Qin Cheng smiled and nodded, and took advantage of this time to go to the bathroom to wash and take care of it.

After cleaning up, my wife had already set up a table of delicious meals.

One by one, the children and nieces who were more beautiful than the other, sat down at the table obediently, and waited for him to sit down with their heads tilted up.

Such an ordinary and warm family atmosphere is what he has always longed for, and it is also the spiritual strength that he can survive the torture of family oppression every year......

As long as he can always protect his family in this way, no matter how painful it is, he will definitely be able to hold on.

Qin Cheng was in a mood that was almost pilgrimage, and picked up the warm and fragrant rice porridge in front of him.

I heard my wife complain in disgust: "Your annual closed training camp is really too tormenting, do a technique, and exhaust yourself like this......"

Look...... In this family, even the blame is full of distress and concern.

And his so-called "family", the so-called "family", on the surface, said things of concern, but what they did was to torment him for profit......

Qin Cheng smiled slightly and took a sip of porridge, "My Xiaoqiu's porridge is delicious, and if you take a sip, you won't be tired immediately." ”

Luo Qiuhua blushed suddenly, "In front of the child, what nonsense is there." ”

Yes, my uncle can really chat.

One meal, the family eats happily.

When he returned to the room at night, Luo Xingcen sat cross-legged on the bay window sill, thinking about his uncle's abnormality, hesitated for a while, and still called his master.

The phone only thought about one and was quickly hung up.

Luo Xingcen sighed, did not fight again, but quietly continued to cultivate.

She hadn't been in touch with Master for several days, and if it hadn't been for Brother Feishi's appearance from time to time and telling her a little bit of Master's news, she would have almost thought that Master was going to abandon her......

But this time, it didn't take long for Master to reply to her with a message asking her what had happened.

Luo Xingcen hesitated for a moment, but just replied, "I miss Master." ”

It's just that...... She still couldn't help muttering to herself, "Uncle, what kind of training is that?" Will the national core technology really be accessible to researchers in state-owned enterprises? I can't contact people for so long, and I still tire people like this? ”

Luo Xingcen didn't see it, on the other side of the curtain, a black shadow suddenly froze after hearing her words, and then ...... Silently disappeared from the door of her room.

……

Time is fast and slow, always passing inadvertently, and the summer vacation is almost over.

In the past month or so, the online video was filmed, and Xi Ningxuan was asked to help edit and produce it, and uploaded it to the Internet.

I met He Qianyao once, and I sent a few text messages with Master.

It's busy, and it's simple.

"I'm going to report tomorrow!" Luo Xingcen lay in bed early, but he couldn't sleep excitedly. "In high school, I finally became a high school student."

When he was first reborn, Luo Xingcen was always looking forward to the arrival of high school life.

Because in her previous life, she met He Qianyao when she was in high school......

But now, Luo Xingcen has met He Qianyao in advance, and everything has changed.

Therefore, the meaning of going to high school has also changed for Luo Xingcen.

At this moment, Luo Xingcen's mobile phone suddenly rang.

She opened it and found a new unread text message, and the sender was actually her master.

"Happy school, practice hard."

Looking at Master's text message, the corners of Luo Xingcen's mouth subconsciously hooked.