Chapter 248 of the text: Uncle Meng

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Not to mention those aunts, what kind of method do you use to go home and watch the show called "Daddy Gaha". `

At this time, Lin Chuan took his son and An Xi'er and walked into the corridor.

It's still afternoon, and it's still very bright.

However, the corridor is a little dark, the sensor light is on, and the dim light shines down, which makes the corridor very old and dilapidated.

An Xi'er looked at the familiar Qiē in front of her, and seemed to evoke a lot of memories, "Here...... Still nothing has changed, that bike has been here for many years, why hasn't anyone touched it all the time? ”

Lin Chuan smiled, "Maybe not." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and their memories instantly returned to a few years ago, when they had just graduated from college and moved from their school dormitory to this old residential building.

Although the house is very old, Lin Chuan and An Xi'er are very happy.

Anyway, they have a home of their own to this day......

Listening to his parents talking there, the little guy didn't hear what was going on outside the window, and he was very happy. Although this home is very broken, compared to the house in Kyoto, it is basically two concepts.

However, home is always home, even if it is old and broken, it is still the most comfortable and reassuring home...... It can be seen that the little guy is a very nostalgic and family-oriented child.

"Dad, Mom, let's hurry up. Holding the hands of the two, he couldn't wait to go up.

At this time, a sound of footsteps came, and Uncle Meng hurriedly walked in with a few bags, and said loudly, "Xiaochuan!" ”

Looking back, Lin Chuan's brows relaxed, and he stopped and said, "Uncle Meng?" Did you go grocery shopping? ”

As he spoke, he went over and reached out to take it.

For this old man, Lin Chuan is very respectful. I remember that when they first moved here, Uncle Meng, who lived upstairs, gave a lot of help.

Later, An Xi'er left, and Lin Chuan was alone with the child. Life is extremely difficult. At that time, he drank almost all day, and there was not a moment when he was sober, and he always looked drunk.

Lin Yiyang in swaddling clothes. was taken home by Uncle Meng and taken care of for a long time. Otherwise, would they still be alive until now? That's a dream.

Uncle Meng is a high school teacher who retired many years ago. His wife died early and he had a pair of children.

The children are very promising. One works in Shanghai, and I heard that it is still a foreign company. My son is abroad, and I don't know exactly what to do, but I'm quite capable anyway.

Uncle Meng usually likes to practice calligraphy, write a few brush words, and occasionally play chess with his old friends downstairs, and his life is quite comfortable.

It may be that his children are not around all the year round, Uncle Meng takes extra care of Lin Chuan, especially Lin Yiyang, just like his own grandson. 'Very lovely.

If Uncle Meng is Lin Chuan's benefactor, it is not too much.

Seeing Uncle Meng again at this time, Lin Chuan looked very excited, took off his sunglasses, and stood there with red eyes, "Uncle Meng, how are you living lately?" ”

"Okay, I'm an old man, and I don't have anything to worry about, okay? It's you, kid. Why did you run away without slipping? Don't say hello to me either? Uncle Meng pretended to be angry.

Lin Chuan smiled awkwardly, when he went to Kyoto, he was in too much of a hurry, and he really forgot about this stubble. Now Uncle Meng said so. I'm ashamed.

Just wanted to explain, but Uncle Meng changed his words, and his eyes fell on An Xi'er, "Girl An, isn't it?" ”

Uncle Meng's voice was trembling, and at the moment when the last word was just spoken, a layer of white mist was covered in front of him.

Why is this happening? Does he really have such a deep relationship with Anxier?

That's right. Since Uncle Meng regards Lin Chuan as his own son, he naturally regards An Xi'er as his daughter-in-law.

Uncle Meng saw all the things that happened between them, and he was very distressed about An Xi'er...... Such a good girl, she is also beautiful, and her family background is not bad, it is already very rare to be willing to follow Lin Chuan, a poor boy.

Living in such a dilapidated house and giving birth to a son is enough to explain a lot of problems.

Uncle Meng is not the kind of person with old-fashioned thinking, and he can see many people. Such as getting pregnant before marriage, such as pursuing dreams.

Later, Anxier left, without leaving a word, and disappeared so inexplicably.

Uncle Meng was not angry, nor did he blame anyone, watching Lin Chuan borrow wine all day long to drown his sorrows, drunk like mud, Uncle Meng was also bitterly comforting and persuading.

In fact, in his opinion, even if Ann Yatou leaves, she may have some hardships, or some reason to leave. Otherwise, with An Yatou's feelings for Lin Chuan, even if life is hard, she will not just leave.

At the same time, he also sympathized with Anxier very much and took pity on this girl...... What a good boy.

An Xi'er's eyes were red, and she walked down the steps in a few steps, like a child, and shed tears, "Uncle Meng......"

The atmosphere in the corridor suddenly became heavy.

Uncle Meng cried, Lin Chuan cried, An Xi'er also cried, and even Lin Yiyang ...... also cried with Wow Wow.

"Grandpa Meng, don't cry, woo woo woo......" The little guy threw himself into Uncle Meng's arms, crying and saying, he didn't know until now, why did he cry all of them?

Uncle Meng hugged Yang Yang, stretched out his hand to wipe the tears off his face, and squeezed out a smile, "Okay, let's not shed tears here, let's go upstairs and talk about it, I still want to ask you kid, why did you suddenly become a singer?" Why did Ann girl trick you back again? ”

"Uncle Meng, how did I lie to her, I'm such an honest person, I can't even lie ......"

"Don't talk to me, you kid won't lie? Do you remember that year, no, how did my wine, which I had kept for more than 20 years, get into your stomach? Not a lie? ”

"That'...... It doesn't mean anything, but the wine was drunk by the two of us, and I didn't let me drink it myself. ”

"Xiaochuan, don't quibble, Uncle Meng, I'll testify to you, he hasn't been thinking about that jar of wine for a day or two......"

"Look, it's better for Ann to tell the truth."

"You, you actually betrayed me!"

"Hahaha!"

……

The voices of several people echoed in the corridor.

Lin Chuan and An Xi'er did not go home, but followed Uncle Meng to the fifth floor.

When I entered the door, the house was still the same furnishings, and in the small living room, there were only two rattan chairs and an antique table, on which was covered with a large piece of paper, on which were a few large characters written with a brush.

The handwriting is beautiful, and at first glance, it looks like it came from everyone's hand.

On the wall of the living room, there are still more than a dozen well-written characters...... No need to ask, these are all handwritten by Uncle Meng himself.

Lin Chuan stood at the door and swept around, feeling a sigh in his heart, there are too many memories here. (To be continued.) )

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