Lan Shuying pointed to the fluorescent dial on her wrist and said innocently, "It's nine forty-six, and I'm ten minutes earlier than usual." ”

Du Mu was silent for two seconds, and asked in a higher voice, "Who is the one who came back with you just now?!" How old are you, you want to fall in love at a young age, and do you want to go to college? Are you worthy of me and your dad being busy in the store all day?! ”

Lan Shuying's ears were buzzing from her shock, and she was a little irritable.

This kind of indiscriminate mother, who has to blame her daughter for everything, probably didn't do anything before giving birth, right? I didn't want to ask the child, are people willing to come out of your belly?

"Classmate, just drop me back by the way."

"Yo, who are you bluffing, Du Xianjun, let me tell you, your mother has seen more people than you have eaten, you didn't have a classmate who played well before, where did such a little white face come from? I'm not in love, I believe you? ”

Lan Shuying took a few steps back before she could open her mouth, so as not to be sprayed by her saliva, and said lightly: "You don't recognize him, Meng Qingguang from the house next door." I heard from my grandmother that when he was young, you took it for a few days, and I almost didn't want to pay it back. ”

Speaking of this, Lan Shuying paused, smiled and continued to stab the knife: "Later, the grandfather of the Meng family blocked the door with a firewood knife, and you handed the person back." ”

"......" Du Mu was completely silent now.

The reason why she has been busy with business outside all these years and is not very happy to return to the village during the Chinese New Year is because of this past.

The Meng family, if you want to talk about it, I'm afraid it's also because of the bad luck caused by doing something wrong.

The elder brother of the Meng family is well-known for his handsomeness in the village, and Du's mother liked him when she was young, but because he later injured half of his face and one leg when he became a soldier, he couldn't find a woman willing to marry him. Meng Laohan was anxious, and spent a lot of money to buy a woman from the traffickers to match him, and gave birth to Meng Qingguang the next year.

The woman was abducted from the big city, hurt her head, and is usually stupid, so she is very manageable. She looks pretty, and Meng Qingguang is also first-class good-looking when she was born, white and clean, handsome when she is young, and people like it at first sight.

Du's mother is a patriarchal person, she was originally dissatisfied with her daughter Du Xianjun, but she hurt her body when she gave birth to her daughter and couldn't conceive her second child. Coincidentally, that year, when Meng Qingguang was two years old, one of the two people next door died in a car accident on the spot, and the other ran into the mountains to find a husband, but no one was found.

The village said that eighty percent of crazy women fell to their deaths at the bottom of a cliff.

A good family of three generations, leaving Meng Laohan alone with Xiao Qingguang.

Du's mother was moved and wanted to take the child to raise.

Meng Laohan thought that she was kind and wanted to help take care of the baby, but he didn't think that he would come back after a busy day for a long time, and his grandson was stuck in her hands, or he would come back!

Some of the villagers who rushed to the scene helped him beg for a child, and some helped Du's mother persuade Meng Laohan, the scene was a mess, and finally forced Meng Laohan to be anxious, went back to the house and grabbed the firewood knife, and rushed in murderously, Du's mother was instigated, so Meng Qingguang was returned to him.

In the evening, Grandma Du came back with Du Xianjun in her arms, and when she heard that her daughter-in-law had done such a foolish thing, she reprimanded her in front of the villagers.

This embarrassing old past was exposed by her daughter, Du's mother had an ugly face, and she wanted to hit someone when she raised her hand!

Lan Shuying walked away silently, and said coldly behind her: "Dad, grandma said that she wanted to come to live at home for a few days." ”

Du Mu's hand was put back again. But when she turned around meekly, she saw a vacant look: I saw a cool breeze rolling a plastic bag behind her, where did Father Du come from?

This stinky girl, dare to deceive people!

Father Du is actually not bad for this daughter.

He has been running a restaurant for many years, and he can't make a particularly amazing taste, and the people who come to eat in his restaurant eat the taste of home-cooked food.

He knew that his daughter usually had to stay in the class for a while after self-study, and he would warm a bowl of egg custard for her every night.

The milky yellow egg custard is served in a white porcelain bowl, the outside is an aluminum basin filled with hot water, the lid on the top is tight, the lid is uncovered, the aroma is fragrant, sprinkle a handful of beautiful green onions, and then add orange sesame oil, which makes people see the index finger move.

Lan Shuying took a small spoon and scooped it into her mouth, it was soft and smooth, without any fishy smell, moderately salty, and the sesame oil sublimated the taste of the egg custard, and she squinted her eyes pleasantly.

At this time, she heard footsteps behind her, as well as Du Mu's scolding, she decisively picked up the porcelain bowl and prepared to sneak back to the room.

On the way, I also bumped into Du's father who came out to drink water.

"Coming back?" Father Du rubbed his sleepy eyes and advised, "Remember to brush your teeth after eating, and go to bed early." ”

"Got it, thank you Dad."

Lan Shuying has always been more tolerant of those who feed her.

If Du's father insisted on giving her the egg custard that she was ready to eat every day, she could consider ticking the name off the list of retaliation.

……

After eating the custard, flipping through the magazines, and washing up.

If you follow Du Xianjun's habit, she should return to her desk at this hour and review her homework for a while until she goes to bed on time at 23:51.

Why is the timing so precise?

Because...... Looking outside, there is a window on the north side that turns off at 23:50 every day.

Lan Shuying couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Looking at the watch, it was already eleven o'clock, she was a newcomer today, she didn't have to sleep in the mustard boat, and now that she had a body, she just wanted to sleep soundly, so she simply turned off the lamp switch.

Good night, all over the world.

……

What she didn't know was that just behind the window in the north where the lights were turned off at a fixed time, the moment she turned off the lights, a pair of eyes were startled by the change, and her gaze moved away from the book, and it happened to be fixed in this direction.

Finding that the window of the restaurant had darkened so early today, Meng Qingguang's melancholy eyes were full of question marks: That young lady who was a scholar actually slept earlier than him, and she gave up competing with him for the first place?

"She's weird ...... today," he muttered.

Knock knock.

"Meng Qingguang, have you slept, do you want me to cut some fruit?"

Meng Qingguang lowered his eyes again, he didn't answer, but decisively reached out and turned off the lamp.

The room suddenly lost its light source, and the silhouettes of dark shadows surrounded him in the middle, but instead of being nervous, he let out a long breath of comfort.

The whole person leaned back in the chair, and just like that, he answered with silence.

The people outside could not wait for an answer, thinking that he had fallen asleep, and the footsteps faded away.

Meng Qingguang was still holding the pen, his left hand moved to the desk lamp switch, and just wanted to twist it open, when suddenly his eyes fell on the broken "restaurant" lamp three hundred meters away.

In the darkness, the boy frowned.

He didn't choose to flip the switch in the end.

Instead, he fumbled for the cap, put the pen back, and sat on the edge of the bed.

Today, rest early.

Good night.

He forcibly ignored the strange feeling, sank into the pillow, and closed his eyes.

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