Learn My Fart
Jia Dongxu, who was in pain, threw his chopsticks away and pulled his hand back.
"Uncle He, if you don't want me to eat, just say it. Do you have to be so ruthless?”Jia Dongxu, who was in pain, kept gently stroking the back of his hand.
"You don't know the rules at all. Can't you see that I'm sweating from eating?”
"Go get me a fan."
He Daqing glared at Jia Dongxu.
" You're sweating so much that your family's rainwater is fanning you," Jia Dongxu said unhappily." I'm not your son."”
"Pa!"
He Daqing raised his hand and gave Jia Dongxu a tight slap.
Jia Dongxu had never been slapped since he was young. Just as he was about to get angry, he heard He Daqing say,"Don't you know that your disciple is half a son? If I can't command you on the first day, won't you be able to overturn the heavens in the future? This slap will teach you a lesson. Go, get me a fan."
Only then did Jia Dongxu remember that he was He Daqing's disciple. As a disciple, he should be filial and serve his master. Moreover, there was no difference between a master beating his disciple and a father beating his son.
She knew that if she said no again, He Daqing would definitely slap her again, and she would have no place to reason with him.
"Uncle He, my stomach hurts. I'm going to the toilet first.”
Jia Dongxu couldn't care less about how angry He Daqing was as his master and ran away.
"Dad, you hit Jia Dongxu. He must have gone home to complain. Jia Zhangshi is going to come to our house and make a scene. I'll go and close the door.”
The little girl was still a little afraid of Jia Zhangshi who was throwing a tantrum. She immediately got off the stool, closed the door, and then looked through the crack in the door to see the situation outside.
Jia Dongxu covered his face and returned home while cursing.
Jia Zhangshi saw Jia Dongxu covering his face and cursing as he came back. She thought something had happened and asked,""Dongxu, that He guy went back on his word? He took our money. If he goes back on his word, I'll make a scene in the courtyard no matter what.”
"Mom, He Daqing didn't go back on his word. He just wanted me to slap him. I didn't agree, so he gave me a slap.”Jia Dongxu put his hand down. The five fingerprints on his face were clearly visible.
"What right does this immoral He Daqing have to instruct you to fan him? Doesn't he have his own hands? I'll fight it out with him." Jia Zhangshi gritted her teeth and rushed out.
"Mom, it's useless even if you go. He Daqing is my master now. He has the right to hit me.”Jia Dongxu hurriedly pulled Jia Zhangshi back.
He also knew that if his mother really went to He Daqing's house to cause a ruckus, he would never be able to become He Daqing's apprentice.
During this period of blind dates, he finally understood that without a good job, he could forget about finding a good wife.
Learning Tan Family Cuisine from He Daqing was undoubtedly his best choice.
Jia Zhang-shi also sobered up and stopped in her tracks. She said with heartache,"Even if it's Master, you can't beat people up.”
"He Daqing asked Dongxu to fan him, but Dongxu didn't. It's normal for him to slap Dongxu. If you want to learn craftsmanship, you have to be filial to your master. Otherwise, why would someone teach you craftsmanship?”
"Dongxu, in the future, do whatever He Daqing asks you to do. He Daqing will only teach you cooking if he is happy.”
Old Jia said earnestly to Jia Dongxu.
Although he felt sorry for Jia Dongxu and blamed He Daqing for hitting him too hard, Jia Dongxu deserved it.
"Old Merchant, what are you talking about? Our Dongxu is a culinary student, not someone who wants to be beaten up. Go and tell He Daqing that if Dongxu doesn't listen, just say a few words and don't hit him.”
Jia Zhangshi came to Jia Laodian's side and tugged at his clothes.
"Dad, I think my mom is right. If I do something wrong in the factory kitchen and she gives me a slap, how am I going to face others?”
Jia Dongxu said.
"Old Jia, what are you still sitting there for? Hurry up and go!" Jia Zhangshi saw Old Jia sitting still and shouted at him.
Jia Laodian could only get up and walk towards He Daqing's house, only to find that the door of He Daqing's house was closed.
"Manager He…"
Jia Laodian came to He Daqing's house and knocked on the door as he shouted.
"Dad, Old Jia is the only one." He Yushui quietly ran back and whispered.
He Daqing had already thought of how to deal with the unruly Jia Zhangshi, but he didn't expect Jia Laodian to come alone. That meant that the Jia family still wanted Jia Dongxu to learn cooking from him and didn't want to fall out with him.
He got up and went to the door, opening it.
"Mr. Jia, your Dongxu is too bad.”
"Back when I was learning the art, not only did I serve tea and pour water, I even poured Master's toilet bowl. I even asked your Dongxu to fan me. He still wants to learn the art? What's the point of learning? If I let him come to my house to work for an hour every day, wouldn't he turn the tables?”
"I can't teach such a delicate disciple. You should find someone else.”
He Daqing took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Jia Laodian's hand.
Old Jia swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
"Manager He, just now, I have already ruthlessly scolded that good-for-nothing at home. I came to tell you that if he doesn't listen, you can beat him up!”
"Manager He, please give my Dongxu another chance on account of our many years of friendship.”
Not only did Jia Laodian not dare to accept He Daqing's money, but he also expressed his stance directly.
He also knew that if he did not express his stance, He Daqing would definitely not accept his son as his disciple.
"Alright, for your sake, I'll give him another chance. If he still acts like this, then don't blame me for not being considerate.”After saying that, He Daqing closed the door and did not give Old Jia a chance to act tough.
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