"Chengzi?" Lou Cheng's mother shouted as soon as the door opened.
Lou Cheng put down the mouse a long time ago, walked out, and said in surprise and joy: "You guys came back so early?"
"Early? Is this called early? If it wasn't for your father's tiredness, I would have started cooking now!" Lou Cheng's mother nagged while changing her shoes.
Lou Cheng's father wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, his hair was stubbornly messy, and his beard was shaved white. He smiled bitterly and said, "Your mother is just in a hurry. She just woke up and hadn't had breakfast yet, so she was in a hurry to catch up." When I came back, I said, what’s the use of it? It’s not too early or too late when I get home, I don’t have breakfast, and it’s not time to make lunch, so why bother?”
"You're the only one who makes sense!" Lou Chengma glared at him, "I don't need to buy groceries anymore? Are you not worried about your son?"
"How old is Chengzi? He has hands and feet, money and a mobile phone, so what else do you need to worry about?" Lou Cheng's father changed into his slippers, held his thermos in both hands, and walked slowly into the living room.
He was wearing a black wool overcoat. He was slightly shorter than Lou Cheng. He was just over 1.7 meters tall.
Seeing the old couple arguing as usual, Lou Cheng felt warm in his heart, and said with a smile, "I went out to exercise and had breakfast with Jiang Fei."
"Exercise?" Lou Cheng's mother looked over suspiciously, "Chengzi, you used to stay up until noon during holidays, when did you change?"
She was wearing a red slim-fit down jacket, and she seemed to have arranged her hair specially for a wedding. The crow's feet around her eyes were more obvious, and she was a little fat, but she was in good spirits and looked good.
"What's wrong with exercising? The body is the capital of revolution!" As an intellectual, Lou Cheng's father always felt obliged to express his opinion.
"You talk a lot! I'm talking to my son!" Lou Chengma glared at him again.
Lou Cheng suppressed a smile and said, "Didn't I tell you that? I joined the university martial arts club, and now I'm used to getting up early every day to exercise."
"Budao Club, don't hit here and there, what should you do if you get injured?" Lou Cheng's mother nagged, "I'll go buy some vegetables first, and make you a delicious meal. Seeing how thin you are. The school must have had a bad meal."
Lou Cheng said blankly, "No, I've gained almost fifteen catties instead."
"Look at your face, where does it look fat?" Lou Chengma didn't believe his explanation at all.
Lou Cheng used actions instead of words, pulled out the electronic scale at home, took off his coat, and stood on it.
"Is this scale broken? Is it out of battery? Why is it so heavy?" Lou Chengma looked at the numbers and asked in surprise.
Lou Cheng smiled and pointed to his arm: "The weight is on the muscles. I'm not fat, but I'm strong. This is the result of martial arts training. I eat much better now than before. When I was in the third year of high school, two Half, Mom, don’t miss out on cooking later.”
He used to be light in weight, but with the increase in food intake and the strengthening of his muscles, he is now barely considered the weight of a normal warrior, but according to old man Shi's opinion, he has to be heavier, otherwise he will not be powerful enough to beat people.
"It's good to be strong as long as it's strong." Lou Cheng's mother smiled happily, "Then you will accompany me to the vegetable market tomorrow and pick up your things. It's almost Chinese New Year, so you have to stock up on groceries, otherwise it won't be easy to buy."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Lou Cheng to reply, she rushed into the kitchen, took a grocery shopping trolley that could be towed, put on her walking shoes, opened the door and left.
"Your mother, you've been so busy all your life." Lou Cheng's father unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup, took a sip of the strong tea, smiled and shook his head.
"It's good." Lou Cheng walked to the sofa next to his father and sat down, "She also keeps nagging you for being slow."
Lou Cheng's father put the thermos cup on the coffee table, and sat down and asked, "How is it? Are you getting used to school?"
He had listened to Lou Cheng's mother relay the answers to these questions, but he always felt that he didn't care enough if he didn't ask them.
Lou Cheng laughed as soon as he heard it, and said cheerfully: "I was wondering whether Dad would ask this clichéd topic, but I did!"
Lou Cheng's father was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said with emotion: "Chengzi, you have been in college for half a year, and you have become much more cheerful."
"Dad, I wasn't bored or introverted before?" Lou Cheng asked doubtfully.
Lou Cheng's father smiled and said, "It's not that you were bored before, but that you are more cheerful now. Before, you were always asking questions and answering questions. Now it's better, you will rush to answer."
He made a humorous one with a skit line.
Lou Cheng was amused, and subconsciously replied: "Maybe there is not so much pressure to study in college, and the roommates in the dormitory are all easy to get along with, so they are a lot more cheerful."
To be precise, it's a lot of poor mouth, all thanks to classmate Cai Xiaoming!
It is an indisputable fact that he cultivates his energy by practicing martial arts, chasing Yan Zheke to exercise his speech, and bickering with Xiao Ming to enhance his ability to joke.
The ancients often said that good teachers and helpful friends are good teachers and helpful friends. This is probably the role of "good friends", and they will really benefit you for a lifetime.
Although there is a saying that the country is easy to change and the nature is hard to change, but human nature is a process of slowly shaping. I belong to the stage of just establishing and still fine-tuning, and I will definitely be influenced by the surroundings. I have good friends, good masters, and encounters. Finding a good girl is really a lucky thing. Of course, even if the nature has been finalized, it is possible to change after experiencing major changes and blows.
"Well, it's good now." Lou Cheng's father nodded in satisfaction, "But even if the pressure isn't too great, you still have to study hard. This is your capital for the rest of your life. The new college students in our factory really don't understand anything... Don't listen to other people's nonsense, saying that you can relax and have fun after studying in college, then you will play in the ditch."
Lou Cheng used to be impatient to listen to this kind of teaching, but now he is quite touched: "Yes, there are three in our small dormitory who love to study. Every time I see them, I feel guilty, so I have to work harder."
At this time, he found that his father's eyes were fixed on the bottle of Ningshui Daqu, so he explained: "Wang Xu brought it, and he drank two glasses of the original wine."
"The kid from Lao Wang's family?" Lou Cheng's father pondered, "Don't have too much contact with him in the future, hey, Lao Wang has suffered all his life, and when he grows old, he will have to suffer from his son."
"Dad, I understand, if you don't have contact with this kind of messy society, then don't contact him." After chatting with Yan Zheke, Lou Cheng has been able to make a calm decision on this.
"It's good to understand, don't look at your father, I have contacted several famous bosses in Xiushan because of the factory. They all seem to be kind, and they have a sense of proportion in what they say and do. Who would be friendly with him? Which boss got to the top by being friendly? He didn’t fight and fight. When he didn’t have money and it didn’t matter at first, how could he restrain the people below if he wasn’t ruthless?”
Lou Cheng's father was very touched by this, and couldn't help nagging a few more words. At the beginning, he watched the young workers in the original factory become street gangsters one by one, and many of them even became addicted to drugs. The law and order was very bad for a while.
Lou Cheng nodded and said, "Anyway, I don't like to be exposed to such dark side things."
Wouldn't it be better for people to live in the sun
"After a few years, the old Wang family boy is getting older, so I hope he can calm down." Lou Cheng's father sighed.
A young man who is older than his teens dares to fight, dares to fight, and does not know how to act. If he does not get a good position, he will gradually fade out. Of course, the premise is that he has not been involved in some serious crimes and survived. that time.
Lou Cheng was about to speak, when Lou Cheng's father added: "Do you still remember the kid from the old Han family?"
"Remember, what happened to him?" Lou Cheng asked curiously.
This boy from the old Han family can be regarded as a legend in the community. The seniors of Wang Xu and others are talented in themselves and have high martial arts. It is said that they are close to the professional level. , In the underworld circle of Xiushan, he forcibly created a world, but a few years ago, because of a fight over a mine, three people were killed, the incident became a big mess, and too many people were offended, so he had to run away without knowing where he was going.
Lou Cheng's father sighed and said, "He hid for a few years, thinking that the limelight was over, and sneaked back in November, but was blocked on the national highway. In the words of the police, he resisted stubbornly and was shot dead on the spot. .”
Killed on the spot... Lou Cheng gasped.
When he heard Cai Zongming talk about the kidnapping case, he didn't feel much when he mentioned that the gangster was shot to death randomly, but now it's different. This is someone he knew, who lived in the next building, and was shot dead on the spot
"Phew, I hope Wang Xu won't end up like this..." he could only wish.
Lou Cheng's father didn't continue this depressing topic, instead he turned on the TV and chatted about Lou Cheng's life in school while watching. Vegetables and meat or something.
Not long after, Lou Chengcheng smelled a strange fragrance that seemed to penetrate deep into his bones. It was the aroma of stir-fried eel segments. This was his favorite dish. The taste can make the next bowl of rice.
People's stomachs are trained from a young age, no matter how delicious food outside is, eating too much is not as good as cooking at home. Of course, this also has a premise, the cooking skills of the mother or father at home are not bad, not just fooling around.
When it was time for dinner, he was in a state of turmoil. Lou Cheng's mother was very pleased to see her, feeling that her craftsmanship had been affirmed, and happily talked about the family's internal affairs, why went to the grandpa's house for the New Year, why did he have to give the younger generation a new year's money, and why the cousin failed to run the restaurant. , went back to work at the old place...
And Lou Cheng's father was drinking Yuandu wine beside him, occasionally interjecting a sentence or two.
The warm atmosphere reverberated, Lou Cheng ate extremely satisfactorily, from stomach to soul.
I will mention the matter of learning martial arts competitions when I give gifts!
In the afternoon, he chatted with his mother for a while, made an appointment with Cheng Qili, and went out to buy gifts.
...
"Chengzi, I want to confess my love to my old class at this party."
In the water bar, as soon as they met, Cheng Qili dropped a blockbuster, which made Lou Cheng almost lose his senses.
"When did you fall in love with Qiu Hailin? I haven't heard you mention it before?" Lou Cheng asked in surprise.
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