The rise of the country from the entertainment industry

Chapter 33 Please Go to the Lake and Help Me Throw Flowers

At the hour of dawn, a ray of sunshine softly shines in those deep alleys in Kyoto.

Jiang Li walked in front carrying the big and small bags, followed by Shen Ling, who was looking back and forth.

The familiar environment here gave Jiang Li an unspeakable sense of déjà vu.

The exquisite two-entry courtyard, the dark house gate, the shiny door cymbals, the old man chatting under the old locust tree, the children chasing naughty games, and the slightly hoarse yelling from far to near...

"Wow~ It's really big and quiet here, did you often live here when you were young?"

Shen Ling put her index finger on her lips and asked like a curious baby.

"Well, apart from my family in my childhood, there were only things like courtyard houses, operas, and Chinese music...see there?"

Jiang Li pointed to the stone piers in front of the old house, which were two bluestone drum-shaped lion gate piers.

"I stood there when I was a child, wearing Master's large costume and singing to children of the same age."

With that said, the two of them also came to the front of the house, and he put his hand on the door knocker and gently knocked it, making a crisp sound when it hit the shop head.

Then he pulled the senior to take a step back, and Banban stood upright.

moment.

squeak ~
"Junior Brother, long time no see, Master has been talking about you for a long time."

A middle-aged man with round eyes and elegant demeanor opened the door, smiled at Jiang Li and said.

"Come in first, go to the main room and wait for a while. Master is still sleeping and will wake up at nine o'clock."

He glanced at Shen Ling who was hiding behind Jiang Li, his glasses flashed a light, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger.

"We came early, senior brother Zhang, how is the old man's health, master?"

Jiang Li waved his hands, and while following the footsteps of his senior brother, he did not forget to care about his master's body.

Mr. Deng is old and needs to get enough sleep. He has no children. Only brother Zhang is responsible for taking care of his daily life, and other brothers will come back to visit from time to time.

But the old man didn't like it. In his own words:

"I can live another 100 years with this body, you guys don't need to worry about it all the time, don't run to me every day, or if you see one, hit one!"

Thinking of this, Jiang Li couldn't help but laugh a little. Master has passed his prime, but he still doesn't accept his old age.

"It's still tough, and the spirit is good. It's just that the hidden wounds left by the war hurt several times a week. The old man is too stubborn and keeps silent. Sometimes I can't find it."

Senior Brother Zhang and Jiang Li looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

"Then junior brother, I will trouble you to wait here for a while. You probably haven't had breakfast yet, have you? I'm going to prepare breakfast for you. Excuse me."

He took the two of them to the main room, sat down, turned and left.

"I heard that the cheapest courtyard house costs tens of millions. Could it be that you are a rich kid who hides your secrets? Senior sister, what should I do if I don't want to work hard?"

Shen Ling suddenly leaned into Jiang Li's ear and whispered jokingly.

"I don't know the exact amount. I heard that it was rewarded to my master by the higher-ups. Besides, this is not my family. I am a child of a rich family."

He touched his earlobe unnaturally, he was a little embarrassed by the hot breath from the senior's mouth, and then replied angrily.

The senior sister has a really bad personality, and she likes to make some intimate actions to tease him when she has nothing to do.

But he didn't know how nervous Shen Ling was now, her calves wrapped in black silk were raised up, shaking non-stop.

She had been hiding behind her junior just now, but she didn't do nothing. She heard a lot of details.

Kyoto's two-entry courtyard house...Drum-shaped lion gate pier...

If it's just like this, it may be that the ancestors have produced high-level generals.

But this courtyard was given by the above...

How sacred is your master? How much contribution has been made to have such an honor!

An old man who teaches opera, how could there be a stone pier symbolizing a senior general at the door...

I thought I was just here to visit the elderly, but I didn't expect to enter the lion's territory, so I was quite bald...

"Hahaha, my good disciple, come quickly and let Master see if you have grown taller?"

A hearty old voice came from afar, interrupting Shen Ling's guess.

Seeing the old man with a cane in the distance, Jiang Li hurriedly got up to meet him, carefully supporting him with Senior Brother Zhang.

The old man stretched out his hand, Jiang Li hurriedly lowered his head when he saw this, his hand was as rough as an old tree, stroking his head with his hand covered with scars.

"Hey, it's okay to refuse to accept the old age. In a blink of an eye, you are so tall. I thought I could run around with you twice, but now I can't even touch the top of your head hahaha."

Mr. Deng smiled and narrowed his eyes, and said with some emotion.

"Don't dare, the soul of the country protects you, and I will definitely borrow another hundred years from the sky. In front of you, I will always be a child."

Jiang Li respects the old man very much. He is not only his guide, but also a great man who loves the country and the people.

The old man glanced at him, noticed Shen Ling who was behind him with his head down, narrowed his eyes and asked:
"Huh? Disciple, who is this little girl?"

"Oh, her name is Shen Ling, she is my senior sister, usually..."

"Oh~ I remembered, she is the kind-hearted little girl you mentioned to me earlier!"

Before Jiang Li could finish his introduction, the old man interrupted him by throwing his neck up, and then said "suddenly realized".

Jiang Li: "..." Why didn't he remember that he had said such a thing.

Shen Ling, who had been hiding behind his junior, blushed when he heard the words, and stepped forward shyly and called out to Mr. Deng.

Wuwuwu, my junior has already mentioned me to Mr. Deng, but he actually praised me in front of him and didn't tell me, it's really bad-hearted...

Jiang Li's right eyelid twitched, but he didn't dare to refute Master's face in front of everyone.

"Hahaha, that's really good, Xiaoling, um, it's okay for me to call you that, old man."

Shen Ling stood upright, didn't know how to let go of her hands, and nodded hurriedly in the face of Mr. Deng's question.

Sure enough, the pressure is still great! !Why doesn't the junior say a word, he won't watch my jokes behind me! !

"Then Xiao Ling, are you interested in Xiao Li's childhood? How about we go and see the photos he took when he was young?"

"Eh?"

"what?!"

If Shen Ling's voice was surprised, then Jiang Li was terrified.

"Master, Master, this is not quite..."

"How about Xiaoling, are you interested?"

The old man asked with a smile, directly ignoring the disciple's appeal.

Shen Ling raised her head and looked back at the terrified expression of her junior, and immediately her wicked nature returned.

"Mr. Deng invited me, so of course Xiaoling dared not refuse."

She nodded fiercely to the old man in front of her, and said respectfully.

Then he followed the old man to support him, and he didn't forget to turn his head and stick out his tongue at the junior.

Brother Zhang, who was quietly eating melons, shoved Jiang Li gloatingly and said:

"Let's go, my good junior brother, just accept your fate of death."

He is not in a hurry to eat breakfast anymore. Eating some melon before meals is good for physical and mental health.

Jiang Li gave up resisting and followed behind relentlessly.

Mr. Deng and his son came to the North Room and took out a thick photo album from a drawer. It was obvious that the photo album was old, but it was well preserved.

While searching, the old man muttered:
"Let me look for it, let me look for it, Xiao Li's photo is... oh here!"

When Shen Ling heard the words, she also looked closer to her little head.

"Well, this is a picture of Xiao Li urinating on his father when he was one year old."

Wow, my junior's little bird!

"This is a picture of him going to kindergarten when he was three years old, and he looked helplessly at the teacher crying because of the children."

Wow, did my junior mature at that time?
"This is a photo of him wearing my costume when he was five years old, and he tripped and cried in pain."

Wow, the boy crying is so cute,
"This one is when he was eight years old..."

Whoa whoa whoa! !
When Jiang Li walked to the North Room with heavy steps, he found that the two of them had already seen most of the photos.

Shen Ling looked at his junior when he heard the sound, his eyes flickered with teasing.

Jiang Li: "..."

I remember that the water of Tongqing Lake seems to be very clear...

So in the coming year, can you go to Tongqing Lake and throw flowers for me?
Mr. Deng also became happier the more he looked at it. He patted Shen Ling's head and said meaningfully:

"Hahaha, so don't look at Xiao Li's stable and plain appearance now, let alone look at him as a genius now, he is also learning to speak from crawling to running, from babbling little by little."

Shen Ling also nodded with a smile on her face. During this period of time, the younger brother's behavior seemed to be omnipotent, which put a lot of pressure on her, but now he is a little more relaxed.

Jiang Li: "..."

He is a reborn person, not a monkey grandson.

Is it possible to expect him to go to heaven and earth as soon as he is born, and then point to his father's nose and say: "Son, take turns, come to my house this year?"

(End of this chapter)