Peng Jiajia heard her sister laughing at herself, so she picked up a small Hami flower pillow and threw it over, touched her red face, hurriedly got out of bed and put on her shoes and rushed into the bathroom. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Peng Juanjuan saw her sister's panic, pretending to laugh on her face, but her heart was extremely uneasy, and she couldn't wait to tear off her sister's mask with innocence, so that her relatives could see her hypocrisy.

In the imperial capital city, the lights are brilliant, in a luxury box in Huaye Nightclub, six young people dressed in noble clothes are surrounding a man wearing a white shirt and black trousers.

A man with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes on the right hand slowly put the cigarette in his hand, and when he saw Mo Chenxu who was silent, he blinked his long eyelashes, and a fine light flashed in his peach blossom eyes, "Xu, how long do you plan to stay when you come back this time?" ”

There was silence for a while, and at the moment when everyone didn't dare to breathe, Mo Chenxu raised his eyebrows, with a cold expression on his face, "A month." The voice was low and hoarse.

A round-faced young man on the outermost side seemed to think of something, patted his head, burped, drank all the red wine in his hand, leaned over, and said with a little flattery, "Mo Shao, I forgot to bring you a letter, it was Secretary Qiu who asked me to pass it on to you, wait a minute, I will ask someone to send it over." ”

Mo Chenxu turned his gaze, knowing that the other party was Secretary Qiu's younger brother, staring at the other party with deep eyes, seeing the round-faced young man tremble for a while, and the wine immediately sobered up a little, he hurriedly took out a Motorola mobile phone from his bag, quickly dialed a call, and quickly explained a few words without waiting for the other party to speak, and raised the mobile phone with an embarrassed face after hanging up the phone.

"Hmm." Mo Chenxu turned his head, didn't look at the round-faced young man anymore, put the wine glass on the table, loosened the buttons of his shirt, and revealed his lean chest.

"Duan Shaotian, you wait and follow Duan Chuyang, and find a way to find out what the ultimate purpose of Chu Ge Entertainment's audition is. Tomorrow I will go to the south, and something is wrong with Xiaofeng. Mo Chenxu's dark eyes were as clear as a secluded pool, his head leaned on the sofa, stretched out his two slender legs to the table opposite, and closed his eyes as if he was asleep.

Duan Shaotian nodded, and a pair of peach blossom eyes swept towards the other youths, and everyone got up and left the box one after another.

After a while, the round-faced young man lightly put a letter with a Changbai Mountain stamp on the table, and tiptoed out again.

Mo Chenxu turned his head, stretched out his slender hand to hold the letter in front of him, opened his eyes, opened the envelope expressionlessly, and saw that the title on it was: "Mr. Mickey Mouse", and the signature was "People on the Journey", and the content of the letter was to explain the student life of the third year of high school. Mo Chenxu frowned and threw the letter aside, but his hand accidentally knocked over the wine glass on the table, looking at the wet letter, revealing a look of disgust. When I wanted to get up, I saw a few words on the back of the envelope: "If life is only as first seen, it is like nothing, Chen is like the beginning, and the Tao is the white head of the rising sun." ”

Mo Chenxu stared at the handwriting on the back of the envelope for a long time, and couldn't help but be curious, these words were the origin of his name. He knew that his mother often wrote letters to some poor students under the guise of his name, but this "person on the journey" aroused his interest, was it intentional or a coincidence? hooked the corners of his lips, carefully wrapped the wet letter in a handkerchief, put it in an envelope, and walked out with his legs raised.

Wu Fen looked at her grandmother holding a pot of rice wine in her hand, and shouted vaguely while spitting out the melon seed shell in her mouth: "Don't call me when you eat, what else do you see, go and fill me with food, I'm starving to death." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Huang Fengying saw Wu Fen staring over, muttered quietly, lifted the lid of the small pot next to the stove, picked up the vegetable bowl and walked out of the stove house quickly, for fear that if she stayed for a while, her granddaughter would get angry.

Before Wu Fen could talk back, she saw that the other party looked timid, so she had to endure it. When the other party went out, he hurriedly got up and fetched a basin of warm water and brought it to the hall.

In the hall, Cheng Xiaolan was sitting next to the cabinet, counting the cash in the small plastic bag in front of her, Wu Fen poked her head and saw a small stack of cash for picking up yuan, and the rest were corner bills, so she helped her mother smooth out the folded money and counted it, 262.4 yuan.

"Mom, is there only this money left in our family?" In disbelief, he raised the money in his hand.

"There's a thousand dollars in the bank to pay for your tuition. You don't have to worry about money. By the way, just now when your uncle sent money to Village Chief Wu, he asked him for your ID number, and copied it on this piece of paper, you put it away, and go to the school to report and get an ID card yourself. When Cheng Xiaolan saw her daughter coming, she turned around and gently took her daughter's little hand.

"Mom, I want to go back to the sulfur zinc mine, I will go with you to pick ore, you listen to me first, don't be in a hurry to refuse me, Mom, you see that I weigh 106 pounds, the doctor said that I am on the heavy side, just do some physical work to lose weight, besides, I promise not to do it, let alone let myself tan." Wu Fen raised her hand as a guarantee, and took her mother's rough hands and said coquettishly.

Cheng Xiaolan looked at her daughter's rare coquettishness, and her eyes were moist. In the past, my daughter liked to play crazy outside, and she was tanned like charcoal in the summer, but now she is so sensible that she proposes to do manual work, saying that the children of the poor are in charge of the house early, which is true. didn't want to make her daughter sad, Cheng Xiaolan instructed seriously, "Then you have to promise your mother, only this time." ”

"Well, I promised that this time, next summer, I would find some easy work. Mom, I promised Dad that I would take good care of you and my brother. Wu Fen shook her mother's arm, afraid that her mother would be sad, so she didn't say a word later. Remembering the massage he had learned in his previous life, he moved his hand to the back of his mother's neck and skillfully pressed it along the acupuncture points in his memory.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he heard the sound of Cheng Xiaolan sleeping, gently pressed the handle next to the chair, helped his mother's head back to the back of the recliner, and took a blanket from the bed to cover his body.

When I turned around, I saw some cold water in the basin on the ground, so I went to the stove house to add some hot water, and when I walked through the hall, I saw my grandmother stuffing eggs into her pocket, and she looked away and entered the hall again. As soon as I entered the door, I saw my younger brother on the bed rolling his eyes, and when he heard the sound, he immediately babbled and kicked his calf in this direction.

Wu Fen watched his brother's movements, felt indescribably cute, quickly wiped his younger brother with a small towel soaked in warm water, lifted the boiling water bottle to brew a bottle of milk, watched his younger brother wave his little hand, and after burping, he picked up his younger brother and patted his back in a circle in the house.