Classic dialogue of the essay "not bad money"

"Not Bad Money" is a sketch of Zhao Benshan Shenyang in CCTV Spring Festival Evening. This sketch brought infinite joy to the audience. The following is the classic dialogue of the essay "Not Bad Money" compiled by me, hoping to help everyone.

Mao Mao: Grandpa, please, I'm only 18 years old!

Small Shenyang: People can't look at money. It is too heavy. Money is a thing outside the body. Do you know what is the most painful thing in life? People are dead, and money is not spent!

Zhao Benshan: Do you know what is the most painful thing in life? Is that people are alive and money is gone!

Zhao Benshan: This child has been the embryo of art since he was a child.

Ya Dan: If you can really lead me on this road, I will thank your eight generations of ancestors.

Ya Dan: I will never forget you in my life, and I won't let you leave like a ghost.

Zhao Benshan: This kid just wants to get back at you.

Zhao Benshan: Singing the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in Li Guyi

Zhao Benshan: It's hard for you to get on the kang.

Zhao Benshan: If you don't give me face, you have to give it to his grandfather. Do you want her grandpa to talk to you personally?

Zhao Benshan: They all want it, and they can accept me.

Zhao Benshan: Actually, my grandfather's surname is Bi.

Zhao Benshan: Not bad money.

Zhao Benshan: Scottish flirting.

Shenyang: He is a man.

Ya Dan: The waves in Hong Hushui, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and each wave is stronger than the other, and my father is photographed on the beach.

Bi Fujian: It's a euphemism.

Zhao Benshan: You look like the picture where your grandfather left.

Ya Dan: More like not laughing.

Shenyang: Yes or no.

Shenyang: God, Grandpa, why are you so embarrassed? You said you didn't order one, and then we'll build another one, right?

Small Shenyang: A person's life is short, and sometimes it is the same as sleeping. Turn a blind eye one day, and turn a blind eye all my life, haha!

Zhao Benshan: Brilliant. He is a fart.