Television, as an entertainer who must grasp real-time news every day, is naturally one of the most indispensable and important equipment. In fact, the small TV in the house tower room was also Zheng Yucheng's most expensive expense in addition to the monthly rent of the house tower house, and the second-hand old TV purchased from the maintenance of electrical appliances used up one-third of his savings.

The first thing I did when I got home was to turn on the TV and go to the variety show of SBS Radio, in the small screen of the TV, the most popular variety show "x-man" is staging wonderful jokes as usual, and Liu Zaishi, who is known as the national MC, is showing his smooth hosting ability, and the amazing energy that has been precipitated during the eight-year period of no-name has completely bloomed at this moment.

Looking at these stars who are free and funny on TV, Zheng Yucheng's eyes are of course more on MC Liu Zaishi, who controls the entire program process, this man who is full of jokes in the camera, and every one of his hosting lines firmly grasps the show within his own scope. Sure enough, it was Liu Zaishi's senior, and he sighed weakly, when would he get to that point, sitting in the tower room, Zheng Yucheng seemed to be a little delusional.

The content of "X-Man" on TV is still continuing, and the funny plot is still being staged, and Zheng Yucheng began to spread out the old newspapers in the room, made a small temporary dining table, lit the Cass stove and prepared for today's dinner. After lighting the fire on the Kas stove and putting down the copper pot filled with mineral water, today's dinner was as delicious as ever.

"What are you going to eat today?" With a large bag of ramen of different flavors and brands in front of him, Zheng Yucheng fell into a happy choice. After a long time of hesitating among the seafood and pork ribs, it was not until the hot water in the pot finally gurgled that he chose his favorite fresh mushroom beef ramen for today's dinner, and sure enough, the ramen still tasted good.

"Ah, hot, hot, Aixi~" Carefully lifted the hot ramen that had been cooked together with the pot, put the ramen on the newspaper with difficulty to maintain balance, took out the chopsticks and sat on the ground casually, Zheng Yucheng started his humble dinner time.

"Hmm!" Pick up a piece of green onion cake and eat it with ramen, the green onion cake full of green onion fragrance and the hot ramen tumbling in the mouth immediately attracted the chef Zheng Yucheng's sigh for the only taster, "Sure enough, it is fresh mushroom beef ramen, it really has a beef flavor, remember to buy more in the future!" ”

The spicy beef ramen in the thick soup, with the thick green onion cake, watching the funny variety show on the TV, and laughing in the house tower room, Zheng Yucheng has been unconsciously coming over for almost a year, and it has been a year since he came to Seoul.

"Haha, grasshopper dance......" Watching Liu Zaishi's predecessor dance his signature grasshopper dance again on TV, Zheng Yucheng had to put down the chopsticks in his hand with a smile to ease his current mood, today's "X-Man" seems to be too funny to eat dinner.

"Jingle bell~" Just when Zheng Yucheng finally eased up, picked up a chopstick ramen and opened his mouth to eat, the sudden ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted his dinner time again, and he picked up his mobile phone with some thoughts and looked at the caller number on it, and immediately provoked him to look at himself in a hurry, wiped the greasy on his mouth, but completely forgot that the person on the phone couldn't see his appearance at all.

"Hey, oh mom (mom)?" After a scramble to clean up, Zheng Yucheng connected the phone in his hand with a little nervousness, and cautiously shouted quietly to the other end of the phone, and the caller was his mother who was far away in Busan.

"Woo Cheng?" Mother's gentle and familiar voice came from the phone, for some reason, when his mother's voice entered his ears through the distance, Zheng Yucheng, who had not been home for a year, felt his nose sour, and his eyes began to redden.

"By the way, oh Mom, are you okay at home, Oh Mom......" Hearing his mother's voice on the phone, Zheng Yucheng, who had been wandering alone for a long time, felt a sense of peace of mind, and his heart was warm. Leaning against the wall of the cramped house, he turned to his mother on the phone and began to ask about the status of the family when he was not there.

"What else, your father and him, you don't know, this year is still the same bumper harvest, an acre of land was planted by him, ......" The phone began to spread the words of his mother Cui Xiuli in Busan dialect, one will say how much rice has been produced in the family's field this year, and one will talk about what machine the family has purchased, but for some reason these words that Zheng Yucheng originally felt nagging at home, but tonight he felt particularly warm.

"Amo, after saying so much again, Yucheng must be complaining about me nagging again."

"What's the matter, I still want to listen to my mother's nagging again, and keep listening......"

"Really, hehe, I didn't expect Woo Sung to become so pleasing after going to Seoul, how old are you and coquettish." The coquettishness of his son on the phone made Cui Xiuli who was on the phone smile.

"By the way, oh Mom, how is Dad now?" cautiously asked his mother, you must know that when he came to Seoul from Busan to be a gagman, his father Zheng Guozhong had always strongly opposed and disagreed. In his opinion, his son should inherit his family's land at home, how can he go to Seoul to do something that he has never heard of.

"He, what else can he do with that stinky face, if he says anything every day, he shouldn't let his son go out, if he must catch that stinky boy home......" pouted and said to Zheng Yucheng, he has already figured out the character of this old man and Cui Xiuli, who has lived for most of his life, is a typical hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, "Every time you appear on TV, count him as the most punctual......"

"Yes." Knowing that his father also accepted his choice, Zheng Yucheng's originally tense heart slowly relaxed.

"By the way, Yucheng, will you come back for the Spring Festival this year?"

"Spring Festival? It turns out that it's already the New Year! Hearing his mother mention it on the phone, Zheng Yucheng remembered that the New Year was going to be unconsciously coming, and it was only two or three weeks before the new year 2005 was coming.

"This year...... I have a job and can't go back. ”

"Oh, that's it......" Hearing that her son couldn't go home for the New Year, Cui Xiuli's tone was obviously disappointed, but she still comforted Zheng Yucheng, who was concerned and couldn't go home, "It's okay, work is important, Yucheng, is there enough money in Seoul, if you ......"

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In the newspaper, the originally steaming ramen has gradually lost its heat, and the green onion cake on the side has slowly become **, flour cubes, and the variety show "X-Man" on TV has long ended broadcasting.

The mobile phone that hung up the call with his mother, picked up the cold and soaked soft ramen in the pot and put it into his mouth, although the ramen in his mouth had long lost its original deliciousness, but Zheng Yucheng's heart became warm because of the phone call from Busan.

"Sure enough, it's fresh mushroom beef ramen~"

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