77 The angel has fallen
The scorching sun shrouded the city like an angelic light, and dark corners were filled with obscure clutter.
Chu Qi came out of the bathroom, saw the messy room and Mu Chengcheng's miss, hesitated for a moment, and called back.
The voice was bright and the smile was warm: "It's okay, Chengcheng, I don't need the money, I... Ah, I have a crush on a bag ....."
Hanging up the phone, Chu Qi looked at the dense water vapor on the mirror, and under the fine droplets of water was a gloomy and desperate face.
She asked for help twice.
Once in Lincheng, in a long alley.
Once in the South Side, in this vast apartment.
Chu Qi thought about it and didn't know who he had offended, but all of this seemed to be inseparable from Mu Chengcheng.
Under the clues, he bore all the blame.
Why not punish those who deserve to be punished?
Chu Qi thought so.
So she opened the video in the network disk again and looked at the girl who had accompanied her youth to the present.
.............
It is often said that people will see people's hearts over time.
But often the change of people's hearts does not require much change.
At noon, Mu Chengcheng was laboriously cutting the osmanthus tree in the backyard, the branches were luxuriant, and the osmanthus flowers in the courtyard were fragrant, but they were too luxuriant, and they were about to overwhelm a begonia tree.
Father Mu happily came over and said that Uncle Liu, who had been friends all the time, was going to have a treat, and asked Mu Chengcheng not to get these things first, and to clean up and dress up.
Father Mu said: "Lao Liu has the most iron relationship with me, I gave a lot of support when he started, this draft does not forget to dig the well, I am now in distress, he has to help me." β
As he spoke, Father Mu carefully adjusted the glove of the hand of the stump finger, which was sewn by his mother herself, light and breathable, just to cover the stump finger and cover the deepest humiliation in Father Mu's heart.
Mu Chengcheng saw that his father had rekindled hope, and of course he was happy in his heart, so he immediately went back to his room to take a shower, cleaned up, drove into the car, and pulled his parents to the banquet at the appointed time.
It is a seafood restaurant, opened by Chaoshan people, and the business is very hot.
The waiter took the two to the private room, which was a private room for ten people, the private room was empty, and Father Mu lowered his head to look at the time of his watch, it was okay, there were still ten minutes before the agreed time.
So the three of them sat on the couch and waited quietly.
The incandescent light in the private room was a little dazzling, and Mu Chengcheng looked at Bai Zhifan's call with emotion.
She just hung up the phone flatly, and simply put the phone into airplane mode.
In order to distract himself, Mu Chengcheng began to browse a certain website, and looked up again, but half of the time had passed, and the private room was still empty.
Father Mu was a little anxious, so he called the person who made the bureau.
With a loud voice and a smile, he hung up the phone and still explained with an expectant look: "Lao Liu said that there was a bit of a traffic jam on the road, and it was almost there." β
Mu Mu muttered: "One person is stuck in traffic, or is it all in traffic....."
Father Mu raised his voice: "We go out early so we don't get stuck in traffic, they come from the company in the evening rush hour, okay, don't complain...."
After another half an hour, the door of the private room was opened, and dozens of people rushed in, including the game-makers.
Father Mu was already tired of waiting, but he quickly packed up his spirit to meet it.
He opened his arms: "Lao Liu, long time no see!" β
Mu Chengcheng greeted him and bowed his head respectfully, "Uncle Liu." β
"Waited, huh? Come, come, sit first..."
The person who made the game sat straight towards the main seat, and Father Mu followed, and was about to sit down, but was squeezed away by a strange face, and the strange man said: "What is your identity, actually sitting next to Mr. Liu?" β
Father Mu still smiled and explained gently: "This little brother, I am Mu..."
"You don't know him yet?" A voice rose on the other side: "He is Mu Zhengrong of Lingxiu Publishing House....."
"Oh? That Mu Zhengrong, who borrowed loan sharks and couldn't afford to have his fingers chopped off? β
Father Mu's face had become bad, Mu Chengcheng hurriedly stepped forward and said coldly to the initiator: "Who are you?" Why do you mention my father's name? β
The person who did the game hurriedly got up and made peace: "Oops, Luo Ba! Don't talk nonsense! Chengcheng, that's my uncle's partner, I'm not sensible, come to Lao Mu, don't be careful, sit down first, sit down and talk...."
Before the words fell, the waiter came in and said, "Mr. Liu, there are twelve people now, this is ten people, plus two stools, right?" β
Mr. Liu nodded.
But after a while, the waiter brought in two small plastic stools: "There are only this kind of temporary stools when the rooms are full today, I'm sorry." β
Everyone chimed in: "It's okay, it's going to be done." β
Generally, when there is no seat or an additional seat is required for this kind of banquet, young people rush to sit on the additional stool.
But today, the two thin plastic stools were placed on the side of Mu's father and mother.
Mr. Liu only greeted Mu Chengcheng and said, "Chengcheng sit, eh, why didn't you see that fiancΓ©?" I thought you were going to come along? β
Mu Chengcheng quietly changed places with his father, letting his father sit on a spacious chair, while he secretly held his mother's hand and sat down slowly, still smiling on his face.
"Uncle Liu, he's busy."
The voice raised from an unknown direction again: "Lao Mu, you are also lucky, such a thick family foundation has made you ruined, but fortunately, you gave birth to a good daughter, marrying the Lan family, it can be regarded as a father and daughter!" β
A burst of laughter made Father Mu understand that today is not a reminiscence of the old game, but a Hongmen banquet.
Father Mu secretly clenched his fists and looked sideways at Mr. Liu: "Old Liu, I'm not thin on you, right?" β
Mr. Liu looked back with a blank look: "Brother, what are you talking about?" Which of us is with whom..."
As he spoke, he leaned forward and said earnestly: "Brother Mu has helped me a lot, you are in trouble now, and you will definitely not sit idly by as a younger brother..."
The light in Father Mu's eyes slowly relaxed, but unexpectedly, Mr. Liu's words changed: "Is a thousand enough?" I'll lend you a thousand, and you don't have to pay it back..."
After that, there was another burst of laughter, and Mu Mu's eyes were already filled with tears.
Father Mu was trying to endure it, but Mu Chengcheng smiled and picked up the wine glass: "Thank you Uncle Liu for your generosity, although this thousand yuan can't even afford this table of dishes, it is a piece of your heart..."
Mu Chengcheng raised his head and drank a glass of wine, and took out the receipt and payment of his mobile phone: "Then please ask Uncle Liu to transfer it to me?" β
Mr. Liu clearly didn't know what the young girl in front of him wanted to do, and the people around him wanted to say something sarcastic, but he heard Mu Chengcheng say: "I think you guys are hungry when you're an hour late, right?" Come to the waiter, serve a bowl of white rice to each of them, I don't think I need to have other dishes, today this white rice will be my treat. β
Mu Chengcheng smiled tactfully: "My parents and I have other things to do, so we will leave first, by the way, there is a piece of advice to tell you that those who fall into the well will have a retribution in the world!" β
Mu Chengcheng held Mu's father's hand with one hand, and held Mu's mother's hand with the other hand to get up, and said: "There are still eight hundred left after the purchase order of one thousand yuan, then I won't pay it back, thank you Uncle Liu, who is wealthy, I wish you a prosperous business!" β
With that, she dragged the second elder out of the door.