Chapter 247
He has always been gentle and restrained, and he has been sitting in the formation for so many years, it should have been calm by now. But it may be influenced by this young body, or it may be a little blended with Zhou Xu's half of the spirit, so he would argue about such a trivial matter, as if he was back in his teens.
He scrambled to finish it, and he shook his head and smiled.
Zhou Xu took the main seat at this moment, and said in a daze, "Oh my god, you're not even 29 years old? I'm so awesome, and so pitiful."
Bu Ning: "?"
The ancestor was overwhelmed by his other half's stinky shamelessness, and after a long while he sighed and said: "It's all about committing crimes. You continue to talk."
"Oh..." Zhou Xu said: "I just want to say that twenty-nine years old is much older than me. You must have met many more people than me. You should be able to tell that the grandfather of my family doesn't like it at all. I."
Bu Ning didn't respond to these words, nodding and shaking his head was wrong, so he simply didn't speak.
Zhou Xu then continued: "Actually, I was very good when I was young. It is said that I have aura at a young age."
Bu Ning: "..."
"Of course, I know now, this is to borrow your light. But what? What's yours is mine." He was very self-conscious, and he wouldn't blush when he said anything, "Plus when I was a child with thick eyebrows and big eyes I am lovable and stand out among my peers. So when I was young, I went to live in my house, which was actually proposed by the grandfather himself. But he probably didn't like me when he saw me."
"Why?"
"Because—" Zhou Xu responded subconsciously, only to realize that it was not Bu Ning who asked, but Xia Qiao who was next to him.
"Oh, it's not easy, you're finally alive?" Zhou Xu snorted at him, and said, "Look at your promise, isn't it just your brother and the patriarch—"
Xia Qiao pointed at him: "Don't talk! I just finished digesting."
After he finished speaking, he remembered that Bu Ning was inside Zhou Xu's body, and silently retracted his outstretched fingers, saying, "I just didn't want to understand, obviously I was there when my brother was there, when did they... …Well, it’s developing, why didn’t I see it.”
"See, this kind of person is a real fool." Zhou Xu said to himself.
Bu Ning was silent for two seconds, and used his body to turn his head for him.
So Zhou Xu saw that on the sofa behind him, Old Mao No. 2, the real fool, was staring at him quietly, with a cold look in his eyes.
Zhou Xu turned around cowardly, and decided to continue telling his own story: "That...that's how it is. There are so many rules in my family, which have been passed down from generation to generation. One of the rules is that a child with talent and aura like me, when he arrives My family is going to pay homage to the Patriarch, so I have to kowtow."
Bu Ning couldn't hold back again, frowned slightly, and said in disapproval: "Even if I was apprenticed to a teacher back then, it was nothing more than crossing my hands and making a long bow."
Although he called Zhuang Ye a senior brother, they actually had the same year's apprenticeship ceremony.
At that time, Zhuang Ye was one year older than him, knew more than him, and was more polite than him. When he was apprenticed to the teacher, he wanted to knock him big because he couldn't reach Chen, but as soon as his knees bent, he was lifted up by the mountain wind when Chen didn't sweep his long sleeves.
"You don't need to kneel when you see the sky and the earth, what do you do if you kneel." That's what Chen didn't say at the time.
He and Zhuang Ye were ignorant and cautious at the time, like frightened birds, afraid that they would make Master unhappy if they reacted wrong. Maybe it was because the panic in his eyes was too obvious, so Chen Dao added another joke: "Unless your legs and feet are weak, you just can't stand."
After speaking, he moved two futons, and let the two little apprentices who staggered on the ground fall sideways inside.
From then on, when they saw Chen Chen, they did not salute but made long bows.
"Don't you need to kneel?" Zhou Xu said puzzledly, "No, I read in the book that all the disciples had to kneel when they saw the Patriarch. It’s the patriarch who is very coercive, and secondly, he doesn’t like—”
Before he could finish speaking, Bu Ning appeared.
Just as he was about to speak with a straight face, he heard Lao Mao jump up: "Fart."
As soon as you hear this tone, you know who the bird grew up with.
Bu Ning was not able to speak vulgar words. After listening to Lao Mao's scolding, he nodded in satisfaction, and asked with a calm expression: "Where did you read the miscellaneous books? It's just nonsense."
Before Zhou Xu could answer, Lao Mao spoke again: "The later books were compiled in this way, I don't know who started it."
"Anyway, I have read a lot of books in my family, and I have read a little in other families. When it comes to these, the content is not bad, and the sayings are quite unified. It can be seen that it has been passed down for thousands of years." Zhou Xu said. As I read it, I suddenly thought that these books are widely circulated in this world, and it is easy for interested people to find them. I'm sure I've seen it too...
At first glance, those contents seem to have a clear path, well-founded and well-founded. It is obviously a lie, but it deceives the future generations into believing it to be true.
I don't know what kind of thoughts Xie Wen will have when he sees it.
Do you find it ridiculous? Or is it over?
Zhou Xu suddenly felt a little emotional.
He used to envy the characters often mentioned in the books, and felt that their lives were full of ups and downs, vigorous, whether good or bad, at least exciting.
Now that I really see those people, I feel that the days like his, which are as ordinary as water, with occasional surprises and surprises, are also rare in some people's eyes.
"So, you have to kowtow when you see the Patriarch of the Zhang family, and then what?" Xia Qiao felt very uncomfortable hearing this, and couldn't help asking another question.