Chapter 19

Back home, Tang Sijia went into the kitchen to see what she could do. At first sight, I found that I had nothing to eat except rice, instant noodles, pickles and ham sausage. Tableware only has three plates and two bowls. As for seasoning, only soy sauce and salt.

She was really surprised and asked me, "how do you usually live this day?"

"I'm used to it alone," I said lightly.

"That also can't be so aggrieved oneself", she looks at my eyes some heartache.

"When I was 14 years old, when my grandfather died, I came here alone to live." I looked at the house. "For so many years, I cooked and ate by myself, but I didn't feel aggrieved. It was very good."

She sighed and said, "wait for me, I'll go shopping."

"Shall I go with you?" I said.

"No, I'll be back in a minute," she turned and left.

After a long time, she came back with two big plastic bags and bought vegetables, tableware and various spices. Then she took off her coat, rolled up her sleeves and walked into the kitchen again.

"I'll help you," I said.

"No," she said with a smile, "you can have a rest. It'll be fine in a moment."

"Can you do it yourself?" I look at the table.

"I went to a university in France, when I was working for a study program, washed dishes, and worked as a cook. That's not a lot." she saw me motionless, came over and gently pushed me outside. "You can go to have a rest, or watch TV. I'll do it myself."

I had no choice but to go back to the living room and sit down and turn on the TV.

The meal was soon ready.

Steamed red star spot, scrambled egg with tomato, seared okra, stir fried three silk and a pot of laver and egg soup, four dishes and one soup, fragrant, color and fragrance.

The cups, plates and chopsticks are also new bought by her. They are very delicate and not cheap at first sight.

I looked at the dishes all over the table. My heart was warm, but my eyes were sour.

She filled me with rice, looked up and found tears in my eyes. She was stunned, "teacher, what's wrong with you?"

"Four years, this is the first time I have had such a good meal at home..." I wiped my tears, took the bowl in her hand, picked up the chopsticks and ate it.

While eating, can't help tears.

At that moment, I missed my parents, my uncle and aunt, my grandfather, and so on.

But in the face of a table of home cooked food, I can no longer help it.

Tang Sijia sat down beside me and looked at me silently, her eyes full of heartache.

"Sorry, I lost my voice..." I kept wiping my tears.

She smiled softly and wiped tears for me with a tissue.

I took the tissue. "Thank you."

She picked up the chopsticks and brought me the dishes. "The foreign countries, high schools and universities I went to when I was 16 are all over there. It's not easy to be alone, I understand. "

I calmed down for a while, a light smile, "eat."

She smiled and nodded, "well."

I dare not look at her. I look down and eat sullenly.

Her cooking is really delicious.

After dinner, Tang Sijia still didn't let me help. She cleaned up.

I washed my face, and when I calmed down, I went back to the living room.

Tang Sijia finished packing, made two cups of tea and brought them. She also bought tea, which I didn't have before.

We drank tea and chatted like friends. Unconsciously, the afternoon passed like this.

In the evening, while we were talking, someone knocked at the door.

Tang Sijia suddenly became nervous.

I whispered to her not to be afraid. I went back to the house and closed the door.

Tang Sijia nodded, got up and went back to the bedroom and closed the door gently.

I came to the door and opened it.

Outside was an old man with a big smile and a big fist. "Excuse me, are you the grandson of fourth Master Wu, Master Wu Zheng?"

"It's me, you are?" I looked at him.

"My family name is Zhang, and my single name is a handsome character. I learned six kinds of words." the old man smiled. "When the fourth master came back to heaven, I also went there. Don't you remember me, young master?" I shake my head, where do I remember you? So many people went that day!

"No harm!" The old man waved his hand like a storyteller. "I don't mean to come here this time. I heard that the young master got the real biography of the fourth master. I want to ask the young master to give me some advice. How about you and I compete?"

I see what he means.

This kind of person has a lot of fame in the Jianghu, so he likes to rub fame everywhere. He came to me. I just need to compete with him. No matter what the result is, he can go out and blow all kinds of things to improve his reputation.He bullied me because he thought I didn't understand him, so he came here to get a reputation. But he didn't know. Although I met him for the first time, my grandfather told me such a story.

So, I smiled lightly, "old man, Wu family has rules. My father and my second uncle are both here. I can't make it for Wu family. If you want to compete with me, you must pass my father and my second uncle first. "

The old man was stunned? This... Is not necessary? "

"Sorry, it's family rules," I looked at him. "If you want to compete, you can go to my second uncle. If my second uncle loses to you, he will call me. When you come back, I will entertain you! Sorry! "

I punched him and slammed the door.

The old man touched his nose and walked away.

Challenge my uncle? Ha ha, give him the courage!

My second uncle has great ability and temper. I can't see such a famous Jianghu Warlock. If this old man really dare to go, my second uncle will not care about his age. He must have a big mouth.

The two young masters of the fourth Master Wu are well-known in the Jianghu. I don't believe the old man hasn't heard of them.

With a disdainful smile, I turned back to the living room.

Tang Sijia opened the door and said, "teacher, is that the man?"

"No," I look at my watch. "It's almost nine hours since I met Chen Fu last night. Don't worry, he only has 24 hours at most. Just wait patiently. "

She thought about it, came to me, sat down, and asked, "if he doesn't come, is he dead?"

"If he comes, do you want to deal with him like this?" I asked her back.

"I..." she hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath and said, "I want to know why he killed my mother! Whether there is hatred or resentment, I want him to make it clear face to face! Don't use such vicious means to harm people behind their backs! "

"And then?" I looked at her. "What to do with him?"

"I..." she sighed, "I don't know..."

I smiled calmly, "don't worry, think slowly."

It's getting dark soon.

We had dinner together, then sat in the living room and continued to talk until over eleven.

"I don't think I'll be here today," I said, looking at my watch. "It's late. Let's have a rest."

Tang Sijia breathed a sigh of relief

I'll go back to my room and get ready for bed.

At this time, someone knocked on the door again.

I woke up and motioned her back to the bedroom.

She nodded and went back to the house and closed the door.

I drove to the door and looked out of the cat's eyes. There was a man standing outside. His face was sallow, his eyes were not clear, he was bent, he was shaking, like a drug addict.

After a closer look, there is a figure floating in the air behind him. The figure is not big and has a hair around. He is wearing a red shroud and has no wind.

Little girl in red!

My heart says yes, it's you! The man was so miserable that he couldn't help but hold out his shaking hand and knock on the door again.

I unhurriedly opened the door, pretending to look at him calmly, "are you?"

"Is this Mr. Wu Zheng, please?" The man said, "I'm in trouble. I want to ask you to help me..."

I asked him, "what's your name?"

"Ye Shaolong", said the man, "my name is ye Shaolong..."