"Cheng?" As soon as the door opened, Lou Cheng's mother shouted.
Lou Cheng had already put down the mouse and walked out. He was surprised and happy. "You're back so early?"
"Early? This is early? If it weren't for your dad, I would have started cooking already! "Lou Cheng's mother nagged while changing her shoes.
Lou Cheng's father was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His hair was stubbornly messy, and his face was shaved white. He smiled bitterly and said, "Your mom is too impatient. She just woke up and didn't eat breakfast, but she's already in a hurry to come back. What's the use of me telling her this? You don't even know when you're home. You haven't eaten breakfast, and it's not time to make lunch yet. Why bother? "
"You're right!" Lou Cheng's mother stared at him. "I don't need to buy groceries? You don't worry about your son? "
"How old are you, Cheng? He has hands and feet, money and a phone. What's there to worry about? "Lou Cheng's father changed into slippers and slowly stepped into the living room with a thermos cup in his hands.
He was wearing a black woolen coat. He was slightly shorter than Lou Cheng, about 1.7 meters. He was thin and his face was weathered. There were not many wrinkles, but his cheeks were slightly sagging.
Seeing the old couple bickering as usual, Lou Cheng felt warm in his heart. He smiled and said, "I went out to exercise and had breakfast with Jiang Fei."
"Exercise?" Lou Cheng's mother looked at him suspiciously. "Cheng, you used to sleep until noon on holidays. When did you change?"
She was wearing a red slim-fit down jacket. She seemed to be going to the wedding banquet because her hair was tied up in a bun. The crow's feet at the corner of her eyes were obvious. She was a little chubby, but she was in good spirits and looked good.
"What's wrong with exercise? The body is the capital of the revolution! "As an intellectual, Lou Cheng's father always felt obliged to express his opinion.
"You talk too much! I'm talking to my son! "Lou Cheng's mother stared at him again.
Lou Cheng held back his laughter and said, "Didn't I tell you before? I joined the university martial arts club. Now I'm used to waking up early every morning to exercise. "
"Martial arts club? Don't fight everywhere. What if you get injured?" Lou Cheng's mother nagged. "I'll go buy some groceries and make you a good meal. Look at how thin you are. You must not eat well in school."
Lou Cheng said blankly, "No, I put on almost 15 kilograms."
"Look at your face, which part of you looks fat?" Lou Cheng's mother didn't believe his explanation at all.
Lou Cheng used actions instead of words. He pulled out the electronic scale at home, took off his jacket, and stood on it.
"Is this scale broken? Out of battery? Why did he really put on 15 kilograms? "Lou Cheng's mother looked at the numbers and asked in surprise.
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He used to be rather light, but with the increase in his appetite and the strengthening of his muscles, he could barely be considered as a normal martial artist's weight. But according to Geezer Shi's opinion, he had to be heavier, or he wouldn't even be powerful enough to hit someone.
. "" That's good. That's good. " Lou Cheng's mother smiled happily. "Then you go to the market with me tomorrow to get some groceries. It's almost Chinese New Year. We need to stock up. Otherwise, it won't be easy to buy them."
She didn't wait for Lou Cheng's reply. She rushed into the kitchen, grabbed a trolley for groceries, changed into outdoor shoes, opened the door and left.
"Your mom. She's always in a hurry." Lou Cheng's father unscrewed the lid of the thermos, took a sip of tea, and shook his head with a smile.
"Not bad." Lou Cheng walked to the sofa next to his father and sat down. "She always talks about your slow temper."
Lou Cheng's father put the thermos on the coffee table. He sat down and asked, "How's it going? How's your life in school? "
He had heard the answers to these questions from Lou Cheng's mother, but he felt that he didn't care enough if he didn't ask.
Lou Cheng laughed and said cheerfully, "I was wondering if you would ask about this cliché topic, Dad. I didn't expect you to ask!"
Lou Cheng's father was stunned. He suddenly sighed and said, "Cheng, you've become more cheerful after half a year in college."
"Dad, I wasn't introverted before." Lou Cheng asked in confusion.
Lou Cheng's father smiled and said, "It's not that you were introverted before. It's just that you're more cheerful now. In the past, you used to answer every question. Now, you even answer first."
He said humorously with a line from a skit.
Lou Cheng was amused and answered subconsciously, "Maybe it's because there's less pressure in college and my roommates are easy to get along with. That's why I've become more cheerful."
To be precise, he had become more talkative. This was all thanks to Cai Xiaoming!
Practicing martial arts to improve his Qi, chasing Yan Zheke to improve his speaking skills, and bickering with Xiaoming to improve his joking ability. These were all indisputable facts. He appeared to be more at ease and could liven up the atmosphere.
The ancients often said good teachers and helpful friends. This was probably the effect of "helpful friends", which could really benefit a lifetime.
Although there was a saying that it was easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature, human nature was a gradual process. Lou Cheng was still at the stage of being fine-tuned and would definitely be influenced by his surroundings. It was really a lucky thing to have good friends, good teachers, and good girls. Of course, even if one's nature had been fixed, it was possible to change after experiencing a big change.
"Well, it's good now." Lou Cheng's father nodded with satisfaction. "But even if there's no pressure, you still have to study hard. This is your life's capital. The new college student in our factory really doesn't know anything … Don't listen to other people's nonsense. They say that you can relax and have fun after college. You're playing in a ditch."
Lou Cheng used to be impatient to listen to this kind of teaching, but now he was quite emotional. "Yeah, there are three people in our small dormitory who are especially fond of studying. Every time I see them, I feel guilty and have to work harder."
At this time, he found that his father's eyes were fixed on the bottle of Ningshui Wine, so he explained, "Wang Xu brought it. It's original-proof wine. He drank two glasses by himself."
"Old Wang's son?" Lou Cheng's father thought for a while and said, "Don't have too much contact with him in the future. Alas, Old Wang has suffered a lot all his life. Now that he's old, he still has to suffer from his son's sufferings."
"Dad, I understand. It's best to avoid this kind of gangster." After chatting with Yan Zheke, Lou Cheng could calmly make a decision.
"It's good that you understand. Don't be fooled by the fact that I've been in contact with a few famous bosses in Xiushan because of the factory. They all seem to be amiable and have a sense of propriety in their words and actions. However, those who work in the underworld have no underlings who dare to fight or kill. Who would be amiable with them? Which boss gets to the top by being amiable? Isn't it all because of fighting and hard work? In the beginning, when you didn't have money, how could you control the people below you if you weren't ruthless enough? "
Lou Cheng's father was very emotional and couldn't help nagging. At that time, he watched the young workers in the factory become street gangsters one by one. Many of them even got addicted to drugs, which made the security of the community very bad for a period of time.
Lou Cheng nodded and said, "Anyway, I don't like to come into contact with such dark things."
Isn't it good to live a sunny life?
"After a few years, Old Wang's son will be old. I hope he can restrain himself." Lou Cheng's father sighed.
Old men can't be compared with young men in their teens. They are daring and reckless. If they don't get a good position, they will gradually fade away. Of course, the premise is that they don't get involved in serious crimes and live until then.
Lou Cheng was about to say something when Lou Cheng's father added, "Do you still remember Old Han's son?"
"Yes, what happened to him?" Lou Cheng asked curiously.
Old Han's son was a legend in the community. He was the senior of Wang Xu and the others. He was talented and had high martial arts. It was said that he was close to the professional level. Leading a group of young workers in the factory, he fought hard and made a name for himself in the Xiushan underworld circle. However, a few years ago, he killed three people because of a fight over a mine. The matter became serious and he offended too many people, so he had to run away. No one knew where he went.
Lou Cheng's father sighed and said, "He hid for a few years and thought that the trouble had passed. In November, he came back secretly. However, he was blocked on the national highway. In the words of the police, he put up a desperate struggle and was killed on the spot."
Killed on the spot … Lou Cheng took a deep breath.
When Cai Zongming talked about the kidnapping case and mentioned that the gangsters were killed by random gunshots, he didn't feel much. However, it was different now. This was someone he knew and lived in the building next door. How could he be killed on the spot?
"Phew, I hope Wang Xu doesn't end up like this …" He could only wish.
Lou Cheng's father didn't continue this depressing topic. He turned on the TV and talked about Lou Cheng's life in school. When Lou Cheng's mother came back from grocery shopping, he took a sip of strong tea and went to the kitchen to help wash the vegetables and cut the meat.
Not long after, Lou Cheng smelled a strange smell that seemed to penetrate into his bones. It was the smell of fried eel, one of his favorite dishes. He couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva. He felt that he could eat a bowl of rice just by the smell alone.
A person's stomach was trained from a young age. No matter how delicious the food outside was, it would not be as good as the food made at home. Of course, there was a prerequisite to this. His mother or father's cooking skills were not bad, and they were not just for show.
When it was time to eat, he swept away the food like a whirlwind. Lou Cheng's mother was very pleased and felt that her cooking skills were recognized. She happily talked about family matters, such as going to grandpa's for the New Year, how much New Year's money should be given to the younger generation, and how her cousin failed to open a restaurant and went back to work at the same old place …
Lou Cheng's father was drinking original-proof wine at the side and only said a few words occasionally.
The warm atmosphere was reverberating. Lou Cheng ate with great satisfaction, from his stomach to his soul.
The matter of his martial arts competition could be mentioned when he gave the gift!
In the afternoon, he chatted with his mother for a while. Then he asked Cheng Qili to go out to buy gifts.
…
"Cheng, I want to confess my love to Monitor at this party."
In the bar, Cheng Qili threw a bombshell at Lou Cheng the moment they met. Lou Cheng almost couldn't recover from the shock.
"When did you fall in love with Qiu Hailin? You didn't mention it before? "Lou Cheng asked in surprise.
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