sinovels Chapter 2
Chapter 2
The moment the collar was loosened, Chen Hongxin took a big breath of fresh air, his legs were trembling, and his face was covered with tears.
Meng Jiao took several steps back in disgust.
One minute later, Chen Hongxin regained his composure. He had caught a glimpse of Meng Jiao from the corner of his eye earlier, and now he was furiously offended, and he raised his hand tremblingly: "Meng Jiao, you are crazy... ..."
"What happened to him?" Meng Zhenhua interrupted him.
A fist hit the air, and Chen Hongxin felt that he had suffered a serious internal injury, so he fixed his eyes angrily.
Why is his father really here!
Chen Hongxin was very afraid of this father-in-law.When he climbed to the high branch of the Meng family, the biggest challenge he encountered was Mr. Meng.
The old man looked down on him, if Meng Jiao's mother hadn't been crying, making trouble and hanged herself, he wouldn't be able to enter Meng's house.After they got married, they lived alone in the apartment. After Meng Jiao's mother passed away, he could find Meng's house only by holding the sick Meng Jiao.
As soon as he met Meng Zhenhua, he felt that all his petty thoughts had nowhere to hide.
The old man left Meng's house to travel around the world. Chen Hongxin secretly drove to the suburbs and lit a bunch of firecrackers. He found a small temple and wished that the old man would never return to city A again.
Now that the wish failed, Chen Hongxin's face turned livid.
"Dad, what are you doing...?" Chen Hongxin tried his best to adjust his expression, trying to apologize.
The old man ignored him at all, didn't give him a look, and only waved to Meng Jiao: "Ajiao, come and help me."
Seems to be well adjusted to Meng Jiao's violence.
Chen Hongxin watched helplessly as Meng Jiao responded, and stepped forward to support the old man.But the old man was hale and hearty, and he looked much stronger than Chen Hongxin. Wherever he needed help, he was clearly supporting Meng Jiao.
Chen Hongxin was a little dazed, wondering whether the Buddha had misheard his wish.
Just as puzzled as Chen Hongxin, the butler who ran out in a hurry and the servants who recognized the old man stared wide-eyed at the combination of the old man and Meng Jiao side by side.
After the old man withdrew from the company, he traveled around the world these years and gradually delegated power to his son, but he still holds the real power.Usually he is a one-sided personality, and he is not too close to the juniors in the family, a typical old version of the overlord image.
And Meng Jiao has always been a little transparent in the Meng family. He is usually arrogant and sensitive, and he can't make any troubles. However, compared with the eldest and young masters in the family, he seems very unlikable. There are not many people in the family. like him.When he arrived at Meng's house, the old man had already gone out to play, and there was no way they would meet. How did the two get along?
"You're back." The housekeeper nodded and bowed to the old man, and when he turned to face Meng Jiao, he hesitated for a moment and said, "You're back too, Second Young Master."
Meng Jiao nodded at him symbolically.
A group of people went to Meng's house to rest with their own thoughts.When the person with the most status in the family returned, everyone was inevitably a little panicked, and tea and snacks were prepared one after another.
Meng Zhenhua and Meng Jiao looked around leisurely and started chatting.
Meng Zhenhua showed off: "I designed this house, isn't it good?"
The decoration of Meng's house is more Chinese style, which is similar to the style of Meng Jiao's house before wearing the book.
In his previous life, his family was well-off, but that year his family's investment failed and went bankrupt, and the mistress raised by his scumbag father ran away with his last savings, and his family's financial situation plummeted.However, Meng Jiao is a young master. He has adapted mentally, but not physically.His scumbag father felt very guilty, and tried his best to give his son another favorable environment.In the end, the scumbag finally made a comeback, but Meng Jiao closed his eyes and went through the book.
"It's okay, the wood carvings are pretty good. I happen to lack one in my room." Meng Jiao nodded.
Meng Zhenhua praised: "I have a good eye. That carved huanghuali is more expensive than the vase next to it. Take it if you want it."
The housekeeper was a little dumbfounded, and wanted to say that it was Mr. Meng's favorite, but he took a look at Meng Zhenhua's appearance and silently shut up.
The father is here, where is the place for the son to talk.
In just half an hour, the two of them seemed like bandits entering the village, commenting and sweeping away, and the people behind were drenched in cold sweat.
After shopping around and returning to the living room, the housekeeper and servants breathed a sigh of relief, it was finally over.
Suddenly, Meng Jiao casually pointed to a painting hanging on the wall in the corridor and said, "That painting is pretty average, but your level is not very good."
A very ordinary Chinese painting of mountains and rivers, waterfalls, trees, etc., Meng Jiao could mass-produce dozens of pieces and sell them in tourist attractions the day before he wore the book.
The old man didn't like others to question him the most, so he immediately looked like a tyrant: "It's none of my business, how can I have such a bad aesthetic, that's what others put up later"
Meng Jiao was not afraid, she shrugged calmly.
Meng Zhenhua had nothing to do with him, so he said to others, "Hurry up and take it off, it's so ugly."
Chen Hongxin, who had been a transparent person beside him for a long time, said silently: "This... This is Xiaochu's painting."
Both grandparents and grandchildren stopped and looked at him at the same time, the hairs all over his body suddenly stood up, and goose bumps appeared, especially Meng Jiao's half-smile look, which was very beautiful and sharp, but it made him tremble inexplicably.
Chen Hongxin took a step back, side by side with the butler, shut up and looked at each other.
The housekeeper hesitated whether to take down the painting, after all, it was Meng Chu's handwriting, and the Meng family had long been used to life centered on Meng Chu.
Fortunately, someone solved his dilemma.
The next second, the door of the house was pushed open, and there were two people standing at the door.
The one on the left is relatively thin, about 1.7 meters tall, with a pale complexion and a bad complexion. After meeting their eyes, he smiled a little awkwardly and said, "Hi, Grandpa."
Meng Chu is here.
It came very quickly, I don't know if it was a letter from Qu Wen Bao or Meng Jia Bao.
The title of the book "The Sick Brother Is the Group's Favorite", as the name suggests, highlights all the key words.
Meng Chu is the sick and weak group who dotes on his younger brother. With him as the center of circle, everyone in a radius of ten miles loves him.It is a pity that he has been weak and sick since he was a child, suffering from cold, fever and kidney failure.But as the protagonist, he will definitely not die in the end, after all, Meng Jiao, the organ bank, will carry it for him.
And standing with Meng Chu, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with a gentle and gentlemanly demeanor, was Meng Jinyan, the young master of the Meng family.
At the end of the story, it was Meng Jinyan who defeated all of Meng Chu's admirers and succeeded in taking the position.
Of course, in response to the request of Jinhai Literature City, there is no orthopedic plot in this book, because Meng Jinyan was adopted by the Meng family.
[Meng Jinyan embraces Meng Chu after the operation, and after a long wait, his little Chu finally falls into his arms. ]
Just looking at the ending is very sweet, but at the cost of the death of the original body, it is not so good.
The servant who was setting up the ladder and was about to fetch the painting stopped immediately when he saw Meng Chu, as if he felt guilty that his behavior had trampled on the other person's heart.
After comforting the bewildered servant with his eyes, Meng Chu asked, "Is there something wrong with this painting? This is a birthday present I gave to my dad last year for a week. Dad is very happy, so I hang it here."
His anxious tone softened his heart, and he even secretly accused Meng Jiao who said he couldn't paint before.
The second young master is ignorant, pretending to have art appreciation ability to hurt the young young master's heart, isn't it too much?
The old man didn't know their inner activities, so he nodded honestly, like a straight man who couldn't get a point: "You had one last year too, and it's still at this level, so don't draw it."
Meng Chu's face seemed to turn paler for a moment, and he whispered, "Then take it off, and I will put on another one after my painting skills are recognized by grandpa. I hope grandpa won't dislike me."
Worried that the old straight man would say something heartbreaking again, Meng Chu quickly changed the subject, sat on the sofa and asked about Meng Zhenhua's travel experience. For a while, only Meng Chu and Meng Zhenhua were talking, and everyone else was reduced to a foil.
The Meng family is normal, as long as there is Meng Chu, it is the place where everyone's eyes gather.Even though the original body was chatting well with others a second ago, when Meng Chu came, the original body was completely ignored by others, which made the original body's glass heart shatter into pieces.
Maybe this is the halo of the protagonist in the legend, but Meng Jiao prefers to call it "C cancer".
Meng Jinyan habitually sat next to Meng Chu, looking like a gentle scum, like a perfect guardian.
His gaze shifted from Meng Chu who was talking to Meng Zhenhua who had returned without warning, and finally landed on Meng Jiao.
Almost as soon as he entered the door, he would see Meng Jiao for the first time strangely.
His eyebrows, nose, and lips are extremely distinctive and beautiful, and there is a small mole on his eyebrows, which makes the combination inexplicably gorgeous.He was holding black tea in his hand, his eyes stayed on the tea soup, he seemed to notice that someone was looking at him, and slowly raised his eyes.
I don't know if it was because of the wind, but Meng Jinyan seemed to smell the aroma of citrus shower gel on the other party.
Meng Jiao raised his head, glanced at him like a fleeting shadow, and called him "cousin".
Very cold, but inexplicably warm.
Ignoring the temptation in Meng Jinyan's eyes, Meng Jiao leisurely enjoyed the afternoon tea time.
From the moment he walked in, Meng Jiao discovered that the original body was just a background board in the eyes of the people around him, so transparent that it hardly left any special impression on people.
Especially before the plot really started, when the tool man hadn't come into play, the people around him only remembered him as Meng Jiao, the second young master of the Meng family.
However, this also gave Meng Jiao a great deal of freedom, and any differences from the original body would not arouse suspicion.
Sure enough, Meng Jinyan only stared at him for a moment, then looked away, looking dotingly at Meng Chu who was trying to chat with Meng Zhenhua.
"Ajiao." Meng Chu suddenly cue Meng Jiao.
"Huh?" Meng Jiao responded with a nasal snort.
Meng Chu put his hands on his knees, his eyes gleamed with water: "How can you hit Brother Qu Wen?"
Use "how", not "why".
The gap of a word makes a huge difference.
The latter may just be pure doubts, while the former will directly condemn you and fast-forward to the link of asking the teacher for guilt.
Like many times in the past, when the original owner or others made a mistake, Meng Chu brought it up in the chat softly, and Chen Hongxin jumped out and scolded him for being ignorant, which made the original owner especially hate Meng Chu.
As soon as Meng Chu spoke, Chen Hongxin's DNA moved instantly, and he wanted to take over the conversation and reprimand Meng Jiao.
As a result, after meeting Meng Jiao's gaze, his whole body was shocked, and he forcibly pushed back the restless DNA.
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When the atmosphere calmed down, Meng Chu asked again, with a progressive change in his tone, and said righteously: "Ajiao, Brother Qu Wen is kind enough to visit you, how can you beat people indiscriminately?"
Meng Chu always judges the surrounding things with the attitude of a high judge, which the author calls "gentle and firm".
Fortunately, Meng Jiao is also very brave, tolerant, polite, and good at communicating.
He holds out his wrist.
His wrist was slender, blue-purple blood vessels were clearly visible on the cold white skin, and there was also a needle eye with blood stains, adding to the sense of vulnerability.
Meng Chu was puzzled, not understanding what Meng Jiao meant.
He shook his hand, making the movement of shaking the handcuffs, and the expression on his face looked a hundred times more obedient than Meng Chu's.
"Then call the police and arrest me."
Meng Jiao sincerely suggested.
The author says:
Edited the text a bit, Alajiao is the most well-behaved child in the world! (no wonder)
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Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 9008135 bottle of Stella_1;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!