The next day, on the dim street, Lu Erjie stood behind the old man
Wang Xueqin was wearing a cheongsam, holding a white handkerchief, wiping the tears in her eyes, and cried to a tall and burly middle-aged man begging: Old man, Xiaojie is only six years old, how can you rest assured that he will go out with this beggar and uncle...
alright!
Lu Zhenhua waved his palm impatiently and said impatiently: What do you know about women?
As he said that, he respectfully clasped his fists at the old man in front of him and said respectfully: Benefactor, I'll trouble you!
The old man squinted his eyes and was drowsy. He heard Lu Zhenhua's voice and opened his eyes, nodded, and said: Don't worry!
Lu Erjie walked to his mother Wang Xueqin, grabbed her arm, and comforted her: Mom, don’t worry, I will definitely return safely!
Lu Zhenhua stood aside, looked at Lu Erjie, and a trace of kindness flashed in his eyes, saying: Jie'er Ah, I didn't expect that seniors would accept you as their disciple, you must learn your skills well
Lu Erjie nodded in his eyes with a complicated look. He was not his son, but in his heart, he admitted that he was his only father in this world.
Wang Xueqin had sad tears on her beautiful cheeks. She squatted and stroked her son's pink face. She hugged him in her arms and said tremblingly: Son, you must not have anything to do, otherwise, your mother will not live anymore.
Lu Erjie's heart trembled. Although he had watched TV series in his previous life and did not like this woman, at this moment, her love for herself was real.
Lu Erjie gently kissed her white cheek and said: Mom, I will be back soon, at most a year
Wang Xueqin wiped her tears, stuffed two rolls of ocean into Lu Erjie's arms, and said: Son, you are still so young, give you some money and buy food outside. If not, you will come back, do you know?
Lu Zhenhua sighed and looked at the mother and son who were hugging each other, and did not blame him. Although he trusted the master in front of him, he was still not very at ease with his six-year-old son. He was also extremely strict with his children and didn't know what to say.
After Lu Erjie walked away with the old man, Lu Weihao, who was standing beside him, looked at his father and asked strangely: Dad, brother is so young, why are you so relieved to hand him over to that "senior"?
Lu Zhenhua sighed and said: If it weren't for this master back then, I was afraid I would have died at the gun of the Japanese spy. He wouldn't know what magic he used. With one finger, more than a dozen died. Even if I don't want to hand over Xiaojie to him, I can't do anything.
Ah Wang Xueqin, who was limping on the snow, heard Lu Zhenhua's explanation, stood up quickly and said in a trembling manner: Old man, is that senior really that powerful?
Lu Zhenhua frowned and said: Can I still lie to you? What a moral character for women, crying on the street!
Wang Xueqin wiped away her tears embarrassedly, looked at the direction of Lu Erjie's departure, and hoped: Son, mom, I hope you can really learn your skills well and must return safely
Now, her son is her only support. If her son is gone, she will not be able to survive.
Wang Xueqin was wearing a cheongsam, holding a white handkerchief, wiping the tears in her eyes, and cried to a tall and burly middle-aged man begging: Old man, Xiaojie is only six years old, how can you rest assured that he will go out with this beggar and uncle...
alright!
Lu Zhenhua waved his palm impatiently and said impatiently: What do you know about women?
As he said that, he respectfully clasped his fists at the old man in front of him and said respectfully: Benefactor, I'll trouble you!
The old man squinted his eyes and was drowsy. He heard Lu Zhenhua's voice and opened his eyes, nodded, and said: Don't worry!
Lu Erjie walked to his mother Wang Xueqin, grabbed her arm, and comforted her: Mom, don’t worry, I will definitely return safely!
Lu Zhenhua stood aside, looked at Lu Erjie, and a trace of kindness flashed in his eyes, saying: Jie'er Ah, I didn't expect that seniors would accept you as their disciple, you must learn your skills well
Lu Erjie nodded in his eyes with a complicated look. He was not his son, but in his heart, he admitted that he was his only father in this world.
Wang Xueqin had sad tears on her beautiful cheeks. She squatted and stroked her son's pink face. She hugged him in her arms and said tremblingly: Son, you must not have anything to do, otherwise, your mother will not live anymore.
Lu Erjie's heart trembled. Although he had watched TV series in his previous life and did not like this woman, at this moment, her love for herself was real.
Lu Erjie gently kissed her white cheek and said: Mom, I will be back soon, at most a year
Wang Xueqin wiped her tears, stuffed two rolls of ocean into Lu Erjie's arms, and said: Son, you are still so young, give you some money and buy food outside. If not, you will come back, do you know?
Lu Zhenhua sighed and looked at the mother and son who were hugging each other, and did not blame him. Although he trusted the master in front of him, he was still not very at ease with his six-year-old son. He was also extremely strict with his children and didn't know what to say.
After Lu Erjie walked away with the old man, Lu Weihao, who was standing beside him, looked at his father and asked strangely: Dad, brother is so young, why are you so relieved to hand him over to that "senior"?
Lu Zhenhua sighed and said: If it weren't for this master back then, I was afraid I would have died at the gun of the Japanese spy. He wouldn't know what magic he used. With one finger, more than a dozen died. Even if I don't want to hand over Xiaojie to him, I can't do anything.
Ah Wang Xueqin, who was limping on the snow, heard Lu Zhenhua's explanation, stood up quickly and said in a trembling manner: Old man, is that senior really that powerful?
Lu Zhenhua frowned and said: Can I still lie to you? What a moral character for women, crying on the street!
Wang Xueqin wiped away her tears embarrassedly, looked at the direction of Lu Erjie's departure, and hoped: Son, mom, I hope you can really learn your skills well and must return safely
Now, her son is her only support. If her son is gone, she will not be able to survive.
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