The tenth day of the Lunar New Year is finally here.
The streets and alleys are still decorated with lights.
The Spring Festival couplets and banners were hung high, and the atmosphere was full of joy. During the New Year, there was still a strong feeling of the New Year.
The coldness was diluted by the joy of warmth.
The tenth day of the Lunar New Year——
The day of the Tianyun Mountain Sect’s big gathering.
All the helmsmen and protectors will gather together to raise glasses and change glasses.
Lin Ping held Lin Xun's little hand, and the father and son came to the main helm to report early. The journey was not far, and Lin Ping was thinking about Chang Shisan, who was seriously injured, so he rode over here after breakfast early in the morning.
After having breakfast and walking around for a few times, Chang Shisan returned to the room.
He had to take a good rest and recuperate enough energy to cope with the grand party in the evening. After a serious injury, physical recovery would still take a while, so he could only try to save his energy as much as possible.
Upon hearing the announcement, Shaoan hurried over to greet Lin Ping.
Wearing a dark red robe, embroidered with fine stitches, Lin Ping is still full of energy even though he is nearly fifty years old, and his legs and feet are nimbler than the average young man.
Lin Xun and his father's clothes are exactly the same in terms of color and design.
The father and son not only look alike, they also have similar feelings in their gestures.
Shaoan: "Uncle Lin, you're here, please come in, please come in!"
Lin Ping: "Smelly little, um, where is Thirteen?"
Shaoan: "Brother Thirteen is in the room. I'll take you there."
Lin Ping: "How is his physical recovery?"
Shaoan: "I'm recovering well and can move freely. My physical strength is still not very good. I estimate it will take another month."
Lin Xun knocked on the door gently: "Master, are you asleep? My father wants to see you, is it convenient?"
Chang Shisan bowed and slowly opened the quilt covering his body: "Come in."
Chang Shisan was wearing a loose robe, without a belt around his waist. It was loose but had a gentle temperament.
The long hair falls on the shoulders, dark and shiny, and has not yet been tied up.
Lin Xun: "Master!"
Chang Shisan took two steps forward and bowed down respectfully: "Shisan has met Uncle Lin."
Lin Pingzi looked at it carefully and circled around him twice. He then looked at the quilt on one side, which was placed loosely on the bed, thinking that Thirteen had just gotten up.
Lin Ping: "Quick, lie down. I just came to see you, so I can rest assured that you are fine."
Chang Shisan took two steps toward the main hall: "Shisan is fine, let's sit and chat."
Lin Xun quickly took out a thick cotton robe from the cabinet, stood on tiptoes, and put the robe on Chang Shisan.
Chang Shisan: "Pour tea for your father."
Lin Xun: "Okay!"
So obedient.
Lin Ping thought: Hey, this guy Lin Xun has never poured me tea twice at home. He has always been waited on. Now he seems to be more diligent, huh?
Lin Xun has always been the pampered young master at home. But whenever he comes to Chang Shisan's side, he can always get rid of all the laxity in his body.
He respected and feared Chang Shisan. What's more, Chang Shisan had always been strict with himself. With this master's example, Lin Xun gradually changed himself.
Chang Shisan: "I used to say that I would be fined with alcohol on the Thirteenth Year to make amends for your sins. Now that Shisan is like this, you can't even drink wine."
After saying this, I secretly drank it more than once. I smelled like I was walking and was caught on the spot by Shaoan, who scolded me bloody.
Lin Ping: "Hey, forget it, it's in the past. I'm not a fussy person either. Just remember to take out the best private wine today. Hahaha."
Chang Shisan's face darkened, hum!
My private wine collection is being watched by you "drunkard" every day. While I'm guarding you, I also have to guard against Yu He. By the way, it's a shame that Wei Su didn't come back! Well, Wei Su came back today...
One by one, hum!
I was drinking my private wine during the Chinese New Year, and I was watching from the sidelines? No, I had to take a sip secretly, just one sip.
Chang Shisan put on a relaxed expression again: "That's natural. You can drink today, Uncle Lin, but you must be polite. Ha."
Lin Ping: "There must be wine in my room too."
Chang Shisan agreed calmly: "Yeah."
At the annual gathering, everyone is so drunk that they don’t even recognize their relatives. Naturally, the chief executive has to arrange a room for them to rest at night, and um... there is also the indispensable sobering soup.
Lin Ping: "I'm going to go play chess with Qiu Yao. I'll leave first and come back in the evening. Just look for my son."
Lin Xun snatched the words: "Stay!"
Chang Shisan stood up: "Okay, you go slowly, Shisan won't see you off."
With this, Lin Ping's visit was completed.
Chang Shisan glanced at Lin Xun twice: "What are you doing if you stay?"
Yes, he wanted to rest. Lin Xun, well, he really didn't have time to spend time with this kid. Chang walked to the bed in a few steps, took off his shoes slowly, and lay down steadily.
Lin Xun: "Master, does your wound still hurt?"
Seven or eight days have passed since the last bloodletting. He will soon be over the pain he has to endure.
Chang Shisan: "It doesn't hurt if you don't touch it, what's wrong?"
Lin Xun came up to him and lay down in front of the bed, looking eagerly at his master in trance.
A pair of stupid eyes staring at me made me feel uncomfortable even if I closed my eyes.
Chang Shisan: "Is something wrong?"
Lin Xun suddenly flashed his big eyes twice and Nuo Nuo said: "Master, is Xun'er good?"
Forehead……
you……
Whether you are good or not is none of my business?
Besides, I haven’t seen you in more than ten days. How do I know whether you are good or not?
Lin Xun asked again: "Are you good or not?"
Chang Shisan: "...Um, um. What, what, happened?"
Lin Xun suddenly frowned tightly, with anger and grievance: "I am so good, why don't you take me to the ancestral hall to formally become a disciple?! How long do you have to make me wait! Ahhhh! It's too long! I'm sorry
No more!"
That one, my teacher forgot...
It’s been too long, so I just “forgot” it as a matter of course, oh oh.
Not entering the ancestral hall to formally become a disciple is like two people getting together without having a wedding - it's very disturbing.
I have been recuperating from my injuries since I came back, but I didn’t expect that I would have to take Lin Xun to the ancestral hall for a formal apprenticeship ceremony.
Well, it was my teacher's negligence.
Today is also the day I go to talk to Xiao Dong every year. A New Year’s visit? It’s considered.
Chang Shisan: "Then go today."
Lin Xun's eyes gleamed: "Really?! Today! You must keep your word!"
Chang Shisan: "Wake me up half an hour before lunch, and I will take you to the ancestral hall. Before that, I have to rest. No matter who comes to greet or visit, don't let them in. Do you understand?
?”
Lin Xun: "Okay! We will never let them disturb Master's rest!"
Chang Shisan smiled slightly and said inadvertently: "Good disciple, haha."