Chapter 106 The last name is Meng
“Brother?!”
As soon as I got off the car, I heard a familiar voice coming from not far away.
He turned around and saw a short-haired girl with slightly darker skin, wearing a sports school uniform, and dressed like a boy standing next to a Wuling pickup truck and waving at him.
Beside her, there was a middle-aged man wearing a straw hat.
"Dad! Little sister!" Meng Lang pulled the suitcase and walked over with a smile.
"Wow! Brother! It's different when you go to a big city. You are so golden, I almost didn't recognize you!"
Meng Qingqing looked Meng Lang up and down, and... Face surprised.
Meng Lang looked at her and smiled.
"You are different too. You are darker than before! I told you not to go to the sports school. If you continue to be black, how will you get married in the future!"
"Don't worry about my affairs!" Meng Qingqing rolled her eyes.
To be fair, Meng Qingqing is not ugly and can be considered a beauty, but she always dresses in a neutral way and goes her own way.
Old Meng on the side frowned slightly when he saw Meng Lang's brand new outfit.
"How much is your monthly salary? I don't know how to save some money, so I'll spend all this money! I'm just pretending to be fat! Let's go, get in the car! Your worried mother is waiting at home!"< br>
Meng Lang was choked.
Lao Meng said... He put the suitcase into the bed of the minivan with some helplessness, and then got into the passenger seat.
This four-seat small truck can be regarded as one of the "fixed assets" of the Lao Meng family. It is usually used to haul feed, crops, etc.
Lao Meng's baby's tights have been used for seven or eight years and are still well maintained.
The small truck drove slowly along a country road towards Mengjia Village. Along the way was a continuous stretch of rapeseed fields.
It is the most beautiful April day in the world.
A sea of green and golden flowers, under the setting sun, looks like a Monet oil painting.
Perhaps due to his different state of mind, the rural scenes that were so ordinary in his eyes in the past made him see the taste of rural paintings at this moment.
He leaned back comfortably on the chair, smelled the fragrance of the flowers, and experienced the smell of home that he had not seen for a long time.
"Hey! Brother! Aren't you doing sales in an insurance company? Do you make money doing this?"
Meng Qingqing poked her head out from the back row, staring suspiciously, which seemed a little different from the past. A different brother.
Before Meng Lang could speak, Lao Meng snorted.
"Hmph! Making money is nothing, Lao Zhang has told me, this brat is not made for this, he should be kicked out soon, right?
I've let you do it a long time ago Take the civil service examination in the county, even if you want to be a teacher! Do you think it’s so easy to live in a big city?”
If it were normal, Meng Lang would be “proud and stubborn” for his own sake. He will definitely argue with Lao Meng.
And then in the end, no one could convince the other, and the talks eventually collapsed, falling into a "cold war between father and son."
Well... Anyway, this is how they have been here for the past two years, and this process has basically not changed.
The two have the same stubborn temper.
However, after experiencing several lives and realizing the brevity and impermanence of life, Meng Lang felt that his mentality had been sublimated.
Let him be strong if he is strong, the breeze blows on the hills!
Meng Lang smiled and did not pick up on Lao Meng.
"Making money is average, but it's quite training."
Meng Qingqing stared at her brother for a long time and nodded.
"Well...it really feels like a three-day separation. Except for the clothes, the whole person seems to be a little different from before.
What exactly is different...I Can’t tell.”
“Haha!”
This girl's intuition is much stronger than that of Lao Meng.
“Ding!” At this time, a message came from the mobile phone.
Meng Lang took it out and saw that it was a group message.
Lihua Daiyu: [Uncle, have you arrived home safely? 】
Meng Lang was stunned for a moment.
Meng said: [Xiao Yu? 】
Pear Blossom with Rain: [Hee hee! My sister said she bought me a mobile phone to facilitate contact. Sister Weiwei helped me apply for an account (smiley face)]
Yizhi Lihua: [You’re welcome! (Proud)]
Meng Lang: "..."
It is indeed you who caused the trouble! Yan Weiwei!
This nickname was... meant to declare sovereignty over Xiaoyu while I was away!
So... you can’t get me, but you want to get my most courageous general?
Why is this guy causing so much trouble!
He reluctantly picked up his phone and took a photo of the scenery outside the window.
Meng said: [Picture]
Meng said: [We have entered the village and everything is going well! (Scissorhands)]
Lihua Daiyu: [Wow! Uncle’s house is so beautiful! 】
"Brother, who are you talking to? Could it be my sister-in-law? Let me see!"
"Hey! You..."
In Meng Lang's hand Meng Qingqing suddenly snatched away her cell phone, holding it away with a smile and looking at the screen.
"What, she's not sister-in-law! Uncle? What a weird name? Huh? Did you buy a new mobile phone? This seems to be a new model from Juchang, right? Tsk! It's a shotgun for a cannon!"
Looking at Meng Qingqing there He asked a barrage of questions, and then started to look at his mobile phone.
Meng Lang was helpless.
So... having a sister who is too lively and energetic is really a headache.
Meng Qingqing is the reincarnation of Nezha recognized by the village.
A person can read a thousand words at the age of three, memorize Tang poems at the age of five, and read the Four Books and Five Classics by heart at the age of seven.
She is good, she can climb trees at the age of three, fish at the age of five, and is already the child king of the village at the age of seven, commanding a group of soldiers and generals.
I still remember when I was a child, I was lying under a tree reading a novel, and my sister climbed up the tree to dig out a bird's nest. As a result, a bunch of bird eggs fell from the sky and hit her face...
It's a pity that Newton was born Earlier than me, before I realized the force of gravity, I realized a truth... It is better to have only one baby!
What I envied most when I was young was not the rich second generation in the class, but the only son in the class.
The first short story I wrote when I was in junior high school was called "Take My Sister Away Quickly".
The general content is that the male protagonist made a wish on his birthday, and then his sister became someone else's sister. In the end, the male protagonist lived a happy life... like this.
Lao Meng turned to look at Meng Lang and curled his lips.
"If your brother can really find your sister-in-law on his own, and let your mother and I worry less, we may live a few years longer!
It's also our fault, because of our family education since childhood. problem.
When I was a child, my teacher was afraid that he would fall in love prematurely, so he was strict with me, but what happened?
When he grows up, he is worried that he will not be able to find a girlfriend. It is better to fall in love early!
Girl, I want you to fall in love and get married as soon as possible. What’s the result? Every time parents bring boys to our house, they come crying to complain!
I think it’s better to listen to your mother and look for you guys to see if there’s anyone suitable for you and go on a blind date as soon as possible.
I don’t have high requirements. I have arms and legs. I just need to run home when it rains. ”
The brother and sister looked at each other.
With this advantage, Lao Meng could easily chatter to death.
"Ahem! Brother! Play some music, it's a bit boring." Meng Qingqing suggested.
"Hmm! What a good idea!" Meng Lang followed suit and turned on the car radio.
After a burst of rustling.
【Countryroads, takemehome.
TotheplaceIbelong.
West Virginia, Mountain Mama
Takemehome, countryroads...】
Listen to the melodious guitar coming from the stereo Playing and enjoying the gentle breeze blowing from the window made Meng Lang a little intoxicated and he closed his eyes unconsciously...
...
When a few people arrived home, the sunset had only the last ray of light left.
There is a two-story building by the pond, with ivy climbing all over the courtyard wall. There is a lush jujube tree in the courtyard, and there are a group of chickens looking for food under the tree.
"Mom! I'm back!" As soon as he entered the door, Meng Lang smelled the aroma of food.
“Xiaolang is back.”
Yang Hui, wearing an apron and rolled up cuffs, opened the curtain and walked out of the kitchen. Her eyes lit up when she saw Meng Lang.
"Well! Not bad! My son has become handsome again!"
Look! This is true!
“After riding in the car for a day, you are hungry, let’s go! Eat first!”
……
The sumptuous food on the table is still the same as in memory, and every dish is my favorite dish.
After squinting for a while in the car, Meng Lang regained his energy, filled a bowl of pork ribs and lotus root soup, and ate it happily.
"Look! You've lost weight, eat more."
Yang Hui was smiling happily beside him and would give him vegetables in his bowl from time to time, which inevitably provoked Lao Meng's "loving mother often loses her son" "The family atmosphere is very warm and harmonious...
Seeing Meng Qingqing holding her mobile phone, putting rice in her mouth and brushing her acne marks, Meng Lang said with a smile.
"How's it going? Is it easy to use?"
"Yeah! This big screen! It's much better than my old phone."
"Do you like it?"
"I like it!"
"Here! It's for you." Meng Lang touched the bag next to him, and then "pop!" A brick box with the logo of the Ju Factory was slapped in front of Meng Qingqing.
Several people at the dinner table were stunned for a moment.
Meng Qingqing's eyes widened instantly, and her chopsticks fell on the table.
"Brother! Is this...really...really for me?"
"Of course! This is a gift for you."
After Meng Lang finished speaking, "Bang!" "Bang!" Two more bricks were slapped on the table.
"One for each person!"
Meng Qingqing stared at the three mobile phones of the same model on the table and swallowed.
"Brother! Are you rich?"
"Yes! A small fortune!" Meng Lang said very reservedly.
"This adds up to less than 10,000, right? How much did you earn?"
"How much did you earn?" Meng Lang thought about it seriously, then pointed at the lights of thousands of houses outside the window and drew a circle with his finger.
"Maybe this village can... have the surname Meng."
The three of them were stunned for a moment, and Meng Qingqing suddenly burst into laughter.
"Brother! If you want our Mengjia Village to have a different surname, that will be difficult! Hahaha..." (End of Chapter)