Chapter 113, Fame (please subscribe!)

Author: March Mazhu

Chapter 113, Fame (please subscribe!)

After a rare day off, Meng Wenjie forced Lu An to fight for a drink, but both sides were injured and were drunk.

Drunk and unconscious.

After spending all his efforts, he brought the two of them back to the room. His sister-in-law couldn't help but sigh: "Wenjie has always been able to drink well, and there are not many people in the unit who are opponents. Why is Lu An so fierce and even got Wenjie drunk."

Li Meng said: "Xiao An should be good physical condition and can be born to drink."

My mother and sister-in-law went down the first floor, but Meng Qingshui didn't follow her. She first looked at the people on the bed for a while. After watching for a long time, at one moment, he couldn't help but attach his right hand to his face and gently stroked it.

In the first year of junior high school, every time he kissed himself, he liked to touch his face with his hands, and Meng Qingshui recalled shyly.

At that time, the two of them knew nothing, and everything was good and bad, and they learned from TV and books.

In a daze, he felt a person sitting at the head of the bed, but he drank too much and his body did not allow him to be clear-headed, so he finally fell asleep in a drowsy and deep sleep.

In the morning, Meng Qingchi called home and his sister-in-law answered.

Meng Qingchi asked: "I heard from my uncle that Wenjie was transferred to the county town?"

When talking about this, my sister-in-law's excitement still did not fade: "Yes, the county has been transferred to the county town, the Finance Bureau."

Meng Qingchi was also happy and asked, "He has loved the excitement since he was a child. Have you helped him hold a drink to celebrate this time?"

"I celebrated and called out a few people with good relationships. After drinking a lot of wine, he was drunk." My sister-in-law described the situation last night and this morning.

Meng Qingchi knew the elder brother's alcohol tolerance, and was very surprised that Xiao An could compete with him. Then he asked with concern: "Xiao An is still at home?"

"Here, I'm drunk and sleeping."

As he said that, the sister-in-law showed her gossipy nature: "Tell you something fun, Lu An slept in the bed, and Qingshui was always by the bedside. According to our mother's words, this little daughter got in."

Meng Qingchi was a little stunned when he heard this, and then smiled slightly, not surprised at all, as if he could have foreseeed this situation long ago.

My sister-in-law asked: "Qingchi, when will you come back?"

Meng Qingchi said: "My uncle plans to transfer my job to Xiangya Hospital. I will stay here for a while and may come back before the Qingshui college entrance examination."

In fact, there is nothing particularly important in the Changsha City. She has a relationship with her uncle and aunt in her work transfer, and her excellent resume and tutor in Xiangya Hospital, she just needs to go through a simple process.

But she didn't want to go back to Baoqing so early. She didn't know how to face Xiao An and Qingshui, so all she could do was to avoid it as much as possible and create as many opportunities as possible for the two of them.

Of course, she will not be idle either. In addition to reading and studying, she will also go over to work when her tutor is in the hospital and listen carefully and study hard.

The weather was high and the air was bright in the morning, but the weather changed at noon, with dark clouds and thunderstorms in the afternoon. In the rumbling thunder, Lu An woke up and was awakened by the thunder.

I opened my eyes in a daze and found someone at the head of the bed. Meng Qingshui fell asleep at the head of the bed at some point.

Looking at the face in front of him that was so familiar that it could not be more familiar, Lu An fell silent.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze, got out of bed quietly, then gently picked her up and placed it flat on the bed.

After standing in front of the bed for two minutes, Luan exited the house.

The moment the door closed, Meng Qingshui's long eyelashes trembled a few times, and then opened her eyes.

In fact, she woke up when he just got up, but the situation was a little embarrassed. She actually kept him for most of the day. In a shy mood, she simply chose to pretend to be asleep.

In the evening, the rain stopped and a rainbow appeared in the sky.

Seeing him looking at the sky boredly in the yard, Meng Wenjie came over and asked, "Can you still drink it today?"

Lu An shook his head, "I won't drink it tonight. My body is tender and I need to take good care of it."

Meng Wenjie laughed and reached out to pat his shoulder: "Ji and Qingshui are really in the same mind. I just heard that I wanted to continue drinking at night, but she didn't like me. I pulled you to drink, saying that you hadn't drunk much before, and I was afraid that you would lose your body after a few meals."

Hearing this, looking at Meng Qingshui looking over here, Lu An stopped thinking about returning to Guifei Lane tonight.

After dinner, Lu An was practicing the questions, and Meng Qingshui was with him, but the math problems he was doing were reviewing physics.

During this period, he asked the girl several math questions, all of which were big questions about the combination of inequality and parabolic curves.

Looking at these questions, Meng Qingshui stumbled for a while and whispered for a long time: "You used to be able to pick up questions of such difficulty."

Lu An knew his family affairs and immediately said, "It was the past, now it is the present, things are wrong, you also know that English was the most difficult for me in the past, but now English is almost full marks, which is a shift of interest."

The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, a sentence that things change, and the interest changes, Meng Qingshui feels like a knife to cut off her heart. On several occasions, she wants to blurt out: Is sister really so much better than me?

But she was very knowledgeable and didn't ask.

And she was keenly aware that some words could be understood but could not be said, otherwise she would have to draw a red line with a clear boundary.

That night, Meng Qingshui patiently taught him how to solve the problem, and each step was explained in detail. The two of them did not part until very late and went back to their rooms to rest.

That night, Meng Qingshui was stunned at Xinli for a long time, and finally used a red pen to draw a big circle on the year 1995.

By 1995, I was exactly 21 years old, and my sister began to attract him at this age.

The next day, Meng Wenjie and his sister-in-law left and went to work in the county town.

Lu An followed the Meng family yard, which he left with him and took the bus back to Guifei Lane.

These days, buses are very crowded. They are mixed with bad breath, body odor, body odor and sweat odor, which can kill a person. He is already motion sickness, and when he encounters these things, it will be extremely bad.

After choosing a position near the window, Lu An looked outside in the same way to distract himself.

"Have you heard that there was a painter in Guifei Lane. A painting costs 20,000 yuan. It sounds so scary, isn't it true?"

Suddenly, a female voice like this appeared in the chat next to her.

"It's fake. My man told me about this when he came back from outside for dinner, but I didn't believe it. They didn't think about it. They bought 20,000 yuan per painting. Isn't it enough to rob the money? I dare not sing the opera like this." A young woman obviously didn't believe it.

At this time, an old man put down his cigarette gun and said, "If you don't believe it, it doesn't mean there is no such thing as this world. You Baoqing has never been there. You can only blame you for seeing Qian. My eldest nephew lives in Guifei Lane. He told us that it is true. That person is his neighbor. Because he is born well and can draw, a widow comes to the door in the middle of the night and takes the initiative to throw himself into his arms."

An aunt was most interested in this matter and asked quickly: "Has that widow succeeded? Is that widow handsome? How many grams will I get in a night?"

The old man shook his head: "The widow is handsome, but it is said that he is not successful. He has great skills and is not surprising at all."

Hearing this, Lu An breathed a sigh of relief. When did he become so famous?

How long has it been? Li Dong, who was so damn goodbye, almost killed me if he didn't speak.

After hearing a few people were still talking about the widow and the painter, and the topic became more and more distorted, Lu An couldn't listen anymore and said in a singular voice: "I know the painter you are talking about, so I live in Guifei Lane."

The aunt immediately became excited: "Isn't the widows who came to the door true? Is that the painter a man?"

Lu An was ashamed and explained: "You only listen to one thing, but you don't know the second. That widow is famous for being in our Guifei Lane, but no man dares to touch her."

"Why? Aren't the widow more beautiful?" asked the young woman.

Lu An looked around the young woman and blushed her face before she said Widow Zhang’s own words: “They all say that the widow is afraid of her husband, who dares to touch this?”

Everyone looked at each other, then sighed repeatedly, saying that it was a pity. Many bachelors were with Shi Niang all day long, but this was still a waste of money.

ps: Let’s update one chapter first, and there are two updates later today.

I came back very late last night. A big old man asked why I was arrested. I didn’t wear a helmet or a motorcycle driver’s license. That’s it…

Another day I have to go to the county to take the first subject, which is sad.
Chapter completed!