Tang Seng is a cook

Zhuang Fan went back to the room, the eldest disciple and the second disciple were not there, the room was silent, he felt a little uncomfortable, wandered into the yard to look at the sky, saw Wujin falling to the west, the sun was about to set, and he didn't know where the two disciples were went.

After two days of bustle and bustle, he was suddenly alone, and he felt a little flustered.

He himself didn't want to go back to the house. The windows here are narrow and there is no glass. When the sky is brightest, the house is not very bright. It is already too dark to see things clearly.

It's quite poetic to keep it like a soybean oil lamp, but at this time he would rather sit in the yard and listen to the voices and fireworks from all around him.

The parents came home from work, the young man who was studying was out of school, the old man and the baby children rushed out to greet them with laughter, there were soft words of girls, there were little dolls in the arms of their mothers, and there were some who did not know The baby who did something bad was slapped firmly on the buttocks by his father, cried softly, and soon followed his brothers and sisters to make trouble with tears hanging down his cheeks.

After a while, the pots and stoves at home were ignited, smoke curled from the chimney, the firewood crackled, cold water splashed into the hot pot, and there was a "wow" sound, a large cloud of white mist evaporated, and all kinds of chaos The aroma of the food lingered in the air, and the fat cat and milk dog also returned home after smelling the smell, guarding the dining table with their meows...

Smelling the smell of fireworks in the mortal world, Zhuang Fan couldn't help but shed tears, wondering how his parents spent this Spring Festival, and whether they waited for him to eat...

When Wukong and Aoyu landed in the courtyard, they saw their master, alone, sitting on the porch in a daze, with his head raised, crying with tears all over his face, but there was no sound at all.

If the eyes of the two were worse, they would not see tears at this time, and they would only think that their master was just staring at the sky in a daze.

But the master's tears fell fiercely and urgently, the two brothers were terrified, Ao Yu reacted quickly, threw himself into Tang Seng's arms and cried, "Master, what are you doing? Master, who are you bullying? Master, don’t cry, master, don’t be sad, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo And…” In the end, he cried louder than anyone else.

With this howl, Zhuang Fan's tears scared him back!

All the sadness is gone!

A dead boy!

How quick Zhuang Fan reacted, he pulled Ao Yu aside, ran after his big apprentice, and brought back the furious monkey by his ears!

Huh, it's a good thing I'm fucking fast, otherwise this dead monkey would have to smash and rob again!

Zhuang Fan picked up Ao Yu, who was hiccupping from crying, and sat down on the chair under the porch with the monkey. Then he picked up his sleeves and wiped away his tears, and then hit the back of his head alone!

Start training!

"What a careless thing! I scared you to death! What are you screaming! Master is far from death! Shut up!", with a disgusted face: "Wipe your nose!"

Ao Yu took out her handkerchief and blew her nose loudly, the scene was horrible, the reputation and decency of a generation of jade-faced little white dragons were all gone.

Cleaned up the second apprentice, cleaned up the first apprentice.

"And you! Put down the stick!" Looking at the monkey, it was too much brainpower. After such a short time, Wukong's eyes turned red with anger, and his face was full of murderous intent of "I want to kill some".

After holding back for a long time, I don't know what to say to the monkey, saying that he misunderstood again?No one bullied Tang Seng at all?Monkeys may believe it! ?

Zhuang Fan was also panting with anger, walked around the ground twice, and pointed at the monkey: "You have a holiday, now, you go home to visit your relatives first! Go!" Throw the monkey home and feel the bigness of the family. Come back warm!Blow the cold wind along the road, calm down!

These words were like a thunderbolt from the blue, and the monkey burst into tears!

"Master, you, you want to kick me out?" Are you going to kick me out for the sake of a few outsiders?

Ao Yu was too frightened to cry, so she knelt down to Zhuang Fan, hugged Zhuang Fan's thigh and did not let go: "Master! Master, you can't drive Senior Brother away!" With a groan, Zhuang Fan trembled !

Zhuang Fan covered his face, this is some bloody drama, he pointed at Ao Yu, "Let go!" Sooner or later, he would be pissed off by this idiot!

Ao Yu shook his head violently, crying until his nose and tears came out, and begged bitterly: "Master, don't drive senior brother away, I will listen to you and never quarrel with senior brother again! Don't make him angry anymore! It's all my fault !Master, brother didn't hit anyone today, we went out to find a goblin, master, trust me..."

The monkey only felt pain in the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, internal organs, and internal organs. Wiping away his tears, he shouted, "Shut up, Aoyu!" He knelt down to Tang Seng, "Master, I'll just go! Please accept my disciples!" Best thanks!"

Knock down one head, but can't afford it.

Zhuang Fan was about to laugh angrily, and Ma Dan's labor and capital wanted to find a home after dark, so why did it become "the holy monk hates the Monkey King"?

Another slap on the back of Ao Yu's head: "It's none of your business, shut up! Go back to the house! If you don't obey me, I'll kick you out first!"

Ao Yu trembled in fright, and wanted to speak again, but was glared at by his master, sobbed and went back to the room, dishonest, lying on the crack of the door and peeking out secretly.

Zhuang Fan ignored him and walked up to Wukong. The monkey was stubborn and knelt upright. Zhuang Fan sighed, bent down, and took the monkey's hand, trying to pull him up.

Although the monkey was heartbroken, he didn't dare to hurt the master. Tang Seng pulled him, and he got up, but the tears couldn't be stopped, he felt cold all over his body, and his heart ached unbearably.

Zhuang Fan took a look, sure enough, the monkey's hair was wet with tears, and took his sleeve to wipe his tears: "You are so grown up, how come you are like that crybaby Ao Yu, crying at every turn."

Alas, to say the least, it is more than 800 years old, right?His xinxing is still like a child, and he hasn't made any progress!

Zhuang Fan knew that the monkey had a knot in his heart, and he regretted it too. He should not have let the monkey go home out of anger, so he pulled him to sit down on the porch, held the furry but cold monkey paws, warmed him up, and gave the monkey a guarantee first. Said: "Master is not kicking you out, and Master will not kick you out in the future. Although being a teacher can teach you very little, since Master has accepted you as an apprentice, he will be your master for the rest of his life, and you will be my apprentice for the rest of his life."

The pain in the monkey's heart eased slightly, but still felt sore, turned away from Tang Seng, choked up and said, "Then why did Master let me go home just now?"

Zhuang Fan sighed, and said: "It can be said, I just sit there and think about my family and my parents, and I can't help crying. You are going to beat someone. Master can also guess who you are going to beat, but this matter has nothing to do with No one else has anything to do with it. How can a mortal body be able to bear it if someone is shot by you for no reason? This human life will be lost in a daze. Is it injustice? In the end, the reincarnation of heaven and earth will fall on whose head will the retribution fall? "

Monkey wanted to say that one person does things and one person should be responsible, so my grandson will bear it, but he turned his head and looked at the helpless eyes of the master, but he suddenly couldn't say it, he knew that the master didn't want him to suffer.

Zhuang Fan lovingly rubbed his head: "Wukong, Master knows that you are protecting Master wholeheartedly, and let you go home, not to expel you, but to let you meet your relatives and old friends. You have been under the mountain for 500 years. Lonely and desolate, Master is also afraid that you will forget the warmth of the world. You have to know that there are people waiting for you at home. When you come back, Master also hopes that you will think more and be more prudent before making a move. Ordinary people are no better than goblins. If you are not resistant to fighting, there are many causes and effects of contamination, understand?"

In fact, goblins can't fight casually, they basically have a backstage, but let's leave this matter for later.

Hearing what the master said, the monkey couldn't help but choked up, and threw himself into the master's arms: "Is the master really going to kick me out?"

Zhuang Fan sighed, hugged the monkey and patted him on the back: "My eldest apprentice is so good, Master won't give it to anyone!"

He stretched out his little finger, "Master is hooking you!"

The monkey has never seen this before, but it is very clever. It also stretched out its little fingers, one fat and one hairy. The two little fingers were hooked together. Zhuang Fan said: "Hanging on the hook, 100 years, don't change it!" At last he pressed his thumb. : "Stamp it!"

The monkey laughed with tears in his eyes: "100 years is too short, the master said that you can't change it for a lifetime!"

Zhuang Fan smacked his lips: "Master is a mortal, 100 years is a long time!" He wiped away the monkey's tears, three years old can't be more, it's really coaxing.

Sure enough, the monkey came to act coquettishly again: "Master, it's really impossible to push me away!"

Zhuang Fan coaxed him: "If you don't kick out, you won't kick out, and if you kick out Aoyu, you won't be kicked out!"

Ao Yu, who was eavesdropping, let out a loud voice: "Master, why kick me out! I'm so honest, so good!"

Zhuang Fan sighed pitifully: "Oh, my apprentice is so hungry that I can't afford it, so I can only drive him home!" Ao Yu rushed over to make trouble for him, and Zhuang Fan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The three of them had a quarrel, and the three elders all cried until their stomachs were full. Wukong didn't go home tonight, and still slept with Tang Seng.

Ao Yu quarrels not to sleep by herself, saying she is afraid of the dark and ghosts, so she still turns into a little dragon and sleeps on Zhuang Fan's chest stretched out.

Zhuang Fan was afraid that the monkey's knot would not be settled, so he was spoiled by his disciple, and he was spoiled by the last one, and the two of them were also spoiled, so they all rested on the big bed lying upright.

The three master and apprentice chattered in the middle of the night, but Zhuang Fan couldn't bear it and fell asleep.

Ao Yu chatted with his elder brother while his master was asleep, and then ran to the west sea for a while.

The monkey waited for a long time for his junior brother not to come back. He was so sleepy that he got up and got up at night. As soon as he went out, he saw the little god Ding Mao who was on duty today hiding behind the screen wall, and whispered to him: "Great Sage! Great Sage! Here, come here." !"

Wukong was sleepy in a daze, and said impatiently: "Why are you such a chicken thief? You don't sleep in the middle of the night! What a problem!"

Ding Mao Xiaoshen dragged Wukong to a secluded place, and persuaded: "Great Sage, don't make your master sad in the future, your master loves you so much, we all see it! I envy you!"

Wukong blushed: "My master treats me well!"

The little god Ding Mao said again: "You know what, yesterday you had abdominal pain and drowsiness, you don't know, your master wants to cut your wrists and let blood to feed you!"

Wukong really didn't know about this, and was shocked when he heard the words, and was about to rush into the house to see his master, but the little god Ding Mao stopped him quickly: "It's not cut, it's not cut, you look at you, and you are impatient! Stopped by me!"

The monkey glared at him: "You're going to scare my old grandson to death!" Then he asked confusedly, "Why is Master feeding me blood?"

The little god Ding Mao also stared at him: "Don't you know that he is the reincarnation of the golden cicada, the second disciple of the Western Saint-Old Tathagata Buddha, a good man of the ninth generation, and his blood is more powerful than the elixir! He If you didn't really love you, how could you think of feeding you blood? The knife almost cut into the blood! Later you took the pill and fell into a coma, and your master carried you all the way!"

Wukong was silent for a while, Dingmao Xiaoshen said: "Great Sage, you got out of trouble this time and met a good master, don't make things difficult for your master in the future, and protect him all the way to the west, huh? You can also accumulate merits and get good luck!"

After hearing this, the Great Sage left without making a sound, and his figure disappeared into the night. The little god Ding Mao watched him, and seeing that he seemed to be wiping away his tears, he sighed and disappeared.

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1. I don’t know what’s wrong, Ao Yu cried again, crying until the bed was wet

Zhuang Fan sighed: "The pig essence hasn't come yet, let's have a crying essence first, what a mess!"You collapsed, Ao Yu, the image of the jade-faced little white dragon collapsed, did you know that! ?

Ao Yu cried: I want a little clay figurine too, I want a little clay figurine too

Zhuang Fan: Go, go home and cry!

Ao Yu immediately stopped talking, and turned into a small white horse the size of a palm, lying on Zhuang Fan's lap, staring at Master with tears in her eyes.

Zhuang Fan: I lost!The apprentice is too cute, buy, buy, buy!give give give!

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