Chapter 42 The summons of the master

Chapter 42 The summons of the old man

Pan Hongsheng seemed to have become an otaku. He didn't go out of the door for three days in a row. During this period, Liu Sisi looked for himself once. In order to hide his eyes, the child asked Zhang Bowen to tell the other party that he was healing for himself. After that, Pan Jiaqi really came. Hearing Zhang Bowen say that Pan Hongsheng was injured, he was stunned for a moment and turned his head and left, but what about his back? It's a little desolate and desolate.

Zhang Bo's literary tongue is not good, but his rich expression also made Pan Hongsheng understand. While worrying about how to deal with this matter, he hid in the room and played Yongchun, thinking about the artistic conception in it. When he was bored, he lay down and slept in **, which seemed to be much more boring.

This child has never practiced Wing Chun. The half-handed boxing is inspired by recalling Pan Jiaxin's boxing skills at that time. It is a little strange, but in fact, the boxing skills integrated into the boxing have long been the shadow of the past, leaving only essence and boxing.

Pan Huashan is still healing his wounds. His face is getting better and better day by day, but there is no smile on one face. There are not many words between the two, just a few words at dinner.

Life is stable. Zhang Bowen trains with the juniors of the Pan family every day because of boredom. He also knows that his weakness is that he can't meet opponents who are comparable to his own strength. Taking this opportunity, he will find someone to fight alone if he has nothing to do. If he wins, he will be replaced the next day. However, perhaps because of xenophobic relations, Zhang Bowen is beaten every time. His face was swollen, and he was happy to go the next day. No one could say anything about it.

Of course, from a certain point of view, this is indeed a good thing. After all, although the whole Pan family has done it, no one dares to kill people. In case a blog post and meets a master who is murderous to him outside, it is definitely not a good thing with his previous strength.

"Du Du Du." With a knock on the door, Pan Hongsheng was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly ran down from ** to open the door. Zhang Bowen never knocked on the door.

"How long are you going to stay at home?" It was Pan Huashan who entered the door. Looking at Pan Hongsheng, he was obviously still practicing. Although he was gratified, his face was still not a good color.

This old man is cruel to others and himself. The perverted principle is not only on himself, but also demanding on others, and even the old man has no temper with him.

"In a few days, I'll leave when you're ready. The Spring Festival is coming soon. I have to go back to Jinjiang as soon as possible." Pan Hongsheng was stunned and replied for a moment.

This is indeed his original plan. It's almost the Spring Festival. He and the old man have passed 21 years, and he doesn't seem to know whether the old man will be here this year.

"You don't have to worry about me. I'm fine. Don't always think about running away from Pan Jiaqi's side. This is not the way." Pan Huashan frowned and said.

He can't figure out that he has always been so frank about his feelings. If he likes it, he doesn't care about the consequences. How can his son be so timid in terms of feelings?

"If it's not a way, it can only be done like this. I promised them that they are not looking for it. Now I don't know what to say when I go back." Pan Hongsheng sighed helplessly.

This baby has never thought that three wives and four concubines hug left and right. It is unrealistic and unscientific. It can have a beautiful girl. Mother is already a great gift to him. After having Lin Hongyi, the child was escaping no matter who he faced.

"You will always meet other people in your life, just like life. It's not that everything depends on you. What you can't change will bear to learn to face it. What are you like?" Pan Huashan's tone was not in his eyes at all, but Pan Hongsheng didn't know how to answer the cowardly tone and eyes.

"Life is always firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. There are many women. I dare to say this in front of your Aunt Mei or not. Don't you think about escaping until the end, aren't you still with Su Ya Su Xue? What's the difference in the end result after a roundabout? Pan Huashan continued to ask.

Indeed, no matter how Pan Hongsheng escaped, he still had an ambiguous relationship with several girls in the end. Finally, he admitted the identity of a boyfriend and girlfriend, but the middle process had nothing to do with Pan Hongsheng. He also knew that he was not without feelings, but did not dare to face it.

It's like a circle. No matter how you go, you will return to the origin, but Pan Hongsheng has always taken the most thorny and bumpy road.

"Then I'll talk to her tomorrow?" Pan Hongsheng asked tentatively.

The child did not know that Pan Huashan was not satisfied with this answer, but it seemed that this was the biggest concession he could make.

After nodding, Pan Huashan was stunned and said, "Don't think about tomorrow. Let's talk about it when you have time. The old man will ask you to go to him after lunch tomorrow. It seems that there is something to explain."

"Master?"

"Well, remember to bring the rest of the white turtles and other medicinal materials when you go there. Don't think the Pan family is a big business. If you don't have the support of the master, you will be torn apart sooner or later. Your grandfather is not strong enough." Pan Huashan nodded, and his eyes were a little gloomy.

It is true that the huge Pan family is not harmonious. The reason for the breakdown and decline of any family is nothing more than two internal and external troubles. Now the Pan family looks strong, but there are really no external troubles. Disintegration seems to be inevitable. One of the reasons why Pan Huashan went home is to help Pan Hongsheng get a share of the family business. He also doesn't want the whole Pan. The family declined in the hands of Pan Xianghu, making my son look shameless.

"Is it because of the last martial arts arena? The old man is really shrewd and can see that I am the first. Pan Hongsheng smiled. Pan Huashan ignored him and went out directly, but his face looked much better.

He knew that his baby was the same as his own, and he had a heart. If he didn't keep Pan Huaqing, Pan Huaxiong and other older generation in his heart, he could not tolerate others to bully him. This idea not only meant that he could handle his relationship with Pan Jiaqi, but also in the relationship with other girls in the future. Sort it out.

Watching Pan Huashan leave, Pan Hongsheng sighed gently, and then looked out of the window quietly. In fact, he knew what to do but he really couldn't take this step. From Su Ya Su Xuelin Hongyi's perspective, this was a betrayal to them, but from Pan Jiaqi's perspective, it was unfair to her and dilemma. .

Pan Hongsheng said that his father-in-law was reasonable, but Pan Hongsheng still had no plan for the future except for stipulating his previous practice as a wrong method.

He shook his head helplessly. Pan Hongsheng knew that he would not think of it for a while, so he simply found out the white turtle and other medicinal herbs and put them at the head of the bed. Then he directly covered his head and went to sleep, waiting for the summons of the master the next day.

At this moment, Pan Hongsheng did not know that in the next room, a girl was holding the rag doll in her hand with an angry face. The needles and scratches all over her body seemed to be full of the girl's dissatisfaction with the doll. Behind the doll, there were three typings written by Pan Hongsheng.