It was a brass stove.

While entertaining and chatting with a smile.

But every three or five sentences, you must say "Jiajie", "Jiajie". The young Taoist's mind was as clear as a flat lake and he didn't care. But the little Taoist priest was different. After finishing his mouthful of porridge, his eyes rolled.

He turned around and asked curiously: "Well, Erlang, you are the second eldest child in the family, so your sister is the eldest sister?"

"Then what other people call me is [aunt]?"

The young prince said: "According to custom, it should be called like this."

At this time, it was customary to call the men in the family by the rank of eldest son, and the women by the rank of eldest daughter. They could never be wrongly called Sanlang, or Gongsun Auntie. This was the case for those with the surname Gongsun, and the eldest daughter in the family.

It means that most people meet strangers on the road and want to strike up a conversation, but they don’t know their last names or their family rankings.

So I had to say: "Mr. Lang."

If it is a more frivolous woman in Pingkangfang, you can call out: "Kiss me, young man, and stay here."

Or when men with oily hair and pink faces talk to girls on the roadside, they often start with these words:

"Young lady, do you have free time today?"

It's all like this. It's not a big mistake to call him this as a little Taoist.

But the young prince just frowned and said, "But I always feel that you calling me sister like that is too tacky."

"How can I call my sister the same as others?"

Mingxin said: "Then what kind of person is your sister?"

The young prince looked at the two Taoists warily. There were chestnuts that had just grown in winter in his hand, and he threw them into the stove. There was a crackling sound. He hesitated for a moment, and looked at the little Taoist priest in front of him with suspicion and vigilance.

He said: "You guys in Lianyang Temple have a lot of rules. You can't get married, right?"

Ming Xin nodded repeatedly: "The path is from Lian Yang Temple."

"The ancestor learned from Lu Zu and the rules are very strict."

"Ha, then it'll be fine."

So the young prince felt relieved and became enthusiastic, saying: "My sister is the most beautiful and smartest person in the world. She is really beautiful and unparalleled. She is just the sister of the Cui family.

We can compare with each other in terms of appearance, but Sister Cui is really too fierce, unlike her who is smart and calm..."

It seems rare for a young prince to find a safe partner to show off his sister.

The little Taoist ate the meat porridge with his heart open and his eyes widened.

oh oh.

That's it, that's it.

This guy is indeed a little guy who only knows how to follow his sister.

He looks older than me, but not as mature as me.

The little Taoist priest thought proudly.

Licking his lips, he recalled the candied haws that Uncle Qi had just bought for him. It was so delicious.

But the young prince couldn't help but said: "It's a pity that although my sister is good in many ways, she has the highest demands on me. Every day, she wants me to be a great master who is unparalleled in the world."

To achieve the goal, no matter what, to be like this, what happened to me when I was young, ah, it’s too tiring, too tiring.”

The little Taoist priest's eyes widened.

It can be seen that although the young prince is speaking bitterly, his face is full of pride. He is clearly showing off that his sister is strict with him and showing off that he has such talents.

So the little Taoist priest was unconvinced and said: "Me, me!"

"My master always wants me to compete with Uncle Qi!"

The young prince saw the young Taoist next to him and said, "The Taoist is certainly very good!"

He raised his chin slightly and said, "But, my sister said, that Master is the number one person inside and outside the court!"

"The unparalleled great master and master in the world!"

The little Taoist priest said: "But the master also said that the master's uncle is taking the most difficult and best path. He has all three talents. Even those Taoist priests with great reputations but innate talents cannot compare with the foundation of the master's uncle. The master's uncle

In the future, you will be called a real person, enough to start a sect!"

The young prince put his palms on the table and said:

"My sister said that if that master studies politics and literature, he is expected to be the best in the world."

"If he concentrates on playing the piano, he can make the most beautiful woman in the world bow down for him."

This last sentence was added by himself.

Young people always think that this is how they look like celebrities.

The little Taoist priest has a dull mind.

Look at Uncle Qi next to him.

After thinking about it, if my uncle goes to play the piano and is surrounded by a bunch of beauties, he will probably play the piano quietly and ignore those beauties as if they are nothing, right?

But people like Uncle Master seem to be liked by many beauties, ugh!

In that case, who is the beauty...

Then he had to say: "The food cooked by my uncle is very delicious."

"He can also treat illnesses and save lives."

The young prince said: "Treat diseases and save people..."

He sighed and said: "If you can have such an idea, you are already a first-rate celebrity."

He scratched his head and laughed at himself: "Ah, why are we fighting over each other?"

The little Taoist priest said seriously: "Yes, why are you fighting for it?"

"You are obviously very tired. Master is too strong."

"It's very tiring. My uncle is also very good."

The young prince, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, stared at the little Taoist priest, and both of them laughed.

The young Taoist next to him had quiet eyes, just sitting in front of the stove and looking at the roasted chestnuts in the stove seriously.

There was a crackle, crackle, crackle, and several chestnuts that had been thrown in popped out from the stove. The chestnuts cracked their shells. The young Taoist man put the ripe chestnuts in his hands, tossed them back and forth, blew on them to cool them, and then peeled them open.

Throwing the skin into his mouth, the taste was extremely sweet. He noticed the gazes of Ming Xin and the young prince, and smiled slightly: "Want to eat roasted chestnuts?"

Both of them found it boring to argue, and they both felt dejected.

The young Taoist opened his palms and separated the ripe chestnuts.

The prince muttered: "I haven't eaten anything..."

He grabbed the chestnut from the young Taoist's palm, threw it into his mouth and chewed it.

In winter, when no one is at night, eating like this is not a delicacy, but it is a rare youthful pleasure.

After eating the chestnuts, it was still all night, so the young Taoist picked up the little Taoist with a round belly, said goodbye and left. The sky was full of stars, and he was covered with night dew. There were also hills in the city, and he went up to the mountains to have a look. The young prince looked at him with faint eyes.

Zhang, his smile subdued, said: "A monk has a romantic nature. Those two are very powerful. They should be able to become true cultivators."

He stretched himself and said, "I'm back."

So there was a voice responding in the dark night.

He got up and walked back leisurely, took a stroll in the car, and spent about three sticks of incense before stopping in front of the big house where he entered and exited three times. After getting down, he changed his clothes, rinsed his mouth with tea, and removed the

After eating the peculiar smell of the meat porridge, ginger ribbon, and breathed at the subordinate next to him several times to make sure that there was no foreign smell in his mouth, he opened the door with a smile on his face:

"I'm back."
Chapter completed!