"Hey, Hufa?" "I am, you are?" "I, Wang Song. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The other side was stunned for a moment: "You finally called me, I thought you assassinated the president of the United States and was killed." ”

Wang Song Khan: "This is no joke. Do you think I'm a common man? Whatever you want? You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. ”

"Ha, you're not a common man, you're an official."

"Alright, stop making a fuss. Have a meal together. ”

"What, you made Lan Xinyue big and married your son?"

"Where do you want to go, we don't have that plan. I'm going far, far away, and I want to reunite with my old friends and family. ”

Hu Fa was taken aback: "What's wrong with you, how can you say such a thing?" ”

Only then did Wang Song realize the ambiguity in his words, and said: "It's really fine, but you have to keep it secret, in short, you really just go to a far place." That's what we do. That's how helpless it is. You can rest assured that it is a good thing. ”

Hu Fa said, "I'll believe you again." Don't lie to me. ”

Wang Song said: "It's really fine. ”

"Okay, what time? What location? "I'll let you know next time."

Hu Fa shook his head and hung up the phone: "I feel like I'm going to become an agent." ”

After making a phone call at the window and returning to the room, my parents were in full swing to recruit people. Wang Song suddenly thought that his parents were now in their twenties, and their old friends asked what to do?

Wang Song told his parents, who said, "It's okay, we have a lot of video chats with our friends, but it's slowly changing, and we told them that they used expensive beauty technology." They are all poor and cannot guess. Wang Songxin said, alas, let's see if we can get through.

On the third day, the reunion banquet gathered by the Wang family was held in the "Fugui Flower Hotel". The Wang family invited seven or eight large tables of guests, all of whom were old neighbors, old workers, and classmates in the orphanage. Of course, including the Hu Fa family. Wang Song's parents took their son and daughter-in-law to the table to toast, laughing and laughing.

Wang Song really sweated, because his parents were too young. It's still different from meeting in video and life. Mom and Dad not only have young faces, but also move briskly and flexibly, and are more energetic than young people. Someone has to ask what is going on?

I don't know if it's God blessed, maybe because of the reserve of the poor, no one even asks what kind of beauty technology is so magical. They all just praised Wang Song's parents with envy and became younger and younger. A few aunts still wiped their tears bitterly behind their backs, feeling that rich people enjoy high-end medical care, but it is different.

Wang Song thought helplessly, is it really just rich, will he not be old? At the same time, I thought, in another twenty years, how will I explain it then? Could it be that the family has become a legendary vampire, immortal and immortal, and it makes me dizzy to think about it.

Wang Song's parents sat on both sides of the old aunt in the orphanage, picking up vegetables for the old aunt, with a happy face. The old aunt was excited and tearful, and when she mentioned that the conditions of the orphanage were much better now, Wang Song's parents immediately said that they would donate 100 million yuan to the orphanage. The old aunt cried on the spot and said, "I don't want you to be rich, but I want you to be safe." A good man lives a long life. ”

Wang Song also felt that his nose was sour, and he talked to Hu Fa about the adventures of the world, of course, all the secrets were hidden.

After eating and drinking, the crowd dispersed in embarrassment.

Wang Song's parents personally sent the old aunt and the old dean back. After a long time, he came back late and told Wang Song that they had donated 100 million yuan to the orphanage, all of which were the pocket money given to them by Wang Song. Wang Song then transferred another 100 million to them.

Wang Song's father said: "Wang Song, take advantage of the supermarket is not closed, go buy some gifts." I also invited Uncle Shen's family today, they are now living in our original rental house, and we will go back tomorrow to have a look. ”

Wang Song and Lan Xinyue went out and went straight to the nearest supermarket.

This is a supermarket called "Good Luck Lai", the decoration is not luxurious, but it is neat, the goods are neatly arranged, and the brand new emits an attractive halo.

Wang Song bought a few expensive gifts that ordinary people did not dare to buy, with elegant packaging and great face.

I was pushing the trolley back, and suddenly I saw a woman, who was a cashier in the supermarket, dressed brightly and plainly, with a delicate and dignified appearance, and was bowing her head to inspect the goods.

Wang Song stopped, glanced at Lan Xinyue timidly, and said, "My junior high school crush." Lan Xinyue smiled and turned to leave. Wang Song looked at Lan Xinyue's back and thought, if you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for.

Wang Song temporarily dropped the shopping cart and walked up to the woman: "Liu Ya, do you still recognize me?" I'm Wang Song, and we're classmates in junior high school. ”

Liu Ya showed a surprised expression: "Wang Song, it's you, how are you doing?" After speaking, he looked at Wang Song.

Wang Song's clothes are all self-made magic weapon clothes, although you can't see the brand, but they are more expensive than famous brands. Wearing a famous watch on his wrist, Wang Song can't make this thing. When people are rich, their temperament is naturally different.

Liu Ya said: "Wang Song, you are developed." You haven't graduated from college yet, have you? How did it mix so well. ”

Wang Song said: "It's hard to put into words. I will go back to the county this time, and I may not be back for a long time. ”

Liu Ya said, "What's the matter? ”

Wang Song said: "It's hard to put it into words, my husband and wife and I came to buy things. As soon as I said I saw you, he gave me space, which is really virtuous. …… I'm not a soft eater. ”

Liu Ya smiled and said, "What do you want to say?" Hurry up and say that a guest may come in a while. ”

Wang Song blushed and said, "Liu Ya, I ......"

Liu Ya's gaze became a little dim.

Wang Song gritted his teeth, nothing was important except for death, and said, "Liu Ya, I used to like you very much." It's true. I wish you happiness. ”

Liu Ya's gaze became even darker: "I also wish you happiness." ”

Wang Song said: "Thank you, listen to me say these rude words. ”

Liu Ya said: "I also thank you for finally being brave once, although it is a brave end." ”

At this time, a big sister staff member shouted: "Whose shopping cart is left here." ”

Wang Song said: "Liu Ya, goodbye." "Run to the cart.

Liu Yaliang looked at his back for a long time, then looked at the cash register and said, "...... again Nor is it seen. ”

At this time, an aunt with milk powder suddenly appeared and said: "2012 is fine, it seems that the sky will not fall for a while, go home and watch the TV series with peace of mind, tomorrow, everything will be fine." Girl, I buy milk powder. So Liu Ya got busy again.

Wang Song pushed the shopping cart and walked a long way to find Lan Xinyue and said, "It's over." Lan Xinyue sighed: "I'm thinking about those unjust souls who were seduced by me. They've already been reincarnated. Wang Song said: "Their lives are not good, but my lives are good." Don't think about it, you are forced, people don't do it for themselves, and heaven and earth will be destroyed. ”

Lan Xinyue followed Wang Song to Liu Ya's cash register. Liu Ya smiled at them: "I wish you happiness." Lan Xinyue smiled and said, "I wish you happiness too." The two walked out of the supermarket.

On the way back to the hotel, Wang Song said to Lan Xinyue: "I sing very well, but I am shy and have never sung in front of others." Shall I sing it to you? ”

Lan Xinyue grinned: "You sing, as long as you are not afraid that people will treat you as crazy." ”

Wang Song said: "Those who sing are madmen, and those who listen to the opera are fools." If you don't go crazy, you don't sing, and if you sing it, you'll go crazy. ”

After speaking, he really sang in a low voice: "It's not the gods themselves, the fabricated wings, swaying, flying up and flying across the four oceans, good spring......"

The singing was so low that it could not be heard from a few meters away.