Meng Li, 18 years old this year, a high school graduate in Y County, the only heroine of our story, just received an admission letter from S University a few days ago.

According to the tradition of previous graduates of Y High School, Meng Liao should be busy holding various thank-you banquets, class reunions, and village rows of flowing water banquets.

But at this time, Meng Li, waving his arms mechanically against the scorching sun at noon in July, kept turning the small fried meat of the farmhouse in the wok, as if he was concentrating on the work at hand.

If someone approaches at this time, they will find that the little proprietress of this simple lunch stall is staring at the stove with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, and her small mouth is muttering to herself is calculating an account.

"Two hundred and eight in one day, two thousand eight in ten days, and fifteen days left, for a total of four thousand and two ......"

Thinking of this, Meng's baby face collapsed, and even his delicate little chin wrinkled, like a steamed little meat bun with a filling that had been leaked.

As the small mouth deflated, the small abacus beads in Meng's heart stopped moving, "Alas, it's not enough...... Could it be that my Meng Xueba's bright and bright future is about to end here?" I felt pity for myself in my heart, and countless heroes who were stumped by a penny flashed in my mind, and said silently, "Sympathy for the same disease!"

Why would a girl who was admitted to a major university do such an inappropriate thing at this time?

That's a long story......

Meng was born with his parents and died, and was adopted by a lonely and widowed old lady surnamed Wang in the village. Two years ago, the old lady died of a serious illness, and she spent all the family's savings that had little money, not to mention, but also overdrawn the relationship between the two at one time......

As a result, even if others wanted to lend a helping hand to Meng, they were more than willing and insufficient.

After all, the business of providing lunches for the workers on the construction site is not self-sufficient, paying the high tuition and living expenses of the university, let alone paying off the debts of the villagers.

Although Meng Li feels powerless, as a beautiful girl who has no father or mother, and has grown up strongly, she will never give up easily.

Then I can only think of other ways, not to mention earning the money needed to go to school, but also to have a continuous and stable income so that I can slowly return the money to the parents and villagers who have helped them.

After more than an hour of busy work, there were finally no workers running to order food. The so-called way to make a lot of money didn't come up with it, so Meng Liao continued to use his smart brain while cleaning up.

Suddenly, a familiar sound of motorcycle brakes sounded, raised his head and followed the sound, and saw Huang Jinglian, the village party secretary who was half a year older than him, hurriedly stepped off the motorcycle, and said with a smile: "Sister Jinglian, why are you here at noon in this dizzy heat?"

Over there, Huang Jinglian wiped the sweat on her face, and said in a hurried tone: "Sister, go home with your sister, someone from your house is here!"

Meng asked, "Who?"

"I don't know, wearing an eye, Sven, wearing a suit, straight and straight, old and good-looking, more handsome than the vice principal of your school!"

Huang Jinglian gestured as she spoke, spitting and flying: "I heard the man tell my dad what 'inheritance', 'surname Meng' and 'called', I still want to eavesdrop there, my dad looked at it, so he asked me to come to you, you go back with me quickly, don't clean it up!"

Huang Jinglian said as she snatched the spatula from Meng Li's hand, threw it back into the pot, pulled Meng Liao and brought it to the car, and turned around and instructed the young man in the stall next to her,

"Then who? The little third son of Xiamu Village is not helping to watch the guys' affairs, there is an urgent matter at home, and I will clean it up later!"

Seeing the young man nodding, Meng sat down firmly, and the motorcycle flew out with a "poof-" swoop.

Half an hour away, Miss Huang, the village party secretary, gave a new score of 20 minutes, refreshing yesterday's record of 22 points.

Before the motorcycle arrived at the door, Meng saw an off-road vehicle about the same height as his own eaves parked in front of the house, and took a closer look, hey, Hummer H2!

Meng got out of the car, sent Huang Jinglian away with 'Be careful that your father beat you because of what you overheard just now', and hurriedly bypassed the humvee lying at the door of the house like a beast, and turned into the house.

The people in the countryside are simple, and they generally go out without closing their doors, and they are in a village, and everyone does not regard themselves as outsiders. After entering the courtyard gate, before entering the house, I saw two people sitting in the hall and one standing, and the one sitting and drinking tea was the father of Huang Jinglian, who had just left, Huang Zhishu.

Huang Zhishu saw that the main owner of the family was back, put down the teacup, got up and pulled Meng Li, who rushed like a small cannonball, avoided the hall, glanced back, and made sure that what he said here would not be heard, so he explained the situation to Meng in a low voice.

"Okay, it's really important to ask Xiao Jing to call you back in a hurry. This person,"

"He said he was a lawyer, and he had a legal document in his hand that sounded like it was left by your relative, saying that there was an inheritance for you to inherit." “

Meng Liao inexplicably followed Huang Zhishu out of his house, and even more inexplicably watched Huang Zhishu's sneaky movements, with a circle of question marks on his face.

Huang Zhishu knew that the girl of the Meng family had a great brain, and she ranked first in the exam every year, and now she was admitted to a key university. But no matter how smart he is, he is also a little baby, where have he seen a real bad hearted person, and he has to watch more for the deceased Meng family brothers.

"People in this village only know that your parents came from other places to settle down, and no one has heard that your parents have other relatives, if they really have relatives, how can they not come and go for so many years?"

Seeing that the question mark on Meng Liao's face had disappeared by half, he continued: "Uncle originally wanted to talk to this person a few more words before you came back, but this kid couldn't slip away, and said that he would only talk to you alone. ”

Speaking of this, he patted Meng's little meat hand and continued: "Your little girl has a heart, go in and listen to what he has to say." If it's really your aunt and grandmother, that's the best, and if it's a bad guy from somewhere, remember to be sure to call out loudly. ”

Speaking of this, he glanced back at the figure in the hall for the third time, and instructed again uneasily, "Remember, if you have something, you must call loudly, I will go to your uncle's house next door to guard." ”

After speaking, he walked out of the courtyard door of Meng's house with square steps, and turned left into the house next door.

After listening to Huang Zhishu's words, Meng only figured out the current situation a little, but it's better not to figure it out if he has figured it out.

Since she was a child, all she heard and knew was that her parents died on the day she was born, and she became an orphan. My father and mother, who have never met, also grew up in the same orphanage, a family of three, all orphans, and one more can make a table of cards.

Now there is a stranger I don't know, and I keep saying that I actually have an aunt, and this aunt has a legacy for herself. I really believe in his evil, where did this aunt come from? It can't be that God has mercy on me, throw down my aunt and grandmother.