"Master, come back this time..." Zhou Heng wanted to speak and stopped, he was afraid that the master would have to leave again when he came. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "Alas, I'm sorry for you." Zhou Heng, this house will be yours in the future. Sell what you can sell, exchange some money, find a mother-in-law, and live a good life. Master sighed, and the words he said might be as cold as this cold winter for Zhou Heng. Zhou Heng, with a constant character in his name, the old housekeeper may want him to stick to it and keep this foundation. But how could a person like Master, who is destined to have the world in mind, stay in one place?" Actually, I should have thought about it a long time ago, but my father and him, he... "Take me to see your father. In the end, the master could only say helplessly.

"Oh, okay. Zhou Heng wiped away his tears: "I haven't asked for advice yet, these two sons are..." "These are my two apprentices, Wang Qingsong and Cheng Erjiu." The two of us saluted him: "Steward Zhou." "What housekeeper doesn't care about, just call me Brother Zhou." Come in, come in, it's cold outside. Steward Zhou hurriedly opened the door and took the reins from my hand, eager to grab everything and do it. For so many years, a person guarding this old mansion must be lonely, right? "Zhuo Mansion", the plaque in front of the door reads these two big characters. The plaque is a bit old, but it's spotless. But just look at the paint peeling off the Zhu door, you can know that this family has been in decline for a long time. If you think about it carefully, Master is over 90 years old, and this house, to say the least, will it be more than a hundred years? Although the courtyard is large, it is not as empty as the Chen Ximing Medical Hall. The dance pavilion and song platform, the Zhu Pavilion Qinglou, and all kinds of antique houses reveal the same sense of heaviness as the Lujia Sword Pavilion. From the outside, it doesn't look good, but on the inside, it's really the same as Master.

"Our master's family is really rich, although it is declining now, but presumably it must have been a famous family in Jining a hundred years ago, right?" Cheng Erjiu, who had been silent at this time, spoke. Cheng Erjiu touched a stone full of holes in the yard, and said to me with a smile: "I have also seen this thing in the Lu family, what is it called? "Haha, the cigarette was lit by someone else, you really think that the stone will smoke." "Why is this kid sometimes smart and sometimes stupid? But it's true that the master's family is rich, and he hasn't been home for forty years, and Steward Zhou only eats the old bottom, and he can still stick to it. Poor literature and rich martial arts, this is true.

At this time, Brother Zhou came over and said, "It's almost the New Year, the master is back today, I'll go buy some New Year's goods and come back, you will treat this place as your home! "Brother Zhou changed into a new clothes, clean and neat, and walked with a tiger's style. We walked around the yard and found that although the yard was not empty, many of the houses inside were empty. It seems that Brother Zhou's life is also very difficult, and everything that can be sold has been sold. We finally found Master in the bedroom, and Master was staring at a painting on the wall, and he could see it. I looked around first, and the bedding on the bed was neatly stacked. The four treasures of the study room on the desk are complete, and all kinds of books on the shelves are also classified and neatly placed. There are two words and two paintings hanging on the wall, and it seems that only the things in the master's bedroom have not been sold, right?

I walked up to Master and looked at the words Master was reading, but I was startled when I saw it. The four big words "greedy for life and afraid of death" came into view. "This..." Why did I see this painting again? Could it be that the master still has something to do with the old Tang seniors? But looking at the handwriting of these four characters, it is obviously different from the one written by Chen Ximing, and it is not written by one person. "What's wrong. Master came back to his senses and asked me. "I've seen this in other places, it was written by Donald's seniors, doesn't the master also know him?" I asked. "Don, oh, what are you talking about, what kind of kid is Ping Yi Nian, right?" Maybe only Master can call him "kid" in this world, right?

"When he defected to his division and lived in the rivers and lakes, he met me and asked me for advice on the way of chivalry. I wrote these four words to him at the time, and he didn't understand them at the time, but now it seems that he did. "These four words were actually written by the master to Tang Lao's seniors! What do they mean? The way of chivalry, greedy for life and afraid of death? I really wanted to ask, I wanted to know the answer, but I decided to think for myself. When Tang seniors could come up with it, Chen Ximing could come up with it, and my senior brothers should also come up with it, then I would definitely be able to figure it out, and I couldn't lose to them. "You've made progress, you didn't even ask me what these four words meant!" the master teased me. Even if you ask, the old man won't say it, right? The main thing is that I already have an idea, these four words, greed and fear are not the point, life and death are the point, what is greedy for life, what is afraid of death.

"Alas, things are not people, forty years, the guys in this room have not changed, but the people are no longer there. The master sighed again, when people are old, they will inevitably think a little more. "Master, it's all here, come on, come on, you're all hungry, let's eat something first." "Brother Zhou came back, carrying a small jar of wine, a bag of tea, and a roast chicken. No wonder when we came in, Brother Zhou didn't give us tea to drink, it turned out that there was no tea at home. But where did he get the money to buy these things now? Cheng Erjiu said in a low voice: "Hehe, now we have money, because Brother Meng gave us five thousand taels, hehe, we can eat and drink spicy food again." ”

"What, how can you ask Brother Meng for so much money?" I asked in a low voice. "Oh, that day Master asked me where I could get the money, and I said that Brother Meng must have money there. But the master wants to meet, so I will tell you about Chen Xi's life, hehe, anyway, Brother Meng didn't know what was going on, so he gave us five thousand taels, hehe. "Brother Meng did promise to give us five thousand taels when he rescued Zhang Jianxin, but then Chen Ximing left directly, so he didn't ask me for the remaining five thousand taels, I also forgot to tell Brother Meng about this, who knew that Cheng Erjiu would come back. "I don't believe that Master agrees with you to cheat Senior Brother out of money like this. "Master also knows about this, how can a person with such a strong character as him not stop it. "Of course, after asking for the money, the master reprimanded me with righteous words, and then confiscated the money, and just gave Brother Zhou a thousand taels. ”

"Isn't it because you have teamed up with your master and apprentice to deceive Senior Brother Meng of five thousand taels!" I finally understood where the awkward sense of contradiction in the master that Brother Xiao said. "How can you say that you are cheating? They are all their own brothers, and this is called fat and water not flowing into the fields of outsiders. This sounds so familiar, Tang Xiaoxian's ghost cleverness also said this, why didn't Cheng Erjiu learn well. "Oh, the master said, poor and rich in martial arts, no money to practice kung fu. He said that the two of us were too thin and weak, so we couldn't help fighting, so let's get fattened first. "Master did all this, after all, for us, I was a little moved in my heart, although the way may be a little wrong, but the original intention is still good. No wonder on the day of the apprenticeship, the master bathed and changed clothes. One head knocked on the ground, and you and I were in love for a lifetime, and from then on we were masters and apprentices, and they were father and son.

"Qingsong, come and help, quick!" Master's voice reached my ears, and I hurried over. Master and Brother Zhou were busy in the kitchen. The firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea are all ready, Brother Zhou is chopping vegetables, and the master is actually stewing fish. "Add firewood!" the bellows are pulled up!" Master drank. I immediately picked up the firewood outside the door, threw it into the stove, and pulled up the bellows. "Twenty-nine twenty-nine! Why are you so blind! Come and help!" The master shouted again, and Cheng Erjiu also ran over, handing salt and vinegar. "Oh, the fire is too big, small fire!" Master said again. "It's too small, it's too small, it's bigger, it's bigger!" "Oh! You stinky boy, I want salt! Not sugar! You won't put it in your mouth and taste it! You can't do a little thing!"

Master laughed while scolding us. We also listened and laughed. Warm, not the warmth of the body, but the warmth of the soul, the family, at home, happily busy work, this is the year.