After speaking, he noticed that You Mingyue's beautiful face was full of embarrassment, and Xu Xingguang realized that he had said the wrong thing.

She quickly covered her mouth and said with annoyance: "Look at my mouth, it's really stupid to be a vegetative person, and I can't even talk with my brain." ”

Xu Xingguang looked at You Mingyue with concern, and comforted the other party with the most innocent expression and the most gentle tone: "Sister Mingyue, don't think too much, I believe that Mr. Chu is sincere to you, don't misunderstand him!" ”

"Really, Mr. Chu?" Xu Xingguang did not forget to name Chu Zimu.

Chu Zimu only felt that his breathing was not smooth, he really didn't expect Xu Xingguang's mouth to be so eloquent.

Chu Zimu couldn't help but suspect that Xu Xingguang had not been asleep in the past three years since he became a vegetative person, but he was hiding somewhere to practice, and he had cultivated to perfection!

Others are smiling with knives, but she is smiling with landslides and tsunamis.

Xu Zeqing quickly disrupted their chat, stood up and said, "Young Master Chu, Jiaoyang, let's go outside to smoke a cigarette together?" You Jiaoyang stood up very cooperatively, and Chu Zimu was about to need a step down, so he hurriedly followed out.

They went to the courtyard, You Jingqiu was still busy in the kitchen, and there were only Xu Xingguang and You Mingyue left in the main hall.

You Mingyue's eyes, which always seemed innocent, instantly became sharp and indifferent.

She lowered her voice and threatened Xu Xingguang: "Xu Xingguang, you should know what the situation of the Xu family is now, now marrying the Chu family is our only way out, if you mess up my relationship with Brother Chu, it will not be good for you!" We are now a family, one is prosperous, one is lost, you don't understand! ”

"Who's with your family!" Xu Xingguang didn't bother to accompany You Mingyue to act, she leaned back against the sofa, stared at You Mingyue's face that was good at disguise, and sneered: "When you fly up to the branch and become the eldest and youngest grandmother of the Chu family, the first thing you have to do is to kick my 'family' away, what are you pretending!" ”

Hearing this, You Mingyue didn't bother to act anymore.

You Mingyue looked out of the courtyard, staring at Xu Zeqing's side face, and admired Xu Xingguang's ruthlessness. "You are really ruthless, you can't see me flying on the branches, do you want to drag the entire Xu family to struggle in the mud with you? Xu Xingguang, can you bear to see your father running into walls everywhere and living a life of groveling? ”

Hearing this, Xu Xingguang's eyes became playful.

Looking at it like this, You Mingyue and the others didn't know that Xu Zeqing and You Jingqiu planned to kill her and send her to marry the Huo family.

"Dad..."Xu Xingguang looked at the middle-aged man who was talking and laughing with Chu Zimu in the courtyard, and she said in a deep voice: "My father, of course I will love him well." I will definitely let him live a life of fine clothes and food, carefree life. I swear. ”

Staring at the corners of Xu Xingguang's upturned mouth, You Mingyue felt a chill in her heart for no reason.

Could it be that something happened between Xu Xingguang and Uncle Xu that she didn't know?

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This meal was made by You Jingqiu, who showed her lifelong cooking skills and made a full banquet of the Manchurian and Han people. The taste of the dish cannot be said to be delicious, but it is not unpleasant either.

Chu Zimu loves the house and Wu, and adds half a bowl of rice to the face, and also flatters You Jingqiu's cooking skills just right.

You Jingqiu smiled when she heard this.

Chu Zimu's attitude towards You Jiaoyang was very friendly, and he pushed the cup and exchanged lamps with him during the banquet, as if he had developed into a good brother. You Jiaoyang is also a person who is very good at judging the situation, and befriending Chu Zimu is only good for his career, and it is rare for him to pick up his wine glass and drink with Chu Zimu.

Xu Zeqing saw that Chu Zimu had a warm attitude and loved You Mingyue very much, so he was very optimistic about this marriage. He couldn't wait to immediately pull Chu Zimu to the study to talk carefully about his desire to start a new business and make a comeback. But he also understood the reason that he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and he didn't want to arouse Chu Zimu's disgust, so he could only endure it.

During the entire banquet, only Xu Xingguang was like a rice machine, cooking expressionlessly.

After eating, she went to the old man's room to help Xu Qingnian turn over, and then went to the university town with the materials to go through the procedures for resuming school.

As soon as she left, the atmosphere in the room was completely lively.

*

When she came to the gate of Yujiang Normal University, Xu Xingguang remembered that she had forgotten to prepare an inch.

There was a photography studio next to the school gate, but these days happened to be the first day of school, and there was a long queue outside the studio.

Thinking that Cangshan Town was just behind the university town and could be reached across a big road, she didn't want to waste time queuing here, so she decided to go to the old house left by her mother in Cangshan Town to have a look.

At noon, the town sandwiched between Cangshan and the university town is rarely sunny. On the first day of school, the business of restaurants on the old streets of the town was very good, and Xu Xingguang walked on the crowded and noisy old streets, and he failed to find the memories of his childhood.

In the end, I have been away for too long, and my memories are blurred.

She followed the house number until she found the end of the street, and then she saw the small building number 219. The outside of the small building was overgrown with creepers, and the iron gate was a little rusty, and she saw the overgrown yard through the crack in the iron door.

Staring at this building, Xu Xingguang finally recovered some vague memories.

She vaguely remembers the clip of her childhood when she held a lotus pod picked from the farmland and stood outside the iron gate and called for her mother to come downstairs to taste it.

Other than that, Xu Xingguang couldn't think of anything else.

She opened the shopping site and ordered a lawn mower, hoe and sickle online, intending to make the small building what she wanted by herself.

After placing the order, Xu Xingguang smelled a smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

The smell of medicine is a little familiar.

Xu Xingguang came to the door of the neighbor's house next door, looked up at the open iron gate, and saw a billboard hanging on the iron gate, which read-

Drunken beauty photo studio.

What an unpretentious name.

Looking through the small courtyard paved with stones, Xu Xingguang saw a photography studio.

The facilities inside are simple, only a computer, a printer and a photo screen, and there is a bar stool in front of the screen.

It's really a sparrow, although small, with all kinds of organs.

It was really sleepy and someone sent a pillow, and she just needed to take a photo, so she raised her feet and walked in.

Xu Xingguang stood in the courtyard and shouted inside: "Boss, are you there?" ”

After a moment of silence, a lazy tone sounded: "Here, the inch photo starts from 15 yuan, the single photo starts from 20, and the posthumous photo does not charge money." ”

Xu Xingguang was intrigued by the last five words.

She walked into the photo studio and stared at the lounge behind the frosted glass door, from which the smell of Chinese medicine came from.

Through the shadow reflected in the frosted glass door, Xu Xingguang saw that there was a reclining chair inside, and a person was sitting on it, motionless.

Xu Xingguang asked the person in the house: "Why don't you charge for the statue?" "For this kind of small photo studio, posthumous photos and inch photos are their main source of income.

If you don't charge money for your posthumous license, what kind of business do you do?

"The last photo," the man said, "That is the last trace of a person's life and the world, and after a person dies, he can only look at the world through his posthumous care." Priceless treasure, no money. "The man's tone of voice is always very slow, like a jar of Chinese medicine, you have to fry it slowly, and boil it carefully to get the essence.

Xu Xingguang thought of his ridiculous tenth life, thought of the three years she had been asleep, and thought of the unfortunate past when she was almost sent to the West by Xu Zeqing to marry in the west, and suddenly said: "Then take a posthumous photo for me?" ”

This time, there was silence for nearly a minute before the other party said, "Little girl, you are young, what are you doing filming this thing?" ”

"Whether you are young or old, there is always a time when you can use it." Xu Xingguang asked him, "Do you want to take a picture?" ”

“... Clap. ”

Xu Xingguang saw the man get up from the recliner and walk over.

With a clatter, the frosted door was pushed open, and a broad-shouldered, long, but slightly thin man appeared between the partition doors.

He wore a loose black sweater and trousers, and a pair of sandals on his bare feet, and his slender limbs swayed under the thin fabric, as if he didn't know the cold. But he was holding a hot water bag in his hand, and his fingers were hidden in it, and he didn't even show his wrists.

Seeing this man, Xu Xingguang seemed to see a plum blossom blooming in the cold night of the ice and snow.

The man had cold white skin like ice and snow, and the crimson thin lips dotted on the cold white cheeks, which made his whole person come alive. The decadent long hair is scattered casually on the forehead, and the facial features exposed under the tips of the hair are written everywhere with the words "Thin and unrighteous and don't enter the living".

Under the influence of Xu Zeqing, Xu Xingguang no longer believes in physiognomy.

Some people, with bodhisattva statues, do pickled things.

The fact that this person in front of him has a handsome face that is unkind does not mean that he has a merciless heart.

The boss walked past Xu Xingguang towards the camera, Xu Xingguang followed behind, stared at the cold white and clean neck exposed at the back of his head, and asked, "I'm just wearing it like this, is it appropriate to take pictures?" She felt that she should dress solemnly and formally for the posthumous photo.

The boss said: "Lord Yama is not beautiful, ugly, fat and thin, he wears everything the same." ”

"You're talking funny."

The boss didn't mean to continue talking, he put his hand warmer bag next to his computer and reached for the camera. Xu Xingguang quickly glanced at the boss's right hand, the metacarpal bones were wide and the knuckles were slender, and even the shape of the nail bed was just right and perfect.

Damn, this person was really born on her aesthetic point somewhere.

It's a pity that it's a sick seedling, and it doesn't go through tossing.

Such a baby can't be touched, but it's still okay to be teased. "The first time I took a posthumous photo, I was a little nervous, and the boss talked to me for a while."

Xu Xingguang put down the canvas bag in his hand, looked at the computer desk, and took the initiative to ask for the boss's information, "What is the boss's name?" ”

The boss cherishes the words like gold: "Huo." ”

"Boss Huo?" Thinking of the fresh and refined name of this photo studio, Xu Xingguang asked jokingly: "It won't be called Huo Zui, right?" Intoxicating that drunk? ”

The boss was holding the camera to adjust the parameters, he stared at the black background curtain presented in the lens, and his crimson lips touched up and down, correcting Xu Xingguang: "Sinful sin." ”

Xu Xingguang was stunned for a moment.

Ho sin.

Convicted.

How can any parent give their child such a name?

Xu Xingguang wisely didn't continue to ask.