Hong Kong variety show: Beauty and Bones

"Master, Yinyin, come and have breakfast!" Following Jiale's call, a small square table with an antique style was placed in the middle of the main room, and several people sat down around it one after another.

"Master Ikkyu, Jingjing, I'm so sorry. The food I prepared today is a bit simple. I hope you can bear with it!" Jiale greeted Master Ikkyu and Jingjing enthusiastically with a smile on his face.

There were a few simple side dishes on the table, including pickles, dried radish, fermented tofu, a small plate of fried golden and crispy peanuts, and a large pot of steaming porridge.

"Jiale, these breakfasts are already very good!" Master Ikkyu said with a smile.

"Eat quickly, eat quickly!"

Everyone picked up their chopsticks and started to enjoy their breakfast.

However, an unexpected scene occurred - just as Master Ikkyu stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of peanut, Taoist Simu beside him also stretched out his chopsticks to the same place as if his shadow, and deliberately snatched the peanut that was already on Master Ikkyu's chopsticks.

For a moment, the two of them went back and forth, neither of them giving in, and the small dining table instantly became very lively.

Looking at the scene before him, Jiale shook his head helplessly. He then winked at Ren Yinyin and Jingjing beside him and said softly, "Yinyin, Jingjing, let's eat further away."

Hearing this, Ren Yinyin reacted quickly. Without saying a word, she quickly picked up her favorite dishes with chopsticks and put them into her bowl. Then she stood up nimbly, retreated to the door, picked up the bowl, and started eating from there.

Seeing this, Jiale saw Jingjing still sitting there indifferently, and couldn't help but raise his voice and shout, "Jingjing, let's go!"

But Jingjing just picked up the chopsticks slowly, ate leisurely, and even wrinkled her cute little nose at Jiale mischievously.

Seeing this, Jiale could only sigh and said helplessly: "Well, then you're on your own!"

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door, joining Ren Yinyin. Meanwhile, Master Ikkyu and Taoist Simu at the dinner table were arguing fiercely over a piece of fermented tofu!

I saw Master Ikkyu and Taoist Simu first holding chopsticks and waving them back and forth, as if the small chopsticks had instantly turned into peerless magical weapons.

Then, the fight escalated, and the two began throwing food at each other. The originally quiet and peaceful dining table suddenly became a mess.

Jingjing, who was sitting nearby, was in a terrible state. She hadn't anticipated this sudden "food fight" and before she could react, a piece of fermented tofu hit her in the face. Then another piece...

Poor Jingjing felt her face sticky. She stood up with a bitter face and slowly walked towards the door.

At this moment, Jiale, who had been watching the excitement from the side, muttered to himself, "Oh, I told you a long time ago, you still have to eat at the table!" As he spoke, he reached out and gently brushed the fermented tofu off Jingjing's face and put it directly into his own bowl, not forgetting to add, "Don't waste it!"

Seeing this, Jingjing's anger instantly ignited. She raised her foot fiercely and stepped hard on Jiale's foot. Then, without looking back, she stormed out of this chaotic place.

Ren Yinyin witnessed all of this and couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Brother, you don't like Jingjing, do you?"

Hearing this, Jiale felt as if his secrets had been exposed. He quickly picked up the bowl in his hand and covered his face, trying to hide his inner shyness and panic. He stammered, "No...no way!"

However, after a while, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Really? Is my performance that obvious?" There was a hint of worry in his words, fearing that Jingjing would avoid him after knowing his feelings.

Ren Yinyin nodded without hesitation and said affirmatively, "Yes, very obvious!"

Jiale and Jingjing's masters are enemies, but who would have thought that their two apprentices seem to have a connection, and maybe they will even create a beautiful story in the future!

"Oh, you are cheating!" Master Ikkyu widened his eyes and pointed at Taoist Simu angrily, his voice trembling with anger.

He stood up from his seat with a huff. His once straight back now looked a little hunched, as if bent by something heavy. His tightly knit eyebrows and nose looked like the wrinkles of a bun, which made people laugh.

"Haha, I won!" Taoist Simu, whose face was covered with vegetable leaves and rice soup, completely ignored his image and laughed triumphantly towards the sky.

Seeing this, Jiale hurried forward and asked with concern, "Master, are you okay?"

As he said this, he reached out his hand to support Master Ikkyu.

However, Master Ikkyu stubbornly waved his hand, indicating that he was fine. Despite this, his strange walking posture - legs tightly clamped together, moving sideways like a wounded crab - still mercilessly betrayed the "severe injury" he had suffered.

At this moment, the victorious Taoist Simu became even more elated. Holding his shoes in one hand, he swaggered over to Jiale and shouted, "Jiale, my good disciple, Master loves you so much! Clean these shoes for Master!"

"I know, Master!" Jiale sighed helplessly, muttering to himself: These two old naughty boys really make me worry!

Watching Taoist Simu humming a little tune as he walked out to wash his face, Ren Yinyin, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but smile and said to Jiale, "Brother, your life is truly wonderful! So many interesting things happen every day."

"Are you making fun of me?" Jiale responded with a wry smile, a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"If you want your apprentice not to cheat your master, then the master must cheat his apprentice!" Ren Yinyin smiled slyly, patted Jiale's shoulder firmly, and then slipped away like a nimble rabbit. She didn't want to stay any longer, otherwise she would definitely be caught and forced to clean up that messy room!

Watching Ren Yinyin's retreating figure, Jiale stood there, scratching his head thoughtfully. He recalled the way his uncle-shi and his apprentice interacted, and then compared it to his own mischievous master, who always knew how to play pranks on others. He couldn't help but sigh deeply, "Junior Sister Yinyin seems to have a point..."

However, when I think about it carefully, although my master likes to play and make trouble, he is actually very good to me.

Whenever he encountered danger, his master was always the first to rush forward to protect him. He also devoted himself to teaching him magic, without reservation. Thinking of this, Jiale felt a warm feeling in his heart, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

"Alas, who asked me to have such a master? There's nothing I can do. What can a disciple do? I can only be more tolerant and give in to him!" Jiale shook his head helplessly.

"Oh no, that's not right. Why am I the only one left again?" Jiale exclaimed as he turned around. What caught his eyes was the messy "battlefield".

He looked at the chaotic scene and felt a headache coming over him. He couldn't help but rub his temples.

Isn’t Junior Sister Yinyin running too fast?