Chapter 751 Politely Reject Old Master Shen was restless and was playing with fish at home.

Who would have thought that man's plans were always out of his control? At about one o'clock, there was a burst of chatter outside the courtyard gate, mixed with a few familiar calls.

"Teacher Shen? Is Teacher Shen home?"

"Old Shen, open the door, we're here!"

Mr. Shen's heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself that this was not good.

Wow! Led by Grandma Wang, followed by two or three familiar old ladies from the morning exercise group, they were gathered at the gate of his house, craning their necks to look inside.

There's no hiding anymore.

Mr. Shen gritted his teeth and walked over to open the door reluctantly.

As soon as the door opened, several old ladies immediately gathered around, talking in a flurry.

"Oh, Mr. Shen, you're finally open. Why didn't you come to the park this morning? We were so worried."

"That's right, we thought you were unwell. Are you okay?"

"Did you hurt your back during practice yesterday? I have a plaster that works really well!"

Grandma Wang didn't rush to speak. She stood a little behind him and scanned his face carefully, as if to confirm whether he was really ill. The inquiry in her eyes made Mr. Shen feel a little hot on his face.

Mr. Shen has lived to such an old age, experienced storms, and dealt with situations, but he was surrounded by a group of old ladies and asked why he didn't go for a walk in the park. This was really the first time.

He didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and could only smile and explain dryly:

"It's okay, it's okay. Thank you all for your concern. I just... I just woke up this morning and felt a little tired. Laziness is coming on, so I just wanted to rest at home. I'm really fine. I'm fine."

A quick-witted Grandma Li took over the conversation, "Tired? Then you need to move more. We old sisters, who doesn't feel tired? If we move and sweat a little, we will feel refreshed. You, the old master, can't lead the way in being lazy."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Shen, without you here, we can't do the movements properly. We are leaderless!"

"Come on tomorrow, everyone is counting on you!"

You and I were talking back and forth, and Mr. Shen was so blocked that he couldn't say a single word.

He nodded repeatedly and agreed vaguely: "Oh, okay, okay, I'll go tomorrow, I will definitely go..."

As expected, the attention of several old ladies quickly shifted from why Mr. Shen was absent to his small courtyard.

Their eyes swept across the low wall like searchlights over the herbs drying in the yard, the pots of flowers and plants in the corner, and the cleanly tidied bluestone slabs.

"Oh, Teacher Shen, your courtyard is really neat and tidy. It makes me feel comfortable just looking at it."

"That's right. It's much better than our chaotic yard. Where are your children? They don't live with you?"

This barrage of questions is much more difficult to deal with than asking about legal techniques.

The forced smile on his face was almost gone, his hands were sweating, and he could only mumble Tai Chi: "Ah... the children are busy, busy... I have a quiet life by myself, quiet..."

Just when he was about to be overwhelmed, the sound of a tricycle bell came from the entrance of the alley.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man from Xinweiju riding a bicycle, which suddenly stopped at the gate of the courtyard with a bamboo basket in the wheelbarrow.

The young man said in a bright voice: "Grandpa Shen, the store asked me to bring you something new. They said it was just brought from my hometown. It's called blueberry. Let you try it!"

These words were like pressing the pause button, and the old ladies' attention was instantly drawn to the bamboo basket.

The boy brought in the basket with great skill.

"Hey, what kind of fruit is this? It looks really good."

"Blueberry? I've never heard of it. Is it a foreign fruit?"

Old Master Shen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly stepped onto the stairs. His face regained its natural look, and he said, "Come on, everyone, try some. It's grown in my hometown."

The old ladies picked up a few out of curiosity and put them into their mouths carefully.

"Mmm! Sour and sweet, it tastes really good!"

“It’s delicious and juicy!”

The topic naturally turned from Mr. Shen's family situation to this novel fruit.

Before the sweet taste of blueberries melted in her mouth, Grandma Li found a new topic to talk about.

She swallowed the fruit pulp, wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and glanced back and forth between Grandpa Shen and Grandma Wang. She turned directly to Grandpa Shen:

"If you ask me, Mr. Shen, your character and demeanor are truly impeccable. But it's just the same. Not having a caring partner around you is definitely a flaw, isn't it?"

As she spoke, she nudged the elderly woman next to her with her elbow. "Don't you agree? I'm so old, what do I need? I just want someone to answer my questions and give me a cup of hot water when I have a headache or a fever!"

The other old lady immediately understood and echoed him, her tone sincere: "That's right, Old Shen, finding a companion would be perfect, and life would be fulfilling! It's so lonely guarding this empty yard all by yourself."

When Grandma Wang's name was called, two red clouds immediately appeared on her face.

The smile on Mr. Shen's face froze completely, and sweat began to form on his forehead again.

He had lived to such an old age and had seen all kinds of things, but to be "matched" by a group of old ladies in front of him was an experience that was really unbearable.

Grandpa Shen waved his hands repeatedly, shaking his head: "Oh, I appreciate the kindness of the elder sisters. At this age, I am buried in the dirt up to my neck. I have long been accustomed to being alone and quiet. My children are filial and come to see me every now and then. I am quite content and down-to-earth. I have never thought about finding a partner. I dare not think about it. Just let me live out the rest of my life in peace, not adding burden to society, and not causing trouble for the younger generation. That is better than anything else."

The yard suddenly became quiet.

The smiles on the faces of the old ladies faded a little, and they looked at each other.

The blush on Grandma Wang's face quickly faded. She raised her head to glance at Grandpa Shen, then lowered her head again and silently put the blueberry in her hand back into the basket.

The atmosphere was very awkward for a moment.

But if you don't make it clear, it will be bad if you drag it out.

It's better to just say it directly to avoid any trouble later.