Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

Chapter 125 The Old Lion King

What's the situation?Before Fucheng had time to say anything, he was swiped back into the room by his senior brother, banged on the door, clicked, and turned the lock.Fucheng leaned against the door, his mind went blank.There was a very low-pitched conversation outside the door, and the tone gradually became more and more intense, from not being able to hear my mother's voice to being clearly recognizable.

Jiang Bai tilted his head and looked at him for a while. "Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid." Fucheng said truthfully, he had never seen his parents quarrel, "I'm afraid they will quarrel."

As soon as the words fell, there was a noise outside the door.

"You sent my son to be treated? Why did you send my son to be treated? You two are full and bullying me, don't you have a father and a mother? Tell me! Tell me clearly! My child's scar How did you get it? How did you get that tattoo? If you don’t explain it to me today, no one will leave!” It was Cen Meng who yelled first.

"What is bullying him? Did we pay him? We really don't know about that clinic..." This is Xiao Yongmu.

"Money? My family has no money? Do you want your broken money? Even if you have no money, you won't let you bully me like this! Who do you look down on! My son is going to be treated, why don't you send your son to be treated? I also said it was your child It’s spoiling my child! My child has been doing lion dance since primary school. He doesn’t know anything about society. At the beginning, your family begged to be a teacher, but my son didn’t want him at all! Don’t think that I didn’t know when I was divorced. It was your child. I found it!"

"How could my son spoil your son? They have known each other since they were young. We don't know how the clinic treats people. Don't spit on people. This is a society ruled by law." Jiang Wenhui's voice.

"I spitting blood? I... I just spitting today!" Cen Meng seemed to have smashed something, and smashed it a lot, "What is that on my son's wrist? Why are your sons so nonsense? Send my son there? Why don’t you send that kid in for treatment? Did you force it? You are also a mother. Why do you... a society ruled by law... OK, I will call the police, and I will call the police now. I am an American and I will report now Call the embassy! You are abusing me! I... I want to sue you! I will hire a lawyer! Whoever has no money, I will sue you!"

"you!"

"I fought with you today! My child almost died in your hands!" Cen Meng shouted, crying, and then there was a big movement of his mouth twitching.

"Hey, why are you still beating someone! Let go! Security! Security!"

There was a movement of tearing on both sides, some scolded, some persuaded, some screamed, some cried, and there was a mess.After a while, there was the sound of sinus inflammation.Soon the manager of the hotel arrived, and there was a commotion outside.

In the room, there was silence, Jiang Bai didn't speak, and Fucheng didn't know what to say.

When there was no sound outside, Fu Cheng spoke anxiously. "They... did they fight just now?"

"It should be." Jiang Bai wrapped Fucheng in his arms, recalling Cen Meng's words, the year when he dragged his parents to beg for apprenticeship, the fate had already been written in the dark, "My parents should be scolded, You deserve the beating."

"Actually, it's not necessary." Fu Cheng touched the scar, "It's not good to fight, not to mention that I feel very sorry, my mother just came back, and made such a big fuss over me."

Jiang Bai rubbed his scar, the color of the scar has faded in the past few years, but it will not go away for a lifetime. "I just want them to make trouble and fight."

Fucheng opened his mouth. "Senior brother, I found that...you are pretty bad now."

"That's why the former Jiang Bai was useless. He was useless and didn't protect you." Jiang Bai stabbed the former Jiang Bai eight times in his heart, "I've thought so since the day your mother came back, and I want her to Knowing that you have suffered, I love you so much, and fight with my parents as parents. Even if you can't fight, a fight is fine. "

Fucheng's heart skipped a beat.

"I want you to know what it means to have parents and backers." Jiang Bai said, "Even if your mother is sorry for you, she can still vent your anger for you. No matter how good I am to you, it is only your elder brother, I think Let you know that you also have parents, don't be afraid of my parents, there are elders to support you."

Fucheng lowered his head, not saying he was unhappy, but that it felt strange.Are you happy to say?No, but my heart is really hard.This is probably the difference between having a mother and not having a mother. Although it is unfamiliar, it is much more comfortable.

"But my mother quarrels with them, what if I blame you?" Fu Cheng asked again.It must be to blame, what should I do if she hates Senior Brother?

"Blame the old me, I really should." Jiang Bai also blamed himself, "But that's not something you have to worry about. Now the competition is the first, and when the finals are over, let's talk to them together."

"Talk to them?" Fu Cheng avoided the question a bit.But senior brother always knows what he does, so he should do what he says.

The next day, Fujiaban came to the competition venue again to scout the venue, and the final will be in 24 hours.Standing on the pile, Fucheng repeated the training again and again, stepping on the drums of the uncle and playing with the elder brother.Jiang Bai is still wearing a fixed rope and plaster for the time being. Ordinary people need to recuperate for a week from their injuries, and he doesn't have that much time.

As soon as I practiced, I practiced until dinner.Fucheng only licked a few mouthfuls of the soup and stopped eating, so anxious that Liao Chengming wanted to open his mouth and stuff it in.I used to worry that he was eating too much, but I didn't expect that Boy Fu would be reckless in losing weight. He lost weight without saying a word, and lost another 6 catties this morning.

He is 1 meters tall and weighs 83 catties. He is so thin that his skin is thinner, and his blood vessels are more obvious.

But boy Fu, just like a normal person, he doesn’t complain about suffering or tiredness, he does what he decides to the end, he can do 10 points and never do 9 points, and he doesn’t leave room for detours.Just like his small exercises, if you can't do it well, you will do it hard, leaving no room for it.

For a child who can endure hardship, the bitterness in the eyes of others and the sweetness in his eyes are the satisfaction after completing one piece of homework and challenging one impossible after another.

Fucheng can't eat too much, and other people don't dare to eat too much. They are very protective of the little leader, afraid of hooking his gluttons.After eating, everyone is ready to go upstairs to rest, recharge their batteries and wait for tomorrow's final.

Entering the hotel lobby, Zhang Yiliu was dressed in sackcloth and white, with silver hair all over his head.

"Master Zhang?" Fu Cheng almost didn't recognize him, he lost too much weight after a few days.

"Hey, come here." Zhang Yiliu took them upstairs by elevator, thin but energetic.

Jiang Bai and the others had only a half-knowledge, so they couldn't figure out what Lion Zhang was going to do.He didn't even come out of his room these days, so the only one who knew what he was doing was the uncle.

At the door of the room, Zhang Yiliu took out his room card and swiped the lock, and the door opened. "come in!"

Jiang Bai led his juniors in, followed by the lion drum team and Xu Jun.

The house is also a standard double room, the floor is covered with a transparent plastic film, and flashes are sprinkled all over the floor, I am afraid that it has been screened for the past few days.In the middle lay a Foshan lion, pitch black, with red eyes showing a fierce look.

Zhang Feishi, you can go to kick the martial arts lion in the hall.

"This..." Jiang Bai never expected it. He thought it was too late to do it, and he was ready to play the final with the golden lion with his junior.

"Zhang Feishi, white haired back, rotten ears, copper money brain." Zhang Yiliu is very satisfied with his work.

Fucheng suddenly realized, and finally understood what was in the big box when Zhang Yiliu was catching the plane, it was bamboo strips and paper, cloth and glitter, pens and paint, and the paste made by himself.He actually brought the ingredients for the lion's head piercing.

Look at the bedside, there is a small sewing machine 20 cm long.He brought not only raw materials, but also tools. He came to Foshan without taking a single step, and he was bored in the room to be a Zhang Feishi.

Fu Cheng stretched out his hand, and was pricked by the hard eyelashes, like a steel brush.Dad said that the real Zhang Feishi has rotten ears, because it is a martial lion, which means that the lion was injured in a fight.

This Zhang Feishi's eyelids are blue, his ears are rotten, and his eyes are full of anger, as if he has experienced many battles.The flash material is pure black, but the fringe is white, making it even more murderous.

"Look into its eyes again." Zhang Yiliu's voice rose an octave.

Fucheng lowered his head to look carefully, and there was a blood-red line at the outer corners of the red eyes on both sides, which was as wide as a little finger, half a meter long, and gradually slender.

"This is the authentic Zhang Fei lion." Zhang Yiliu's voice was hoarse, and he hardly slept much to be this lion. There are 9 pompoms, with pointed corners pointing down, eating everywhere. The red line outside the eyes is the blood line. Zhang Fei killed the enemy until his eyes were bloodshot. Zhang Feishi would not be authentic without these two."

Fucheng suddenly squatted down and faced a martial lion waiting to be awakened. The souls of the man and the lion collided. The lion was about to live when it touched the man's breath. The man became a beast with the courage of the lion.

"Tomorrow, carry my Zhang Feishi and come back with a lion king!" Zhang Yiliu finally said.

Fu Cheng hugged the lion's head and stood up steadily.

That night, everyone in Fu's class didn't sleep peacefully, including Zhang Yiliu.But everyone wakes up early and refreshed.At the hour, Liao Chengming asked Zhang Yiliu to consecrate the black lion. The hotel heard that a lion was going to hold a consecration ceremony, so the hotel deliberately vacated the front entrance.

Zhang Yiliu was solemnly invited out, and he also carried the wolf hair all the way from Beijing in his hand, and blessed this Zhang Feishi hairpin with his own hands.The hotel knew that this was a lion with a lion armor, so it had prepared red firecrackers and set them on fire all the way to the parking lot.

With the sound of explosions mixed with applause and the sound of taking pictures on mobile phones, Fujiaban was sent to Master Liu's car amidst the excitement, and set off for the final competition location.

Zhang Yiliu sat in the car and closed his eyes to rest.

Liao Chengming kept wiping away his sweat, saying that he would not let the children get nervous, so he got nervous first. "Why are you following? Afraid we'll break your lion?"

"Nonsense, it's so hard to come here, I have to go out and have a look!" Zhang Yiliu said.

Liao Chengming ignored him, come out and see what, you just want to hear others praise your lion.

When he arrived at the competition venue, Jiang Bai jumped out of the car first, turned around to help his uncle, and then Zhang Yiliu.A lot of people have gathered outside the school. I really told the Dragon and Lion Association that lion dance is a big event here.

"Hey! Black Lion!"

"Spirit, Zhang Feishi wins the Lion King!"

"Zhang Feishi, tsk tsk, what a beautiful lion."

Others boasted that Fucheng would be ashamed to carry the lion's head.Never before have so many people praised him as a lion. He has long been used to going out to do odd jobs to make money, and he takes as much as the boss gives him.For a while, he even felt that he was worth the money, but he never recognized the money as the lion's worth.

The culture passed down from the generation of my great-grandfather cannot be measured by money.Now these people are the answers, their eyes and tone tell him that he has done nothing wrong all these years.

The person in charge of the Dragon and Lion Association went to the door to pick up the Fu family class, and a section of red carpet was laid on the road, commonly known as walking the red road.When we arrived at the indoor pavilion, the pile array was undergoing final inspection, and spectators came in one after another.

One of the white southern lions stood on a high place, and it was the one that none of their seniors and juniors recognized.

"Master Zhang, what's that called?" Fucheng humbly asked Lion Zhang.

"That? You don't know that, so you came to the lion dance?" Zhang Yiliu's eyes lit up, "That's Hong Kong carrot hair, Hong Kong lion."

"The Hong Kong lion is amazing, but why did it get on the stake first?" Fu Cheng asked Jiang Bai.

Jiang Bai asked the staff and came back and said. "That is last year's Lion King, who is testing the venue for this year's competition."

"Wow, last year." Fu Cheng, Qiu Li and Qing Rang were very envious.Sure enough, the lion jumped off the pile, with the back of the lion's head sticking to the way it came from. There is a lion hall in Foshan.

The lion's head was taken off suddenly, and everyone was stunned.

The one with the lion head below is a girl.With fresh eyes and a heroic demeanor, he just happened to look towards Fujiaban, and his eyes collided like two fierce lions meeting.

Jiang Bai patted Fucheng: "Don't be nervous, we will definitely be able to take over this year's flag from her. The next one must be Fujiaban."