Martial Arts Master Chapter 101: The feeling of home

After putting down the phone, Lou Cheng felt a little emotional about the calls he answered these days, and then realized that there seemed to be something missing. Yes, neither Wu Yuehui nor Ice God Sect contacted him!

Is it blocked by the master, or have they acquiesced in this situation and development?

She shook her head and laughed. He didn’t think about it anymore. Lou Cheng continued his moving business and ran back and forth with the rented truck. He became the main labor force today. The marble dining table that only four people can lift. So Lou Zhisheng and Qi Fang felt that martial arts training was so good, so that Lou Yuanwei, the "two son" Lou Yuanchang and others who came to help did not dare to step forward and help, so they could only take some small items and do their duty. Onlookers cheered and shouted 666.

As it approached noon, Lou Cheng entered the original home again to see if there was anything else missing.

The living room is mostly empty, full of debris everywhere, a mess, missing the cabinet, missing the TV, missing the single sofa, missing the coffee table that has been used for many years...

At first glance, Lou Cheng suddenly felt a little stunned, with a subtle feeling of leaving his hometown and family. In his opinion, the new home is all jerky. Walking inside, there is no familiar taste. And here is the place where I have lived for more than ten years, full of memories, carved into the bones, is the home in my heart.

Hey... He sighed and walked around the living room, half checking and half miss.

The footsteps stopped at the door of the master bedroom, and the closet was missing, and the desk was missing. Some of the old clothes that my mother finally abandoned were thrown on the ground.

Looking at the empty place, I sketched the red-painted and mottled big bed in my mind. Lou Cheng's expression was a bit complicated. It was the bed my mother married and accompanied her entire marriage. Witnessed my own birth and growth, witnessed my 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 there was no dowry. For this reason, the decathlon grandfather found wood, built the bed and furniture by himself, and used it today.

Taking a deep gaze, Lou Cheng came to the door of his room. Because he bought a double bed and a sofa bed in his new home, his former bed remained quietly in place, as it had been for so many years, but beside it The desk, the bookshelf and wardrobe on the opposite side, have already left it.

Think of the childhood tumbling over, think of putting a lamp in the bed at night, secretly reading novels, and letting a young man who makes his eyes short-sighted, think of the youth vacation when he sleeps until noon, think of the sun shining, Yan Zhe lay there With his pious and surging growth years, Lou Cheng had a moment of feeling that he could hardly give up here and his "old friends".

It's like saying goodbye to a little friend who has known each other for many years.

I really want to take it to the new home...

Lou Cheng took out his phone, took a picture of "memory", and sent it to Yan Zike before going to bed, "sighing melancholy" said:

"There seems to be no home..."

There is no past.

"Touching my head, when my family moved there, I was uncomfortable for a long time. Well, after two weeks, I got used to it and accepted it..." Yan Zike "laughed out of tears", "I have a dad. Mom, I will feel at home soon."

"Yeah." Lou Cheng picked up a few old books that he didn't need before, and finally glanced around the room, closed the door softly, and said goodbye to the home that existed in his memory for more than ten years.

Riding the elevator and entering the new house, he took a shower to wash away the sweat and dirt, and changed the stained clothes.

He stretched out his hand and wiped his head, steaming white mist, Lou Cheng passed by the kitchen and heard his father chatting with his grandparents and two cousins, and saw his mother busy preparing dishes.

According to Xiushan’s custom, the first day of moving is to invite relatives and friends to eat.

"Mom, why is it so troublesome. Wouldn't it be enough to book two tables outside?" Lou Cheng said unacceptably, leaning against the kitchen door.

Qi Fang raised his head and glared at him, ignoring what he is the prince of the world: "What is the ‘warm stove’ not at home?"

"Mom, you can make things like customs if they are convenient, but don't care if they are inconvenient. Everything is based on yourself, otherwise it will become a feudal superstition." Lou Cheng persuaded again.

"You are only superstitious!" Qi Fang's voice became stressed, and then eased, "Today are relatives on both sides, not many people."

"Okay, Mom, I'll help you." Lou Cheng walked into the kitchen, took off an apron and put it on.

"You help? Go, go out and chat with your grandpa and them, don't mess around here, your grandma and others will come to help later." Qi Fang was not happy, waved his hand disgustingly, as if driving a fly .

The real mother... Lou Cheng grabbed it and squeezed to the cutting board and said: "Mom, I have cooked several meals in the U.S., and the martial arts practitioners are not bad at swordsmanship."

"Really?" Qi Fang put down the kitchen knife and watched half-surprisedly as his son flew his knife, chopping melons and vegetables, and chopping bones and meat.

Not bad...she gave a secret compliment, but the focus of concern is no longer this, she asked curiously: "Do you really cook your own food in the U.S.? Are you responsible?"

Lou Cheng thought about it and said, "Generally, I just chop vegetables and Ke Ke is responsible for doing it."

Qi Fang smiled and nodded in satisfaction: "You guys are still decent, but you have to take the initiative to prepare some dishes, don't let Zhe Ke make it, the smoke is heavy..."

She talked a lot.

"Well, I have to watch it later!" Lou Cheng answered without any pause in his hands.

After a while, after preparing most of the dishes, he saw that the Liulitai was no longer available, so he temporarily stopped and watched his mother cook.

"Study carefully!" He took a picture and sent it to classmate Ke Xiaoke.

"Missing your food..." Yan Zhe, who had finished washing and lying on the bed, was suddenly hungry.

After watching for more than ten minutes, Lou Cheng took the initiative to ask to make fried beef that he was familiar with, and helped pass the phone to Qi Fang:

"Mom, wait for me to make a video for me. Just hold it here and don't give it away. Yes, it's here. When the time is up, it will stop by itself."

"Really, what shot..." Qi Fang mumbled and pointed the phone at his son.

I really don’t understand young people nowadays, making a dish and making a video!

"Mom, you can press." Lou Cheng poured the beef into the oil and started to stir fry.

When the side dishes were served, he deliberately showed off, using the pot, learning the chef, and tossing the food. Not only that, but also precisely controlled his power, throwing a "one" for a while, and a "chuan" for a while. "The word, for a while, the sky is full of flowers and rain, and it is down...

After putting the fragrant dishes on the plate, Lou Cheng took the phone back from his dazed mother and sent the video to Yan Zheke.

It didn't take long for the girl to "sit blankly" and said:

"I have never seen someone as boring as you..."

What the **** is this fancy stir-fry!

Qi Fang woke up and pushed her son out of the kitchen angrily:

"Go, go, play by yourself!"

I don't know how to appreciate... Lou Cheng spread his hands, shook his head funny, and walked to the living room.

At this moment, he suddenly recognized this place.

When Lou Cheng's second uncle, second aunt and grandma arrived, they entered the kitchen to help. The noon "warm stove wine" was finally ready before one point. Because of the large number of people, it was divided into two tables. One side is a restaurant for those who love to drink. Those, on one side, are coffee tables, sofas, low stools and chairs, so that people who concentrate on eating can gather here.

As the head of the household, Lou Zhisheng raised the wine glass and said a few words, and then everyone congratulated the move.

Satisfied with wine and food, some people have mahjong, some people "arching pigs", some people fight landlords, some people play chess, some people play games online, and I have a pleasant afternoon.

After dinner, Grandpa Lou Cheng and the others drove back home one after another by his uncle who was not drinking, while the grandpa and grandma from Ningshui stayed in the guest bedroom, Qi Yunfei and Chen Xiaoxiao occupied the second bedroom, aunt Qi Yan and his uncle Chen Wenguo In the study room separated from the sleeping area, there is a sofa that can be expanded 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'Minister' again..." He "hidden his face and sighed" to his wife.

Yan Zheke who was in class returned three words:

"Laugh out~IndoMTL.com~October 3rd, Lou Cheng worked as usual, and went to Qin Rui and his martial arts hall in his free time.

In the evening, he returned to Songcheng by high-speed train, because the Budo Club will resume special training the next morning.

At 8 o’clock the next day, the special training team swelled to more than 20 people in the martial arts venue of Songcheng University finally met the long-lost coach Lou. For this reason, some people took photos, posted talks, Weibo and Moments of friends, moved to tears.

After finishing the pre-exercises, Lou Cheng carried his hands behind his back and asked everyone to come out to practice one by one. Finally:

"Brother Li Mao, Mouth King, He Zi, Dali, you can participate in the professional pre-qualification competition at the end of October, Jinlu, Jinnian, you will also follow, you may not pass, but the insight is good. "

As for the newcomer Deng Yang, he got the ninth certificate before entering university.

However, the Eight-Rank Pill Realm cannot be rushed, nor can it be rushed.