Little Pig ended the video call and glanced at Zhu Zi, who had a cold face beside him. He knew perfectly well why his master was angry. In fact, Zhu Zi was just saying it, but he had already agreed to the marriage between Aunt Tian and Uncle. Otherwise, how could he still let Aunt Tian live with his maternal grandfather?
"Master, when are we going back?"
"What's the rush? Let's go gather herbs first. There are many kinds of poisonous plants here, so let's gather more to make medicine." Zhu Zi rolled her eyes.
There are still two months or so until the Chinese New Year, what's the rush!
"Master, Aunt Tian and my uncle are both married. When are you going to find me a master's wife?" Little Pig urged for marriage for the thousand and first time.
While other adults worry about their children's marriages, his apprentice is the one who's constantly urging them to get married.
Zhu Zi snorted and quickened his pace. He was annoyed by these words. What was so good about marriage? Being single was more comfortable. Only a fool would get married, and he was certainly not a fool.
"Master, you're already thirty-five. In a few more years you'll be forty. My dad is only five years older than you, and his son is already ten years older than me. Aren't you ashamed?" Little Pig relentlessly urged him to get married.
He longed for a soft and sweet junior sister. He no longer expected anything from his own sister. When Jingjing was first born, Little Pig was very happy, looking forward to a sweet and soft little girl calling him brother. Little Tiger and Little Jie were also looking forward to it, because neither of them had a sister.
But now, all three of them have completely given up. Even Xiao Hu can't beat Jing Jing. The idea of her being fragrant and soft doesn't exist at all in his sister's body. It's probably hopeless to try to change her. Xiao Zhu thinks it's more hopeful to hope that Master marries a gentle and virtuous master's wife and has another soft and cute junior sister.
Zhu Zi didn't even turn her head, and coldly snorted, "Your father's son is now my apprentice. An apprentice is like half a son. Why would I need to get married?"
"That's only half. My dad has two sons and a daughter. Master, you don't even have a daughter. Isn't that shameful?"
"What's shameful about it? I wouldn't even want half a daughter like your sister." Zhu Zi spoke without any mercy. He had originally wanted to take An An and Jing Jing as his apprentices, but after spending a few days with these two little devils, he decisively changed his mind.
The value of having a few disciples lies in their quantity and quality. He only needs one little pig. He is not worthy of those two troublemakers, so he will let Ye Qingqing and Lu Mo cause trouble.
The little pig choked. Although he agreed with his master's words, she was still his younger sister, so he had to defend her. "Jingjing is still young. Girls change a lot as they grow up. She'll be more sensible when she's older. Besides, not all girls are like Jingjing. Some little girls are so sweet and soft, they're very likable."
"Didn't encounter it."
Zhu Zi was impatient; he had never met a girl he liked, whether she was young or old, they were all quite annoying.
The stupid ones are too stupid, the pretentious ones are too pretentious, the noisy ones are too noisy, the ugly ones are too ugly... He can't stand any of them, so what's the point of getting married?
"That's because you haven't met any, Master. There are plenty of cute little girls out there. Hey, Master, be careful!" the little pig cried out.
Zhu Zi quickly stopped, but still bumped into something soft. He looked down and saw a little girl, about three or four years old, smiling innocently at him. Her chubby paws were tightly wrapped around his leg, and her face was also chubby.
"Uncle...you're beautiful..."
The little girl was speaking English, which is the official language of this small tropical country. Even the children can speak it, although the little girl's pronunciation is unclear, but it sounds quite pleasant.
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