Punch in the heavens

Chapter 83 Luo Feng
For contemporary young people, the most important thing is cooking.The cook, the cook soul, and the cook are all masters.

Someone once asked how to dominate the dormitory on the first day of college. According to the understanding of the dialect, that is cooking.Imagine that on Saturdays and Sundays, you are the only one who goes out to cook alone, and if you ask who is begging for food, you will immediately have a few more unworthy descendants. Isn't this considered dormitory dominance?

In the dilapidated house, there is only a small cabinet 7, and there is nothing else in the cabinet. There is a box of Master Kong instant noodles. Unexpectedly, Master Kong's business has also expanded to another world, but I don't know if there is any takeaway.

Fang Yan opened his mobile phone. The mobile phone was not bad. It was a good place to stay. In 2056, all warriors used warrior terminals. Mobile phones were standard equipment for poor people.

Hey, has Meituan been strong until 2056? Wang Xing is so unhappy.Click on Meituan, good guy, there are monster meats for sale, I looked at my balance, where is the Huabei, where is my Huabei.

After a lot of struggle, he didn't want to eat instant noodles, and he couldn't afford to order takeaway, or should he go to Cengfan?
As soon as this thought appeared, it kept going round and round in his mind. Anyway, it wasn't the first time, so the more such things happened, the better.

The low-rent houses in Nan'an District and Yi'an District, the so-called slums, even if they are as strong as Huaxia Kingdom, cannot provide everyone with good living conditions in this era, because what they are facing is innumerable. All the monsters.Life is not guaranteed, how can there be too much control.

Although it is a low-rent house, it is a one-bedroom and one-living house, which is completely enough for one person.

The building he lives in has a full 37 floors. There is no way. This is done to save land resources.

Dialect lived on the seventh floor of No. 20, and Luo Feng's family lived on the same floor. With the status arranged by the system, he grew up with Luo Feng since he was a child. Because he was an orphan, he often lived in Dialect's house.

Luo Hongguo and Gong Xinlan, that is, Luo Feng's parents, are very good people, they almost treat Dialect as their nephew, otherwise they would not support Dialect's life when they are struggling.

Thinking of this, Dialect felt a little embarrassed to run away for dinner, but his posture of leaving was still very honest.

"Bang bang bang!"

After knocking on the door, after a while, someone opened the door.

It was Luo Feng's younger brother Luo Hua who met Fang Yan.

Jianmei Yingyu, handsome and handsome, the young master Shi Wushuang is probably talking about him.Temperament, mainly temperament, may be because Luo Hua loves to read books, he has a Confucian temperament, very handsome.

The only regret may be that he is in a wheelchair.Luo Hua's legs were once injured by monsters, and that was when he was a child. Later, because he had no money for treatment, the root cause of the disease remained, and the price was loss of consciousness in his legs.

Seeing Fangyan, Luo Hua was also very pleasantly surprised, pushing the wheelchair with both hands, trying to make way for Fangyan to enter the door.

"Brother Fang, let's make money again, haha."

Fang Yan scratched his head, hurried forward to grab the handle of Luo Hua's wheelchair, then closed the door, and pushed Luo Hua towards the house.

"Isn't there only instant noodles left at home, so I ran to my aunt's house."

"Brother Fang, you are lucky today. My mother just cut the meat today, and I will make braised pork tonight!"

"The relationship is good, what about your brother?" Dialect pushed Luo Hua to the living room, stopped and asked!

"Study in the room, it's not like you don't know him, and you're all focused on studying, but he swore to go to the military academy." Luo Hua glanced at the bedroom and said.

"Then I'd better not bother him, I'll help my aunt, otherwise I wouldn't even bother eating." Listening to the sound of cooking in the kitchen, dialect said to Luo Hua.

He walked to the kitchen, looked at Gong Xinlan who was cooking in front of the pot, and said, "Auntie, I'm here to make a living again. Is there anything I can do for you?"

"You brat, I heard your voice from a long way away. What are you doing with Aunt Lan? Hurry up and get out, as if you can cook." road.

"Come on, Aunt Lan, then I'll wait to eat your braised pork." After finishing speaking, Dialect ran out of the kitchen. To be honest, he can't cook, he can only cook in the dark, which even dogs hate. kind.

Coming out of the kitchen, Luo Hua was reading again. There was still a book on economics, but the dialect was incomprehensible. He studied communication in college, not economics.Forget it, let's go play with Luo Feng.

Pushing open the door of the bedroom, a small wooden square table filled with books came into view.

Next to the desk is a double bed. This bedroom is also the only one in the Luo family, and it is for Luo Feng and his two brothers.

In order to help Luo Feng study, Luo's father and Luo's mother took the initiative to live in the living room. Back then, Dialect suggested that Luo Feng should live with him, but Luo's family did not agree. They thought that his house only had one bedroom. , it doesn't matter where you live.

Luo Feng is sitting at the table, writing furiously. Needless to say, he must be studying mathematics. This guy likes to study mathematics, such as function limits and sequence. This guy is still learning with gusto. I'm afraid he has never been beaten by high numbers. ah.

Today is Sunday, Luo Feng is still working on the questions, he is worthy of being a senior high school student, now in April, there are two months left for the college entrance examination, when the thousands of troops will cross the single-plank bridge.

Looking at the diligent Luo Feng, Fang Yan remembered that he was also a high school student, a classmate of Luo Feng's classmate in Yi'an District No. [-] High School.So, is he going to go through another horrible college entrance examination?

Think about it or forget it, just go to school to miss your youth, learn something, or forget it, his dialect doesn't match it!

"Brother, is dad back?"

Hearing someone coming in, Luo Feng asked without turning his head. In his heart, there was only study, and he was a learner with no emotion.

"Uncle hasn't come back yet, you've worked too hard, no wonder your grades are worse than mine, I'm ashamed of myself!"

"It turned out to be you, come here to make a living again! You still laughed at me, you put your heart on your studies that day, and you know how to wander around all day long. It is so possible to study."

Seeing that it was Fang Yan, Luo Feng stopped writing in his hand, stood up, punched Fang Yan in the chest, and said.

"It can be seen from this punch that you have become stronger again!" Fang Yan said while covering the chest that was hit by Luo Feng, pretending to be in pain.

Seeing Fangyan's exaggerated performance, Luo Feng couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't use any strength at all, not to mention that Fangyan and he both belonged to senior martial arts students, and their strength was almost the same, how could he suffer pain.

"Let's go out for dinner, my dad should be back soon." Luo Feng pulled the dialect back to the living room.

After a while, there was another knock on the door, and Fang Yan rushed over to open the door. Sure enough, it was Father Fang who was back.

Luo Hongguo smiled when he saw that it was dialect, and said, "It's Xiaofang!"

"Uncle, I'm here to eat again!"

"Haha, it's not bothering you to mess around. This is not your home, but you come to eat at home. Don't be polite to us."

After dinner, Fang Yan returned home. The Luo family was very enthusiastic and really treated him like a family member.

(End of this chapter)