"I said, son, how did you come out with so many things in the past six months. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Luo Meijuan nagged while helping Qing Xuan carry things.

Hongqiao Airport is full of people, and on the smooth marble floor, there are countless figures dragging suitcases back and forth. The galloping footsteps, the hearts that have nowhere to place, rub and meet here, and let each other go, without saying goodbye. From strange to strange.

"There aren't a lot of them." Qing Xuan barely squeezed out a smiling expression, it was really a failure to be caught by his mother, if he hadn't swiped his card in Wangfujing that day, Luo Meijuan would not have found out that her son was in Beijing and chased him to Beijing.

Now, Qingxuan can't go back to Shanghai alone to pick up things, Luo Meijuan insists on going with her son. He knew in his heart that his mother was afraid that he would run away from under her nose again, so he had to stay by his side every second. He finally realized that no matter how much he tossed, he couldn't escape from the palm of Luo Meijuan, the Buddha.

Originally, it was okay to work in the real estate company in Shanghai, but Qingxuan's destination was the Northeast, so no matter how prosperous Shanghai was, he couldn't keep his heart.

During the National Day holiday, he went to Beijing for a walk and found that Beijing, the political and cultural center of China, does have many attractive features, such as the cheaper prices than Shanghai, and the cultural atmosphere of Beijing. So, taking the opportunity to go to Tiananmen Square to watch the flag-raising, I rented a house near Wangfujing. Rent in Beijing is cheaper than in Shanghai, but it costs him two months' salary.

After paying the rent, Qing Xuan looked at the little cash left on his body, and thought of the basic daily necessities that were not yet in place, so he swiped his credit card impulsively. When he swiped his credit card, he had a fluke mentality, thinking that Luo Meijuan would not be so careful to find out that he was swiping his credit card, as long as she didn't pay attention, she wouldn't find him in Beijing, and she wouldn't chase him to Beijing.

However, what a powerful woman Luo Meijuan is, within ten minutes of her son's credit card, Luo Meijuan received a call from the bank......

Luo Meijuan was airborne to Beijing the next morning. She used powerful diplomatic means to find Qing Xuan's residence without much effort, and then Qing Xuan was beaten violently by her ears. Qingxuan was beaten by her mother and ran all over the house, Luo Meijuan chased her slippers all over the house, and then Luo Meijuan couldn't run, so she sat on the sofa and gasped. Qingxuan didn't run anymore, squatted on the ground and thought, now, my plan to go to the northeast to find her is in vain.

Carrying a pile of bottles and cans, as well as clothes and shoes for the four seasons, as well as electronic devices (mainly digital cameras and power banks), the two returned to their rental house in Beijing.

Luo Meijuan was tired from tossing all the way, and she didn't want to cook at night, so she and her son went to a nearby restaurant for a simple meal.

In the days that followed, Qingxuan went to work on time every day, and Luo Meijuan stayed at home to take care of Qingxuan's diet and daily life.

Qingxuan found a job as a salesperson in a real estate company, with a basic salary of 3,000 per month, plus commissions. Qingxuan's thoughts are lively and eloquent, so in a month, he made a net profit of six or seven thousand!

It's been almost two months since I came to Beijing. In the golden autumn of Beijing, there are frost-dyed red leaves everywhere. The sky was empty and high, and sometimes geese flew by. It's no longer full of green leaves, it's no longer full of flowers, it's just clean and dry, it's just cold and proud. This is the temperament of Beijing that is different from Shenzhen.

One weekend in November of 2OO9, Luo Meijuan took her son to visit her younger brother, who was Qingxuan's uncle Luo Youcheng. Luo Youcheng came to Beijing 30 years ago and now works as a trading director for a large foreign company. He has a daughter, Luo Jia, who is 12 years old and is in junior high school. Luo Jia has a cheerful personality and likes to play adventure games. Like bungee jumping, 360-degree flips in the air, roller coasters, all of which are her favorites.

As soon as Qing Xuan arrived at his uncle's house, the first thing he looked for was his uncle's computer. Luo Jia laughed at him, saying why are you in such a hurry to find a computer, is there your little qing person in it? Qingxuan rushed her out and said, "Go, go, children, don't worry about adults." Luo Jia was anxious and said, "You are only a few years older than me, so you will use adults to press me?" Qing Xuan said impatiently while starting to log in to the game: "I'm ten years older than you, besides, I'm working, and you're still a little kid in school." ”

Luo Jia disagreed, rolled her eyes and said, "The work is amazing, I will work in the future." ”

Qing Xuan glanced at his cousin, and saw that she was wearing a navy blue dress and a ponytail, standing by the brown painted door, and the light hit her broad forehead, making it look as smooth as jade, like a portrait of Rembrandt.

Qing Xuan shrugged, lowered his head and continued to tinker with the computer, muttering, "Of course." And he spoke no more. He hadn't seen Bingyu in over a month, and now he wanted to go to the game to find her. Yes, so far, he's only going to find her in the game, not the real world.

Once, Bingyu asked Xiaoyudian, if you like someone, will you go to find her in the real world? Xiaoyu replied, of course, I will definitely go to her, no matter how far the journey is. Bingyu asked, "So-what about looking for it in the game all the time?" Xiaoyudian said, "I'm only looking for you in the game...... It must not really love you. ”

Qing Xuan entered the game and found that Bing Yu was not online, so he played for a while, and felt bored, so he went down.

Luo Youcheng asked the nanny to make a table of dishes to entertain his sister and nephew. His wife works as a teacher at a foreign language school and has no weekends off.

"Why did you come to Beijing, who cares about your brother-in-law's home?" Luo Youcheng poured a glass of wine for Luo Meijuan and Qingxuan, and poured his own cup full.

"Your nephew has the ability to go to Beijing to find a job by himself, do you think I can't do it if I don't come? If you don't come here, this kid won't be able to run anywhere. Your brother-in-law doesn't have to worry about me, and he doesn't eat much at home all day. ”

"That's not going to work. There is no woman by the man's side, and it has been a long time......" Luo Youcheng looked at his nephew and daughter, pretended to cough twice, and didn't say anything.

Luo Meijuan understood, and did not talk about this topic, but deliberately diverted the topic and said, "How are you?" Is work still so busy? Are you still on a business trip? Luo Meijuan knew that her brother and sister had a bad relationship, but it was not suitable to talk about too sensitive topics in front of the children, so she could only find some topics that were not painful to talk about.

When Luo Meijuan went back in the evening, she called her husband. On the other end of the phone, Li Xiaotian hugged the slender waist of the female secretary and asked, "Have you found your son?" Is he okay over there? ”

Luo Meijuan couldn't hear any movement on the phone, so she simply said a few words to her husband and hung up the phone.

Lying on the bed, Luo Meijuan thought that even if her husband was out of the house one day, she would forgive him, and as long as he didn't file for divorce, she would live with him forever. If one day you really come to the step of divorce, then ...... She also has two sons, and I believe that my sons will not ignore her. In her life, the greatest wealth is her two precious sons, so she can't let her sons be lost at any time, she will always protect them until they get married, get married and have children.

A week later, Luo Youcheng's family came to Luo Meijuan as a guest. Last time Qing Xuan left, he moved Luo Youcheng's laptop, Luo Youcheng didn't have a computer and was very reluctant to use it, and this time he wanted to take the computer back.

Seeing her brother's family coming, Luo Meijuan went to the supermarket to buy a lot of vegetables, and also cooked vegetables and soup herself. She hadn't cooked for a long time, and she was a lot unfamiliar with the craft, but now that they were renting a house here, they wouldn't have to find a part-time job to cook.

Qingxuan game is playing well, Luo Jia will make trouble for him as soon as he comes, so that Qingxuan game can't be played. In order to trick his cousin, he took a raw egg and put it on Luo Jia's head, and told Luo Jia not to move.

Luo Jia stood in the corner and watched her cousin playing games there, but she couldn't move like a wooden man, angry and aggrieved in her heart. Ten minutes passed, and she felt her neck stiffen as if it had been pinned with a steel plate; Twenty minutes later, her heels were numb; Thirty minutes later, her waist felt like it was about to break...... She felt that military training and standing in a military posture were not so uncomfortable, because she could secretly stand on tiptoe when she was tired from standing in a military posture. She wanted to shout, but the TV in the living room was so loud that even if she did, her father wouldn't come to save her. No, she had to give up on this rotten idea.

She thought, she might as well give in to her cousin, and he forgave her as soon as he was happy. At this time, a voice in her heart said, "Cousin, you are good, forgive me." ”

The voice swirled and swirled in her mind, and finally went straight to her throat, and she felt an itch in her back just as she was about to speak. At first, the feeling was not very strong, and she wanted to endure it and passed. But it didn't take long for the itching sensation to become more and more intense, even reaching the heart, making people want to take an iron brush to scratch it to be comfortable. Now, her entire nerve center was watching the sudden incident, and she didn't have the heart to think about anything else.

Instinct made her make a movement, that is, she rubbed her back against the wall twice, but as soon as she moved, she heard a "pop", and something rolled off her head, followed by a splash of slime, and the goose-yellow liquid made the floor all over the floor, even her shoes and socks were not spared......

"Woo woo woo ......" Luo Jia cried, and forgot about the itchy back, and ran all the way from Qingxuan's bedroom to the kitchen to complain: "Auntie, cousin, he bullied me, woo woo woo ......"

"Okay, you are a loser, you are not a brother when you are a brother, and even your sister is bullied, you see how I clean you up!" Luo Meijuan rushed from the kitchen with a spatula in three steps and two steps.

Qing Xuan looked at his posture and knew that this was not a joke with him, and if he didn't get into it, he could peel off a large piece of skin. He quickly gave up the game and fled from the leather swivel chair to the living room, Luo Meijuan chased him to the living room, he fled into Luo Meijuan's bedroom, and Luo Meijuan chased into the bedroom again.

Luo Youcheng watched the two of them play a game of cat and mouse in broad daylight, so he was happy and said, "Okay, I said sister, the dishes in the pot will be burned in a while." Children love to play and make trouble, that's their business, you follow what to do. Jiajia loves to make a big fuss, and it's not a big deal at all. Is it yes, Jiajia? Luo Youcheng deliberately raised his voice and asked Jiajia, and Jiajia said very knowingly: "Well, auntie, actually, I was just a little frightened, and now it's fine." ”

As soon as Luo Meijuan heard this, she stopped chasing, came over with a spatula and looked Jiajia up and down, and found that she was indeed not injured anywhere, so she patted Jiajia on the shoulder and said, "Well, it's okay, if my brother bullies you again, tell my aunt, and my aunt will call the shots for you." ”

"Well, it's better to be an aunt!" Jiajia coquettishly buried her head in Luo Meijuan's arms.

Luo Meijuan stroked her head and said, "Go watch TV, I'm afraid my food is going to be mushy." ”