Although Meng Meiqi's hometown is on the edge of the ancient capital of Luoyang, it is indeed incomparable to those counties in the developed areas on the eastern coast.

However, there are also good things here, and the atmosphere of life and humanistic style are relatively strong.

Moreover, don't look at the people here are not so fashionable, but the background of the people is really incomparable, and there is one more thing about the people of Luoyang, which people in other places dare not brag.

As a place with a history of more than 5,000 years of civilization, more than 4,000 years of city history, and more than 1,500 years of capital history. Luoyang not only has a large number of cultural sites and historical buildings, but even a subway can be dug up more than a dozen princely tombs at will.

And like many fellow villagers, if the ground is broken, nine out of ten can dig a big tomb. So after the people of Luoyang met and said hello, if there was no tomb of any ancient first- and second-class masters in anyone's house, they would not be embarrassed to greet others.

Of course, this is a joke, so don't take it seriously. If you really dig up something, you should still contact the state in time.

The streets here are lit up with lights, and it has the atmosphere of the New Year when I was a child, and it will be even stronger when you enter the residential area.

Meng Meiqi snuggled in Wang Yueban's arms, not interested in the world outside the window at all. Even if she only comes back once a year, for her, Wang Yueban's arms set foot in her world.

It was only after the car was about to reach the familiar street of her home that she began to feel a little moved.

Meng's father and mother were already waiting outside the door. They hadn't seen their daughter for almost two months since they last said goodbye.

Originally, Meng Ma was the only one waiting outside the house, and Meng Dad didn't want to sit in the house with a face, so he didn't say anything and didn't go out to greet him.

"It's so cold at the front desk, when the elders are waiting for her outside, what are you talking about!"

As a result, after hearing the horn of the car, Meng Dad ran out impatiently again, and perfectly staged a law of true fragrance.

After the car stopped, the two men got out of the car one after another.

"Dad! Mother!... Uncle, aunt! ”

"Hey, just come back!"

Seeing her daughter's lively and well-behaved appearance, as if she was still a little fatter, Meng's mother was happy.

It seems that it is really right to let her daughter follow Wang Yueban, she has never seen her daughter's state so good for the Chinese New Year this year.

"Come inside, it's cold outside."

Although Dad Meng was also happy in his heart, he still looked majestic on the surface.

So, Meng Meiqi took Wang Yueban and entered the house with the gifts she bought. And Meng Dad and the two of them didn't say anything politely about it.

Meng Meiqi's house is an old house, it looks like it is about 20 years old, because it should have been built by her parents when they got married.

In the past, although the outside was a little old-fashioned, the furnishings inside the house were clean and tidy, and it looked particularly warm and comfortable.

The aunt at home was making lunch, although it was almost now, but Meng's father and Meng's mother knew that their daughter and the two of them came back late, and said that they would wait for more.

Several people sat on the sofa, exchanged a few words with each other, and ate some dried fruits.

Meng Ma said: "You have just come back to stay for a few more days, Qiqi's room has already been cleaned, and even the sheets and quilts have been washed." ”

Dad Meng, who was on the side, couldn't help pursing his lips when he heard his wife's words, but he didn't say anything.

After all, they both have this relationship, and it is difficult for him to prevent the two of them from having sex together. It's just that I'm a little uncomfortable, and the daughter I raised with great difficulty...

Fortunately, this prospective son-in-law drove well, and he was good-looking, so he was not so angry in his heart.

And Meng's mother doesn't care about this kind of thing, she still can't wait for her daughter to give birth to a big fat grandson as soon as possible. In the past two days, I saw the neighbors hanging around the street with their grandchildren in their arms every day, but she was envious.

She has nothing to do now, her husband's company doesn't have to worry about her, and her daughter and Wang Yueban's career don't have to worry about herself. Every day, I drink tea with my group of sisters and play mahjong.

Although every day is leisurely, it can be quite boring at times. Especially when I returned to my hometown, I saw that those grandchildren of the same age could make soy sauce, and I was even more yearning.

"Thank you, Mom."

Meng Meiqi happily pulled Wang Yueban to her room.

After so many years, I still miss that room full of youthful memories.

The old-fashioned wooden door creaks open with a creaky sound.

But when the door opened, there was a very girly bed and a wooden bookshelf full of romance.

Meng Meiqi let go of Wang Yueban's hand and said with a smile: "This is my former bedroom, but I rarely come to my hometown after high school." ”

"The bed is a bit small, but the two of us are still squeezed..."

Saying this, Meng Meiqi suddenly blushed.

However, Wang Yueban didn't care about the pink dreamy girl's bed, but walked to the bookshelf and browsed curiously.

There was some dust on the book, which was obviously omitted by Meng Ma when she was cleaning.

"The personal little wife of the domineering president?"

Wang Yueban looked at the fan's book cover, and subconsciously read it out.

"Don't look there, there's nothing to see!"

Meng Meiqi said with some embarrassment.

However, Wang Yueban was a little interested, and looked at the next one.

"Demon Childe is in love with me?"

"The male god school is playing tricks on me?"

"Evil madness's love?"

......

Wang Yueban read the title of the book and almost couldn't hold back her laughter. Sure enough, whether it is on Earth or here, the names of these girls' romances are still indescribable...

"Oh, you don't have to look at it anymore!"

Meng Meiqi hurriedly walked around the bookshelf to block his view.

"Alright, alright."

Wang Yueban retracted her gaze, and then said with a smile: "It's nothing, don't girls like to watch like this!" ”

"You don't have to look at it anymore anyway!"

Meng Meiqi snorted.

In addition to this bookshelf, there are some little dolls and little girl hairpins and other things on the table next to it.

Wang Yueban was not interested in studying these, and after taking a general look, he walked to the window.

The windows are naturally old-fashioned wooden windows and look tasteful. Although there is no dust on it, the layer of paint on the surface has long since faded and become mottled.

Wang Yue said: "I like your room very much, although it is a little smaller, but it feels very comfortable." ”

"Really?"

Meng Meiqi snuggled on his shoulder and said with a happy expression: "Every time I come back here, it's like going back to the time before." At that time, I was carefree and happy every day. Of course. I feel so happy to be with you now! ”

Wang Yueban touched her little head and smiled and didn't answer, then looked at the yellowed but very clean wall and asked, "Why don't you have a poster on the wall?" ”

It is well known that not only little girls like to post their idols or some girly anime characters in their rooms, but even most boys will post those.

But when I got to Meng Meiqi's little goblin's room, there wasn't even one.