The story begins with the bride marrying off her daughter, and the woman, at the age of one hundred,

The visitor was a young man.

Standing seven feet tall with a slender build and a handsome face, he was dressed simply but not well, which made it difficult to conceal his refined and scholarly demeanor, as well as the subtle air of an upper-class nobleman.

He clearly comes from an extraordinary background and has received a good education.

Chang Shou narrowed his eyes, a hint of interest appearing on his face.

He didn't care what the young man was hiding, nor did he care about his identity. Instead, he suddenly had a whim, as if this young man was destined to be with him.

His fingers, hidden in his sleeve, moved as he subconsciously concentrated on calculating.

The next moment, his expression was one of astonishment and helplessness.

This was all because Chang Shou had foreseen that this person would have a master-disciple relationship with him, but he had no intention of taking on a disciple at all.

He had not yet achieved immortality, so he had no interest in taking on disciples, nor did he feel qualified to establish a sect.

Therefore, this disciple must retreat!

We need to find a way to end this relationship.

Listening to the babbling water under the bridge, Chang Shou had a sudden inspiration and a plan came to him.

The shoes on his feet loosened slightly, and as the young man walked to the edge of the bridge, they fell off instantly. When the young man looked at him curiously because of some mysterious fate, Chang Shou suddenly sat up, as if he had been "startled awake from his deathbed," and exaggeratedly pounded the ground and wailed.

"Ouch, the old man's shoes!"

These are new shoes that my daughter painstakingly made for me, stitch by stitch, after burning lamp oil for half a year, her eyes bloodshot from staying up all night. And now they've fallen off.

The old man's life is so hard!

This is my daughter's thoughtfulness!

Actually, his eldest granddaughter bought these shoes for him on the street yesterday.

He cried out a few times.

Chang Shou suddenly changed the subject.

"These shoes were perfectly fine on me, how did they suddenly fall into the water? They must have bumped into something."

That's all for now.

Chang Shouxiang suddenly noticed the young man.

The next moment, his eyes turned fierce, spittle flew, and he began to hurl insults at the young man.

"It must be because of you, you unlucky jinx, that my shoes fell off. I really didn't check the almanac before I went out and ran into a plague like you."

Although Changshou was sitting half-sitting, he sprayed spittle all over the young man's head and face. Not only that, he also made unreasonable demands, insisting that the young man go into the river to help him retrieve his shoes.

He's a complete and utterly unreasonable rogue old man.

In a state of heightened emotion.

He also spat a mouthful of phlegm at the young man.

It's disgusting to see years of phlegm on a young person.

Although this phlegm was a smokescreen, it couldn't withstand Changshou's superior methods. This kind of biochemical attack was not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

The young man believed it to be true and looked disgusted.

---

What an unexpected disaster!

What kind of nonsense is this?!

Am I really having a run of bad luck?

Assassinating the dog emperor is out of the question.

Even walking gets me angry.

The young man gave a helpless, bitter smile.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped the spittle off his face, then wiped the phlegm off his body, his anger rising.

Seeing this scene out of the corner of his eye, Changshou was secretly delighted.

You'd better get out of here right now.

It would be best if they felt disgusted with me, cursed me, and would gnash their teeth with rage whenever they thought of me.

If neither party is willing, this relationship will inevitably end.

After all, the master-disciple relationship is a two-way selection process.

If one party is unwilling, but the other party is not unwilling, no matter what their reaction is, this connection cannot be severed; it remains entangled like a lotus root.

But if the other person is also unwilling, and you are unwilling as well, they will not be able to meet in the future, and over time, their relationship will be completely severed.

however……

What happened next left Changshou speechless.

The young man was clearly furious, his hands clenched into fists, glaring at himself as if he wanted to punch himself twice.

Chang Shou was prepared to be beaten up, and even planned how to stage an accident to make the young man hate him even more.

Unexpectedly, this young man's brain circuits were abnormal. He had everything prepared, and was just waiting for the hand-to-hand combat and the home run. But at the crucial moment, the young man suddenly lost his nerve and took a sharp turn, bowing and saluting to Chang Shou.

"Anger is bad for your health, old man, please don't get angry."

"I'll go downstairs right away and pick up your shoes."

He turned and went down the bridge to the riverbank.

Standing by the stream, looking at the frost that hadn't completely melted, the young man gritted his teeth and silently said to himself:

"Calm down, calm down!"

One must cultivate oneself, cultivate oneself, cultivate oneself!

I am not weak; I am simply someone who believes in making money through harmony and respecting the elderly and caring for the young.

Let me offer a few words of self-encouragement.

The young man mustered his confidence, lifted his robe and rolled up his trousers by the river, and stepped directly into the water.

Even though the winter sun has been warm and the weather has been sunny lately.

The outskirts of Xiapi are filled with evergreen pines and cypresses, with strong trees and lush foliage, their crowns like canopies, blocking out the sun.

Most of the sunlight was blocked.

This place is a great place to escape the summer heat, but the opposite is true in winter.

That's why the river water under the bridge is cold.

The young man stepped into the stream, and instantly a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

He gritted his teeth.

The young people continued wading through the water, moving forward.

Fortunately, the shoes were stopped by a rock and not swept further by the water; otherwise, the young man would have had to expend much more effort.

Even so, he still suffered a lot to get the shoes from the middle of the ditch. Even with a stick in his hand to hook the shoes over, he still had to walk to waist-deep water before he could get to this point.

He was so cold that his teeth chattered and his body trembled.

---

We reached the shore.

The young man exhaled two puffs of white breath.

He rubbed his palms together to warm them up, then quickly pulled down his trousers. Enduring the cold, he carried his shoes in one hand and leaned on his cane in the other as he climbed the stone bridge.

They walked up to the old man.

The young man put down his shoes and said gently:

"Old man, we've retrieved your shoe, so please don't be angry anymore."

Seeing this, Chang Shou's eyes darted around, and he immediately intensified his tantrum:

"You heartless lad."

It seemed like they were helping me retrieve my shoes from the river, but they actually wanted to harm me.

It's freezing cold in the middle of winter. You're making an old, frail man like me wear these wet shoes. You're just trying to let the cold seep into my bones and let the evil wind enter my body, so I'll die.

I knew I wasn't mistaken.

You're a bad seed.

"He's black-hearted and rotten-necked, his belly is overflowing with rottenness."

Chang Shou pointed his finger at him and berated him.

The young people looked even worse.

His fingers clenched and unclenched in his sleeves, his chest heaving violently, and his breathing becoming much louder and more rapid.

He silently comforted himself.

Don't get angry, don't get angry.

I don't get angry when others are angry.

Why ruin your health by getting angry?

[I am a descendant of the Zhang family of the Han clan]

[I am a disciple of Confucianism]

Why bother arguing with an old man?

……

After some self-consolation.

The anger in the young people's hearts subsided considerably.

Seeing the old man's furious temper, the young man, fearing the old man might get sick from anger, suppressed his own rage and followed the old man's words:

"What you say is absolutely right."

It's really not good to wear wet shoes in the dead of winter.

"I'll light a fire right away and dry your shoes, then I'll put them on for you myself."

Looking at this unexpected scene.

Chang Shou, who was once again prepared to be beaten up and staged an accident, was dumbfounded.