Infinite Movie World

Chapter 154 The hero is short of breath
Ye Wen held the rice bowl and buried himself in the rice with a guilty conscience.

Ye Zhun at the side also seemed to have a premonition that the storm was coming, and quickly ran away from the dining table, "Mom and Dad, brother Xufeng, I'm full, I'm going to do my homework!"

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Zhang Yongcheng didn't get angry, but just wiped the corners of his mouth with a sinking face.

As a lady of every family, she could control her temper and would never yell at her husband.

"Why is it free?"

A simple sentence, without the meaning of blame at all, but as if he wanted to listen to his husband's thoughts.

Sure enough, just this one sentence made the "Grandmaster" Ye Wen bow his head submissively, like a child who made a mistake.

"...My wife, I was wrong." Ye Wen gently put down the bowl and chopsticks, and lowered his hands.

...I'm second, don't, master!
You gave up resisting so quickly, what do you ask disciples to do!
Xufeng sweated profusely.

Zhang Yongcheng smiled lightly and said, "Husband, didn't we agree? You don't need to charge high tuition fees when you open a martial arts school to recruit apprentices. One apprentice can charge 10 Hong Kong dollars a month, and we can maintain a normal life. Now, Ye Zhun is about to pay the tuition for the next semester, and the landlady will come to collect the rent tonight. The family has no money except for your emergency money. What we eat every day is the rotten things picked up in the vegetable market. Cai, life is so hard, why do you accept apprentices for free?"

It seemed that these words were only for Ye Wen, but in fact they were more like for Xu Feng.

But any apprentice who wants to show some face should say at this time: Mistress, don't make things difficult for the master, isn't it just 10 yuan a month, I will just give it.

But... Xufeng is not an apprentice who wants to lose face.

No, Xufeng is indeed an apprentice who wants face, but his pocket is cleaner than his face.

Xufeng cleared her throat and said softly, "Master..."

"Huh?" Zhang Yongcheng turned to Xufeng with a gentle expression.

... This woman is amazing!

It's completely killing people with a gentle "knife"!

Xufeng tried hard to suppress the guilt in her heart, cleared her throat and said, "Actually, Master... He also sent out the emergency money for your family."

"..." Ye Wen rubbed his temples, and began to regret in his heart why he accepted such a fake apprentice.

Zhang Yongcheng was startled, and then he gave a long sigh with a wry smile.

"...Understood, all right, let's eat." Zhang Yongcheng picked up the rice, picked up a chopstick of cabbage, and put it into Ye Wen's bowl.

Ye Wen quickly supported the side of the bowl in fear.

"Afeng, you can eat too, don't drink the wine." Zhang Yongcheng said lightly: "After eating, you should go back to rest early."

Xufeng unceremoniously put vegetables into her bowl, and said with a smile: "Master, I have nowhere to go, so I will sleep here tonight."

Zhang Yongcheng's crescent eyebrows frowned immediately, and he looked sullenly at Ye Wen.

Ye Wen said with a bitter face: "Yongcheng, you really need to listen to my explanation this time. This Afeng, he is a prodigy who practices Wing Chun, and he also knows Tiger Crane Fist! I started betting that if you beat him with three moves, I will charge tuition, but I didn’t beat him within three moves, so I had to eat and live.”

"Oh, also, he helped me find Zhou Qingquan and his son today, and I gave all my money to Zhou Qingquan. The father and son were wandering on the street. Fortunately, they met Afeng, otherwise Zhou Qingquan would have been beaten to death on the street. gone."

"That's all for this, I can't collect money from this apprentice."

Ye Wen explained incoherently.

Zhang Yongcheng looked at his husband softly, and smiled, "Husband, you are right, I was too anxious. It doesn't matter, I don't have any money today, let's work hard to earn money tomorrow, let's eat first."

"Yes, thank you, wife!" Ye Wen said hastily.

"By the way, how are Qingquan and the others doing?" Zhang Yongcheng asked.

"It's not very good, but Guangyao has already found a job in the newspaper office and paid the salary in advance. I believe they will get better and better."

"Well, that's good." Zhang Yongcheng nodded slightly.

The three buried their heads in their meals without saying a word.

At this time, there was a heavy knock on the door, and a middle-aged woman shouted in a sharp voice: "Mr. Ye, Mrs. Ye! It's time to pay the rent!"

Ye Wen was about to stand up and open the door when Zhang Yongcheng pulled him back.

Zhang Yongcheng frowned and shook his head, and said in a low voice, "We don't have money, so we can't open the door."

A hint of helplessness and pain appeared on Ye Wen's face.

A penny beats a hero.

Back then, he was the son of a wealthy Fushan, not only rich, but also possessed unique skills.

Who would have thought that after a war, there would be nothing left, and now the family and their families are living in this strange place of the airport, and they can't even pay the rent.

Zhang Yongcheng pinched the back of Ye Wen's hand a little harder to show comfort.

They have been married for many years, many behaviors do not need to be communicated with words, a look is enough to represent.

The renter knocked on the door for a while, but seeing no answer from inside, she walked away cursing.

Zhang Yongcheng chuckled, "Okay, the landlady probably won't come tonight, but looking at it like this, she probably won't come tomorrow alone."

Ye Wen sighed and said, "The rent is 30 Hong Kong dollars. How can we get it together in one day?"

Xu Feng pondered for a while, "Master, Master Wife, leave this matter to me."

"You?" Zhang Yongcheng looked at Xufeng suspiciously, only thinking that he was young and frivolous, so he smiled lightly, "You don't even have a place to live and sleep, what do you use to earn 30 yuan a day?"

Xufeng smiled and said: "Master, don't worry about it, anyway, I can do it."

Zhang Yongcheng said with a smile: "Okay, if you can make it, I will make meat dishes and seafood for you, Mrs. Mistress, and I will also treat you to drink."

Xufeng laughed and said, "It's a deal, Master!"

Ye Wen quickly grabbed Xufeng, and said in a low voice: "Afeng, your mistress usually hates men who don't talk too much. If you can't do it, don't make promises!"

Xufeng smiled and said: "Master, you can sleep peacefully, money will be delivered to your door tomorrow morning. Oh, by the way, lend me some paper and pen, and the key to the rooftop martial arts school. I will be on the rooftop today asleep."

Ye Wen frowned and said, "How can I do that? The roof is too simple, there is not even a bed board."

"It's okay, it's better than a shack." Xufeng smiled optimistically.

Ye Wen sighed for a long time, "Afeng, following a master like me is really hard for you."

Hearing this, Zhang Yongcheng carried a quilt, and said with a sorry face: "Afeng, our rented room is too small, so I can only wrong you to go to the martial arts hall to make up for it."

"Thank you, Mistress." Xufeng took the quilt, bowed slightly to Zhang Yongcheng and Ye Wen, then gently opened the door of the rental house, and slipped out like a thief.

Alas, the hero is short of breath.

(End of this chapter)