Handsome old man Jian Xiu re-employment

He Jianguo's home is a very ordinary neighborhood.

His family lives on the second floor of the community. There is a big camphor tree downstairs, and there is still a camphor tree on one side of the camphor tree.The first few dogs barking under the camphor tree, there are native dogs and foreign dogs, and they bark quite loudly.

Then there are many air-conditioning external units with white shells, dripping water from the outside.

He Jianguo locked the car and sighed in pain: "Eight yuan, it's really expensive."

Chen Chaosheng was sitting on the pedal and stretching his legs.His legs were sore and swollen.

The main reason was that He Jianguo drove the electric car too wildly. He took Chen Chaosheng through five or six traffic lights in a row. A traffic policeman on the road wanted him to wear a helmet, so he also ran away.Chen Chaosheng's long hair was blown against his face by the wind.

What was even worse was his Taoist robe, the hem of which had been dragging on the ground. It was so dirty that the original color could not be discerned, and there was even muddy water dripping down.

"It's been a long time since I rode this happily." He Jianguo sighed with satisfaction, "It's really a beautiful thing to ride an electric bike in summer."

He pushed open the iron door downstairs and signaled Chen Chaosheng to follow.

Chen Chaosheng walked slowly behind.

The sun was still shining overhead, making his cheeks burn. .

He Jianguo opened the door with a key.

It's also an unusual arrangement.

On the wooden shelf on the left is a white jade Guanyin statue, next to the Guanyin is a racing car Hatsune bought by the grandson of the He family, basically put together.Things are neatly organized.

He Jianguo said that his wife believes in Buddhism, he is a firm materialist, and his grandson likes this kind of plastic figurine.

So the three of them seek common ground while reserving differences.He was unwilling to seek common ground while reserving differences.It is really strange to put such a stylishly dressed Japanese woman next to Guanyin.But his grandson said that this thing is more expensive than Jade Guanyin, so He Jianguo sacrificed the two Bodhisattvas without saying a word.

He rummaged in the shoe cabinet, only to find a pair of slippers with pink bows.

Chen Chaosheng struggled for a while before getting dressed.

"Then I... came in?" Chen Chaosheng was quite at a loss, holding the hem of his Taoist robe.

"Come in." He Jianguo sat down on the sofa, "I'm exhausted, old man."

"Change your clothes first." He Jianguo said again, "It's outrageous to wear a skirt."

He got up, and found a bulging bag from the bottom of the closet by the wall: "These are my grandson's old clothes, let's make do."

"Hey... where's your grandson?" Chen Chaosheng stood by the door awkwardly.

He is not used to going into other people's lairs.

"Oh... that guy didn't study well. He took the college entrance examination for three years. He passed the first line of the first year with five points. He could read the second one. He didn't want to study. He repeated the year and passed the second line with two points. We wanted to ask him to read it, but he himself didn’t want to. In the third year, his mentality collapsed, and he didn’t pass the second line.” He Jianguo sighed heavily, “It’s useless stuff, it’s the fourth year this year, I don’t know if it will work. Can't have a specialist study."

Chen Chaosheng followed suit with a sigh.

Pity the parents of the world.

Grandparents are the same.

He thought of a disciple named He in his sect, whose sword also got worse the more he practiced.

Later, I found out that he was not practicing the sword, but it was outrageous that he was practiced by the sword.

His sword was taken away by the sword cultivator, but his sword has inherited the complete memory and identity as a sword, so his sword has been looking forward to being practiced by him all day long.

However, of these two, one worked hard to practice swords and wanted to realize the Tao, and the other really thought that he had become a master of swords.

Seven or eight years later, he was still the outer disciple who couldn't understand the Dao, but his sword had also jumped from a low-grade ordinary sword to a high-grade good sword, and anyone who saw it would praise him as a "good sword".

He Jianguo rummaged around, and found a dress that he could see from the closet.

Other ripped jeans, fancy Hong Kong-style shirts, and a yellowed school uniform...

"Put on these two first." He Jianguo said, "The others are not suitable for people to wear."

The upper one is printed with Peppa Pig.The trousers are suit shorts.

Chen Chaosheng took the clothes: "Thank you."

When he earns some silver taels, he must pay the old man back.

He took off the Taoist robe, and even the muddy Taoist robe was black and white, and a piece of strawberry-flavored bubble gum was stuck on it.

Chen Chaosheng put on his T-shirt and stuck his legs into his pants.

Today's folk customs are really too open.

He looked at the two long legs that were exposed.

The bones and flesh are well-proportioned, the thin layer of muscle is just right, and it is as white as jade.The only fly in the ointment is that there is a lot of hair on the top, but it does not prevent him from admiring his legs.

Chen Chaosheng touched his legs, feeling more and more handsome.Not only handsome, but also has the masculinity of a man.

"Not bad, more energetic, more like a vigorous male high school student." He Jianguo looked him up and down, and smiled slightly.

"...Thank you?" Chen Chaosheng yawned.

He sat down on the sofa and put aside some plastic fans with advertisements printed on them.

"Wear a skirt and make it look like a girl. People, they just want to talk about spirit, if they lack masculinity." He Jianguo said a lot, "What will happen if you don't have masculinity?"

"What will happen?" Chen Chaosheng couldn't guess.

It will nourish the stomach, he guessed.

"There's no vitality! He's listless, what does he look like?" He Jianguo said clearly, "It's like that TV star who plays every day. What's his name? I think he will show his fox tail sooner or later."

"Baifushui?" Chen Chaosheng asked in a low voice.

"Yes, yes, it's not good to play devils anymore. What kind of award did you win? Now it's up to the sky with your nostrils."

Chen Chaosheng sighed inaudibly.

His brother is a real vixen.

He felt that he should find a chance to meet his senior brother.

Without him, senior brother has money.

His senior brother is always very rich, he has to eat half of his food and throw away the other half, and his clothes need to be made of high-quality materials.After all, following his senior brother is not likely to suffer a disadvantage.

In this world where money is the only way to survive, his senior brother must be living a very happy life.

"Chaosheng, you will sleep in my grandson's room tonight." He Jianguo said after putting away his clothes.

"What about him?" Chen Chaosheng asked shyly.

The sweat on his body had dried up, and he felt a little cool.

"He lives in the dormitory." He Jianguo said, "It took a lot of effort to get the little bastard to live in the school. With the teacher in charge of him, we two old people feel more at ease."

"My wife is going to play mahjong." He Jianguo scratched his head, "Chaosheng, do you know how to cook?"

Chen Chaosheng thought about when was the last time he cooked.

The last time I cooked was naturally the last time.

He has cooked once in his life.

It was at his master's birthday banquet.

His brothers and sisters all cook the famous dishes they have heard of by themselves, what kind of braised lion head, what kind of Buddha jumping over the wall... Only Chen Chaosheng is an honest man, honestly went to the restaurant at the bottom of the mountain to pack a steamed sea bass .

He had never cooked since he was a child, and neither was his sword.He was worried that if what he did was too much to eat, the master would scold him to death.

Unexpectedly, on the day of the birthday banquet, the master said that his sea bass tasted the best.

The meals cooked by other seniors were unpalatable, unpalatable and unpalatable, and the rest were unpalatable.The group of sword repairmen used their swords as spoons, and instead of hooking up the dishes, they poked the pot instead.

The only one that was complete in color and fragrance was the sea bass packed by Chen Chaosheng.

That day, everyone in the Zongmen was robbing him of his perch, and dozens of pairs of chopsticks picked up a small perch from him.

His master also rewarded him with a new sword manual that day.

Chen Chaosheng lowered his head, sitting on the soft sofa made him a little sleepy.

"Not very good at it." Chen Chaosheng said, "Can eat dead people."

"Hey...Really, if you don't learn how to cook, how can there be a girl who will marry you in the future?" He Jianguo took out his smartphone from his pocket.

"Cooking is tiring. So is washing dishes." Chen Chaosheng said softly.

He has been fasting for so many years, and he no longer needs to eat.

Not only was his appetite weak, but Chen Chaosheng seemed to be simply lazy.

When you are hungry, you have to eat, and when you eat, you have to pull.

Master Sword Immortal shit is detrimental to the view.

So Lord Sword Immortal does not need these worldly desires.

"I have to order takeaway again today." He Jianguo said helplessly, "Let's see which private kitchen is better to order today?"

"Before my wife comes back, I have to put the takeaway in a bowl and clean up the garbage." He Jianguo grabbed his phone and flicked twice, "If she knows that I can't cook, and hates me, the old man will divorce me what to do?"

"But I lied to her that I cook delicious food, that's why the old woman is with me. You can't let her know that I'm ordering takeaway."

"Chaosheng, I'll take you to the mental hospital tomorrow, what should I do if the food inside doesn't taste good?"

Chen Chaosheng lost all drowsiness in an instant.

The author says:

Jianxiu, if you go to a mental hospital, you will find that everyone is very smart

【serious】

Got it wrong, reviewer brother, I made a mistake