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After Meng Xiaoxian entered Uncle Wang's house, although he felt a little messy, the furniture decoration was still in good order. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Uncle Wang was washing the dishes, and he couldn't pull out for a while, Meng Xiaoxian and the young man sat together, without saying a word, and an embarrassing atmosphere rose between the two.

The young man felt that Meng Xiaoxian was a guest at home, and it seemed a little inappropriate for him not to say a word, but in the end, he broke the silence and said in a dry tone: "What's your name?" Where do you live? What are you doing with my grandfather? ”

The young man's face was stiff, and he was stunned when he spoke, and his prisoner-like accent and demeanor made Meng Xiaoxian wonder if he had something to do with him.

Could it be that this man is a man with facial paralysis? Although Meng Xiaoxian thought so, he didn't say it directly, but replied honestly: "My name is Meng Xiaoxian, I live near Xitangkou, and I am looking for Grandpa Wang to repay the money." ”

The young man nodded and pulled the corners of his mouth, which was a response to Meng Xiaoxian.

His name is Wang Yiheng, he is the grandson of Grandpa Wang, and he is currently working in a state agency, holding an iron rice bowl.

However, due to professional reasons, he gradually developed a cold face, his profession is a people's policeman, managing torture work, and he happened to go home today, but he didn't change his tone.

A cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and with his keen senses, the guest seemed embarrassed.

After another burst of calm, Wang Yiheng turned his gaze to the TV and tuned the program to a light-hearted entertainment channel, but he didn't expect Meng Xiaoxian to watch it with relish.

"Oh, do you eat fruit?" Wang Yiheng felt a little unnatural, and decided to go to the kitchen to replace the old man and let him entertain Meng Xiaoxian.

Eh, I'm too bad at greeting people, so I'm to blame myself. No wonder I'm still single when I'm so old, when I first entered the bureau, there were still girls in it who had a good impression of their majestic and handsome appearance, and even some rotten girls rubbed their tofu by work.

But now? It felt awkward for them to meet and greet them.

"No thanks." Meng Xiaoxian replied reservedly, but he didn't expect the man in front of him to sit more "down-to-earth" when he heard what he said.

"So you don't eat fruit, well, my grandfather may be about to be washed, you wait."

"Forehead ......"

Meng Xiaoxian was shocked by Wang Yiheng's words, he wouldn't feel that he just didn't eat fruit, right?

What about politeness, the most basic courtesy? If you don't serve tea when the guests come, you have to peel some fruit.

No matter how bad it is, giving a glass of water is also a courtesy.

But looking at the unmoved performance of the man in front of him, combined with a "paralyzed" stinky face, Meng Xiaoxian felt that a hundred people were reluctant to speak, eh, return the money, just talk a few words and leave, with this man here, I'm afraid I won't feel comfortable saying anything, right?

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After a while, Grandpa Wang washed the dishes, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, and blamed his grandson for leaving such a bright "little daughter-in-law" out in the cold, so he told Wang Yiheng to fetch some water, boil it, and use it to make tea.

"Grandpa Wang, I'm really sorry to delay your time and energy that day." Meng Xiaoxian said sincerely, took out a cash envelope containing more than a thousand yuan from his pocket and put it on the table.

Grandpa Wang had to push the envelope back several times, but in Meng Xiaoxian's insistent eyes, he had no choice but to accept it.

The water has begun to boil, Grandpa Wang gestured to Wang Yiheng with his eyes, and asked him to make tea to entertain Meng Xiaoxian, Wang Yiheng willed, cleaned the tea set with hot boiling water, added tea leaves, and after a while, a pot of tea exuded a faint aroma.

Uncle Wang got up and went to the kitchen and washed a few seasonal fruits, on the one hand, to make his house look less shabby, and on the other hand, he also saved the careful idea of letting Meng Xiaoxian and his grandson talk more.

He thinks like this: When young people are together, there should be endless topics to talk about, no matter how bad it is, it's okay to be polite and polite, it's impossible to stare at it and have nothing to say.

So, Grandpa Wang hummed a little song, slowly washed the fruit in the kitchen, and after washing, he looked in the mirror again and found that the braces were a little dirty, and he also took them off and rubbed them by the way.

Grandpa Wang guessed correctly, they did not stare dryly, but one cast his eyes to the ceiling, and the other pulled the corner of his skirt awkwardly.

"Let's have tea." Wang Yiheng brought the tea to Meng Xiaoxian, Meng Xiaoxian blew the hot tea, and it took several sips to finish the tea, and the hot tea made Meng Xiaoxian's tongue burn.

Seeing that Meng Xiaoxian finished drinking the tea, Wang Yiheng also hurriedly took a sip of the tea, added some boiling water, and another cup of hot tea was formed.

"Drink tea." Wang Yiheng brought the teacup to Meng Xiaoxian again, not noticing the helplessness projected by Meng Xiaoxian's dark eyes.

"I'm not thirsty, let's talk about life." Out of politeness, Meng Xiaoxian still drank half a cup, in order to let this upright and stupid young man stop paying attention to making tea, Meng Xiaoxian changed the topic.

"Life, I ......" Wang Yiheng was speechless for a while, he didn't know how to answer, racked his brains and thought: "Life, isn't it life?" We have been living in a harmonious society, cherish life, stay away from crime, is every citizen to know, the recent crime rate has dropped significantly, obviously brought about by the improvement of living standards, for life, from the perspective of criminal investigation, I think life can be said to be a thief, it steals our freedom and yearning for dreams; It can also be said to be robbery, which threatens, robs us of our innocence and keeps us away from our true self; Even life is a murderer for some, stifling their minds and souls, living like walking flesh......"

Wang Yiheng seemed to have opened the chatterbox, and he couldn't stop talking at once, and all kinds of strange opinions emerged in endlessly.

And Meng Xiaoxian's forehead gradually became a little cold sweat, according to Wang Yiheng's statement, if life is a person, he should be dragged to prison or even shot.

After talking for several minutes, Wang Yiheng finally stopped talking, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea and said: "I don't know if what I said is right or not, but I feel that it should be a little reasonable." ”

"Well, yes, Brother Wang has seen a lot." Meng Xiaoxian nodded and said, "Although life is like what Brother Wang said, we are always living, and no one can escape life, so we should live happily, after all, you are happy or sad, life is still like that, but why don't we face life with a happy and happy mood?" Maybe life will bring miracles. ”

"Yes." Wang Yiheng nodded.

"En, since Brother Wang agrees with my words, then you should smile more, talk more, and don't have a boss, otherwise it will easily cause blood circulation disorders on the face, and it will be easy to breed blackheads and dark spots, and it will be troublesome to deal with it when the time comes." Meng Xiaoxian finally made a suggestion directly, and the latter words were naturally made up by her to bluff people.