Chapter Seventy-Seven: Cat Fishing

When talking about serious things with people who are not so familiar with him, Tang An prefers to be honest and direct.

My mother said that treating people with sincerity, especially when dealing with people who have just started dating, casual jokes are easy to make people feel frivolous, and roundabout words are even more unpleasant, and do not make people feel mature or steady, and many sophistication and tactfulness are unnecessarily inferior qualities.

A direct rejection may not be pleasant, but it is more acceptable than Gu Zuoyan's perfunctory.

Just like Sang Mengmeng's choice, if she had told Tang An her purpose at the beginning, Tang An would not have rejected her too much...... As for accepting the request not to accept the role of being a substitute mother by her side, that's another matter.

"I want to spy on you. Sang Mengmeng was in a very conflicted mood, and he could only accept such a reason for now, if he really told him more things, maybe he would be scared and faint.

Sang Mengmeng's reasons are very sufficient, although there is a recommendation from the person she trusts the most, but Tang Hu, as a mother, no matter how responsible she is for Sang Mengmeng, she will inevitably be a little biased when she is a son, maybe Tang An's problems in some aspects Tang Hu can't find out?

In the eyes of her mother, her son is always the best, and Sang Mengmeng wants to secretly observe Tang An, which Tang An can accept and will not be dissatisfied.

"Let's talk about these things later, I'm just a freshman now, and I don't have the ability to be your assistant, I know the gap between me and my mother. Tang An stood up, now that he has figured out the truth of the matter, it is okay.

"Then will you agree in the future?" Sang Mengmeng opened her eyes wide.

Sang Mengmeng is not the kind of person who is not good at taking advantage of the inherent advantages of girls in the face of boys, and her big eyes flashed with a pleading light, which made it difficult to refuse.

Tang An knew very well that this was just her appearance, she was not the kind of person who would only be swayed by emotion, otherwise she would not have chosen to observe him secretly, in a sense, Sang Mengmeng may have similar qualities to Bai Yunxuan in some aspects.

sighed, girls are really complicated, Tang An asked himself...... In comparison, it seems that the Southern Cat King is more cute, not that the Southern Cat King has no city or is innocent and simple, but the Southern Cat King's simple way makes Tang An feel that he doesn't need to bother.

If you don't obey, you will become a dog, and Sang Mengmeng, who is coquettish about Chu's true emotions, Tang An is actually more able to accept the former.

"Let's talk about it. Tang An did not answer, nor did he directly refuse, after all, this was the arrangement before his mother's death...... It's just that why didn't my mother tell herself?

Maybe it was just that he didn't have time, Tang An'an's expression dimmed slightly.

Ann walked downstairs, Sang Mengmeng stood in front of the window and didn't move, the night breeze with a summer breath outside the window caressed her hair, a little gentle feeling, reminded her of the feeling in the depths of her memory, Tang An's little hand, gently caressing her soft little belly.

Tang An stood in the courtyard, he could feel that Sang Mengmeng seemed to be standing by the window, Tang An calmed down the emotions in his heart, he always felt that his mother was a little lonely, but he didn't expect that there was at least someone like Sang Mengmeng who was close to his mother, or for his mother, her relationship with Sang Mengmeng was similar to that of a best friend, right?

It's good to be this way, I always feel that my mother is always alone, and she doesn't have a rich social life like many beautiful women, and now I know that at least one Sang Mengmeng may accompany her mother a lot of the time, which makes Tang An a little comforted.

He knows that for women, girlfriends are often difficult to replace, and a woman should have someone outside the family who can let her confide and express her emotions, of course...... This person is by no means a blue-faced confidant, a male girlfriend or anything like that.

What makes Tang An happy is that he finally knows these things about Sang Mengmeng, and he doesn't need to be suspicious, Tang An feels that it may be difficult for a girl like Sang Mengmeng to enter his heart, but as a friend, she can still accept her personality and character, and friends get along, especially this kind of friend who meets every day, it is really not a comfortable thing to have pimples and intractable mysteries in his heart.

So Tang An glanced back, and Sang Mengmeng was also there.

Tang An beckoned to her and shouted, "Look at the window, there are mosquitoes!"

Sang Mengmeng smiled slightly, her fingers curled her hair, staring at Tang An, her body twisted slightly, and she closed the window with her hand.

Tang An was about to go back, and then remembered the original scene, the neurotic neighbor seemed to have lost something into his yard.

The Black Tiger striker did not lie in his original belly drying position, but leaned against the wall and was staring above the wall.

Tang An walked over, followed the gaze of the Black Tiger Striker, and stared up at the top of the fence with it.

A fish, as if it was fresh, was tied by a rope and hung from the window on the second floor next door, wobbly, as if it were seducing the Black Tiger Striker.

Is this fishing for cats?

"What are you doing?" The Black Tiger Striker is the cat of the Southern Cat King and his colleague, and in the face of this strange situation, of course the Golden Tooth General has to stand up and shout twice.

The neighbor seemed to have just noticed that Tang An was coming, and hurriedly pulled the rope up, and at this time, the black tiger striker caught the fish with a charge.

She didn't want any fish, so she gave away the rope and gave the Black Tiger Striker a fish to eat.

There was a sound of looking at the window, and she hurriedly closed the window again, as if she was worried about Tang An.

"Neurotic!" Tang An thought to himself, feeling the need to negotiate with his neighbors. Whoever lives next door to such a neighbor will make people feel uneasy.

Tang An walked out of the yard and came to the next door, different from the padlock with a quaint taste in his own yard, the yard next door is typical after modern luxury decoration and transformation, Tang An walked to the door, and an area on the charcoal-fired wood-colored door suddenly lit up, reflecting Tang An's face, and several options were displayed next to it, whether there was an appointment, whether to notify the owner and so on.

Tang An chose the option of the doorbell, and then stood at the door and waited, the wind chimes of the cats and dogs swaying.

After a while, the door did not open, but Tang An had the patience and continued to ring the doorbell without hesitation.

It is of course rude to always ring the doorbell of other people's houses, but thinking about the behavior of this neurotic neighbor, Tang An feels that now is not the time to be polite, he will keep ringing until someone comes out.

"I'm not at home, I'm not at home......"

At this time, the screen lit up, and a crayon Xiaoxin came out, singing and dancing at the same time, and then turned around and took off his pants and twisted his buttocks.

Tang An is funny and angry, this woman is really boring, right? Obviously, she was afraid that he would come to the door, but in this way, isn't it more of a provocation?

There must be rich and powerful people who live here, but Tang An doesn't think that he will dare to solve the problem with her, if he is rich and powerful, he can shoot people with a slingshot, and he can throw things into other people's yards and hit the attention of other people's cats?

Tang An persevered and continued to ring the doorbell, and after waiting for a while, the screen finally stopped lighting, the door opened, and the middle-aged woman walked out.

The middle-aged woman's face is a little not very good, but because of the night, she is a little helpless.