Chapter 169 Gift
The entrance of Qingsong Primary School.
"I only guessed the beginning, but not the ending..."
Meng Lang put away his phone and couldn't help but sigh.
Wang Zhaoping just told him the follow-up of the "Apple" incident through Fetion.
He had known that the murderer was a naughty kid, but he never expected that a slight flapping of his butterfly wings would actually cause a tragedy in family ethics?
Although I don’t know the final outcome of that naughty kid, I guess there is a high probability that he can only sleep on his stomach in the past two days...
The tragedy caused by an apple has not been avoided, but it will continue. Transferred...
Gouzi was just kidnapped yesterday, and today the family members have been reduced by 2 more people. Can I ask for the psychological shadow of Director Zhang?
But Meng Lang had no sympathy for them at all.
The so-called "not a family" means not entering the same family. Looking at the arrogant and domineering appearance of the couple on weekdays, you will know what kind of virtue the education level will be.
You dare to throw it down from the 18th floor. Even if you don’t hit the children, what if you hit the flowers and plants?
For such a naughty kid, luckily he hit his own mother this time and didn't cause trouble to other people's families. Otherwise, Meng Lang wouldn't feel sorry for him even if he was in jail.
Originally, he wanted to make the other party refuse to admit it, so he handed the video he had just taken to Wang Zhaoping as irrefutable evidence. He had to teach the other party a severe lesson no matter what!
But now it seems that social security issues have suddenly turned into internal family disputes, so the video is obviously useless.
Meng Lang, who was also saved, had to make excuses again.
After all, looking up at the stars can be down to personal preference, so recording a video in advance is a bit excessive, right?
But now that I think about it, Director Zhang and his family are really good at getting things done.
Why are you everywhere in the updates of these episodes?
If this were a game, you would be considered a "high-frequency NPC family" with a high attendance rate.
Well... the casualties are quite heavy now...
"With this ending, he should have less regrets..."
The most precious thing in life is not a person who can not Leave a chance for regret?
Meng Lang quietly looked at the bustling parents picking up and dropping off their children, his eyes a little deep.
It has only been a short time since I received the express delivery, but my heart seems to have experienced centuries, which feels extremely long.
Every day felt like the end of the world, so much so that he, a fisherman, was forced to live a life against time...
Only now did he fully understand that sentence.
The more you know, the more ignorant you find yourself.
Reading too many books is sometimes annoying...
“Uncle!”
When Meng Lang came back to his senses, he saw Xiaoyu, who was carrying a small schoolbag and swinging two pigtails, trotting excitedly from the school gate to him.
As soon as Meng Lang smiled, he was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then looked at Xiaoyu for a while.
Twin ponytails, with cute panda hairpins, and some curls at the ends.
Wearing a knee-length skirt, a small shirt, and a ribbon knot on the collar.
Although the clothes Xiaoyu wore in the past were very cute, they were still relatively simple and plain. Today, the style of painting has obviously been recharged...
So cute, isn’t it?
"Uh... Xiaoyu, how you are dressed today..."
Hearing this, Xiaoyu's face suddenly fell.
"Oh! It's hard to explain in one sentence..."
The two explained as they walked, and Meng Lang knew that after watching Xiaoyu's performance that day, Yan Weiwei seemed to be addicted.
The next day I bought a bunch of clothes, and I had to grab Xiaoyu to give her a concave shape, even if I wanted to refuse.
This set is fairly ordinary, but there are also more exaggerated ones, such as princess dresses, puppet outfits, and sailor suits, all in one set.
It was just like playing with a doll, dressing up Xiaoyu in various ways...
"Pfft! And there are puppet costumes?" Meng Lang couldn't help laughing.
It is indeed the "Trick Me to Give Birth to a Daughter Series".
Is this Yan Weiwei maybe some kind of strange switch has been turned on?
"Uncle, you are still laughing. I dressed like that on stage just for you, and you are still gloating about your misfortune. It's too much!" Xiao Yu pouted.
“Cough!” Meng Lang coughed quickly.
“But I think it’s very good. Not to mention, the way you dress up, Xiaoyu, is like a fairy filter, super elementary school level cute!
Although that guy Yan Weiwei is unreliable It’s a little complicated, but the aesthetics are still worthy of recognition!”
"Really?"
"Of course, alas! God is so unfair. Even though he gave you talent, he didn't miss out on your cuteness."
Sailor suit... I really want to see it...
"Hahaha!" Xiaoyu laughed so amusedly.
“By the way, uncle, I have some good news for you. We are going to attend the ‘Canglang Cup’ performance the day after tomorrow!”
"Really..." Meng Lang was stunned for a moment, a little moved.
Thinking about Xiaoyu studying the script while eating some time ago, you can know how hard she worked during that time.
Perhaps it is the lack of care since childhood.
Even if he only feels a little warmth from the world, this little guy is trying his best to repay the world...
Seeing Xiaoyu's expectant look, Meng Lang reluctantly He couldn't help but smile and pat her little head.
"As expected of Mr. Xiaoyu, you have been of great help!"
"Hehe!" Xiaoyu's smile became even brighter after hearing Meng Lang's words.
Looking at the bright and innocent Xiao Yu in front of him, Meng Lang's confusion about the way forward disappeared at this moment.
What are you afraid of, the truth is endless? Every inch of progress brings joy!
Afraid of the end of the world, I am Noah’s Ark!
"Master Xiaoyu has no way to repay his kindness. How about this? How about I give you a gift?"
"What gift?"
"A blue and pure one without gunpowder smoke." New World."
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1103.
As soon as they entered the door, Meng Lang and Xiao Yu smelled the aroma of rice.
"Huh? Sister is back!" Xiaoyu's eyes lit up.
After all, Yan Weiwei and the kitchen are insulators.
Sure enough, Lin Haitang wearing an apron walked out of the kitchen carrying a casserole.
Her hair was simply tied up, and she hadn't had time to change out of her professional attire. It seemed she had just returned.
"Come back?"
When looking at Meng Lang, Lin Haitang's eyes were slightly unnatural.
"Go wash your hands and come eat." Lin Haitang said and began to set out the dishes.
"Haha! Lawyer Lin is very early today." Meng Lang had nothing to say.
"Yeah!"
"Have you been busy with work lately?"
"Not bad."
"What did you cook today that smells so good?"
" Egg fried rice.”
1, 2, 3, three sentences add up to six words.
Meng Lang scratched his head.
It seems that the fact that he "prefers the law" affects his relationship...
He is a little confused why every time there is a little ambiguity between the two of them, it seems that there is something. When making some progress, Lin Haitang always suddenly behaved very coldly, as if he was distant from others.
Then within two days, the relationship between the two parties returned to its original state, neither far nor close, neither salty nor weak.
It made him doubt whether he and the other party were official CPs.
Everyone else’s love line is a smooth rising curve, why is mine a wavy line?
That’s outrageous!
But what concerned Meng Lang more than this was Lin Haitang's "specialness".
In the last episode, I tried again, this time the subject of the experiment was Meng Qingqing.
As a biological sister, she is a direct blood relative, and her blood type matches her and she is not adopted, but this autobiography still dismisses her.
So far, Lin Haitang is still the only "author".
This is a bit weird.
Then the question comes.
What is it about Lin Haitang that makes his autobiography treat him differently?
Or, is there some similarity between him and Lin Haitang, and this similarity is the key to "approval" in the autobiography?
Meng Lang looked thoughtfully at the busy Lin Haitang.
Known Lin Haitang: Female, 2? age,? Family, height 16? ,weight? ? ? .
Blood type:? ? ? Date of birth? ? ? …
Uh…
Well, Meng Lang suddenly realized that his understanding of Lin Haitang was really pitiful.
After all, they have known each other for less than a month.
There is so little information that it is impossible to judge what is special about Lin Haitang.
It seems that we have to find a way to get to know the other party...
Meng Lang was a little lost in thought, and Lin Haitang, who was being stared at all the time, felt a little uncomfortable.
"Ahem! I'm going to change clothes."
"Bang!" The bedroom door was closed.
Meng Lang looked away with a hint of regret, and suddenly saw Xiao Yu who was serving rice, and couldn't help but move closer.
"Xiaoyu, let me ask you something."
"What is it?"
"Is there anything special about your sister compared to ordinary people?"
"Very special?" Xiaoyu tilted her head and thought for a while.
"Exceptionally beautiful?"
Meng Lang: "..."
If this book is also about appearance...
No! I probably wouldn’t have been selected based on my looks...
Orz!
"Click!" At this moment, the door was opened with a key plate hanging on it, as if the charterer who had just returned from collecting the rent walked in excitedly.
"Hey! Did you hear that a big event happened in our community today!"
"What big event?"
"I heard that a naughty kid threw an apple from the 18th floor. Guess what happened?
Hahahaha... You must not have imagined it, ahahaha... goose goose goose..."
Yan Weiwei hugged her belly and collapsed on the sofa with a smile.
Meng Lang looked at Yan Weiwei speechlessly, who was laughing like a goose.
There are people like this who have a very low sense of humor and like to tell jokes.
As a result, when he told the joke, he laughed like a dog first, causing the joke to completely lose its soul...
“As a result, his mother was hit, and his father was beaten half to death.”
< br>"Goose!" The laughter stopped abruptly.
“You can guess this?” Yan Weiwei’s eyes widened and she immediately realized what she was doing.
“Oh! Did you go to see the fun too?”
"I'm not just watching the fun, I'm also very involved."
Yan Weiwei couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"How did you get involved when someone threw an apple and hit his own mother?
Why didn't you say that you planned this case?"
Well... you Intuition is still as sharp as ever...
...
"Ouch! How yucky!"
Yan Weiwei used the posture of a vicious dog to pounce on food, "哐哐哐", pulling at the egg fried rice in the bowl.
On the other side, Meng Lang's eating speed was not slow at all.
Even as a veteran rice fan, Meng Lang had to admit that this egg fried rice fully demonstrated the level of a master!
The eggs evenly coated each grain of rice, and the color was even, not too tender or too old, making the whole bowl of rice appear an attractive golden color.
The rice is just right in softness and glutinousness, the seasoning ratio is just right, the oil, rice, and eggs are fully mixed, and the soft and tender eggs wrap around the elastic rice. It is a complete enjoyment for the tongue. .
The fragrance of chopped green onions and the mixed aroma of eggs and rice give people an unstoppable appetite.
While eating, I couldn’t help but sigh.
It is so happy to have a meal together and realize the freedom of food...
No wonder his brother couldn't stand the temptation. This cooking skill firmly grabbed his stomach...
"One more bowl!" X2
"Huh?" X2< br>
The eyes of Meng Lang and Yan Weiwei collided in the air, creating fierce sparks.
“You’ve already eaten two bowls and you’re still eating! Aren’t you afraid of getting fat?”
"You don't need to worry. People who practice martial arts have big appetites. No matter how much they eat, they won't be afraid of affecting their figure!
But you, if you eat so much, be careful of indigestion!"
Huh? What the other party said makes sense!
Meng Lang suddenly remembered that his overworked stomach was completely incomparable to that of the big eater opposite him, and it could not withstand the torment of overeating.
Life is important, life is important!
I could only reluctantly put down my chopsticks, fill up a bowl of light seaweed soup, and slurp on it while watching the other person smile triumphantly.
"Hee hee! Is the egg fried rice made by my sister delicious? She used to make it for me as soon as she came home, and I could eat a big pot every time." Xiao Yu said to Sister Xiu with a proud look on her face .
"Hmm! This egg fried rice has three flavors in the rice. By the way, where did Lawyer Lin learn this cooking skill?"
Meng Lang thought of his mission and asked seemingly casually. road.
It’s too abrupt to ask directly, so it’s always okay to find out more by making some insinuations, right?
"My father taught me." Lin Haitang took a mouthful of rice and said calmly.
"Uh..." Meng Lang was stunned for a moment.
Father? I thought he was an alcoholic, but I didn't expect...
The warm picture of a father teaching his little cotton-padded jacket how to cook appeared in Meng Lang's mind... How can there be a father who has a weak soul from the beginning?
I guess Lin Haitang's feelings for his father are probably extremely complicated, so he must endure the other party's excessive demands...
But if he accidentally mentions someone's sadness, how can we talk about it next?
I haven’t seen Xiaoyu yet, and now everyone is just looking at my nose and heart like a quail.
Before the topic got deeper, Meng Lang asked a question. He felt a little Muggle-like about what he should say to lighten the atmosphere, which made him depressed.
“Goose!” Yan Weiwei burped as she finished another bowl of rice.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little weird, she rolled her eyes.
"Xiao Mengzi, how did your driving license test go?"
Meng Lang didn't understand what she meant, but he quickly changed the subject.
"Subject 2 is still a few days away, but it shouldn't be a big problem."
There is a hard interval between the exams in each subject, so you can't jump in the queue.
"So, you won't be driving tomorrow?"
"Huh?" Meng Lang became alert when he sensed the danger.
"Duang!" Sure enough, two more bottles of Maotai were slapped on the table. Yan Weiwei looked at him with a smile and raised her fingers.
“Let’s have a drink tonight.”
This guy is so evil!
Meng Lang rolled his eyes inwardly.
With the stubborn temper and perseverance that the nine oxen can't control, it's no wonder that he is suitable for practicing martial arts.
But... after quietly glancing at Lin Haitang, he suddenly had an idea.
"Okay! But what's the point of just drinking? Let's play more interesting games and drink for the loser."
"Huh? What do you want to play?" Yan Weiwei said with a look on her face alert.
"Don't worry, this game is absolutely fair. Not only is it fun, it can also promote friendship and deepen mutual understanding between the two parties.
Those who haven't played it before are not considered true friends!"
"What kind of game is this? ?”
“Hey!” Meng Lang chuckled... (End of this chapter)