Meng Ke silently collapsed at home copying books and watching dramas, without any thoughts of commotion, but the whole world seemed to be quietly leaning towards him.

The doctoral supervisor of Capital Normal University asked him about an ancient poem, and asked him to write down the mental process of poetry creation, and send it to him directly, and he would personally recommend it to the magazine "Chinese Poetry" for publication.

At the same time, the chief producer of Yinyue Records also began to rush to Nanchuan, holding a contract in his hand, in order to sign Meng Ke to his company and create music full-time.

There is also the book Qing Yu Nian, the ranking on the online literature alliance platform has begun to climb, needless to say, the weekly update word count list is needless to say, if Meng Ke is still publishing books in the future, this list must be his, and it will only be the top position.

The tentacle monster that starts at 70,000 a day, so who is not convinced?

The reward list didn't last too long, after all, there were only five silver dollars from Shen Weiwei at one time, which couldn't be compared with the works of the great gods, and the fan base was not equal.

The new book list has been maintained to about 10, no need to ask why, just ask that there is a brush in front, how can the real data beat the computer.

And all this only happened in the first week of Meng Ke's journey through the parallel world, looking at the bells and whistles, the foreign atmosphere was extraordinary, but as a result, basically not a penny fell into his pocket. The income from the new book will not be hit on the card until the 15th of next month, and all his current expenses are still using the original host's deposit, miserable, shameful, not like a protagonist at all.

"Ahh ”

"Ahh ”

"Ahh ”

After getting tired of copying books, Meng Ke originally planned to sleep, but for some reason he began to sneeze continuously: "No, no, there must be a demon who wants to harm me." ”

Bite.

It's like having a destiny in the dark.

Meng Ke's mobile phone suddenly came with a message, and the chat note was the old lady: "Meng Ke, I went to Nanchuan Bus Station with Meng Dalei, come on." ”

Looking at this remarks message, a large number of memories suddenly poured into Meng Ke's brain, and then he wailed like an electric shock: "It's over, something is going to happen." ”

According to the host's memory, the reason why he was reluctant to return to his hometown after graduation, but stayed in the city of Nanchuan, was actually not like Zheng Xiaoyu thought at all, the real reason was to escape, escape from his home, and escape from the strange parents at home.

I didn't dare to sleep anymore, Meng Ke put on his shoes and put on a shirt and went out, now the time is 10:37 in the evening, the bus and subway have stopped, and he doesn't want to waste money to take a taxi, Meng Ke had to ride the original host's dilapidated bicycle, and rushed towards the bus station with a snort.

30 minutes away, Meng Ke only took 15 minutes to arrive.

According to the picture in his head, Meng Ke searched for a long time but couldn't find anyone: "What's the matter? Lost? Didn't you say that you were waiting at the door?"

When I called, it was said that the phone was turned off, and it was estimated that there was no power.

It's not worry-free.

Meng Ke had to ride his bicycle around the bus station in circles, going around, and suddenly found two people under the overpass, who seemed to be arguing.

There was a lot of noise, and one of them actually lay on the ground.

What kind of operation is this?

Meng Ke approached curiously, emmm...... It seems to be his father Meng Dalei and his mother Yang Cuihua.

"Give me back the wine, help, help. The simple and strong Meng Dalei was lying on the ground and rolling.

"Shameful scoundrel, get up quickly. Yang Cuihua raised her foot and greeted Meng Dalei directly.

"I'm going to die. Meng Dalei suddenly began to roll his eyes.

"Act, continue to act, it's a pity that you don't go to be an actor. Yang Cuihua spat on the ground.

But Meng Dalei was indifferent, looking at the past from Meng Ke's point of view, his drunkard father probably wanted to teach his grumpy old lady a profound lesson, in broad daylight, he was shameless.

Do you want to put your face aside for a while.

Anyway, I just don't get up.

"Meng Dalei, hurry up for the old lady, don't you want to die?"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it's murdering my husband. ”

"Do you know it's still lying on the ground in pain?"

"If I die, how do I get up?"

"Dead and still with your eyes open?"

"It's called death. ”

"Then how can you still talk and gasp?"

"Can't take your last breath......"

A real man.

Talking nonsense with his eyes open, even if no one believes it, he gritted his teeth and carried it to the end, admiring and admiring, Meng Ke really wanted to give his father a thumbs up.

After admiring it for two minutes, Meng Ke appeared wittily, first giving his father a fierce look, and then frantically giving his mother a smile.

The two parties appeased, and Meng Ke thought that he had done it properly.

And then.

I saw that Meng Dalei, who was lying on the ground, suddenly got up, patted the soil on his body, and said slowly: "I'll just say, let you not listen to the rumors in the street, our son is mixed in this big city, where is it to leave his father, this is obviously to call our family to stand in front, and I am bent on bringing us two to live." You see, you see, look at the tired bones, all the skinny skinny, right, do you have a partner?"

Meng Ke subconsciously shook his head.

"Hey, look at this child, how filial he is, he has no chance to fall in love after graduating from college, his father is like a mirror in his heart, he must be saving money to be filial to his father, and he is reluctant to spend even the money for eating with girls. Meng Da thundered and said emotionally, slapping Meng Ke's body as he spoke.

It's dirty, it's slimy, it's uncomfortable.

Meng Ke was speechless: "You are so polite, Comrade Meng, although I have taken your son's body, we can't do this, look at what you say, there is something in your words." ”

"It's good that you save your own money, my mother has been pondering, if you can't find a daughter-in-law, you have to find a way to go abroad and buy one for you. Yang Cuihua's words were amazing.

"Buy a daughter-in-law?" Meng Ke was dumbfounded, where is this, you two have to make it clear, panicked.

"That's right, otherwise what do you think the old lady is playing mahjong for every day? "Yang Cuihua loves gambling and loves to make sense.

An alcoholic.

A gambler.

It's really good, it's a perfect match, Meng Ke can be regarded as understanding now, it's really not easy for him to be a host, he can finish college alive, what a big guy!

But no matter how speechless he is, he is also a father and mother by blood, Meng Ke can only admit it, and he has a bitter stomach.

Thundered.

There was thunder, as if it was going to rain, Meng Ke hurriedly beckoned: "Let's stop chatting here, let's ...... first Let's go home first. ”

"Where's home?"

"Not far away, 20 minutes by bike, 15 unit 1, snail community, 202. ”

"Okay, give me the key to the house, there's a spare. ”

"Yes. ”

Meng Ke casually handed over a house key, and planned to ride his bicycle.

Then, Yang Cuihua grabbed the bicycle one step ahead of him, sat on it with a twist of her buttocks, waved her hand and shouted Meng Dalei: "His father, is there navigation on your mobile phone?"

"Yes. ”

"That's fine. ”

glanced at Meng Ke: "Thief, you run fast, your body is good, the road is familiar, you don't need to ride a bicycle." ”

"What do you mean?"

"You walk home......"