"Sister Yaoyao, what do you think of the style of this piece?"

"The style is good, but the color I don't like very much"

"Hey, this brand of lipstick is good."

"Let's buy this pair"

……

Two elf-like beauties hid on the sofa, looking through the tablet in their hands with great interest, discussing various goods, and did not look tired at all.

Girls' friendships sometimes develop quickly, especially when they are like-minded and equally in love with a man, (note that one is the love of a man and a woman, and the love of a loved one), which is just as good as a person.

And Su Mo was busy in the kitchen not far away, preparing lunch.

This kind of life is quiet and beautiful, every day when I wake up, except for Luo Yao who needs to go to work, Su Mo and Su Qian are both dead houses, and when Luo Yao is on vacation, the two women have something to do, either go out shopping, or watch TV series together, chat, but throw Su Mo aside.

No, the time has entered August, Luo Yao is on vacation today, and from morning to now, the two girls have been chattering non-stop, just glancing at Su Mo who is doing things quietly from time to time.

"Hey, shallow, does your boyfriend know how to cook?" Luo Yao asked softly,

This news was leaked by Su Qian two days ago, and even Su Mo didn't know about it.

Su Qian subconsciously glanced at Su Mo to confirm that he didn't hear it, and then stuck out his tongue and said, "Hmph, where is he as good as his brother, stupid to death, now that I think about it, how could I agree to him!" ”

Having said that, Luo Yao saw the look of shame and joy on her face, and said with a smile: "Oh, what are you pretending, now I must be happy in my heart!" ”

Su Qian was embarrassed and didn't follow: "Sister Yaoyao, you, I won't talk to you anymore!" ”

Luo Yao giggled, and was about to speak again, the phone at home rang, Su Mo was relatively close, and she answered it casually, and Luo Yao continued to talk to Su Qian.

"Okay, okay, shy whatever!"

"Cut, sister, do you love to blush better than me, especially when you mention my brother, by the way, Sister Yaoyao, tell me about your encounter with my brother again, I really want to hear it!"

Yaoyao couldn't help it, and sweetly recalled the past when the two met and knew each other, and said with a smile: "Your brother was ...... at the time"

Whenever she talked about Su Mo, Luo Yao would habitually glance at him, and this time was no exception, but this time, she found something abnormal.

I saw Su Mo standing there with his back to them, and he kept answering the phone, but Luo Yao could clearly see his slightly trembling hands!

"Mo, what's wrong with you!" Luo Yao asked.

"Brother, whose phone is it?"

After calling Su Mo twice and not responding at all, Luo Yao suddenly felt bad, pulled Su Qian over, and walked over Su Mo's body, and was immediately startled.

I don't know when Su Mo actually cried, rolling hot tears flowed down, but he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from crying, and his face was full of grief.

Having never seen Su Mo so fragile, Luo Yao and Su Qian panicked, hugged him, and asked urgently, "What's wrong, what's going on?" ”

"He ......" Su Mo choked up, hoarse and couldn't speak.

"Who? What's wrong" Luo Yao was really anxious, and stroked his heaving chest with her hand to calm him down.

Su Mo wiped a handful of tears, and finally could speak: "Master, his old man has passed away!" ”

Su Mo's master is only one, that is, the old man who came from thousands of miles to teach him the secret twelve duanjin, did not greed him a penny, and did not even tell him his home address, Zhang Shenxiu!

Obviously, the two have only known each other for a day, but I don't know when, Su Mo subconsciously regarded him as the only elder, and just now when he heard the bad news of his death, an indescribable sadness and self-blame surged, shattering all his sanity and calmness, and the only voice echoing in his mind was, he is gone, he is gone, I will never see Master again!

"You stay at home! I want to go to Nanhe right away and wear linen and filial piety for my master! ”

"We'll go too!" The two girls definitely wanted to accompany Su Mo.

But Su Mo shook his head firmly: "No, this has nothing to do with you, my master, I will go by myself!" ”

……

Nanhe Province has been the land of the Central Plains of China since ancient times, with a long history of culture, and the style of martial arts practice is also very strong, and Fengdeng City is the hometown of martial arts famous throughout the country.

But today, the streets of Shaolin in Fengdeng City are in mourning, because their highly respected and warm-hearted martial arts master Zhang Shenxiu drove to the west, and there are rumors that he died unjustly!

In the Zhangjia Martial Arts Hall, whether it is relatives, friends or disciples of the martial arts hall, they are all sad and plain, and Zhang Shenxiu's son and daughter who are kneeling in front of the mourning hall are even more sad.

The man's name is Zhang Wencheng, who is Zhang Shenxiu's second son, and the woman's name is Zhang Sui, who is Zhang Shenxiu's third daughter, both of whom are above forty, but they are still crying like children at this time.

"Mom, don't cry! Don't hurt your body, grandpa will be distressed in heaven! Zhang Sui's daughter on the side dissuaded.

Zhang Sui stopped sobbing and asked Zhang Wencheng: "Second brother, where has the eldest brother gone, it's time to prepare for his father's burial, how can he, the eldest son, still have the strength to go out!" ”

"He said he was going to pick up a very important person, and that person came to pay tribute to his father," Zhang Wencheng said with tears in his eyes.

"Who? Father's friends and disciples are all here! ”

"Big brother didn't say it!"

"Humph! No matter what, when the time comes, I will let my father be buried in the ground, and then lead someone to kill that grandson and pay for my father's life! ”

Zhang Wencheng was taken aback by the third sister who had a hotter and stubborn temper than his father, "Don't, people are officials, don't make a big deal!" ”

"Humph!" Zhang Sui was dissatisfied and was about to speak, when the crowd behind him suddenly made some noise, and when they looked back, it was the eldest brother Zhang Wucheng who came back, followed by a young man.

It was Su Mo.

As soon as he stepped into the mourning hall, his heart, which had been slightly calmed, was torn apart again, and the portrait of the master in the center was still strong, and he seemed to see the strange and kind old man smiling at him in front of him, but the black coffin was like a black hole, crushing all his illusions and sucking in all his thoughts.

His eyes were red, and he couldn't stop his tears, Su Mo said to Zhang Wucheng beside him: "Senior brother, I want to wear linen and filial piety for my master, please!" ”

This kind of thing can only be done by relatives, Zhang Wucheng knows the relationship between Su Mo and his father, the man in front of him who is crying bitterly can be said to be his father's closed disciple, as the saying goes, one day is a teacher, and a lifetime is a father, what reason does he have to reject him?

"Qingyang, bring a filial piety suit!" Zhang Wucheng called his son.

At this time, some of the young people in the mourning hall had already recognized Su Mo, how could he be here?!

"It's Su Mo!"

"He has a lot to do with his master!"

"It's Su Mo! He also has to wear linen and filial piety, which means that he may be a disciple of the master? ”

"I haven't heard of it!"

Su Mo turned a deaf ear to those discussions, silently put on filial piety clothes, put on a white hat, and then bowed three times and nine times in front of Zhang Shen's cultivation, and his mood became more and more sad.

"Master, I'm late, last year you said that you might not be able to cross that hurdle, I don't believe it, but you suddenly left like this, and you didn't give me a chance to be filial! Su Mo has no father and mother since she was a child, it was you who gave me the warmth of my elders, how I wish that cold corpse lying inside was me! I'm not filial, if you say you don't let me look for you again, I won't look for you, I'm the biggest fool in the world! ”

Su Mo shouted in her heart, and her tears wet the floor in front of her.

The crowd watched in amazement as this strange young man wept silently and cried out of grief in front of the spirit, what kind of person is this? What does it have to do with the Zhang family?

The young man who knew secretly introduced to the older generation: "Alas, your two favorite TV series, "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" were written by this person! ”

"Oh, it's him, isn't that a celebrity?"

"It's not just a celebrity, it's just a big celebrity, don't say it, you have been in the county for too long, and you don't understand what he said"

"Hey, you kid is saying that uncle, I'm outdated!"

The crowd spread the word of mouth, and finally knew Su Mo's identity.

"Uncle, what is the relationship between Su Yazong and grandpa!"

"Yes, Dad, do you know, in the big city, everyone knows about him."

Several of Zhang Shenxiu's grandchildren were asking Zhang Wucheng, but Zhang Wucheng just sighed: "You just need to know that according to the seniority, he is your uncle, don't ask, go and help him up!" ”

After Su Mo finished the ceremony, he was helped up, cleaned up his mood, and said, "Senior brother, please hang up the couplet I wrote!" ”

Zhang Wucheng nodded, instructed a few juniors to join hands, and took out a pair of written couplets from Su Mo's bag and hung them up.

"The sorrow is irretrievable, and the cry flies with the wild crane"!

(Sorry for the late update)