Chapter 119: If you don't raise a horse for the Jade Emperor, how can you have the opportunity to be mad with him?

After Wang Mingyuan and a few people left, Guo Zhenlin sat on the chair and came to his senses, Guo Dalu didn't bother him, this kind of thing, after all, he had to face it himself once before it was truly complete, whether it was for his father or Wang Mingyuan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"How did you meet the lame man?"

Guo's father came back to his senses and did not let go of Guo Dalu.

Guo Dalu secretly complained, and then made up nonsense: "Actually, it's nothing at all, it's just that once our classmates had dinner in the private room of Yingxian Building, and then Tu Lame Man wanted to entertain a distinguished guest, and he needed our private room, and he also invited the owner of Yingxian Building to coordinate ......."

"Did you change with him?" asked Guo's father.

"That's right, we're all a group of high school students, there's no need to break that wrist with people in society," Guo Dalu said calmly, "At that time, I discussed with a few classmates and went to the hall, we can't afford to provoke, we can always hide." ā€

Guo's father approvingly: "You did the right thing." ā€

Guo Dalu secretly sighed, and couldn't help boasting in his heart: "I'm so witty, I can make up stories so well, should I consider writing novels in the future?"

However, as soon as this idea came to mind, he immediately shook his head and denied it.

Writing a novel is too brain-consuming, in addition to picking out the plot and making various outlines, you also have to arrange the text carefully and do brainstorming anytime and anywhere.

It's better to be a reader king quietly, chase your favorite novels every day, reward and vote when you're happy, and leave messages every minute to urge you to change when you're unhappy.

......

In the afternoon, Guo Dalu made two massage chairs in the work shed, and these two chairs were naturally not taken out for sale, but specially made for his parents.

"How do you make this chair, it's so practical!" Dad immediately praised the massage chair after trying it.

"In fact, it is not complicated, it is mainly designed according to the structure of the human body, because in addition to the cervical vertebrae, spine, back of the heart, shoulders, etc., there are various important acupuncture points in the human back. ā€

Guo Dalu explained in detail, he was going to simplify the technology of the massage chair and teach it to his father, to create a treasure for the Dalu furniture store.

"This design is not simple, if this massage chair is launched as a new product in the store, it will definitely become a hit. Dad Guo touched his chin and said.

"That being said, it took too much effort to make this chair and it was impossible to mass-produce, so for the time being, it could only be made into a limited edition and launched as a special product of the store. ā€

Guo's father almost blurted out: "You made two in one afternoon, and it doesn't seem to take much effort." ā€

The words came to his mouth and quickly swallowed, my son's future life, let him go through it by himself, I can't help him, but I can do it without restricting and swaying him.

Guo Dalu said: "When I go back in the evening, I will write out the production method of this massage chair in detail, and then add a simple diagram, I believe that with your talent, Dad, you can learn it in less than two months." ā€

Guo Dalu wants to teach his father the skills of the massage chair, naturally not the original, the Mojia machine technique is unique in ancient and modern times, and it is passed down through the ancestors of Bodhi, ordinary people do not have forty or fifty years, and they can't even touch the door.

I got a red envelope, and I have been studying in the dream world for decades, which can be seen!

Although my father is talented in carpentry, it is estimated that it will take him twenty or thirty years to make it independently...... That's even harder.

Therefore, he made two complex versions for his parents, and the only ones he wanted to teach his father were simple versions.

"Two months?" Dad Guo was still stunned when he heard this, since he entered the carpenter industry, it seemed that there was nothing to learn for two months.

Guo Dalu smiled and didn't explain much, believing that his father would understand everything after reading the design diagram.

When Guo Dalu returned home in the evening, Guo Qing came to look for him, and without saying a word, he handed the mobile phone directly to Guo Dalu, with a look full of spring.

The mobile phone screen shows a WeChat chat interface, chatters Guo Qing and Tian Mingjuan, the chat content is that the two have formally established a relationship, to Guo Dalu's surprise, it was actually Tian Mingjuan who took the initiative to confess.

Tian Mingjuan: "Guo Qing, I haven't said thank you to you for today's incident, do you know why?"

Guo Qing: "Because you treat me as your own, your own people naturally don't have to be polite (smiley expression)"

Tian Mingjuan: "That's not the case. ā€

Tian Mingjuan: "Because what you did for me today is of too extraordinary significance, a word of thanks is obviously not enough, such a great kindness needs to be repaid for a long, long time......"

Guo Qing: "Mingjuan, you really don't want to be polite to me, I am willing to do these things for you, and I don't need you to pay it back." ā€

Tian Mingjuan: "...... Big stupid cow!"

Guo Dalu floated a barrage in his heart: "This stupid cow didn't pay attention to the orphan life, it was properly the old man who drank too much!"

......

The content of the chat behind is Tian Mingjuan's confession from subtle to straightforward, and Guo Qing's clumsiness and stupidity in the whole process are simply shocking.

If Guo Dalu hadn't understood Guo Qing as a person, maybe he would have regarded him as a master of flirting with girls who returned to the basics.

Guo Dalu was about to look back, but Guo Qing snatched the phone back, held it in his arms babyishly, and said, "You can't look at it later!"

Guo Dalu pouted, "You think it's rare for me to see your goosebump-covered chat." ā€

Guo Qing said with a smile: "Anyway, Juan'er and I can go so smoothly, thanks to you, we have already discussed it, and when we have our first child in the future, we will recognize you as a master." ā€

Guo Dalu smiled and said, "I helped you achieve marriage, but you were thinking about how to stuff me with a drag oil bottle." ā€

Guo Qing laughed: "You can't run anyway......"

Guo Qing then had dinner at Guo Dalu's house, chatted for a while after eating, and hurriedly went home to swipe WeChat with Tian Mingjuan.

Guo Dalu spent a night to draw the design diagram of the massage chair in detail, and the next day Guo's father looked at the design drawing, stayed for a long time, and muttered: "No wonder you said it would take two months......

In the next two days, Guo Dalu went to Xiangxian County with his uncle and mother to inspect the store, and spent most of the rest of his time explaining to his father how to make massage chairs.

On Sunday, Guo Dalu's holiday was finally over, and in the afternoon, Guo Qing drove him to the high-speed rail station.

Before entering the station, Guo Dalu suddenly had an idea and said to Guo Qing: "Hei Niu, I will teach you a set of kung fu, you insist on practicing for an hour every night, and by the end of this year, I will come back to test you." ā€

"Okay, you say!" Guo Qingda was interested.

"Now pretend I'm holding a big stick in both hands, you can see clearly!"

Guo Dalu said, making a slash, sweep and upward movement, and finally stomped his foot and shouted: "Get out!"

After doing this series of actions, he asked Guo Qing: "With the final stomping and the sentence 'roll', a total of five movements, do you remember it?"

"It's simple, I remember. ā€

"Okay, you go back and choose a wooden stick first, and practice every day, rain or shine. ā€

"Hmm!" Guo Qing nodded in agreement.

"I'm in the pit stop, you go back. Guo Dalu waved his hand and dragged his luggage into the station.

After entering the station, there were still more than thirty minutes before his train departed.

Guo Dalu found a seat and sat down, took out his mobile phone, logged in to WeChat, and then opened the chat interface with Sun Wukong, and directly sent the 365 merit points of the star who saved the sky.

Sun Wukong quickly received the red envelope and replied: "You send merit points to me now, it can't offset anything." ā€

Guo Dalu: "I didn't expect to be able to offset anything, but Wukong, you received my red envelope, and you must have to accept my cause and effect." ā€

Sun Wukong: "Heh!"

Guo Dalu: "(smirk) By the way, speaking of which, you made trouble in the East China Sea and the underworld, hasn't the Jade Emperor sent someone to invite you to tea?"

Sun Wukong: "What kind of tea to drink, who can drink his tea?" I only sent Taibai down to ask me to be Bi Ma Wen. ā€

Guo Dalu subconsciously replied: "Bi Ma Wen who has not entered the stream?"

Sun Wukong: "Now that the heavenly court is crowded with immortals, how can there be any extra seats?"

Guo Dalu felt the strong ridicule from Wukong's side, and his curiosity was completely uncontrollable, and asked, "In that case, will you agree to be that Bi Ma Wen?"

Sun Wukong: "Of course, if you don't raise horses for the Jade Emperor, how can you have the opportunity to be mad with him?"

Guo Dalu: "......" Wukong, are you sure you didn't get the wrong script?