On the street of Jiefang Road, Xu Er 'an carried the deaf old lady on his back.
A middle-aged auntie said," Please count. This is 62 pounds. Count it well. Your 62 pounds is not less than one pound! I should give you 12.40 yuan.”
"Don't, don't, don't. 12.50 yuan, which 4.00 yuan sounds so bad?”
The deaf old lady on Xu Er 'an's back bargained.
However, the other party did not buy it. He took out the money and said,"It's only 12.40 yuan.”
The Deaf Old Lady wanted to continue bargaining, but Xu Er 'an quickly said,""Give it to me!"
Then, Xu Er 'an carried the Deaf Old Lady and left.
The Deaf Old Lady said," You're so silly. A cent more is a cent!"”
"This is the first time I've seen the old lady exchange food stamps! Besides, I'm a police officer! I'll take you directly to the police station and charge you with speculation!”
Xu Er 'an complained.
Given the old lady's character, there was absolutely no problem in suing her for speculation.
Of course, Xu Er 'an would not do this.
At this moment, the old lady was tactically deaf."What are you talking about?"
"I said you were too smart!" Xu Er 'an said.
At this time, the Deaf Old Lady was not deaf anymore. She said proudly,"Of course, she looks like you. What a fool! If you continue like this, who knows when you'll be able to get a wife!”
"If the commoners were as smart as you, then the commoners would have become criminals!”
At this moment, the Deaf Old Lady was tactically deaf again. She asked,"What did you say? I can't hear you clearly.”
"I said you are a good person!" Xu Er 'an said.
"Good my ass!" The Deaf Old Lady said with a smile.
Xu Er 'an felt helpless about this. This old lady was indeed quite cute at times.
After exchanging the food tickets, Xu Er 'an carried the old lady back to the courtyard.
Coincidentally, she met Lou Xiao'e who was buying groceries.
Lou Xiao'e saw Xu Er 'an carrying the Deaf Old Lady, so she came over and asked,""Er 'an, Old Madam, where did you go?”
"Sister-in-law, you don't know why this old lady asked me to carry her so early in the morning! She actually…ugh…"
At this moment, the old lady covered Xu Er 'an's mouth and stopped him from continuing.
However, at this time, Lou Xiao'e noticed the shoes on Xu Er 'an's feet and asked,""Er 'an, who gave you these shoes?”
"The old lady gave it to me." Xu Er 'an replied.
"So the old lady asked me to buy her shoes for you! Tell me earlier!" Lou Xiao'e complained.
However, she thought to herself that she really did not care much about Xu Er 'an. It was the New Year, and she did not know how to buy him clothes or shoes.
"Alright, Sister-in-law, go home and make dumplings.”Xu Er 'an said.
Without stopping, Xu Er 'an carried the old lady and returned to the courtyard with Lou Xiao'e.
At this moment, First Uncle and Third Uncle were putting up couplets at the door. Looking at the couplet, First Uncle said,"Damn Third Uncle, this calligraphy is really good. The more I look at it, the more I look at it!”
Third Uncle also said proudly,"The words are like the person, and the style is like the person. According to the saying in the past, one could tell 80% of a person by looking at their words!”
"From the looks of it, you're not a good person.”Xu Er 'an mocked as he passed by.
When Third Uncle heard this, he was unhappy."Xu Er 'an, where are you standing!”
Xu Er 'an stopped, turned around, and asked,""What's wrong?"
Third Master…No, he was no longer Third Master. Xu Er 'an was the real Third Master.
Yan Bugui angrily pointed at Xu Er 'an and said,""Xu Er 'an, let me tell you. You can say that I'm not good at other things, but you can't say that my handwriting is bad!”
"Your handwriting is indeed not good. Why aren't you willing to admit it?”Xu Er 'an sneered, his eyes full of disdain.
"Ha! You sure have big words! You said that my writing is not good enough. If you have the ability, why don't you write one?”Yan Bugui laughed coldly.
Seeing that things were not looking good, First Uncle immediately said,"Alright, alright, what's going on? Er 'an, why do you have to argue with Third Uncle? The word 'Third Grandpa' was indeed written well.”
"First Master, Yan Bugui is no longer Third Master. In addition, his handwriting was indeed not good. His writing was simply humiliating calligraphy!”
Xu Er 'an didn't give in and directly went head-on with Yan Bugui.
Yan Bugui was furious. He was a teacher of the people, but now he was being scolded like that. Who could stand it?
The old lady on his back and Lou Xiao'e beside him were both worried.
Although they also felt that Yan Bugui was not a good person, he had been a teacher of the people for many years. If he really wanted to play with words and ink, it would still depend on Yan Bugui!
Yan Bugui was so angry that his face turned ashen. He said angrily to Xu Er 'an,""Deal! Xu Er 'an, you said that my writing is not good enough. If you have the ability, why don't you write one?”
Xu Er 'an smiled and thought," Since you want to die, I'll grant you your wish!
"Dare I ask Teacher Yan, if my handwriting is better than yours, what should I say?”Xu Eran thought about it and wanted to set a trap for Third Uncle on the spot.
"If you write better than me, I'll immediately take down this couplet and paste yours on it. If I see you in the future, I'll take a detour!”Third Uncle said.
However, this was not what Xu Er 'an wanted. He continued,""This bet is meaningless.”
"Then tell me, what is meaningful?"
"If I win, give me your bicycle! If I win, I'll give you my bicycle!”
At this moment, Xu Er 'an was thinking about Third Uncle's bicycle.
Although his family did not lack bicycles, he could give them away!
Yan Jiecheng's wife was pretty good, but she didn't have a bicycle. If she gave him a bicycle…hehe…
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