She said she was tired of helping Chen Mo move, but actually she was still scared.
After all, all of Chen Mo's belongings were not enough for a carriage, and because of the move, several people in Baijiazhuang were alarmed.
Chen Sanfeng, Lin Dashan, Lin Xiaoshu and Lin Feng all put aside what they were doing and rushed to Xinzhai.
Even Huang Zheng put down his government affairs in the town and came to express his congratulations.
Fortunately, the house is big enough, let alone these people, even if it were ten times larger, it would definitely be able to accommodate it.
By the time everything was packed up, it was already getting dark. With the mentality that it would be better to hit the sun than to choose a better day, Chen Mo asked Qin Xianglian and Yaoyao to prepare a table of delicious dishes, treating it as a banquet for moving into a new house, so as not to have to worry about it later.
After the meal, everyone dispersed. Chen Mo told Qin Xianglian a few words, took the prepared gifts, and went to visit the neighbors.
On the way, Huang Shulang was carrying a gift in one hand and waving the nunchaku in the other.
He really liked this weapon.
Ever since Chen Mo gave it to him, it has never been out of his hand. He even played with it while eating just now.
Huang Zheng didn't want his son to practice martial arts, so he was speechless about Chen Mo giving him nunchucks, but he couldn't express it, and he seemed gloomy during the meal.
The mouth that eats people is soft, and the hands that take people are short.
As a last resort, Chen Mo proposed to let Huang Shulang live in the new house so that he could teach at any time.
After Huang Zheng untied his knot, he drank a lot of wine and was already very drunk when he returned.
Chen Mo didn't drink much. First, alcohol was good in moderation, and second, he was still thinking about visiting his neighbors.
"Master, why are there no lights in the house? You can't go to bed so early, right?"
Arriving at the door, Huang Shulang looked through the crack in the door.
"We are here to visit, not to be thieves. How do you behave like this?"
After scolding, Chen Mo stepped forward and knocked on the door.
"Remember, everyone's living habits are different. If you can go in later, take care of your mouth and hands."
"Yes, Master."
After saying that, Huang Shulang muttered in a low voice.
"It's better if you can't get in, so you can go home and play with nunchucks,"
"..."
Chen Mo was too lazy to pay attention to him and knocked on the door knocker directly.
After three rings, footsteps came from inside, followed by a low and cold inquiry.
"Who's knocking on the door?"
"My dear, Chen Mo, I just moved to a new house today and I came here to visit my neighbors."
"No need to pay a visit, it's getting late, go back and rest."
The people inside immediately issued an eviction order.
"Master, what should I do?"
When he first came up, he was rejected. Huang Shulang didn't know how to deal with it.
Chen Mo was not in a hurry at all and walked to the door and said something.
"I heard that before the mansion was built, a girl named Bai Qi lived here. If she came to visit now, I wonder if the door would be opened."
"..."
silence!
After Chen Mo finished speaking, there was a long silence inside the gate.
Just when Huang Shulang was about to lose his patience, with a creaking sound, the door opened half way.
A middle-aged man revealed his true appearance.
The clothes are simple and smart.
There was a long scar on his wary face.
This person is dangerous!
This was Chen Mo's subconscious reaction, and he could also see that this was not the real person he wanted to pay a visit to.
Not surprisingly, it should be a close guard or something like that.
Sure enough, when the scar-faced man spoke again, he directly revealed his identity.
"Alai, I am the master's personal attendant. May I ask, distinguished guest, if you know any news about Miss Bai Qi?"
"I don't know, I just heard about it after moving here." Chen Mo told the truth.
"So, please go back." Alai simply closed the door.
"I have something to say, I don't know whether I should say it or not?" Chen Mo was still in no hurry.
"explain."
"Be it people or rumors, they all come in through the door. If the door is always closed, how can you get news about your old friend?"
"..."
After a word, Alai fell silent again.
After staring into Chen Mo's eyes for a while, he nodded as if feeling something.
"Please wait a moment, I'll go in and let you know."
"Bring this thing with you." Chen Mo motioned to Huang Shulang to hand over the gift, "Show it to your master, maybe he will like it."
Alai hesitated for a moment, took it in his hand and hurried away.
"Master, are the master here and Miss Bai Qi really old friends?" Huang Shulang asked.
"Can't go wrong."
Speaking of this, Chen Mo felt a little more sad.
"The deep courtyard is deserted. If it weren't for the bond in our hearts, who would come here every year to endure this kind of suffering."
"Miss Bai Qi, could she be the daughter of the owner of this family?" Huang Shulang guessed.
Chen Mo said nothing because Alai had already returned.
"Mr. Chen, please come inside."
"Thank you." Chen Mo nodded.
"Master, be careful of the steps." Huang Shulang reminded, planning to follow.
"You can't go in." Alai made a mistake and stopped him, "Master said, Mr. Chen is the only one I see."
"What about me?" Huang Shulang was anxious.
"If you want to leave, I won't stop you. If you stay and wait, then I will accompany you."
"Master, this..."
"Shu Lang, please do as you please and be obedient. Don't you want to play nunchaku? You can ask this brother Alai for advice."
Chen Mo could tell that Alai was definitely a master.
Since he is a master, he will naturally be proficient in many weapons.
After saying that, he entered the door.
"Is this thing called nunchucks?"
When he first opened the door, Alai noticed this strange-looking weapon, which looked somewhat similar to a flail.
A flail consists of a long handle and a set of flat bamboo or wooden bars. It is used to beat grains, wheat, beans, etc. to make the grains fall off.
Also used as a shackle.
During the Tang Dynasty, flails were heavier and modified for military use, mainly for city defense, and later for cavalry.
The nunchuck is actually an improved version of the flail.
Seeing that the other party was also interested in weapons, Huang Shulang immediately became excited and took the opportunity to vent his anger at being blocked.
"That's right, this thing is called nunchaku. Have you never seen it before?"
"No." Alai nodded.
“You’ve never seen it before, so you definitely won’t be able to use it?”
"not necessarily."
Ah Lai said and stepped forward to ask for it.
Huang Shulang burped once and handed it over directly, waiting for the other party to make a fool of himself.
"This weapon is so heavy and easy to use."
After praising him, Alai started dancing.
It was a little jerky at first, but as I slowly got used to it, my movements became smooth and coherent.
At the end of the day, everything was just flowing, and everything was going smoothly.
At this time, Huang Shulang was completely dumbfounded.
Master!
Absolute master!
Do you want to seek another master?
While he was thinking about it, Alai stopped after practicing.
"Boy, where did you get these nunchucks?"
"My master gave it to me and he made it himself."
Huang Shulang was distracted for a moment and told the truth directly.
Did you hit it yourself?
Alai was stunned and looked up at the door, but unfortunately he could no longer see Chen Mo's back.
Turning around, he showed a rare smile.
"Little brother, how about we discuss something?"
There were scars on Alai's face, and his smile was like a ghost crying. Huang Shulang was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly and his trouser pockets felt cold.