Kung Fu Divine Doctor

It's not a noisy sleeping car. I don't know who is playing the music from my mobile phone. A song we are familiar with can no longer be familiar with, singing out the ups and downs of home people, all kinds of taste.

"Often go home to have a look, go home to have a look... Even if you help your parents beat their backs and knead their shoulders, the old man doesn't want his children to make much contribution to the family!

All my life... Often go home to have a look, go home to have a look... "

Often go home to see, a short and ordinary words, but let Lu Feng listen in the heart mixed feelings, after dropping out of school, he wandered in the society, day and night, cold and hunger, how can go home? Do you want your parents to see yourself in a state of depression?

The grace higher than the sky is from master!

He is the old man who let himself have the capital to go home. Although his heart is like a mirror, even if he begged, his parents would not dislike him. They are from the love of their soul, but they can't, can't let them break their heart for themselves.

I grew up!

I'm a decent seven foot man!

A man, if he can't break out of his own world, a hundred years later, looking back, won't he feel regret?

In fact, it doesn't matter what the final result is. The process is the most abundant and wonderful content in the resume. Of course, if a man can play in his own world, it represents the significance of success, which is also very good!

Jiatai city is far less prosperous than Jiyang city in terms of economic development and civilization construction. With large bags and small bags carrying luggage, Lu Feng feels bitter about Wang Yumeng's failure to bring back so many things. Striding out of the exit of the railway station, Lu Feng went straight to the bus station not far next to the railway station.

Back in Jiatai City, it doesn't mean home! He has to take a bus to Jinlong County, and then take a bus in the county to get to his village.

After some twists and turns, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the entrance of the small mountain village. If we were in the bustling metropolis, five o'clock would be the time to get off work. But in this quiet small mountain village, at this time, the chimneys of every family had been emitting curls of cooking smoke.

Looking at the river like a green ribbon in the northeast corner and the mountain like Wolong, Lu Feng felt excited. Just as he was about to make his way home, he heard a middle-aged man with a flat car and several stone statues shouting with a hearty laugh: "Xiaofeng? You are back at last! My elder brother and sister-in-law have been thinking about you for the past two years

Lu Feng turned his head to look at him, and his face suddenly showed a bright smile. This man is his neighbor's uncle, surnamed Huang, Huang Qiming. A good person with a bright and approachable personality. Lu Feng still remembers the busy scene when he took himself and a few playmates to catch fish in the river. He also remembers the windmill he made for himself, which was so beautiful.

The past events flashed through Lu Feng's mind.

He put his luggage on the ground quickly. Lu Feng took out the cigarettes he had prepared from his pocket. Although he didn't smoke much, there was a saying among the countrymen that if he took out a cigarette every time, his feelings would not break. He knew this rule since he was a child, so he had been ready for a long time. It wasn't too expensive. It was 15 yuan a bag. He took out one and handed it to Huang Qiming. Lu Feng took out a lighter and lit it for him. Then he said with a smile:

"Uncle Qiming, what are you doing? We haven't seen each other for two years, have we? I didn't expect that you are getting younger and younger! "

Huang Qiming looks at Lu Feng with a trace of surprise. When Lu Feng went to university, he was still a weak and quiet boy, and even occasionally showed a trace of Myanmar. Anyone can see the childishness on his face. But I haven't seen him in the past two years. Lu Feng's attitude is mature in intimacy and respectful in politeness, This makes him feel like Lu Feng has changed into a new man.

After smoking the cigarette handed by Lu Feng, Huang Qiming suddenly has the illusion that this child is really Lu Feng? He is just like those so-called metropolis successful people on TV. His temperament lingers on him. He is neither humble nor overbearing, mature and steady.

Huang Qiming said with a smile: "I have carved some stone lions, and I'm going to send them to your great grandfather! Xiaofeng! Since you haven't been back for two years, hurry back. Your parents should be at home now! Let's have a good chat tomorrow. You can have a good drink with Uncle Qiming. "

"Well, that's a deal!" Lu Feng laughs, grabs his luggage and strides along the winding path towards his home.

In the past evenings, the village was full of people, but Lu Feng didn't see anyone when he came home. Although every family was smoking, Lu Feng could hear the sound of beating stones from the courtyard.

Although he was puzzled, he didn't think much. The painted black gate of his house and the two lifelike and majestic stone lions at the gate were opening their teeth and claws, as if they were greeting him.

The gate of the courtyard is wide open. Because Lu Feng didn't inform his parents in advance when he came back, his parents didn't know the news of his return today.

In his arms, Lu Feng stepped into the gate.

The familiar yard is full of all kinds of stones, and even many of them are semi-finished products of carving. Although Lu Feng doesn't know what happened in the past two years, when he saw his father's back in the pile of stones, he burst into tears. His father's back didn't look very old, but on his hair, Some turn white.

The traces left by years, perhaps black hair turned white hair, is the best proof of it!

"Zhenhai, don't be busy. Wash your hands and eat. Wait until you finish..." Lu Feng's mother Chen Ping, wearing an apron and calm face, cried to her husband's back.

However, her voice suddenly stopped. The old face with several eye tail lines suddenly changed. On the calm face, an incredible look suddenly appeared. Her eyes were round and her lips were wriggling in excitement, as if she could not believe her eyes. Chen Ping rubbed her eyes hard and looked at Lu Feng again.

Son!

She saw her son!

It was like a dream. Many days and nights, she dreamed of the scene in front of her at this moment: her son was standing in the yard, and she wanted to reach for him, but every time it was nothing.

Are you dreaming now?

Lu Feng's eyes were full of tears, and his voice was a little whimpering. His big and small bags fell to the ground. Lu Feng strode forward and fell to his knees with a sound of "Putong". With a trembling voice, he cried: "Mom, Dad, the unfilial son is back!"

The space between heaven and earth seems to solidify at this moment, and everything in the world seems to fall into a dead silence.

Chen Ping's body trembles slightly, wriggling her lips. Her thin and shriveled hand hangs up and points to Lu Feng. She wants to shout, but she finds it hard to make a sound.

Lu Zhenhai, Lu Feng's father, squatted there with a slight shaking. The carving knife in his hand, because of the shaking of his wrist, made a vicious line. The heroic face of the country, hard to twist, eyes in contact with Lu Feng's body in the moment, a group of God color burst out from his eyes.

Standing up slowly, Lu Zhenhai looked at Lu Feng with an angry tone and said angrily, "do you know you are not filial? Why didn't you come back last year? Don't you know how worried your mother is about you? Do you think you can ignore your parents when your wings are hard? And your cell phone. What's going on? Why are all the phone numbers cancelled? "

Chen Ping finally wakes up from her dullness. After her husband's angry drink, she throws herself at Lu Feng and hugs her son. She is afraid that when she lets go, her son will suddenly disappear from her eyes.

"Xiaofeng, is Xiaofeng really you? Mom didn't dream, did she? " Chen Ping was in tears, and almost all her strength was used.

"Mom, it's me. I'm sorry to worry you and Dad!" Lu Feng also couldn't stop tears. Although his father was angry with him, his father's trembling fingers and his words were angry words, but his voice was full of worry and concern, which made Lu Feng feel warm.

Children are the flesh of parents' hearts. Which parents don't care for their children?

At this moment, Lu Feng deeply felt this sentence.

"Son, don't say I'm sorry, as long as you're OK, as long as you can come back safely! Mom is worried that you can't eat well or drink well outside, and that you will be bullied by others. " Chen Ping hugged Lu Feng tightly for a long time, then released Lu Feng with tears. She wiped Lu Feng's pretty face and sobbed: "son, you haven't asked for living expenses for more than a year. How do you live on? I wanted your father to go to your school to find you, but if he doesn't go, he won't let me go. Mom is afraid you will suffer! Son, you must have suffered a lot in the past two years, haven't you? You see, you are much thinner now than when you left. "

Lu Feng felt uncomfortable. In fact, he was a little thinner than when he left. Maybe in his mother's eyes, even if he became a fat man, he was also a lot thinner, right?

"Mom, I'm not suffering. Don't worry. Don't you think I'm back now?"

Standing on one side, Lu Zhenhai quickly wiped away the muddy tears from the corner of his eyes while Lu Feng didn't pay attention. He coughed and said angrily, "look at your wives. What do you look like now? Son, Xiaofeng is back. Why are you crying? Let him stand up quickly. "

Chen Ping was slightly stunned, and quickly got up from the ground in a hurry. At the same time, she pulled Lu Feng up and said with a cry: "yes, it's all my fault. My son just came back, and I asked him to kneel on the ground. It's all my fault. Are you tired, son? Come on, let's hurry in. Mom is cooking you something you like

Lu Feng nodded slightly with tears in his eyes. He knew that at this time, if he didn't let his mother do what she liked to eat, she would feel uncomfortable and guilty.