Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 342 The Helplessness of the Little People
Lu Mingfei did it in one go, and this time he didn't sweep it aside, it looked like it was done.

Chu Zihang looked at this pair of couplets, and found the difference at first glance. It was obviously different from the previous waste manuscripts. It was beautiful, but the sharpness that rushed to his face was gone. It didn't disappear, but merged into a In the blink of an eye, it is no longer blindly sharp. There is an end to the indomitable progress, there are leaps and turns, just as the sky and the earth are separated from the majestic mountains, and there are rivers and streams.

Chu Zihang was thoughtful, but Lu Mingfei spoke out at this moment.

"Don't worry, everyone has their own way, seniors just need to continue to follow their own way, the future will have its own scenery."

Chu Zihang didn't look at the couplet any more, his eyes swept past Lu Mingfei.

The road watcher looked like he had gained a lot.

Is it the method of nourishing the gods?

Lu Mingfei chose calligraphy to refresh his mind. Chu Zihang has no worries about this at the moment. His insomnia method is not yet complete, and there is a long way to go. Speaking of which, Chu Zihang has not fallen asleep for nearly half a year , and only he himself knows the taste of it, and others only see that the pair of never-extinguishing golden pupils of the president of the Xinhui are no longer bright, look dim, and have a little bloodshot.

The dim golden pupil is the proof that he is gradually controlling the dragon's blood. As for the bloodshot, it is pure fatigue, which cannot be eliminated even with Chu Zihang's mixed blood and martial arts cultivation.

This road is not easy to walk, he has been clear from the beginning.

Lu Mingfei has not moved for a long time, he is still immersed in the previous artistic conception, it is strange to say that there are so many coincidences and opportunities in this world, and there are so many unreasonable, difficult problems that have been pondered for a long time. It can be easily solved after breakfast, and the mystery is hard to understand.

His calligraphy was good before, but he was too general, so this is not a shortcoming. There are many idealistic Kyushu martial arts, and those who admit death and advance on the same road are not without great achievements. There is a premise, that is whether it is suitable or not, the path that is not suitable, no matter how you admit it, you will still achieve mediocre results in the end.

Generals and fighting on the battlefield are the way of Yan Luo. Yan Luo is him, but he is not just Yan Luo.

This couplet is a beginning. On the basis of Yan Luo's mind, he will take his own path. Combined with the open sky pile, Lu Mingfei can foresee that this road is very big and difficult.

It is said that everything is difficult at the beginning, but it is more than that, must it be easier to keep going than how to choose?not necessarily.

Lu Mingfei added more ink and began to write a picture.

While the feeling is still there, write more. Every family needs Spring Festival couplets on the front and back doors.

Can't waste it.

This writing took a whole morning.

When Su Xiaoyan yawned and pushed open the door, her open mouth was closed for a long time, and the well-endowed marble floor was covered with red and black Spring Festival couplets, neatly, and there was not even a palm-sized open space. Su Xiaoyan, who was so startled that she was completely sleepless, looked around again, and there were everywhere on the table and coffee table, bright red, both festive and a little weird in the festive, just like the bride in oriental horror, red hijab wedding Clothes, when the suona blows so brightly, you can see that all the paper money floating down from the sky is miserable.

Su Xiaoyan rubbed her arms.

It just so happened that her son Zihang was walking out with the couplets in his hands, the two met each other, Chu Zihang paused, Su Xiaoyan couldn't tell from his son's handsome face what he was thinking, the two just remained silent.

"You're back."

"Well, I'm back."

Chu Zihang nodded.

"I'll pack it up right now, and it'll be fine soon."

Su Xiaoyan wanted to say "Mom will help you", but how could Chu Zihang, an obedient child who made parents, teachers and elders feel at ease, allow such a thing to happen? The room was cleaned up like a storm, and the Spring Festival couplets disappeared almost in the blink of an eye.

The three of us ate lunch together. Lu Mingfei was very embarrassed. After all, it was at someone else’s house. Compared with Chu Zihang's delicate dishes that are like works of art, Lu Mingfei's craftsmanship looks much rougher. He seems to have picked out all the "delicacy" in his own dictionary, and then put "wildness" on it. Words like "efficiency" and "full volume".

It is said that Chinese food pays attention to color, fragrance, and Lu Mingfei's table has no "color". Ordinary people may even hesitate to use chopsticks. Chu Zihang and Su Xiaoyan are different. The former doesn't care, and the latter is a son. Don't care what else she cares about.

It has to be said that Su Xiaoyan may have various problems as a mother, but her love for Chu Zihang is no less than any mother in the world.

After tasting it, it was surprisingly good, Su Xiaoyan raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"I really can't tell."

Indeed, these dishes may not look very good, but their taste is really good. This is also a skill that Lu Mingfei is proud of. I think the little emperor made excuses to rely on him several times back then, and took his place. They are still planning to eat a bite of Lu Mingfei's food. If there is an opportunity in the future, they will open a restaurant. Lu Mingfei takes off the bronze mask and puts it in it. It's so interesting that Yan Luo is here to wait for others.

It is very strange, it seems that it is completely inferior to Chu Zihang's craftsmanship, but this time Su Xiaoyan ate an extra bowl of rice, and put all thoughts of maintaining her figure behind her, chatting with Lu Mingfei while eating , this classmate of my son's is really nice, he is attractive just by looking at it, Chu Zihang occasionally said a few words, but in fact, this child is only facially paralyzed, but he talks a lot.

Thinking of this, Su Xiaoyan was still a little melancholy. If Zihang could talk and laugh, she must have had a girlfriend early in the morning. She sighed again. One day, it would be great if Zihang brought a girl home. Maybe she would sleep at night. I can wake up with a smile.

In the afternoon, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang went to a park to give away extra Spring Festival couplets.

Nearby is Ziyang Street, and another direction is Laojing Lane. I chose this place because the flow of people is large enough, and secondly, I am familiar with it.

They set up a table and put up Spring Festival couplets. Chu Zihang fought back with a blank expression, while Lu Mingfei was in the front to welcome customers, oh no, to give them away.

It’s almost New Year’s Eve, and everyone needs Spring Festival couplets. Some banks will give them to you, and some neighborhood committees’ street offices will also take them, but there are definitely not too many free ones. I took a pair from the first uncle with a smile, and left a sentence After "this word is really handsome", more and more people came here attracted by the name, and soon there was a long queue in front of the table.

"You take it."

"Thank you."

Lu Mingfei heard a familiar voice.

Looking up, he was a fat man, wearing a hat, sunglasses and a scarf, tightly wrapped.

He nodded to Lu Mingfei, turned around and left in a hurry.

Lu Mingfei wrote a lot of Spring Festival couplets at noon, and they sent them out until evening, and they were almost finished.

Pedestrians went home in twos and threes, and Lu Mingfei was clearing the table when a person quietly walked up not far away, and stayed still for more than ten meters, just wandering there, the flames of cigarettes flickering.

Lu Mingfei glanced in that direction, greeted Chu Zihang, carried his bag on his back, and ran over in a hurry.

"uncle."

The wandering man was stunned, the cigarette butt between his fingers almost fell off.

The person who lined up to receive the Spring Festival couplets in the afternoon, that is, the one in front of him, was Lu Mingfei's uncle.

His face was a little stiff, his lips moved, and his eyes avoided looking at Lu Mingfei.

"Um……"

He said quietly.

The uncle and nephew were walking in the park.

In the afternoon, it was my aunt who heard the news from the neighbors in the community that someone was giving Spring Festival couplets here, and my aunt remembered it all at once. The keyboard and mouse in the room have been ringing all day, but my aunt also has something to say, her son is called relaxation, do you understand the combination of work and rest? After studying abroad, you will look down on my family Narusawa, right?

Facing his wife's violent storm, the uncle had no choice but to flee. He smoked two cigarettes in the corridor, stomped his feet and walked out.

But when I went to the place, my uncle was dumbfounded. Isn't it the gifted nephew of his family who suddenly opened up to deliver Spring Festival couplets?He didn't study abroad, why is he here?
At that time, my uncle wanted to rush over to ask Lu Mingfei what was going on, but when he thought of the one at home, all his energy was exhausted. He thought about it, put on a hat, sunglasses and mask for himself, and went up fully armed.

As for where this outfit came from, I can only say that there is a need for it. After all, he often looks for some high-quality imitation watches and wallets. If the uncle who claims to be a decent man is recognized by acquaintances, it will be over, so he carries the equipment with him. , mainly sunglasses and masks, and others such as hats and scarves, which are usually worn on the body.

After taking the Spring Festival couplets home, he took the opportunity to buy cooking oil, slipped out again and found Lu Mingfei.

He cared about Lu Mingfei's study and life abroad in the tone of an elder, and told him to work, and remained silent for a long time. His uncle smoked a cigarette and took out a stack of red notes from his pocket.

"I keep a notebook of all the living expenses your father gave you over the years. Your aunt and I used a lot in the past few years. There is nothing to talk about. It's my fault as an uncle."

"I'll talk to your aunt later, this hole has to be filled for you, Mingfei, what are your plans after college, stay outside or come back, I heard that the cost of living there is very high, what do you want to eat? Don't embarrass yourself."

"Also, you're not young anymore, take it easy, when will you bring a girlfriend home and have a look, now that girls are expensive, let's figure out a way together about house gifts and so on."

He thought about it. Compared with the grand proposition of the principal's fate and future, his uncle's attention was really small. Maybe he never thought about the value of life and the rise and fall of civilization, getting married and having children, and then helping the children to grow up. Get rid of marriage and childbirth, and this life will be considered complete.

Lu Mingfei smiled foolishly, he actually doesn't know how to deal with the situation in front of him, the concern from his relatives, if his aunt is acting like that, he will definitely not blink, but uncle... Lu Ming I really don't know what to do.

Lu Mingfei confiscated the stack of money, but his uncle didn't take it either. When Lu Mingfei took out a bunch of cash from his bag, his uncle's expression changed. He was heartbroken, for fear that the child Mingfei would be outside alone. I have learned badly, where did so much money come from?I heard that it is very chaotic abroad...

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and there was still a heartfelt hatred that iron could not be made into steel, the uncle trembled his lips, and almost pulled his belt to Lu Mingfei a few times.

Thanks to Lu Mingfei's good words and proofs, he convinced his uncle that these are actually scholarships, and they came from a very righteous path.

"Scholarship."

Uncle sighed, his eyes were very complicated, Ming Fei had really changed, not only went to a foreign university, but also received so many scholarships, the outstanding ones were completely different from before, but the uncle was no stranger, he was vaguely here The child saw the shadow of his father, his own brother, look at the current Lu Mingfei, confident and sunny, he really looks like him.

His feelings towards Lu Mingfei's father are very complicated. There is some admiration, but under this admiration, there is also... jealousy.

Why are you so good, I can't do it.

At the same time, there is low self-esteem.

It's just that no matter how many emotions there are, after almost ten years after the person disappeared, they have gradually faded away. Now the uncle thinks of his brother, Lu Mingfei's father, and only remembers the man's handsome smile under the sun, which is so dazzling.

Lu Mingfei didn’t send money to his uncle for no reason. Now he is not short of money to spend, but this is not a reason to waste it. He has not forgotten the tens of thousands that his uncle gave him through Han Ye half a year ago. Speaking of it, In fact, my uncle probably wants to work hard to be a good uncle, but he is not a hero, he is just an ordinary person who is so ordinary that he has exhausted his strength to live in daily life.

Uncle finally confiscated it. Lu Mingfei could see that he was really angry. How should I put it, it felt strange.

In the past, he always felt that he was alone and lonely, but ah, after school, he hung shoulders with his classmates until they were picked up by the family one by one, and finally he was left alone stepping on his shadow and drooping his head. It's bad, yes, but the fact that so many classmates can walk together after school, doesn't it just prove that he is not alone?

Probably my uncle thought about being a competent uncle before, but he has a family, a wife and children, and his energy is always limited. Many times, he can't do it alone, not because he doesn't want to, but because he can't do it. This is the most helpless Lu Mingfei thought of his nervous smile in Zhou Xingchi's movie, probably this is the sadness of the little people.

"Is that your classmate?"

"Well, it's the senior, a very good person."

They go back.

"Shall we go home for New Year's Eve dinner?"

Uncle said cautiously.

"No."

Lu Mingfei gave some reasons, but he didn't mention the most fundamental thing. The uncle and nephew knew it well, why didn't they go back to eat, he would be embarrassed to everyone when he went back, and it was difficult for an upright official to break up housework, and it was the same for Yan Luo.

"That's it."

Uncle said, with regret, and a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)