Chapter 23

The house, which was soaked in darkness, was instantly lit up by a dim light.

Luo Jianguo and his wife stood at the door looking forward to it, not waiting for their daughter, but waiting for a crown car, somewhat disappointed.

"May I ask who you are?" Luo Jianguo put on his shirt and walked out of the courtyard gate.

Xiao Liu looked Luo Jianguo up and down sharply, this is the young master's future father-in-law?

The old man looks thin and white, and there is a faint bookish atmosphere between his eyebrows, in front of this simple and old house, it is easy to think of a word: the house of cultivation and reading!

"Hello, we are coming back from the provincial capital, looking for a family surnamed Luo." Xiao Liu wanted to blurt out the three words "Luo Xiaoyu", but he still left a way out.

"We are." Luo Jianguo said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

At this time, Leng Yunshen also noticed Luo Xiaolan, a young woman standing in the lamplight.

She was wearing a suspender nightdress with white flowers on a blue background, and she was dressed as a city woman.

Could it be that she was a playmate when she was younger?

After so many years, he has forgotten Luo Xiaoyu's facial features, and only feels that the woman under the light is far from the imaginary playmate.

"Uncle Luo, it's me. I'm cold. Leng Yunshen strode towards Luo Jianguo and stretched out his hand to him.

Hearing this long-lost name, Luo Jianguo seemed to can't believe his ears, rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, and locked his eyes on Leng Yunshen.

This tall and handsome young man in a suit and leather shoes is really the son of his classmate Leng Weilin?

"Cloud Deep? Is it really you? ”

Luo Jianguo stepped forward until he saw his face clearly, which was indeed somewhat similar to Leng Weilin, and couldn't help but show a smile of relief and surprise.

"Yunshen, it's really you!" Luo Jianguo stepped forward and grabbed his hand.

Leng Weilin is a very literate agronomist, he was beaten into an anti-cave faction in his early years, died of depression in prison, and his wife gave birth to Leng Yunshen not long ago, and passed away with excessive grief.

Leng Yunshen in his childhood, raised by his grandparents until he was six years old, when he was six years old, his grandmother passed away, and his grandfather's family took him and his grandfather to the provincial capital.

In those years, the Leng family was thin and lacked labor, and they had always been the foil of Luo Jianguo and his wife.

Luo Xiaoyu is an only child, she was raised as a tomboy since she was a child, and she mixed with Leng Yunshen every day and night, whenever Leng Yunshen was scolded and thrown stones by other children due to composition problems, Luo Xiaoyu was like a hen guarding her cubs, holding a bamboo stick longer than her body, and beat them away one by one.

The scenes of the past are like summer rain, from dripping to opening and closing, impacting Leng Yunshen's heart.

He held Luo Jianguo's rough hand, his eyes were red, he pursed his lips, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Uncle Luo, it's me. I've come to see you. ”

The familiar aura and silhouette reminded Luo Jianguo of the poor and respectable Luo Weilin, Rao is a man who does not flick tears, and he is also sad, and tears fall down.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, and I've grown so big. It's good to grow up! It's good to grow up! Wei Lin and Xi Zhen are under the nine springs, and they can also look at each other. ”

Reading those two names from her mouth, Lan Zhaodi's eyes couldn't help but redden.

"Quick, come into the house, we have been thinking about it all these years since the founding of the country, and I don't know how you are doing. He often goes to the post office to sell newspapers, and he is happier than anyone else to see that your grandfather's house has been put in order. ”

Lan Zhaodi opened the door, let Xiao Liu and Leng Yunshen in, and turned on the light in the living room to report the boiling water bottle and bowl.

Luo Xiaolan was wondering in her heart, and after listening to their conversation, she suddenly remembered that Leng Yunshen was coming.

Is he the poor boy whose parents died and the ingredients were not good?

Back then, she and her little friends bullied Leng Yunshen a lot, and they broke up with Luo Xiaoyu every time.

After Leng Yunshen left Baiyun Township, Luo Xiaolan still felt that she hadn't bullied enough, maybe Leng Yunshen would die outside and never return to Baiyun Township.

Unexpectedly, after more than ten years, Leng Yunshen drove the rich man's standard crown car, wore a suit and tie, and returned home.

Luo Xiaolan regretted a little why she didn't make a good impression on Leng Yunshen back then.

Luo Jianguo pulled Leng Yunshen into the house and happened to walk past Luo Xiaolan. Luo Xiaolan glanced at Leng Yunshen with burning eyes, and her body shook violently, as if she had been hit by an electric current.

Leng Yunshen is so handsome!

In front of him, Lu Xiang can only be described as a bandit.

But what made Luo Xiaolan angry was that such a handsome and rich man actually came to find Luo Xiaoyu!

What a bad luck!

Why didn't you come to her?

Where is she worse than Luo Xiaoyu?

When Leng Yunshen looked at her, Luo Xiaolan pretended to be very shy and turned into the house, walked a few steps, stopped again, looked back at Leng Yunshen, and saw that he was still looking at himself, so he smiled shyly and ran away!

This is called looking back and smiling, which can make men seduced and unforgettable, which is what she learned from the movie.

Not surprisingly, she could linger in Leng Yunshen's mind all night.

"Ouch, dead woman, what are you running!" Unfortunately, she ignored the front and hit Qiu Jinxiu, who had just gotten up, and stepped on Qiu Jinxiu.

Qiu Jinxiu scolded her.

Luo Xiaolan glared at her with disgust, she looked down on her mother's vulgarity, what if she left a bad impression on Leng Yunshen.

"Mom, be quiet! A guest has come to the house! Luo Xiaolan lowered her voice to warn her.

"What guest? It's so late, whose relatives are still running the door? It must be that your sister-in-law is chewing the root of her tongue with her mother-in-law again, or her mother-in-law is begging for rice! Qiu Jinxiu's tone was full of disdain, and the scolding was particularly ugly.

Luo Xiaolan glanced nervously at Leng Yunshen in the living room, and he sat at the dining table with a pleasant expression, drinking the tea poured by Lan Zhaodi.

"Mom, be quiet! It's Leng Yunshen who is back. Luo Xiaolan really wanted to sew Qiu Jinxiu's mouth shut, "You'd better shut up for me, otherwise, I'll cut off all those skirts!" ”

When Qiu Jinxiu heard this, she had to pay a lot of money to buy those skirts.

What a pity to cut it out.

"Alright, alright, I'll take a look."

When she saw Lan Zhaodi walk into the warehouse and heard the sound of opening the rice cover, Qiu Jinxiu rushed in angrily.

"Oh, what the hell is a big guy in your family? Do you have to look for the West now? "The rice bowl is filled with fruits for entertaining guests.

What he was usually reluctant to eat was hidden in a rice jar by Qiu Jinxiudong, and was accurately found by Lan Zhaodi.

Why isn't Qiu Jinxiu angry?

Lan Zhaodi was so frightened that her hands and feet weakened, and she stood up with a smile, "Mom, there are guests at home, we can't lose the face of our family." ”

"What guest? So important? I warn you, the deficit caused by your brother's visit last month has not yet been made up! ”

Qiu Jinxiu pulled her away vigorously, and found that there was a tray on the rice bowl behind Lan Zhaodi.

On the tray are fruits such as rice cannon candy, fried peanuts, melon seeds and dried sweet potatoes.

"You're sick! What ancestor is coming, and you want to treat him like this? Qiu Jinxiu's rough and sharp voice echoed in the room, and it happened to fall into Leng Yunshen's ears.

Luo Jianguo smiled very reluctantly and comforted: "Your grandmother is old and her mouth is relatively broken, don't listen to her." Drink tea, drink tea. ”

Hearing this sharp voice, Leng Yun got goosebumps deep, and this voice ran through his years in the countryside, almost becoming a shadow of his childhood.