noffsinger Chapter 1906 Aunt
Chapter 1906 Aunt
Xu Xu was feeling down. He took his bowl and went out into the yard, looking at the moon and sighing.
Xiao Bai was happily gnawing on a bone when he saw Cheng Xuri sighing heavily. After hesitating for a while, he finally reluctantly picked up the bone he had half-eaten and threw it to Cheng Xuri.
I'll give you a little something in return for bathing and feeding me these past few days.
Cheng Xuri looked at the bone and was overcome with grief.
One day, Xiaobai will be able to draw talismans, but he hasn't learned it yet, has he? Thinking about this makes me so sad, and tears are streaming down my face.
Zheng Shou stroked his beard, looked at Pan Ruoyong's talisman, and pursed his lips: "He has some talent, but not much."
Leo also went to take a look and exclaimed, "Your Chinese paintings are so strange."
It's even more abstract than his abstract paintings; at least he can't feel any emotion in it. What is this painting trying to express?
I never imagined there were paintings in this world that he couldn't understand, even though he's an abstract master.
Another person has been hit hard.
Pan Ruoyong looked at Caibao, then at Zheng Shou, and after mustering his courage for a long time, he finally said to Caibao, "Sister Caibao, can you teach me how to draw talismans?"
Treasure: ? ? ?
No, this was supposed to be a thank-you banquet, so why is it being used for personal purposes?
Before she could speak, Zheng Shou said, "You and she are not destined to be master and disciple, so don't even think about it."
Pan Ruoyong: ? ? ?
I didn't intend to become an apprentice; I just wanted to learn a few moves.
Caibao asked him, "Is your cooking delicious?"
Pan Ruoyong nodded: "My mom praised my skills, and I made these barnacles tonight."
He volunteered to help, as a way of avenging himself and his father.
"If I teach you how to draw talismans, will you cook delicious food for me from now on?"
"Is there a way?" Pan Ruoyong's eyes lit up like light bulbs: "I'll do it! Even if you don't teach me, I'll make it for you anytime you want to eat it."
Based on that sentence alone, Caibao liked him and immediately decided, "I won't accept it, but Huanghuang can."
Huang Haohui, who was engrossed in eating, looked completely bewildered: "Me?"
"Yes, Grandpa said your drawing is good." Caibao nodded.
Huang Haohui looked at Zheng Shou excitedly: "Grandmaster, really?"
Zheng Shou's face darkened. This silly child, why does he blurt out everything? He has to maintain his image as a strict teacher and never praises people easily.
It's quite embarrassing that Caibao exposed it in public.
Huang Haohui and Pan Ruoyong looked at Zheng Shou at the same time. He coughed, cleared his throat, and said, "It's not shameful, I guess."
His master has approved of him.
Huang Haohui was so excited that tears streamed down his face.
He had been following his master for several years, serving him hand and foot, but his master was a man with a naturally sour face, a sharp tongue, and a hard heart. He never gave him a kind look or said a kind word. He would scold him or beat him whenever he wanted.
Before following Zheng Shou, Huang Haohui was a successful person who had studied at a prestigious foreign university and had been a CEO for many years. But when he came to Zheng Shou, he was worthless and was scolded every day as if he were worse than a dog.
However, the fact that Zheng Shou used to scold him 800 times a day, but now he only scolds him 10 times at most, shows that he has made great progress.
He didn't care about being beaten or scolded. Following his master and Sister Caibao, he experienced a life he had never known before. He loved his current life and cherished it.
But deep down, he also wanted to do better, so that his master might finally recognize him?
Who would have thought that happiness would come so suddenly?
He was so excited that his lips were trembling.
Caibao tugged at his sleeve: "Huanghuang, are you willing?"
Huang Haohui was about to nod when Zheng Shou coughed again. He remembered what his master had taught him: in their line of work, one must never be eager to please in any aspect.
He immediately changed his expression and looked at Pan Ruoyong: "I don't accept just anyone."
Pan Ruoyong was startled and immediately knelt down before him: "Please, Master, accept me as your disciple. I promise to be obedient and dutiful, and do whatever you ask without hesitation. From now on, whatever Sister Caibao wants to eat, I will make it. If I don't know how, I can learn."
Damn, that last sentence was so powerful! Huang Haohui couldn't resist and almost nodded.
He quickly asked him, "Have you thought this through? If you become my apprentice, you'll have to come with me and won't be able to stay home with your parents anymore."
Pan Ruoyong hesitated for a moment, then looked at his mother. He was leaving, and the heavy burden of the family would fall on his parents' shoulders…
Sister-in-law Pan wiped her eyes and nodded encouragingly at him: "Go ahead, Yongzi, do whatever you want."
He's only a teenager; there's no need for him to spend his whole life like them, stuck in Baishi Village, unable to make a lot of money and with no future.
He's still young. Even if he doesn't succeed in his studies, he can always find another path.
Although they were only son, as long as he was doing well, his parents were always happy for him. He was a good child to begin with, and now that others had seen his good qualities, Sister-in-law Pan was so happy that tears streamed down her face.
With his mother's support, Pan Ruoyong knelt down without hesitation and kowtowed three times to Huang Haohui.
A talisman saved him from death. He wanted to learn such a magical and powerful thing. He really, really wanted to learn it.
Then, although Sister Caibao didn't receive any apprentices, she inexplicably gained a higher seniority.
Because Pan Ruoyong became her father's grand-disciple, he should call her his aunt.
Caibao disliked the name "Master Aunt" and said, "Just call me Sister Caibao."
Huang Haohui looked at her silently. "Master and disciple are of the same generation. Do you think that's appropriate?"
Fortunately, Pan Ruoyong was quick-witted and immediately called out, "Aunt Caibao."
Hmm, it doesn't sound too bad. Caibao thought for a moment, then reached into his grandfather's pocket. Zheng Shou had no choice but to let the little guy do as he pleased.
Caibao took two amulets from his grandfather and handed them to Pan Ruoyong: "Here, a little something for us."
Pan Ruoyong now understands the power of this talisman; his aunt has essentially given him two lives.
He respectfully accepted it and handed it to his mother, saying, "Keep this with Dad. I won't be able to be by your side in the future, so you must take good care of yourselves."
"This child!" Aunt Pan patted her son with amusement while wiping away her tears. "You're the child, and we're the children? Do you need to say that to us?"
Children from poor families mature early. My son is a good child, honest, sensible, and well-behaved, and he is also very filial and good to his older sister.
In their village, poor families usually have to give everything for their sons, exhausting all their resources to support them, buy them houses and cars, help them get married and have children, and eventually raise their grandchildren.
But in their family, it's different; all the children are treated the same, and no one has an obligation to sacrifice for anyone else.
The son, feeling that he hadn't achieved much in his studies, calmly returned home and worked hard to earn money to support his sister's university education, without any regrets.
My daughter is also very hardworking. She got into a prestigious university and works part-time to help ease the burden on the family. She also said that after graduation, she will find a good job and save money to repair the house for the family and help her younger brother get married.
Although they were poor, the whole family worked together, and their lives eventually got better and better.