Chapter Eight: Home

The south wind watched her flustered figure, suddenly feeling somewhat powerless. That was her mother; what position did he have to intervene in such matters

Yes

"Is there really such a young coach? Does the coach also take students home?" Seeing Lu Sheng remain silent, she suddenly raised her voice, "He can't have ulterior motives towards you, can he?"

She is 31 years old this year, a woman of exquisite charm and elegance, and has a very good relationship with Nan Zhengming

Quite fun

Lu Sheng ignored her and found books to review her lessons. After all, she was in the sixth grade and still had to face the entrance examination for junior high school.

Kangxi was somewhat surprised, "Is that so? How is it? Is tennis fun?"

Nan Ge has been practicing tennis for a long time, and Nan Feng is aware of it. However, he does not care much—he really cannot bring himself to care about his father's mistress and illegitimate daughter

The window is open, a gentle breeze flows in, carrying the voices of the neighbors, faint and indistinct, like whispers of phantoms in the quiet night

The south wind indeed cast a glance at her.

The southern wind glanced lightly at Nan Ge. Nan Ge had handsome brows and phoenix eyes, with a slightly broad face; her facial features closely resembled those of Nan Zhengming. At that time, Nan Zhengming did not even need a paternity test; he directly brought her and her mother back.

A casual remark made the southern breeze feel somewhat distant

At that time, Nange was already five years old, full of bad habits, with a big temper, sensitive and selfish. One wonders how her mother taught her; perhaps she spent her entire life focusing on how to win a man's favor

Aunt Lv immediately broke into a smile upon seeing Nan Feng, "Xiao Feng, you’re back? Have you eaten? I will get you a pair of chopsticks and a bowl. This child, returning without a word."

Lu Sheng encountered Kangxi at the entrance of the corridor. Just as Kangxi was about to leave, he saw Lu Sheng and suddenly smiled brightly, "Oh, little rope, I haven't seen you in a long time"

Indeed, Mother saw her and shouted through the window, "Where have you been? You haven't been home all day! Do you even know how to come back? Why didn't you just die out there?"

Kangxi: "What have you been up to lately? I couldn't find you after school."

Mother despises her stubborn and reckless nature, coldly saying, "Don't be so ungrateful; if you get deceived by him, your life will be over."

Lu Sheng thought to herself, what do I have that is worth him deceiving me, it would be more likely that I would deceive him... Of course, I would never deceive him

The south wind took a deep breath. This was truly the first time he had encountered such a place

Lu Sheng had seen that photograph. The young man in the photo was tall and slender, holding a vibrant rose. He stood at the entrance of an alley, where the dazzling prosperity of the main road outside contrasted sharply with the dilapidated houses deep within the alley, creating a strong visual impact. The photograph was titled "City"

Oh, where did you get the money? It can't be from your mother, can it?" Kangxi said with a look of disbelief

flee in panic

When the south wind returned home, dinner was just being set on the table. Aunt Lu, wearing an apron, was attentively bustling around his father, Nan Zhengming, while his sister, Nan Ge, was left to the side, anxiously banging on her bowl, "Mom, please serve me some rice."

Aunt Lv smiled somewhat shyly, saying, "Ming Ge, please don't flatter me, or else Xiao Feng will tease me." She looked at Nan Zhengming with a bashful gaze, yet she was not overly coy, exuding a gentle and graceful demeanor, perfectly poised.

Well! It was a long time ago. There was a young man holding a rose, waiting for someone here, and he was captured by a photographer; that photograph even won an award

Nan Ge is already eleven years old, and during meals, he exhibits many small movements, lacking decorum and restraint, which makes Nan Feng somewhat disdainful. If Nan Feng had behaved this way in his childhood, Nan Zhengming would have long since punished him, but Nan Ge is the apple of Nan Zhengming's eye, and he is reluctant to scold him. After a few admonitions that go unheeded, he simply lets it be.

Lu Sheng calmly lied, "The teacher thinks I have talent, so it's free."

Nan Zhengming nodded with a smile, "Have some soup. The nanny is not here today, and your Aunt Lv personally cooked. This bamboo fungus and free-range chicken soup, you must try it, it's exceptional"

Then, in anger, Mother went out to play, and Lu Sheng sat at the table in a daze

When Lu Sheng returned home, her mother had already finished smoking. At that moment, she was sitting on the dirty sofa in the small living room, coldly asking Lu Sheng, "Who is that person?"

Nan Ge felt a bit happy and was just about to continue speaking when she was interrupted by her mother. Aunt Lu: "Xiao Ge, eat your meal properly... How did I remind you?"

Two people walked side by side into the alley. Most of these alleys are not as beautiful as poets describe. The space is narrow, the ground is uneven with potholes, and occasionally, sewage accumulates in the ditches, emitting a foul smell of decay. The trash bins are dirtier than the garbage itself, serving as a breeding ground for flies. ... Illegal constructions messily occupy the path, and under the eaves, a man shouts at his wife with his shirt off ...

The alley is too narrow for taxis to drive in, so Lu Sheng and Nan Feng got out of the car at the entrance of the alley

Mother: "Aren't you the one who doesn't believe? I am waiting to see your outcome! That boy clearly doesn't seem like a good person, probably a little thug? He even has scars!"

The south wind replied to her with just two words: "Going to school"

Lu Sheng had grown accustomed to her scolding, and after receiving this slap, apart from the pain, he surprisingly did not feel much discomfort. In fact, being hit seemed to be slightly more bearable than being scolded.

Where to attend school

Well

N is large

Nan Zhengming laughed and said, "My daughter, Nan Zhengming, is a bit spoiled, but that is nothing to worry about"

If I must have a younger sister... then someone like Lu Sheng would be quite nice

Aunt Lü is not a nanny, but the mother of Nan Ge, the stepmother of Nan Feng, and the second wife of Nan Zhengming

The Southern Wind nodded in agreement.

Coach

Aunt Lv served a bowl of soup to Nan Feng and said with a smile, "Look, you have only been away for a few days, and Nan Ge misses you so much."

Aunt Lu said, "Ming Ge, you are too indulgent towards her"

It was also from that year that Nan Feng became immersed in the world of tennis, unable to extricate himself, and from then on, he ran further and further away

As Lu Sheng walked to the bottom of her building, she looked up and saw her mother leaning against the window sill, smoking, with the window wide open. Lu Sheng felt a sense of foreboding.

Nan Zhengming deliberately glared, adopting a posture of absolute defense, and said, "He dares!"

He is not particularly fond of the "younger sister" type of being

Lu Sheng could not tolerate anyone speaking ill of Nan Feng, and retorted: "Just because you were deceived by a man, do you think all men in the world are bad?"

Nan Ge sat beside her brother. Seeing that he was ignoring her, she suddenly said, "Brother, I have been learning to play cross-field ball recently. Can you teach me?"

Ah, is that so? That's wonderful, I will also give it a try later

Nan Feng took a sip of soup and then set the bowl down. The Nan Zhengming couple is collectively attacking Nan Ge, the reason being that this afternoon she cut someone else's skirt

After talking for a while, Kangxi no longer went out and went upstairs with Lu Sheng

Hmm. Lu Sheng buried her head very low; she did not want to face him at this moment. She hoped to present herself beautifully and comfortably in front of him, rather than exposing her festering wounds in his presence.

The south wind paid no heed to her thoughts, merely stating, "There is no need to trouble yourself, I have already eaten outside"

Nan Ge shifted the heavy yellow pear wood chair slightly and brought her rice bowl closer to Nan Feng, asking, "Brother, where did you go today?" As she spoke, she poked at the food in her bowl with her chopsticks

The south wind frowned slightly upon hearing this. He looked at Nan Ge's entire outfit of Chanel children's clothing and inexplicably thought of Lu Sheng, the little girl who couldn't even afford a brand new school uniform.

The south wind was somewhat breezy, how could there be such a mother? He took a deep breath, was about to speak, but Lu Sheng broke free from him and ran away with quick steps.

The south wind could no longer bear to watch. He had no choice but to sit at the table and said, "Aunt Lu, could you please bring me a bowl? I would like to taste the soup you made."

Nan Zhengming felt somewhat helpless, "Alright, alright, I will buy you something different in the future. But you cannot be so domineering anymore."

Nan Ge pouted and said, "I will cut it, who told her to wear the same as me? I don't like it when someone wears the same clothes as me!"

Nan Ge pouted. Mother had indeed instructed her not to mention tennis in front of her brother

Suddenly, one voice rose above the others, filled with impatience and anger: "Lu Sheng is an idiot; she only took up sports because she couldn't do well in school! Her mind is not capable, and she has no future, so she can only become an athlete. You are different! Learning tennis, what nonsense! You better study diligently; if you dare to fail this semester, I will break your legs!"

Aunt Lu said, "Then you should have a bowl of soup."

At first, Nan Feng did not react, thinking it was a couple arguing from a nearby house. It was only when she saw Lu Sheng lower his head and say, "I am going home first, goodbye," that Nan Feng realized the woman was scolding Lu Sheng

Nan Ge smiled and said, "I also want to attend N University in the future"

The "cross-court shot" is a technique in tennis that is both visually appealing and practical, and it is a method of counterattacking during the opponent's offensive play, making it quite exhilarating to execute

Is that so

Lu Sheng is currently reluctant to go home, so he stands at the entrance of the corridor and talks to him

Lu Sheng stood at the entrance of the alley, blinking as he explained to Nan Feng, "This alley entrance was once featured in the newspaper"

It is simply baffling, he grabbed Lu Sheng and asked, "Is that your mother?"

As soon as Nan Feng entered the door, he saw a heartwarming scene of a family of three. Aunt Lü and Nan Zhengming were busy displaying their affection for each other and did not notice him; instead, it was Nan Ge who first spotted him, "Brother!"

At the age of 12, Lu Sheng does not fully comprehend the artistic charm of photography; she merely feels a primitive sense of pride in it

Bang

Do you want money

Mother raised her hand and slapped her

Lu Sheng thought to herself that it seemed her reputation for being "slow-witted" had already spread far and wide

Lu Sheng: "I went to learn tennis"