Bai Gu opened a door and walked in.
Before I could sit down, Mr. Wu’s teasing voice came out, “What, you were kicked out?”
Bai Gu twitched his lips, "God knows, I don't know what happened to Sister Xiaoqi. She got angry out of nowhere. Did she think of something bad?"
Mr. Wu walked out from behind the screen and couldn't help laughing and said: "Xiao Bai, let me teach you how to behave. Never talk about a woman's age in front of her in the future. This is a taboo. Don't touch it."
Bai Gu looked confused, "What can't be said about age? How old is how old you are, what's there to hide?"
"You still don't understand." Mr. Wu smiled and shook his head, sitting next to Bai Gu, "Most women pay most attention to appearance and age, and these two things are usually bound together in the eyes of the world. Age The older you are, the older you look, and the uglier you are. When you say a woman is older, it is equivalent to directly scolding her for being old and ugly. This is unacceptable to many women, and it is inevitable to get angry. It’s like the thing you cherish most, if someone says something bad to you, are you angry?”
Bai Gu thought for a while, "But Sister Xiaoqi is only twenty-three years old. She is not old and she is also very beautiful. Why are you angry?"
Mr. Wu put one hand on the table, half leaning on the Taishi chair, "I just said that women pay most attention to appearance and age. They all hope that they will stay eighteen forever. Because the cardamom years of eighteen are the most beautiful, no matter what Both age and appearance are the most perfect period in a woman's life. Even one more year old makes her feel older. No matter how old they are, they will think and claim that they are eighteen years old. They will always be. When others expose it When I'm fantasizing, I just get angry and yell at you, that's fine."
"Isn't this self-deception?"
"You said this yourself, it has nothing to do with me." Mr. Wu said with a smile.
Bai Gu shrugged and said it didn't matter, "I'm just telling the truth."
"Sometimes telling the truth is not necessarily a good thing."
"What's fake is just fake. If you don't even let the truth be told, what's the point? Are you trying to hide it? It's boring!" Bai Gu curled his lips and was speechless at what he said.
Mr. Wu chuckled: "You will know in the future that it will be much better if people live a smoother and softer life."
Bai Gu looked at Mr. Wu and said nothing.
"There is Tai Chi in the world, which emphasizes using softness to overcome hardness. I don't know if you have noticed at ordinary times. Many old people have lost all their teeth, but their tongues are still flexible. They can even crush things with their tongues and swallow them. There are also nails on people's hands and hair on their heads. Hair is like this. Living softly does not mean weakness, but tolerance. What you seek is to retreat in order to advance." Mr. Wu slightly curled his fingers and knocked on the table twice, "The humiliation of the crotch, lying on the salary and tasting courage, the predecessors Didn’t you set a good example for us?”
Bai Gu thought about it carefully, then shook his head and said, "I'm just a straight person, I can't learn this kind of thing."
"It's normal for young people to show their sharpness. If a young man is not vigorous, what will happen in his old age." Mr. Wu squinted his eyes and said with a smile.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a new-faced maid, whom Bai Gu had never seen before, walked in.
But it should be similar to Xiao Xi and Yu Qian, who are both Mr. Wu's personal maids.
The maid has beautiful eyebrows, fair face, and tall figure.
The corner of Bai Gu's mouth twitched slightly.
Mr. Wu's taste in picking maids is as good as his medical skills, and they are all beauties.
The maid put down the two teacups and left with the tray in her arms.
Mr. Wu couldn't help but smile knowingly when he saw that Bai Gu's eyes had been on the maid since she just entered the door, and now she was still staring at the closed door.
Bai Gu waved his hand quickly, "Mr. Wu misunderstood. I simply thought that sister was very pretty, so I took a second look."
"I see, it's me, an old man, who is so sentimental." Mr. Wu picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
Bai Gu smiled bitterly and said, "That's not what I meant, Mr. Wu."
"Oh, you blame me for blaming me. I blame you for it." Mr. Wu put down his tea cup and looked out the window pretending to be sad.
Bai Gu's head is getting bigger.
Mr. Wu's words were beyond the reach of Bai Gu.
Bai Gu couldn't help but helplessly raised his forehead, "I surrender, I surrender. Mr. Wu, I surrender, don't mess with me."
A smile of success appeared on the corner of Mr. Wu's mouth, but his words were unyielding: "Are you blaming me for bullying the small by bullying the small by relying on the old?"
"I am young and careless, and there is still a large blank space on the scroll. I hope Mr. Wu will add more calligraphy." Bai Gu suddenly sat up straight and replied lightly.
Since Mr. Wu wants to play, I can only accompany you to the end.
Mr. Wu couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, turned his head and said with a smile: "Isn't this a good talker? Why didn't you say it just now?"
Bai Gu lowered his eyelids and looked at his teacup on the table, "Don't you always think Mr. Wu is a very dignified person?"
"Are you saying that I'm old and immoral?"
"It's okay, Mr. Wu, if you know it yourself, there's no need to say it."
Mr. Wu was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, young man is straightforward and straightforward, it is right not to have so many twists and turns!"
Bai Gu smiled slightly: "That's not the case, it's just talking about people and talking about ghosts."
Mr. Wu was noncommittal and changed the topic: "Have you recognized a master?"
Bai Gu nodded, and he got angry when he mentioned this: "The old guy arranged it, and he didn't even ask me if I wanted to. That guy is sloppy, stingy, and a drunkard! Just give me two articles on breaking skills. I don’t even have the weapons I want to protect myself from! You’re a cheapskate!”
Bai Gu took a sip of tea and continued: "Isn't it just asking him to buy a breakfast? As for asking me to invite him back at noon that day? After all, he is a master, can't he be generous to his apprentices? Souchou Sosou , I’m so petty!”
Mr. Wu laughed and said: "The old guy arranged it, so of course he has deep meaning. When you meet him in the future, you can ask. But who did he ask you to recognize as your master?"
"A sloppy and stingy drunkard! Oh, he said his name is Lin Xianyu and he is a swordsman."
"It's him." Mr. Wu suddenly realized, and a figure appeared in his mind, "Okay, why did he become an alcoholic?"
"Do you know Mr. Wu?" Bai Gu caught the key point of Mr. Wu's words.
Mr. Wu nodded, "I've met him before. He's a nice young man with a good character and a promising future. But there are two things that aren't so good about him. The first one is that he's too stubborn and can't listen to advice."
"Where's the second one?" Bai Gu couldn't help but be curious.
"I like hanging out with old guys too much, which is particularly bad."
As he said that, Mr. Wu glanced at Bai Gu deliberately.
Bai Gu looked embarrassed, smiled and scratched his head.
