Later, Wang Bolun's parents appeared and took him away, Wang Husheng didn't worry about it, he generally does not accept children with fathers and mothers as apprentices, although Wang Bolun has good talents, but he is not so outstanding. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, a few days later, Wang Husheng saw Wang Bolun wandering farther on the road again, and when asked about him, he said that his parents didn't want him anymore. It turned out that Wang Bolun was not biological, but a couple did not have a child bought for many years after marriage.

Who knows that not long after buying Wang Bolun, he gave birth to his own child, so he saw that Wang Bolun was very unpleasant, his own child was loved in every way, and other people's children were beaten and scolded at will, and Wang Bolun was punished for not having dinner at every turn.

Wang Bolun's family status plummeted with the birth of his little brother, not to mention that the child is young and ignorant, even cats and dogs know who is good to him and who is not good to him. But even if he knew that the couple who adopted him were not his biological parents, what if they treated him badly, the world was big, and he didn't know where to find his biological parents.

Wang Husheng looked at Wang Bolun pitifully, so he went to ask the couple to ask him over, and of course paid some money.

"Here we go!" Chen Fanma responded, at this time, he had to strive to have a good relationship with every senior brother in the vase, and hoped that when the time came, they would see that they would be pleasing to the eye and help him say a few more kind words in front of Master Wang, so that Master Wang could change his mind and accept him as an apprentice.

"What's the matter, senior brother, you speak." Chen Pan patted his chest and said that although he was confused about kitchen matters, he had a tireless and studious heart, and he always made people feel good about making up for his clumsiness.

"You cut this meat, cut it into thin strips, and cut it like that." Wang Bolun called Chen Pan and called him unceremoniously, and gave Chen Pan a careful demonstration a few times.

"How, will it?" Wang Bolun is actually a little worried that Chen Pan will not do this, after all, in today's society, there are very few boys, even girls who can cook.

"I'll try." Chen Pan didn't dare to hold it up, and replied cautiously.

Wang Bolun nodded secretly, yes, he didn't pack a ticket for something he wasn't sure of, and he was dissatisfied with running the train, which was an advantage. Nowadays, many people generally love to blow, and drinking a little wine will be even more boundless, which can simply blow you doubt life and blow a new world for you.

Therefore, Chen Fan's honesty is rare in Wang Bolun's eyes.

Wang Bolun stared at Chen Pan for a while and found that this kid really couldn't cook, so he almost cut his fingers three times, cut his nails twice, and finally saw blood the last time.

Wang Bolun waved his hand to show his convincing, and told Chen Pan to quickly instigate the bloody finger in his mouth, and instigated several mouthfuls of blood until he couldn't instigate blood.

If the finger is generally injured, if the blood is not cleaned, the wound will have a feeling of swelling and pain, which is very uncomfortable and the most torturous pain. For a while, for a while. Although it was a small wound, it really hurt.

If you suck the blood from the wound of the injured finger in time, the wound will have a neat pain, and the pain is not so bad, as long as you don't try to break open the wound and don't get the wound wet, the wound will heal quickly.

This is also the reason why many people on TV have injured their fingers, and another person will appear in time to catch the wound of the person with the injured finger and suck it violently. Although this may also be a foreshadowing for the emotional development of male and female pigs' feet, this is more of a little common sense in life.

But Chen Pan obviously doesn't have such a little common sense, because he never has to cook at home, and he can't tell his mother when he occasionally breaks his fingers, which leads to his mother never telling him this little common sense.

Therefore, Chen Pan found that after doing what Wang Bolun said and sucking up the blood in his fingers, the original pain of jumping in the injured place was immediately gone, and the expected swelling pain turned into a mild and acceptable pain.

The injured Chen Pan didn't have to do anything, just waited for the vase of flowers to be cooked and the dishes were served, which made him very ashamed. I wanted to go to the fire, but the fire was dying after a few burns. He was also teased by firewood into a big flower face.

It's just nothing to do, I've never felt so inferior.

It seems that it is really not easy to worship Master Wang as a teacher, at least you must be able to chop wood, cook rice, wash clothes, sweep the floor and do housework.

But why don't you have to do anything in a vase?

Chen Pan looked at the east and west with an unconvinced expression, and walked here and west for a while, touched there for a while, and went to beat Master Wang's back for a while. It's just idleness, and I don't do anything serious. Everyone still likes what she likes.

Sure enough, women are privileged, and there is, scarcity is expensive, don't you see a girl with a vase here? There's no way, if you don't recognize it, you have to pinch your nose and admit it.

A large table of colorful and fragrant meals was quickly cooked. The small bottle of gluttonous drool, it has been a long time since I have eaten the meal that the senior brothers cooked together, and the smell wafting in the air at random smells that I have an appetite.

Wang Husheng sat on the main seat with a smile, Yan Chixia was on his left, the flower vase was on his right, and then there were seats arranged in order, so Chen Pan sat with the flower vase. Because everyone is sitting at a round table. After all, such a large table of people, it is really not possible to have a large round table with a large capacity.

Even if this is a large round table that can accommodate eighteen people to sit down at the same time, it is full at the moment, after all, most of the people present are big men with big shoulders and round waists, which is not the same as the young boy who was just accepted by Wang Husheng as an apprentice in the past.

Wang Husheng was very emotional, so many young men have grown so big in the blink of an eye, and he still remembers that when they entered the door one by one, they were all trembling with lonely little bodies.

"Master, I would like to toast you. I wish you old happiness such as the East China Sea, longevity than Nanshan. Yan Chixia first respectfully and happily raised her glass to express her blessings to Wang Husheng.

Wang Husheng craned his neck with a smile, and a glass of wine went down his stomach.

"Master, I would like to toast you and wish you a prosperous old age and a prosperous future." Li Jiaming also raised his glass to congratulate Wang Husheng with a smile on his face.

Wang Husheng raised his glass and tilted his neck happily, and another glass of wine went down his stomach. He didn't frown. It's like drinking water.

"Master. I salute your old man's cup, I wish you all the best in your old heart! The third senior brother Wang Huayuan also stood up in order, and picked it up in time after Li Jiaming finished toasting. At this moment, he looked at Wang Husheng with a respectful face, the master he regarded as his own father.