Chapter 101: The Taste of Home, I Know
Luo Wei can be called a master by those masters, but it is not for nothing.
Wudang cutting and poking is one thing, everyone has a spare hand, and the attack will not be too ruthless, compared to more changes and responses in moves. But now, Luo Wei is beating people, the kind that wants to beat the disabled, and all the efforts under his hands have been used.
Luo Wei was happy to fight, but the six fierce men were miserable.
The iron rod not only didn't hit Luo Wei's people, but also hit his own people.
Hit the head of the head, was beaten by his own people, was beaten by his own people, and it was not a few minutes. They all lay down with their arms and legs covered.....
"Hero's life!"
One person couldn't help but shout, but he didn't dare to speak.
"Spare you, uncle. ”
"Let you knock a stuffy stick in the middle of the night!"
"Uncle is not me!"
There was a muffled sound.
.....
"You're the uncle!"
There was another muffled thud.
....
“.......”
Luo Wei is playing well, let alone begging for mercy, even if someone calls the police at this time, he will fight first and run away before the police come.
So Luo Wei raised his leg and kicked out the man who was lying on his stomach begging for mercy. Another fat beating was given to the few people who got up, and the six people were stunned and ran away.
Looking at the backs of the six people running away, Luo Wei clapped his hands, tidied up his clothes, and went home refreshed.
......
When I got downstairs, it was a little after ten o'clock, and from downstairs, the lights in the house were bright.
As soon as Luo Wei's key was inserted into the door, he heard footsteps inside. As soon as the door opened, my mother's figure was revealed. Dad was right next to him, and Grandpa was standing not far away.
At this moment, Luo Wei's heart was warm at first, but immediately he had an emotion called guilt. I haven't been home for two or three years, and I haven't made a few phone calls, which is really undeserved.
"Mom!"
"Dad!"
"Grandpa!"
Luo Wei shouted twice, and his mother hugged him. Luo Wei's sharp eyes saw clearly, and his mother's eyes were obviously red. Dad was no better, he didn't blame, he didn't talk much, he just snorted, and took the bag off Luo Wei's shoulder.
was dragged into the door by his mother, and Luo Wei found that there were still many people in the living room.
Uncles, aunts, and grandparents are all there.
Especially my grandmother and grandfather, both of whom were not in good health. Luo Wei knew very well that his grandmother was already asleep before ten o'clock every day.
"It's waiting for yourself. ”
Luo Wei's circle of friends has parents, uncles and aunts, and it is not surprising to know that he is back. The reason why he chose to post a circle of friends was actually because he was afraid that after arguing with his father for so long, he would be embarrassed to meet him when he came home, so he would get a preventive shot.
But the scene in front of him was something he didn't expect after all.
Maybe it's true that he hasn't grown up yet......
......
"Has Wei Wei eaten dinner?"
This is my aunt.
.......
"Alas, Weiwei seems to have lost weight, come and let grandma hug him!"
This is Grandma.
Since Luo Wei's grandmother died, I don't know if it's a vacancy in Luo Wei's heart, or what.... Luo Wei's title to his grandmother naturally changed from "ga" grandma (dialect) to grandma, and grandma obviously didn't mind, and began to call herself grandma early. Grandpa's title has also become grandpa.
......
"I heard that you opened a bookstore, is it about the same amount of money?"
"Is there any difficulty?"
"Why don't you always go home. ”
This is my grandfather and uncle.
......
Luo Wei answered one by one, and deliberately gave several examples to explain the situation in the store. The elders were relieved and distressed when they heard it. Luo Wei originally wanted to talk about catching thieves in the live broadcast, but seeing this situation, he silently hid it.
His uncle and aunt, as well as his grandparents all came to his house to wait for him when they got the news, and they rushed over when they saw the news in the afternoon and waited for more than three hours.
Mom and Dad and Grandpa are tired on their faces, after all, when they are at home, everyone goes to bed very early, and it is more than eleven o'clock in this chat, so it is strange that they are not sleepy.
If he had known that this was the case, Luo Wei would not have bothered to go to that bullshit class reunion. In fact, it's a phone call......
Thinking of this, Luo Wei blamed himself and made a decision silently.
......
Early the next morning, Luo Wei got up early, and he didn't lose his habit in Jiangcheng, and ran several laps in the community, which was regarded as being brushed by the neighbors.
When he went home and ate the breakfast he bought from outside with his parents, Luo Wei finally said the purpose of coming back.
"Huh?"
When my mother heard this, the fritters in her hand were put directly on the bowl.
"Weiwei, you tell your mother. Is the bookstore unable to open, you kid just don't tell your family about something, and you were still reckless last night. ”
"How much is the difference?"
Dad also answered, and made a gesture to get the wallet, as if he was going to pull out the card.
Luo Wei: "....."
"It's not that I can't go on, it's just that I learned some cooking skills outside, and I want to participate in the Cooking God Contest and put some light on the plaque of our ancestors. ”
Mom and Dad glanced at each other: "....."
"Kid, you don't have a fever. ”
Luo Wei: "......"
To put it mildly, Luo Zhicheng, that is, Luo Wei's father, can be regarded as believing Luo Wei's words.
I saw that he pondered for a while, and then returned to the room with a greeting, and the sound sounded like he had gone to rummage through the cabinets. It took a while to return, still holding an ancient book sealed in a vacuum bag.
"Take it. ”
"What's this?"
"The secret book handed down from our ancestors. ”
"Cheats?"
Luo Wei's eyes lit up, and he looked at the yellowed cover, on which were written two words, recipes.
Luo Wei remembered what his grandfather said, when his ancestor was an imperial chef, he risked his life to memorize many palace dishes, and then recorded them in a book and passed them down. I thought it was fake, but I didn't expect it to be real.
Luo Wei was so excited that he wanted to open the vacuum bag, but his father took it away with a backhand.
"It's an antique, don't fool around. Well, there's a manuscript here, so let's take a look. When you choose a dish, you can go to a restaurant and cook it for us to eat, and when it's really done, you will talk about going to the competition. ”
Definitely, looking at the thumb-thick recipe bound in his hand, Luo Wei couldn't help but smile bitterly. This is not the kind of book in his bookstore that you can learn by looking at it.
"What's the matter?"
Dad smiled, and the meaning was self-evident.
"If you are cowardly, you will be down-to-earth, and you will talk about something else when you are done in the restaurant. ”
"Hey, Dad, I don't agree with what you say. The man couldn't say no, so I took it. You can come to the store in the afternoon and wait, and my two classmates, I will make you a table of delicious food. ”
"You're satisfied!"
After speaking, Luo Wei took a fritter in his mouth, grabbed the recipe in his handbook and went out.
"Lao Luo, what are you fighting with children. ”
"I'm competing, it's not for his good. I haven't even grown my hair, and I'm still thinking about participating in the Chef God Competition..."
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