Murong Qingxue's face was slightly red, and she didn't make a sound, but nodded lightly, indicating acquiescence.

Ye Qiuyang sneered,

"Look, Master, my charm is not blown!"

Qingsong Zhenren looked at Li Jiajia again and said,

"What about this little girl...... It can't be your children! ”

Ye Qiuyang's face was full of black lines,

"This girl is an apprentice of an old monk, I'm just helping to give it away......"

"Master, can you talk past your brain! We've only known each other for a long time, how can we even have children. ”

Qingsong Zhenren was not embarrassed, and smiled,

"Well, you do have a point!"

"However, this little girl looks quite cute."

As he spoke, he reached out to touch Li Jiajia's head,

"How about it, little girl, are you interested in learning two tricks from me?"

The old guy now talks like a child trafficker......

Li Jiajia hid aside in disgust, "I don't, I have a master!" ”

Qingsong Zhenren shook his head and sighed, and said regretfully,

"Alas, how many people want to beg me to teach but don't teach, you little girl really doesn't know how to lift!"

At this time, Murong Qingxue was already stunned.

She originally thought that Ye Qiuyang's Dao skills were excellent at a young age, and it must be because of the proper guidance of a great master

In his imagination, his master should be the kind of fairy wind bones, crane hair and childish face, and the appearance of a master outside the world.

But now the green pine real person standing in front of him, but wearing a flower shirt and pants that are not buttoned, plus a pair of Doraemon cartoon flip-flops, almost with a cigarette butt, he has completely become an old street hooligan......

Looking up and down, it doesn't look like the grooming that a worldly master should have.

Now it seems that if there is really a teacher, there must be an apprentice, no wonder Ye Qiuyang will be taught to be a good person who hangs all day long.

When she came back to her senses, Murong Qingxue still squeezed out a smile,

"That..... Old-timer, I'll cook, you and Qiuyang will talk slowly and catch up with the old days. ”

After saying that, she hurriedly walked into the kitchen with the ingredients she had just bought, and closed the door at the same time.

Li Jiajia's little girl also hid, sat on the floor by herself, beating the wooden fish, and tried to ignore the master and apprentice.

Qingsong Zhenren laughed,

"Boy, you're having a good life now, and someone is cooking for you!"

Ye Qiuyang pouted,

"That's, Qingxue is very obedient, I let her do whatever she wants, absolutely no two words!"

"Hmm!" Qingsong real people clapped their hands, "Sure enough, it's the same as when I was a teacher!" ”

Ye Qiuyang asked, "Master, did you still have a girlfriend back then?" ”

"Of course," Qingsong digged his nose, "I think back then, from the Taoist aunt to the nun, it was all my ......"

The master and apprentice sat side by side, sat on the sofa, and began to brag about, which lasted for more than half an hour.

It wasn't until Qingxue finished the meal that it stopped.

Walking into the restaurant and looking at the table full of delicacies, the master and apprentice rushed up almost at the same time, regardless of the image, and directly began to gobble up.

Qingsong Zhenren's mouth is full of oil,

"Qingxue girl, your skills are really good!"

"Just rush at your craft, if Ye Qiuyang, a stinky boy, dares to bully you in the future, you tell me, I promise to beat him all over the ground to find teeth!"

"Well, this dish is so delicious!"

"By the way, let me tell you about Ye Qiuyang's troubles when he was a child.......

Murong Qingxue smiled bitterly, only feeling that this old man, although a little informal, was indeed very easy to get along with.

came and went, Qingsong Zhenren, Qingxue and Li Jiajia chatted with the three of them.

Whenever she heard Ye Qiuyang's troubles when she was a child, Li Jiajia slapped the table and laughed loudly, and after laughing, she would say "Amitabhi" to restore her calm......

However, Ye Qiuyang was gradually left out in the cold, so he could only eat alone, and secretly glared at the old man Qingsong from time to time.

While eating, Qingsong Zhenren suddenly remembered something, put down his chopsticks, and asked softly,

"Qiuyang, you have lived in a villa here, you must have made a lot of money recently!"

Ye Qiuyang was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart that this old man must not be well-intentioned.

When he was about to divert the topic, Qingsong Zhenren sighed,

"Alas~ Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, the master is old, his legs and feet are no longer good, there is no way to make money, but he hasn't even settled the pension yet!"

"Qiuyang, your life is getting better day by day, don't forget Master!"

Ye Qiuyang's eyelids twitched twice, as expected......

He had no choice but to take out a bank card from his pocket,

"Master, there are 200,000 in this card, please smile!"

Qingsong Zhenren snatched the bank card, put it in his arms, and then said,

"Ye Qiuyang, you have changed, you have become dishonest!"

He pointed to the room,

"Is it really a teacher who doesn't know the goods? Just this house, there is not a tens of millions of dollars to buy? ”

"You will give me 200,000 yuan, what about the one who stinks and asks for food?"

Ye Qiuyang took out his mobile phone extremely reluctantly,

"Cheng, Master, I'll transfer you an extra 200,000 from the bank!"

As soon as he heard this, Qingsong Zhenren simply lay on the table, hugged his head and cried,

"Hey! You unscrupulous! ”

"Old man, I worked hard to pull you up, and now that my wings are hard, I don't recognize my six relatives!"

"Heaven, earth, Taishang Laojun, quickly chop this rebel to death!"

Ye Qiuyang had a bitter face, there was no way to take this old man, he had to grit his teeth in the end,

"Master, I'll give you another million, one million will do!"

Qingsong Zhenren cried even harder,

"Apprentice, Master doesn't want to ask you for money, in fact...... I'm seriously ill, I need to take a lot of sky-high drugs every day, and I have to have regular surgeries, so I can't do without money......"

"The doctor said that unless you spend three million to cure this disease, you won't live for half a year!"

"Qiuyang, I still want to hold my apprentice grandson as a teacher, I don't want to leave so early!"

When Ye Qiuyang heard this, he couldn't wait to rush up and kick it.

You're sick uncle! A week before you descended, you were still in the lake for 300 meters of freestyle, like flying!

I'm afraid that professional athletes can't compare to your health!

Only the naïve Li Jiajia really believed what Qingsong said, she said,

"Master Ye, he is your master, your master is sick, how can you see death and not save him!"

Murong Qingxue, who was sitting on the side, almost laughed out loud.

In the past, she watched Ye Qiuyang play a scoundrel in front of others, but now someone can finally do the opposite.

It's really "Heaven is a good reincarnation, who does the sky forgive"!

Ye Qiuyang knew that if he didn't hand over the money today, I was afraid that the old man would not give up.

He was ruthless and agreed to come down,

"Can't I give it to you!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man Qingsong became smiling, took out his mobile phone,

"It's really my good disciple, it's not in vain that Master has done so much to you for so many years!"

"Come, this is the ...... of the teacher's bank account"

(End of chapter)