Martial Arts Master - Chapter 561
[Chapter 101 The feeling of home]
After Lou Cheng put down his phone, he felt a little emotional when he thought about the calls he received in the past few days, and then he realized that something seemed to be missing. Yes, Wu Yuehui or Ice God Sect never contacted him!
Was it blocked by Master, or did they acquiesce to this situation and development?
He shook his head and laughed, without thinking any further, Lou Cheng continued his moving business, followed the rented minivan several times, and became the main labor force today. Four people can lift the marble dining table. When they got up, Lou Zhisheng and Qi Fang repeatedly sighed how good it was to practice martial arts, and let Lou Yuanwei and “Second Son” Lou Yuanchang and others who came to help didn’t dare to come forward to help, so they could only take some small items and dutifully watch and cheer. , shouted 666 a few times.
Near noon, Lou Cheng entered the original home again to see if there was anything missing.
Most of the living room is empty, full of debris, messy, no cabinets, no TV, no single sofa, no coffee table that has been used for many years…
At first glance, Lou Cheng suddenly felt a little disappointed , there is a subtle feeling of leaving home and family. In his opinion, the new home is full of jerky, and there is no familiar taste when walking in it, but here is where he has lived for more than ten years, full of memories, engraved in it. The place in your bones is the home in your heart.
Hey… He sighed and walked around the living room, half checking and half missing.
He stopped at the door of the master bedroom, and looked around, the wardrobe was missing, the desk was missing, and some of the old clothes that my mother finally abandoned were thrown on the ground.
Looking at the empty place, he drew a picture of the red-painted and mottled bed in his mind. Lou Cheng’s expression was a little complicated. His birth and growth witnessed his babbling and studying hard.
When the couple got married, the supplies were not abundant, and the mother was born in a rural family, so naturally she had no dowry. For this reason, the decathlon grandfather found wood, built the bed and made the furniture by himself, which is still in use today.
After staring deeply, Lou Cheng came to the door of his room. Because he bought a double bed and a sofa bed in his new home, the bed he used to sleep was still quietly in the same place, as it was for so many years before, but the desk next to it, The bookshelves and wardrobes on the opposite side are already gone.
Thinking of the tumultuous childhood of Yu Shang, of putting the lamp in the bed at night, reading novels secretly, and making his eyes slightly short-sighted, thinking of the youth vacation that slept until noon in one breath, thinking of the sun shining, Yan Zheke lying there, himself again. In the years of pious and surging growth, Lou Cheng has a momentary feeling that it is difficult to let go of this place, and it is difficult to let go of “old friends”.
It’s like saying goodbye to a childhood friend who has known each other for many years.
I really want to take it to my new home… Lou Cheng took out his mobile phone, took a
picture of his
“memory”, and sent it to Yan Zheke before going to bed .
”
There is no past.
“Touch my head, when my family moved to where I am now, I was also uncomfortable for a long time. Well, I got used to it after two weeks, and I accepted…” Yan Zheke “smiled into tears”, “Having a father and a mother, I will feel at home soon.”
“Yeah.” Lou Cheng picked up a few old books that he didn’t want before, and finally glanced around the room, closed the door softly, and said goodbye to the memories that existed in the past ten years. Family.
Taking the elevator and entering the new house, he took a shower, washed away sweat and stains, and changed out of clothes that were full of stains.
Reaching out and wiping his head, the white mist was steaming up. Lou Cheng passed by the kitchen and heard his father chatting with his grandfather and grandmother’s second cousin, and saw his mother busy preparing dishes.
According to the custom of Xiushan, on the first day of moving, it is necessary to invite relatives and friends to have a meal.
“Mom, why is it so troublesome, wouldn’t it be better to book two tables outside?” Lou Cheng leaned against the kitchen door and said unconvincingly.
Qi Fang raised her head and glared at him, not caring what kind of arrogant he was in the world: “What’s the matter if the ‘warm stove’ is not at home?”
“Mom, customs are things that are convenient, and it doesn’t matter if it is inconvenient. Lord, otherwise it will become a feudal superstition.” Lou Cheng persuaded again.
“You’re just superstitious!” Qi Fang’s voice was stressed, and then softened, “Today, there are relatives on both sides, not many people.”
“Okay, Mom, I’ll help you.” Lou Cheng walked into the kitchen and took off the slip. Wear an apron.
“You help? Go and go, go out and chat with your grandfather and the others, don’t make trouble here, your grandma and the others will come to help later.” Qi Fang didn’t see any joy, and waved her hand in disgust, as if she was chasing flies.
My real mother also… Lou Cheng grabbed it, squeezed in front of the cutting board and said, “Mom, I have cooked several meals in the United States, and the knives of those who practice martial arts are not bad.”
“Really?” Qi Fang put down the kitchen knife and watched in a half-hesitant manner as his son was flying with the knife, chopping melons and vegetables, bones and meat.
Not bad… She secretly praised, but this is no longer the focus of her concern, she asked curiously, “Do you really cook your own food in the United States? Are you responsible?”
Lou Cheng thought for a while and said, “Generally, I will cut it. Keke is in charge of cooking things.”
Qi Fang smiled and nodded with satisfaction: “You guys are still doing well, but you have to take the initiative to cook some dishes, don’t let Zheke do it, there’s a lot of fumes…”
She babbled a lot.
“Well, I’ll have to take a good look at it later!” Lou Cheng replied without the slightest pause in his hand movements.
After a while, he had prepared most of the dishes. Seeing that the counter was no longer placed, he temporarily stopped and watched his mother cook.
“I’m studying hard!” He took a photo and sent it to classmate Ke Xiaoke.
“I miss your food…” Yan Zheke, who was lying on the bed after washing up, was suddenly a little hungry.
After watching it for more than ten minutes, Lou Cheng took the initiative to ask Ying to make stir-fried beef that he was familiar with, and handed the phone to Qi Fang and said,
“Mom, please help me take a video later, just hold here and don’t give it away, yes, Right here, when the time is up, it will stop by itself.”
“Really, what to shoot…” Qi Fang muttered and pointed the phone at her son.
I really don’t understand today’s young people, making a dish and making a video!
“Mom, you can press it.” Lou Cheng poured the beef into the oil and started to stir fry it.
When the side dishes were ordered, he was deliberately showing off, carrying the pot with one hand, learning from the chef, and tossing the food. Not only that, but he also precisely controlled his power, throwing out the word “one” at one time, and the word “chuan” at another time. After a while, the sky was raining, and Xiao Xiao fell down…
After putting the fragrant dishes on the plate, Lou Cheng took back his mobile phone from his stunned mother and sent the video to Yan Zheke.
It didn’t take long for the girl to “sit blankly” and said,
“I’ve never seen someone as boring as you…”
What the hell is this fancy cooking!
Qi Fang had come to his senses, and pushed his son out of the kitchen angrily:
“Go, go, play by yourself!” I
don’t know how to appreciate it… Lou Chengtan started, shook his head in a funny way, and walked to the living room.
At this moment, he suddenly had a bit of recognition for this place.
When Lou Cheng’s second uncle, second aunt and grandma arrived and went into the kitchen to help, the “warm stove wine” at noon was finally ready before one o’clock. Because of the large number of people, they were divided into two tables. One was the restaurant, for those who like to drink, and the other It is a coffee table, sofa, low stool and chair, so that people who concentrate on eating can gather here.
As the head of the household, Lou Zhisheng picked up the wine glass and said a few words, and then everyone congratulated the housewarming together.
Satisfied with food, some mahjong, some “arching pigs”, some fighting landlords, some playing chess, some playing games online, and a happy afternoon.
After dinner, Grandpa Lou Cheng and the others were picked up by his uncle who didn’t drink alcohol and drove home one after another. Grandpa and grandma from Ningshui stayed in the guest bedroom. Qi Yunfei and Chen Xiaoxiao occupied the second bedroom. The study, where there is a sofa that can be unfolded into a bed.
So, Lou Cheng looked at the familiar sofa in the living room, unable to speak for a long time.
“On the first day of the new home, I became the ‘director’ again…” He said to his daughter-in-law, “covering his face and sighing.”
Yan Zheke, who was in class, replied with three words:
“Laugh out loud. UU reading www.sonicmtl.com”
…
On October 3rd, Lou Cheng practiced as usual, and went to Qin Rui’s martial arts gym in his spare time.
In the evening, he took the high-speed train back to Songcheng, because the martial arts club would resume special training the next morning.
At 8:00 the next day, in the Martial Arts Arena of Songcheng University, the special training team that had grown to more than 20 people finally met Coach Lou, who had been away for a long time. Moved to tears.
After finishing the preliminaries, Lou Cheng asked everyone to come out to practice one by one, and finally said,
“Senior Li Mao, Zui Wang, He Zi, Dali, you can participate in the professional finals competition at the end of October, Jin Lu, Jin Nian, You all follow along, you may not pass, but it is good to have knowledge.”
As for the newcomer Deng Yang, he obtained the vocational nine certificate before entering the university.
And the eighth-grade pill realm, you can’t be in a hurry, you can’t be in a hurry.
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