Master, he is always wrong

Chapter 39

Although she had won a large basket of winter dates, and after splitting half of it out, the remaining half was enough for her to eat for a long time, but Chu Xiaotao was still unhappy after returning.

After pondering for a long time in my own boudoir, I went to the meditation room where my master meditated to complain.

"Master, master, that big white goose said I was ugly!" Swinging his docile sleeves, the disturbed Chu Chenzhi had to open his eyes to look at her.

Asked: "Which big white goose?"

"Just chase that big white goose behind Cancan's ass, the one you disfigured me a few days ago."

"I have never said such a thing as a teacher." He refused to admit it.

"Don't worry about it, Master, he said I was ugly, said I was ugly!"

"Oh?" Chu Chenzhi looked at his apprentice with fixed eyes, and the corner of his mouth raised a soft arc, and he touched his little apprentice's small head with relief.

"He is talking nonsense, don't pay attention to it."

"But Tu'er can't swallow this breath, why don't Tuer give him another medicine to disfigure him again?"

"Tao'er, the last time was to let him reap the consequences. If the same mistakes happen again this time, not to mention that the other party is on guard, you probably won't succeed. The nature of the medicine is completely different. No, understand?"

"Then he said I was ugly, and said that I was like a short winter melon, so dark that I couldn't be darker than autumn, how could I be darker than autumn!" Chu Xiaotao was angry persistently.

Chu Chenzhi, who was physically and mentally exhausted after coaxing his apprentice, said, "It's okay, this is very good."

Chu Xiaotao was furious.

"Master also thinks I'm ugly?"

"No, it's just that I'm a little face-blind as a teacher."

"Ah?" Chu Xiaotao was a little confused, what did the master mean by this?
Face blind, so don't care?
Sensing the little disciple's thoughts, Chu Chenzhi smiled lightly and hugged her in his arms, and opened the book in front of him. One line read: I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to see me like this.

"Do you know what the next sentence is?"

"I don't know."

"I see that all living beings are grass and trees, but you are the green hills."

The uneducated Chu Xiaotao: "???" I don't know what to say, how to answer, so just shut up, anyway, what Master said makes sense.

After looking down at Chu Chenzhi who was playing the piano for a while, he suddenly became angry.

With a "snap—" he put down the book in his hand.

The voice was a bit cold and serious: "Master, all the knowledge that I usually teach you has been stuffed into the dog's stomach?"

"Master, we don't have a dog at home, so you won't let us keep it." Eyes full of anticipation.

Chu Chenzhi was so angry that his fingertips were trembling, "You, you really want to die of anger as a teacher!"

A small hand secretly touched the undulating chest, caressing it like a hair.

The little mouth was still muttering: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, too much anger will hurt Master."

"You elm bump head!"

"Yeah, my apprentice is elm, and also lump, lump. Master, how about having lump soup for dinner today?" His big eyes twinkled and sparkled.

After finally calming down, Chu Chenzhi became impetuous again.

"You" for a long time, met those eyes looking forward to purity, finally calmed down and compromised.

After chanting the meditation mantra silently for a while, he asked in a calm tone: "Add sugar or chili?"

"Can I have both?"

"Choose one of the two, otherwise I will not do it as a teacher."

"Then add sugar!"

After Chu Chenzhi went to the kitchen to tinker, Chu Xiaotao thought about it, and went over with a small bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus honey that she made a long time ago.

"Master, if you don't want to add spice, can you add sweet-scented osmanthus honey?"

"Why do you need to add sugar if you add sweet-scented osmanthus honey?" Under the steam, Chu Chenzhi was helpless and funny.

Looking at the living treasure standing outside the kitchen door, he thought about it for a while, then ran in with an idea, leaned in front of him and raised his head and said, "Then, how about adding half of the sweet-scented osmanthus honey and half of the sugar?"

Chu Chenzhi complied with her wishes, but when he put it down, the spoon bumped again and again.

Seeing that the spoonful was full and bouncing, putting in just a little bit, Chu Xiaotao became anxious.

"Master, stop shaking your hands."

"I didn't shake for the teacher." He said nonsense in a serious manner.

"Then put another spoonful."

"Half-saying is half-talking, Taoer. To be a man, one must keep one's word and not go back on one's word."

"But Master, you're flipping the spoon!"

"The teacher said, no, it's because you read it wrong."

"Master bullies people!"

"Bullying people is not bullying Tao'er."

"Tao'er is also a human being."

"Oh, it turns out that Tao'er is also a human being."

"Master, what do you mean by that? Why is Tao'er not a human?"

Chu Chenzhi said calmly: "Then Taoer, tell me, what is a human being? Taoer is right, and I will add a spoonful of sweet-scented osmanthus honey for you as a teacher."

In the end, Chu Xiaotao made a lot of conjectures but was rejected, so she had to obediently eat the not-so-sweet pimple soup.

There is no definite generalization about what it means to be a human being. Everyone has their own point of view. As long as Chu Chenzhi thinks it is wrong, there will be no day when he is right.

(End of this chapter)