Monday, July 24, 2017 - 7:42:34 PM

The little gangster who had just come out of the garbage heap, with an unbearable smell all over his body, approached Wu Meng behind Fang Wuwei step by step.

Fang Wuwei covered his nose and was about to beat the thug, but saw the thug directly bypass Wu Meng and swaggered away.

Fang Wuwei was speechless for a while, how could this guy feel mentally retarded, the foreplay was all over, he turned around and left?!

Fang Wuwei couldn't help but ask:

"Hey, you're leaving?"

The little thug was holding a plastic bag in his hand, swaggering halfway, and looked back at Fang Wuwei suspiciously:

"MA's! Lao Tzu is gone, what about your?! Underwhelming?! ”

Fang Wuwei patted his head, thinking about it, he was really cheap, and he didn't do anything and asked why he left.

The little thug walked up to Fang Wuwei with a plastic bag, his face was facing the sky, and he said to Fang Wuwei with his nostrils:

"MA's! Are you dad going to see too much? Where is Lao Tzu going to care about your? Yes?! ”

Wu Meng, who was on the side, finally couldn't help it when he heard this, and directly kicked the gangster's calf. It's just that this kick is different from a few days ago, Wu Meng is already an adult woman, and it is estimated that this kick can break a person's calf if she kicks it a little harder.

The thug glanced at Wu Meng in disbelief, then threw away the plastic bag in his hand and lay on the ground, screaming.

The plastic bag fell to the ground, and all the contents were scattered, and parts of different sizes reflected different lusters in the faint moonlight.

Wu Meng was about to go up and make up for it, but suddenly saw the parts on the ground with his peripheral vision, and suddenly showed a look of surprise.

"Number one! These are the parts I need! ”

Fang Wuwei hadn't reacted from Wu Meng's "high-level" fighting skills, and when he heard Wu Meng say this, he looked at the electronic components and mechanical parts scattered on the ground.

"Really?" Fang Wuwei couldn't believe that he would find what Wu Meng needed in a small gangster's plastic bag.

Wu Meng nodded vigorously, quickly squatted down, and carefully put away the parts on the ground.

The little thug was lying on the ground with his legs crossed, and when he saw Wu Meng picking up the things he had worked hard to collect for a day, he hurriedly shouted at Wu Meng:

"Put it down for Lao Tzu! I've been looking for those things for a day! ”

Wu Meng pouted, the movements in his hands did not stop at all, and said to the gangster disdainfully:

"You~trash! Why do you want this kind of thing, you need it even more today! ”

After finishing speaking, the parts that fell on the ground were also cleaned up, Wu Meng stuffed the parts into the white coat, and then pulled Fang Wuwei to run.

Fang Wuwei was held by Wu Meng's hand, and looked at the pocket of his white coat with a distressed expression, which was about to be torn open by parts. Then Fang Wuwei looked at the little thug who was still holding his leg on the ground, and the little thug kept cursing in his mouth.

Fang Wuwei was still a little unbearable after all, so he took out his wallet with one hand, took out 500, and threw it on the ground. After all, if these parts are really what Wu Meng needs, then if they are bought in a regular store, it is estimated that tens of thousands are not enough, and 500 yuan will be regarded as the medical expenses of the gangsters, as well as the hardship expenses.

After Fang Wuwei and Wu Meng ran away, the little gangster who was lying on the ground struggled to get up, spit on the ground again, picked up the 500 yuan that Fang Wuwei threw down, looked at the money in his hand with a change of face, and said while scolding:

"MA's, this S-ratio system really made Lao Tzu get 500 yuan?"

After Fang Wuwei and Wu Meng ran away from the garbage dump, they quickly got into the car, and now they were just in time to catch the last shift back to Longsheng Mansion.

Fang Wuwei looked at Wu Meng beside him, and after Wu Meng found these parts, his mood seemed to be a little brighter. However, in the depths of his eyes, there is still a faint trace of sorrow, which is difficult to erase.

Fang Wuwei touched Wu Meng and said to Wu Meng:

"Wu Meng, how about I tell you a story?"

Wu Meng looked like an adult, turned his head to look at Fang Wuwei, looked at Fang Wuwei with two big eyes suspiciously, and said:

"Primitive Man One, do you think this day is a child?"

Fang Wu had to look at the seat in front of him for being bored, thinking that he was just trying to tease Wu Meng and make her happy, but he didn't expect Wu Meng to educate him. But according to Wu Meng's appearance now, she is really not a child.

Wu Meng looked out the window for a while, maybe it was boring, or what, and suddenly said:

"One, you name it."

Fang Wuwei was speechless for a while, but he still cleared his throat, and then said to Wu Meng:

"Once upon a time there was a farmer who found a snake frozen, and he took pity on the snake and took it in his arms......

"And then the snake bit him, and I had only heard this story this day, and the farmer was a big fool!"

Wu Meng pouted, interrupted Fang Wuwei's story, and looked out of the car window again, but in the dead of night, he couldn't see anything, only the reflection of Wu Meng and Fang Wuwei on the car window.

Fang Wuwei rolled his eyes, regardless of what Wu Meng said, and continued:

"The farmer put the snake in his arms, and when he got home, he found that the snake had not yet awakened, so he put the snake in a jar."

Fang Wuwei paused and looked at Wu Meng. Although Wu Meng was still facing out of the window, her eyes were staring at Fang Wuwei's reflection above the car window, and when she saw Fang Wuwei looking at her, she hurriedly glanced away.

Fang Wuwei smiled slightly and continued:

"The farmer put the snake in the jar, and in order to make the snake recover as soon as possible, the farmer put 30 grams of ginseng, 500 grams of wolfberry, 100 grams of rehmannia root, 4,000 grams of rock sugar, and 5,000 milliliters of white wine."

"Poof" The bus driver sitting at the front couldn't hold back and suddenly laughed.

Fang Wuwei glanced at the driver with a black line on his face, and he really couldn't understand that the driver master was so far away that he could still hear the jokes he told.

After Wu Meng listened, not only did he not laugh, but showed a puzzled expression, turned back to the other party Wu Wei and asked:

"One, why did he put those things?"

Fang Wuwei sighed helplessly:

"Those are the things you need to make medicinal wine. Don't you have a future? ”

Wu Meng frowned, thought for a while, and then said very seriously:

"There doesn't seem to be such a thing in the future."

Hearing Wu Meng's answer, Fang Wuwei had no choice but to continue to look at the back of the seat in front of him, silently stunned.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Fang Wuwei and Wu Meng finally returned home, and when Fang Wuwei passed the second floor, he specially went to take a look at Zheng Koumao. However, Zheng Koumao's door was tightly closed, and he didn't know what Zheng Koumao was doing inside.

When following Wu Meng to the front of the room, Wu Meng suddenly said to Wu Wei on the other side:

"One, can you lend me a room?"

Wu Meng's tone was very sincere, lacking the arrogant feeling before, which made Fang Wuwei a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, what are you going to do?" Fang Wuwei said to Wu Meng, who was standing in front of the door of his room, anyway, there are so many empty rooms now, and it is not bad for Wu Meng to let her use it if she wants to use it.

Wu Meng gently stroked her hair with her hand, :

"Just borrow me, I'll probably have to do something after that, and I won't be out of the room."

Fang Wuwei was stunned:

"Then you use my room, right? I had a bed in my room. ”

Wu Meng glanced at Fang Wuwei, his eyes showed a look of gratitude, but he still shook his head, and his waist-length black hair also shook slightly, and said:

"No, I probably won't be out for a long time. Can you help me bring the meal to my room when the time comes? ”

Fang Wuwei didn't look like he was joking when he saw Wu Meng, although he wanted to complain that Wu Meng didn't do anything and had to deliver his own food, but finally nodded.

In this way, Fang Wuwei took Wu Meng to the corner of room 203 on the second floor, and handed over the key in his hand to Wu Meng in person.

Wu Meng was holding a lot of miscellaneous things in his hands, and the pockets of his white coat were also stuffed with parts. She hooked the key to the room with her little finger, bowed slightly to Fang Wuwei, and then turned around and walked into 203.

Fang Wuwei still remembers.

Wu Meng's long and supple hair, when she entered the door, fluttered in the air, like black brocade, smooth and soft.

It's just that Fang Wuwei couldn't think of it.

This will be the last time he will see Wu Meng with such long hair.