What does a teacher need?

What is needed is absolute authority!

Let you imitate, who made you surpass?

Seeing that the speed of the car soared to one hundred and eighty yards, An Xiaoxiao, who ran over his face, Li Shixin, who felt that his driving skills were inferior, silently raised his slap.

Syllable!

Ah!

o( ̄TT ̄*)ゞ: "Teacher, why do you want to do such a poisonous thing to the disciples?"

"Because you know so much. ”

slapped An Xiaoxiao on the wall, Li Shixin straightened his neckline and waved his hand at a group of old fans.

After a sympathetic look at Ann's tabloids, the Sunset Red Sightseeing Group ...... Officially opened.

......

Considering the physical strength of a group of old fans, Li Shixin did not choose to visit the capital on foot.

But instead of taking the giant pit dad's taxi, he bought a bus brochure at the newsstand, and took a group of old fans to board the bus in a random area.

In fact, Li Shi understands it in his confidence, and a group of old fans also understands it in his heart. This trip to the capital is actually to distract oneself. It doesn't matter what you eat, the most important thing is to have fun.

In the previous life, Li Shixin didn't understand this mood, but now that he has crossed into the shell of this old man, and has been dealing with a group of old fans for so long, he is like a mirror in his heart.

For the elderly, many of the times they do meaningless things - such as posting those chicken soup for the soul and marketing articles in the crowd at home, such as nagging their children and grandchildren about things they didn't want to hear when they were young, and then desperately clinging to a very boring thing and refusing to let go of their attachments......

Many times, I just want to prove my worth and not let my mind stay in this state of waiting for death.

The significance of old age is to avoid waiting for death to become the core of this stage.

In the morning, Li Shixin didn't deliberately take the old fans to play, but just walked a few places casually. Take a walk around several scenic spots in the old city reserve of the capital.

After taking a ton of scissorhands photos for the old fans, he took everyone directly to the glass factory.

looked at a group of old fans according to the "What is the asking price of the object, and directly cut ninety percent." The boss didn't agree to add five dollars, so he agreed to turn around and leave. In front of the major carpets in the antique market, which are full of fakes, God blocks and kills God and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, and Li Shixin is very pleased.

That's right!

What kind of Great Wall are you going to climb with your old arms and legs?

It's not your forte!

How good is that?

The skills that have been cultivated in the vegetable market for decades are killing all over the place, this is the right place!

It's noon.

I swept a lot of handicrafts at a low price, and looked at the old fans who knew that they were fakes and couldn't smile from ear to ear, and they found a restaurant nearby.

The plaque on the restaurant says "Authentic Jajangmyeon", but it's not authentic at all. Twenty-eight yuan a bowl of fried noodles, the noodles are three kinds of bean sprouts, cucumbers, and shredded radish, but fortunately, the noodles are not fooled, and the amount given is quite sufficient. And the waiter saw a group of elderly people coming to eat, and specially instructed the noodles in the kitchen to cook for a while.

A group of old fans who had just swept the goods and were still interested in eating Xili snoring, but looking at the soft noodles in the big bowl, Li Shixin instantly lost his appetite.

After a dozen attempted ridges, he was allergic to everything that was strip-shaped, soft-collapsed.

"Waiter, come have a rice sausage! Don't cut it, just serve it to me!"

"Yes, you don't need to cut a rice intestine, please!"

Looking at the swarthy rice sausage that the waiter served in an instant, Li Shixin nodded with satisfaction.

Complementing form with form, this is what the old man should eat!

"Hey, Shixin, look at the snuff bottle I just bought, how is the condition? The boss said that it was from the late Qing Dynasty, I don't think about it, but looking at the pulp, I guess it's also something from the Republic of China. ”

Just when Li Shixin was entangled with rice intestines, the old man Liu Feng on the side put down his chopsticks and put a small object in front of Li Shixin.

Seeing that Li Shixin was speechless with rice intestines in his mouth, the old man scolded his grandson who was pulling noodles on the side, "Grandson, tell me, how is the master's vision?"

"Cow batch!" Faced with the demand for sycophants, Liu Feng's grandson immediately put down his chopsticks and gave a thumbs up: "Master...... I even know the ....... of the slurry."

Seeing that Liu Feng's grandson held back for a long time, and didn't come up with a fart that suited the situation, everyone around him laughed.

As a result, the snuffbox in the old man's hand, seeing a layer of greasy pulp on it, and then looking at the jade skin of the snuff bottle, Li Shixin smiled and handed it back.

"How much did you buy it?"

"Fifteen thousand. ”

"Transaction price?"

"Seven hundred and five!"

"Brother Feng, haven't taken a bath for a few days?"

"Eh, grandson, how many days have it been?"

"Master, you haven't taken a bath for three days, and if you don't wash tonight, you'll become a stinky old man. Well, let's go back to the hotel in the evening and take a shower first, and then go out to play. ”

"I don't want it!"

Seeing Liu Feng's grandson baring two rows of white teeth and coaxing the old man to take a bath at night, Li Shixin smiled.

"The date of the pulping of this object is estimated to be about the same as the date of the pulp on your body, but the workmanship is okay, so keep it for fun. No loss. ”

"Hey, hey!"

didn't really point to the antiques to pick up the leaks, the old man held the snuffbox and was annoyed for a while, and after scolding a few words about the boss who sold the goods was better than Li Shixin's acting skills, he was also angry.

At this time, the old fans have almost eaten.

"Shixin, how did you arrange it in the afternoon?"

Facing Liu Feng's eyes that lit up again, Li Shixin smiled slightly, looked at An Xiaoxiao, who was reluctant to suck the fried sauce noodle soup on the side, and said happily: "Go to Luoguxiang in the afternoon, and let's eat there in the evening." ”

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The moment Li Shixin said this, An Xiaoxiao's eyes regained their brilliance.

Seeing that Xiao Nizi was happy, the old people who had just been cheated once in Luoguxiang yesterday were also happy.

A group of elderly people with an average age of 70 years old don't really care much about what they eat, and it's lively.

Seeing that An Xiaoxiao's group pet was happy, everyone had no opinion.

After cleaning up, after everyone collected the rags in the morning and left the hotel, Li Shixin opened the bus map.

Just when he was looking for the bus route from Liulichang to Luoguxiang, there was a commotion in front of the façade of the fried sauce noodle restaurant.

"Dad, am I still not your son? I spend a little 1 million a year to rent a storefront in the broken land of the Fourth Ring Road, and you occupy such a good land to build this Rausch Theater, do you have such a role to be an old man?"

"Bastard! The façade is the façade of Lao Tzu, which has been handed down by your grandfather and grandmother! In this generation, Lao Tzu is still the head of the household! Lao Tzu can do whatever he wants! I will open a theater if I am happy, and when Lao Tzu is in a good mood, maybe it will be changed to a bathhouse, can you control it?"

"Dad, what are you talking about? I don't care? I really don't want to care about you, I! If you have the ability, don't go to my hotel to sing? You go to my front foot to make the restaurant a miasma, more than 3,000 bottles of Moutai said to give it away, you will give it away, take my things and pretend to be uncle, eat and wipe clean, and you are you and I am me. I deserve to be my son?"

"Little bunny, settle accounts with your father, right? Bastard, you don't move! I can't kill you and me today!"

Putting down the map and looking at the door with the "Peking Opera Stage" hanging on the side, an old man in his sixties picked up a thousand-layer cloth shoe and jerked it at the head of a middle-aged man, Li Shixin frowned.

Just as he was looking at how the old man looked and felt good, the neighbors on the side stepped forward to persuade him.

"Old Sun, what are you doing here? I'm not so angry with my son! ”

"Old grandson, what the child said is actually true. Huizi does catering, how can there be a large flow of customers at the end of our Liuli Factory in the Fourth Ring Road. With such a good façade, you're a little blind in theater. Let's not talk about catering, you just rent out for two or three million a year, isn't he also money! When he is old, he has to reduce the burden on his children. ”

"Yes, Lao Sun, this street, which store do you see that doesn't make money? It's not worth it, we've seen it in our eyes in the past few years, and we've told you several times. You, retire, if you like this drama, play your own, and let the children do some serious things. ”

Faced with the persuasion of a group of old neighbors, the angry old man threw the soles of his shoes to the ground and bowed slightly.

"Brothers, I know you're talking clearly. But don't get involved in our housework!"

Looking at the old man's bowing appearance, Li Shixin was happy.

Don't you invite yourself to drink Moutai, that old student!

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