Little Monkey is not quite the same as Sizhe.

Si Zhe is Ding Mingyang's apprentice, but his home page is about playing basketball. Ding Mingyang also accepted him because he was right in the eyes. He nominally called him master, but he didn't really enter the Ding family, but the little monkey actually became a serious apprentice.

The nature of art is different.

The previous rules are cumbersome, but actually entering the apprenticeship process is actually simple.

Every disciple's entrance is different. Nan Song's entrance went smoothly, and the master did not make things difficult for her. However, she also saw some fellow apprentices who were ordered to kneel in the hall for an hour or two with tea on the day of their apprenticeship.

The more impetuous the master, the more skilled he is in grinding. But the little monkey knelt in the hall, holding the tea very steadily, and said, "Disciple Shihou, here you go."

Nan Song's face was rare and serious, but he did not embarrass his apprentice. He took the tea from his hand, and after he kowtowed three times in a polite manner, he said warmly: "Get up."

The little monkey successively paid respects to several elders, uncles, uncles and senior brothers. He brought cups of tea one after another and paid tribute to them one by one. Nan Song taught him how to call people.

Many years later, Boss Shi had forgotten how many times he kowtowed and how many cups of tea he served on the day of his apprenticeship, but the master's great patience and calm and graceful appearance were still fresh in his memory.

His mother gave him life, and his master was his guide on the road of life.

Like a teacher or a father, that's it.

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Five years later.

The kitchen was in full swing, and Nan Song was teaching his disciples how to cook a dish. The little monkey was learning attentively, not daring to get distracted at all, because the master only taught once, everything was covered, and he had to practice the rest on his own.

Try a dish every other week and provide guidance on the finished product. If the dish still can't be served after a month, then it's not a simple matter. Nan Song is a strict teacher, and the little monkey has also suffered in the past five years.

Came here with a plank in hand.

But in the middle of today's cooking lesson, Nan Song couldn't help it anymore. He covered his mouth and ran out. He squatted in the flowers and retched. The little monkey turned off the fire and went out with the water.

"Master, water."

Nan Song took the water handed over by the little monkey and rinsed his mouth, his face still a little pale.

The little monkey has now grown to ten years old, and he is as tall as a young man. He looked at Nan Song solemnly, "Master, please take a rest. It won't be too late to teach again tomorrow."

I'll take you back to your room."

Nan Song did not hold on, nodded, and stood up with the help of the little monkey.

As soon as he walked out of the courtyard, Yu Jinwen walked over to him. He had just gotten off work and came to look for his wife. He saw the little monkey supporting her from a distance, and his expression suddenly tightened.

"Master." The little monkey called Yu Jinwen.

Yu Jinwen responded, stepped forward to support Nan Song, and asked, "You're vomiting again?"

"Um."

Nan Song didn't think anything was wrong when she was alone, but when she saw her husband's aggrieved mood, she said, "Your Erlangshen is too difficult to take care of. He makes me vomit eight times a day."

Yu Jinwen felt extremely distressed.

He picked up Nan Song and said, "When he is born, I will beat him."

"Come on, they are all ancestors."

Nan Song leaned in Yu Jinwen's arms and turned to ask the little monkey, "Where is Zha? He came back from school and said hello to me, took away a plate of snacks, and disappeared."

"I'm probably still playing chess at my second uncle's place. I'll go over and have a look soon."

As soon as Nan Song responded, Yu Jinwen said: "After playing chess, let him go to the study and wait."

Upon hearing this, the little monkey's face tightened, and Nan Song also frowned.

"Why, Nezha got into trouble again?"
Chapter completed!