Chapter 49 Good material beauty

   The same blood pressure twice, "ordinary people", really can't measure it!

"How is it, old man Zhang, should you be convinced now?" Old man Chen smiled lightly, "Seeing that you have been wandering outside the door for decades, as the big brother, I am both happy and deplored! If you don't work harder, it will be too late."

   "I'm glad you're a hammer! I'm sorry for your hammer!" Mr. Zhang was obviously not in a very good mood. He rudely pulled the sphygmomanometer while humming.

   "Don't, I'll measure yours too, let me take a look." Old Man Chen said hurriedly when he saw that he was about to put away the sphygmomanometer.

Mr. Zhang was dissatisfied, but he still measured his blood pressure according to what he said.

"Your blood pressure is one hundred and thirty-nine high pressure, eighty eight low pressure, and seventy-one pulse per minute." Listening to the measurement results of the sphygmomanometer, Mr. Zhang squinted at old man Chen, "How is it, satisfied? ?"

"This is your own business, what do I have to be satisfied with?" Old Man Chen chuckled, "I remember that your pulse rate was seventy-five beats per minute more than ten years ago, and after so many years, it has dropped four times? Tsk, at this age, I have lived to...

This remark made Mr. Zhang angry enough: "Chen Dagou, I told you not to go too far! I told you, the old man has a new disciple, and in a few years, he will hang you every minute. Just like you. Yes, ten stacks are not enough to see!"

"A new disciple? Well, I said Zhang Baldzi, that's not what you told me a few days ago!" Old Chen looked suspicious, "Could it be that one of your nephews and nephew, you two are playing double reeds, thinking Is there a stunt from the master who deceived the old man?"

   "Bah!" Mr. Zhang snorted, then ignored the words, got up and put the sphygmomanometer off.

His eyes followed the figure of Mr. Zhang, and the old man suddenly snorted, but it was only then that he noticed a long strip of calligraphy hanging on the side wall. Move like a dragon."

   "Hey, this banner is pretty good, old man Zhang, where did it come from?" Getting up and approaching the banner, old man Chen first looked at it, and then asked.

   "Hmph, the words were written by the old man, and the words were spoken by the disciples of the old man. How about you, give me a comment?" Mr. Zhang seemed to have found something to be proud of, and turned his anger into a calm voice.

   "That's a good word, what a word, dog SHI!" Chen old man said.

Mr. Zhang let out a long sigh, and then said: "Chen Dagou, you know, if you didn't know that three punches and two kicks, you would have been slashed long ago by someone with a low temper. Die, and then put it in a sack and sink into the river."

"The old man is just telling the truth. If you don't believe me, bring the brush over, and the old man can write a picture with the same words for you to see." Old man Chen said, "By the way, I can't remember the sack if you don't say it. Little daughter-in-law, what happened next?"

  In those days, the two old gentlemen witnessed something together in the countryside in a certain place, and that place was also the place where the two old men met.

A young daughter-in-law, because of a family change or a change in her relationship, would go to bed at night with a steel nail in one hand and a hammer in the other, and drive down the three-inch-long steel nail from the top of her husband's head, and then put her husband towards him. Packed in a sack, put two bricks in the sack, tied it up, and used an old-fashioned country-style single-wheeled cart to push her husband into the big river not far from home.

   Then a few days later, he casually ran to the local public security bureau to call the police: "My husband is missing, maybe he ran away with some wild woman."

   Incidentally, he also identified the names of several wild women, and one of them, "Wild Woman", was a famous local lady.

   This was a big deal at the time.

   It came to light later, and it was another coincidence that had nothing to do with it, but I won't mention it here, it's too long to say. The reason why Old Man Chen mentioned this at this time was because it had something to do with the farm where he was at that time.

   But before the matter was over, he went to another place for some reason. Then over the years, although the two elders have been in frequent contact, there is no reason to think about it or bring it up.

"What else can I do, I can handle it." Zhang Lao said lightly, "It's her son, who has been implicated a lot. He should have been a promising kid, but he retired at that time, and then he couldn't stay in the local area. I don't know. Where did you go?"

   "Parents are unscrupulous, killing their children." Old Man Chen sighed.

Mr. Zhang seemed to be quite convinced by Chen's words, so he didn't really come with a brush as Chen said, but just followed Chen's words: "There are few unscrupulous parents, and many unfilial children. I have seen such a case of unscrupulous parents in the past few decades, but they are unfilial children, but I have seen many more. I will not say it to others. The one of my old man is an unfilial child, all year round. It's rare to come and see my old man a few times."

"Come on, old man, people who don't know will think you're showing off after hearing what you said. That kid in your family is now a senior official of the frontier. Second time? It's not a new year or a holiday, and seeing you once is an incredible filial piety!"

"So, it's a lie to say that you depend on your descendants. I already know this. So, no, I have a disciple. That child is very spiritual, with talent and temperament. I will dump you a hundred. Street! The old man has decided to teach him everything I have learned in my life." Zhang Lao said.

   "It's really a little brat that you randomly met in the park? It's only been a few days, and you decided to pass on the mantle?" Old man Chen said at this time with a very real surprise.

   "What are you talking about, that kid's surname is Xu and his name is Xu Guangling. I called him 'Humble Word'." Mr. Zhang said with dissatisfaction.

   "Tsk, I think you're old and bald, you're dizzy. How could you make such a rash decision on such a big thing?" Old Man Chen said.

"As long as you don't rob me of a disciple, everything else is easy to talk about." Zhang Lao said lightly, "I regret calling you that day, and I tell you, if it is a day later, you will never be able to receive Lao Tzu's. telephone."

Hearing Old Zhang's words, Old Man Chen's expression became solemn, and he couldn't help but be solemn, "You mean, in just one day, that young man will let you have the idea of ​​accepting him as a disciple? I remember you Old Man Zhang's eyes. That's not an ordinary high. Back then, how many good materials and beauty came to you, but you didn't even care about it. Even that kid from my family, you only took him for two years and then sent him back. Offspring...Xiao Xu, could it be some kind of evildoer?"

   "You'll know when you see it." Zhang Lao said lightly, "Let's talk about it first, you only have to see it. If you want to steal someone, the old man will definitely turn against you!"

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  Thanks to "Iron Emperor" for the support of the recommendation ticket.

   (end of this chapter)