behalf of my master."
"Talk? There is no wind here!" Qian Hao was still angry and said fiercely, "Don't get involved in this matter!"
"What exactly are you dissatisfied with my master?"
"What dissatisfaction? She...she does have something satisfying about her?"
That day I started counting my master’s strengths: “Well, my master is very skilled in martial arts?”
"Yes! She is very skilled in martial arts!" Qian Hao sneered at this, "In the past, when Lao Shitou was still alive, she was famous for beating her husband on Pearl Six Islands. It has been spread for seventy or eighty years!"
"She is thrifty and well-managed?"
"Yes! She is diligent and thrifty! She goes around stealing salted fish from others when she has nothing to do. All the fishermen and dry goods shops on the island have suffered from her!"
"...She, she has a pair of beautiful and moving big eyes." That day, I searched hard for Ni Bamei's advantages. "Pretty?"
"But apart from her eyes, is there anything else about her that looks like a human being?"
"I cannot agree with this." He said seriously that day, "There must be many parts of her body that you haven't seen. How can you conclude that there are no longer one or two parts of her body that are particularly beautiful without seeing them?"
Qian Hao said angrily: "Do you know how old she is?"
"One hundred and seven."
"Does an old woman who is over a hundred years old still have the beauty that you can expect?"
"Plastic surgery is possible. Plastic surgery is now popular among middle-aged and elderly women. And you are a doctor after all."
"But I'm only in my early fifties, and she can already be my nainai!" Qian Hao cried out, "Even if I can draw skin, why would I be able to draw a nainai?"
"Oh my, you have to take a longer view!" That day, he hugged Qian Hao's shoulders tightly and looked up into the distance, "Now you are fifty years old and Master is one hundred years old. Relatively speaking, there is a slight difference; but;
When you are five hundred and she is five hundred and fifty, the distance between them will not be so obvious."
Qian Hao shook off Tian's hand and continued to move forward: "Keep it for yourself. In five hundred years, the gap between you and her will not be big."
Seeing Qian Hao leaving again that day, he was forced to use his trump card: "Xiao - Hao - Hao -"
Qian Hao turned back again and stared at the day fiercely: "Are you done yet?!"
That day, he calmly raised his hand and stroked the three hairs on Qian Hao's head, and said leisurely: "It seems that they haven't grown again since then? You have to keep these three hairs well, I'm afraid they won't have the chance to grow again in the future."
"You! You are a threat!"
"Oops! As far as I know, Wen Huiyi is a person who respects teachers. How can she treat the bald head of a man who broke her master's heart?"
Qian Hao's momentum immediately weakened and he begged: "Master, can you do it? I really can't marry such a woman back home?"
That day, he put his arm around Qian Hao's shoulders again and led him back reluctantly: "Dr. Qian, you are a smart man, we might as well speak more clearly. No one is forcing you to marry my master back home.
Huh? The purpose of the rest of us is just to learn some skills from her. I think this way, while we are learning skills, you will serve as our tuition..."
Qian Hao asked pitifully: "How much does the tuition cost?"
He smacked his lips that day: "Tsk? I told you to be smarter! Master, although she is greedy for money, can she ask you to charge? Even if she must charge, won't you pay for the tuition with your own flesh and blood?"
"Repay in flesh? Such a big sacrifice?"
"I won't let your sacrifice be in vain. Let Wen Huiyi hit your head ten times every day!"
"Too little! At least this number!" Qian Hao stretched out a hand to gesture.
Why do you like this trick today? I had to take action again that day: "Hey!"
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
"Hey - deal!" That day and Qian Hao's hands finally came together.