While Tong Aiguo was explaining to Cai Tuantuan, he also saw Cai Gen's curiosity from the corner of his eye.
Well, that's right. As long as you are interested, there will be opportunities.
If you understand the origin of this ancestral tattoo, you will feel awe.
With this in mind, Tong Aiguo explained more diligently and became more proactive.
There was no need for Cai Tuan to ask questions. He began to count them as if they were treasures and began to introduce them in detail.
"Little brat, look at your eagerness to learn, so I'll tell you something."
Tong Aiguo kept pointing at the patterns on his body.
"This is Uxinbele, our god of agriculture, who taught us how to grow crops.
This is Jushebel, our hunting god, who taught us how to hunt animals.
This is Ezhenbele, our God of Fishing, who taught us how to fish and make nets.
This is Fodo Mama, our star god, who taught us divination of good and bad luck.
This person, as I just said, is our first generation grandpa, our ancestor god.
It's a pity that the God of War Aodu Mama doesn't care about me, otherwise I would have lost all the six ancestor gods. Isn't that awesome?"
"Amazing."
"really not bad."
"gain knowledge."
Um?
These words of praise were not said by Cai Tuantuan.
Tong Aiguo turned his head following the sound and saw three big men taking a bath in another pool, all coming over.
I listened carefully to the old man's explanation and couldn't help but admire it.
Compared with the old man's work, the husky and pippi shrimps he wore were so low-grade that I was too embarrassed to show them and covered them up with a towel.
"May I ask, what kind of traditional techniques are you using? Isn't it unusual at first glance?"
"It has both appreciation and cultural heritage, and involves spiritual beliefs."
"Absolute art, uncle, will you accept a disciple? Can you watch our three brothers?"
We pay for the tuition, and we can't let this craft be lost.
Don’t worry, we will never poke you out.”
Listening to the compliments of the three big men, Tong Aiguo was very happy and looked at Cai Gen proudly. However, when he heard that the tuition fee was paid, he felt a little changed.
Why are you afraid of being poked out?
These three little brats obviously don't think of themselves as good people.
"Get out of here, stay away from me, what the hell?"
The three big men didn't expect the old man to be so angry. They quickly took a towel to cover their dirty clothes and angrily ran away, away from Tong Aiguo.
After driving away the three troublemakers, Tong Aiguo picked up his previous mood and said to Cai Tuantuan.
"How's it going? Little brat, aren't you awesome?"
Cai Tuantuan blinked, but he really didn't see how powerful it was, so he asked the sentence that directly touched his soul.
"Uncle, what's the use of these?"
Cai Gen was listening and covered his forehead. This kid is showing off in front of you with great interest. You have to at least pretend to admire him, right?
What's the use?
These three words stimulated Tong Aiguo. He looked around and saw no outsiders.
"Little brat, I'll let you open your eyes."
With that said, Tong Aiguo grabbed the fishing god's position on his body, a red fishing net appeared out of thin air, and threw it into the bathtub.
Cai Gen was dumbfounded. Even if you have a fishing net, even if you know how to fish, what do you want to catch in this bathing pool?
Is this 35-degree hot spring water?
Is it possible to fish out a net of minerals?
Just when Cai Gen's mind was still filled with questions, the fishing net had already been lifted up.
"Wow, you can really fish? Dad, look, you can really fish."
Um?
Cai Gen and Xiao Sun unconsciously walked over and saw that there were bulging bags in the fishing net. Did they really catch something?
Through the blood-colored fishing net, Cai Gen saw the familiar four large koi carps, their heads tilted to one side, staring at Tong Aiguo with startled fish eyes.
Can you actually fish?
Isn’t this too straightforward?
Is the function of the God of Fishing so simple?
Cai Gen suddenly realized that his focus was wrong. The question should be, why are there fish in this bathing pool?
I saw it just now and always thought it was a fantasy or something, but now I see it can be fished out?
"Uncle Tong, this net? This fish? This"
Cai Gen didn't even know what to ask, and his mind was a little confused.
Tong Aiguo placed the fishing net in front of Cai Tuantuan, poked it, and threw the fish back into the water.
"How's it going? You know how powerful you are this time, right?"
Cai Tuantuan looked at the fish swimming away and kept nodding.
"It's amazing, it's amazing. Why should I let it go? Isn't it good to stew fish at night?"
Tong Aiguo sat in the water again, with an expression that you don't understand.
"You can't eat this fish, you can only watch it. It's not good to watch too much."
Cai Gen looked at the mysterious Tong Aiguo and decided to keep his son away from him.
"Cai Tuantuan, this is Grandpa Tong."
The introduction started at this time. Although it was a bit late, Cai Tuantuan still greeted him politely.
"Hello Grandpa Tong, I am Cai Tuantuan, his son."
Tong Aiguo seemed to have known about it for a long time and was very dissatisfied.
"Cai Gen, there is a seniority difference. You are my grandson, and your son calls me grandpa. Then you and your son have to be brothers. You can't mess with the seniority."
This oblique choice made Cai Gen very disgusted.
"Ah, yes, it should be called Mr. Tong, right?"
Cai Tuantuan was not used to this title. When he could call him Taiye, he was still too young. Later, Taiye was gone.
Just when he was about to change his name, Tong Aiguo spoke first.
"No need, I think this kid is pleasing to my eye. From now on when we are of the same generation, just call me Brother Tong. You two will discuss it separately from now on."
Shall I just talk about wool?
Do you know that ethical memes are already bad on the street?
Cai Gen knew that the old man was uncomfortable and was just causing trouble.
I didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so I pulled Cai Tuantuan away.
"The washing is almost done, you can quickly go up and play in the children's fort.
I have to go deliver it at noon later.”
When it comes to this, Cai Gen can't go on.
The food delivery customer is taking a bath here, who should I deliver it to?
"Uncle Tong, do you still want to eat for lunch?"
Tong Aiguo looked like you were talking nonsense.
"Why don't you eat? I paid for it.
Eat three meals a day, eat one meal less, and never miss one meal."
Did you ask the waiter to bring lunch here?
When I walked in, I saw that you are not allowed to bring your own food. They have a restaurant.
Cai Gen has always abided by such rules, because his own small restaurant also hates dine-in customers. Take-out food is very embarrassing. Which company do you look down on? Is my food poisonous?
"Uncle Tong, when are you going out? I'll take you home?"
Tong Aiguo was very dissatisfied when he saw Cai Gen interrupting his show, so he covered his face with a towel and began to fall asleep.
"I have to soak thoroughly in the pool. I'm so skinny that I won't go out for half a day.
Isn't there a restaurant?
Let’s eat here for lunch later, what a big deal?”
How big of a deal is it?
In Cai Gen, this is a big, big thing, okay?
The prices of restaurants in entertainment venues will certainly not be very affordable, right?
Even if Zhen Shui Yin doesn't eat enough for his group, Cai Gen can't bear it.
