sinovels Chapter 30
Chapter 30
Chen Hongxin's crying sound lasted for a long time.
Half an hour ago, someone knocked on the door of Meng Jiao's room, and when it was opened, Chen Hongxin's face was pale as if he had seen a ghost.
The other party looked around vigilantly, as if confirming that there was no one around, and met Meng Jiao's eyes while stepping into the room with his left foot. For some reason, a bean-sized teardrop rolled down from his eye socket.
Meng Jiao was shocked.
Chen Hongxin wept more and more, blurring his vision, and he looked at Meng Jiao in tears, as if he was looking at the last straw to save his life.
He was wrong. He used to think that Meng Jiao was the most terrifying existence in this family, but now that he thinks about it, Meng Jiao is simply an angel.
Everyone else wanted his life, but Meng Jiaojian simply wanted his money, and even looked down on his money.
In Chen Hongxin's whimpering intermittent description, Meng Jiao concluded: "So Meng Jinyan asked you to return to the financial position and become a commercial spy?"
"How can I do such a smart thing? I can steal the company's official seal at most." Chen Hongxin's complaints faded in Meng Jiao's eyes, "And it may not be possible to steal it."
Instead, he became more and more aware of his abilities.
"Wipe." Meng Jiao handed him the tissue paper.
"Thank you." Chen Hongxin was about to be moved by such warmth and burst into tears, but seeing that Meng Jiao's expression showed a little impatience, he tried his best to restrain himself.
Meng Jiao rubbed his temples with a headache. The way Chen Hongxin looked up at the sky at 45 degrees and held back his tears was so hot that he didn't want to see it at all.
"To be honest, if you show your current appearance to Meng Jinyan, he will definitely not let you do anything again." Meng Jiao sincerely gave advice.
Meng Jinyan even doubted his own IQ, so he found Chen Hongxin.
Chen Hongxin shook his head crazily: "No, I'm scared when I meet him, and I can't say a word."
"Is Meng Jinyan out of his mind?" Meng Jiao thought.
After thinking about it again, it shouldn't be bad, it's just a simple judgment mistake and finding the wrong person. The mistake is that the impression of Chen Hongxin was not updated in time.
Changing to the former Chen Hongxin may have a very different result. He is stupid, selfish and ambitious, so he is an excellent candidate.
The problem is that Chen Hongxin is now a migrant worker on a construction site, and he never thinks about things other than his monthly salary.
"Let's go, you can talk to the old man." Meng Jiao got up to go out.
He doesn't know anything about the company either, so it's better to leave it to Meng Zhenhua.
Chen Hongxin sniffed loudly: "Huh?"
"Ah?" Meng Jiao turned his head, tilted his head slightly, and repeated his tone.
Chen Hongxin was shocked, and explained in fear: "No, I just didn't expect to find the old man."
Meng Jiao was surprised: "Otherwise, what do you want me for?"
"I thought it would be great if you could intercede with Meng Jinyan for me." Chen Hongxin whispered.
Although the voice was very low, Meng Jiao could hear it clearly.
"I'm so proud of myself?" He couldn't understand Chen Hongxin's brain circuit.
Chen Hongxin said timidly, "It's quite big."
Meng Jiao breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Go or not, or get lost."
Chen Hongxin nodded in panic, "Go, go, go."
Meng Jiao didn't want to get involved in the affairs of Meng's company, so she found an excuse to stand outside the door and guard Meng Zhenhua's room.
Twenty minutes later, Chen Hongxin came out with a much more relaxed expression on his face, and said "goodbye" to Meng Jiao, and ran away with oil on the soles of his feet.
"Come in." Meng Zhenhua, who was sitting on the rocking chair, said to Meng Jiao.
"It's solved?" In order to talk to Meng Zhenhua conveniently, Meng Jiao simply sat down on the carpet.
"Let him not worry about it, just do his own thing."
Meng Zhenhua sighed helplessly.
The matter that could be solved with one sentence, the remaining 9 minutes and 59 seconds were used to comfort Chen Hongxin to be strong and stop crying. He finally understood why Meng Jiao felt extremely speechless and relieved when he first entered the door.
Several times he used the rocking chair tactic to relieve himself of wanting to punch someone.
"But Meng Jinyan actually has such thoughts." Meng Zhenhua sighed.
He thought that the eldest family was very close. Although Meng Jinyan was an adopted son, he was always very filial and got along well with Meng Chu. He had always listened to Meng Yunjie's words to complete every project well, and everyone affirmed his ability.
Looks like a perfect Meng family.
But I can understand that it is normal for young people to have ambitions.
"What a mess." He shook his head and sighed.
"Grandpa, do you want to move out with me?" Meng Jiao asked.
Meng Zhenhua shook his head: "You move out first, and I'll wait. Why should I leave? This is my home, and I have to find a way to drive them out."
Meng Jiao's idea of living alone had been revealed to Meng Zhenhua a long time ago. He had been at odds with other people a long time ago, but he was worried about the old man.
Kidney digging can be done, and it is not impossible to deal with an old man ruthlessly.
"No, let's talk about driving them away, you have to follow me first, they are all crazy, and the quality of people in our civilized society should be more careful." Meng Jiao argued hard.
The old man also agrees that everyone in Dafang's family is more or less paranoid, and getting along with each other will shorten their lives:
"I don't live with you, so I don't want to be disliked by young people. I have a house by myself, and I will move out when the time comes."
The grandfather and grandson reached a unanimous decision, and both of them were going to run away.
"It's a long-term plan to run away. You go to rest now." Meng Jiao stood up, pulled the old man from the rocking chair to the bed, turned off the light domineeringly, and said "good night".
Too many bad things have caused the old man's face to look a little tired recently. He must move out as soon as possible so that Meng Zhenhua can return to the happy little old man who only knows fishing and tourism.
Meng Jiao walked towards her room while thinking about the relocation plan, and then stopped.
Meng Jinyan seemed to wait for him there for a while, and said to him, "Let's have a chat."
Meng Jiao raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, but quickly accepted, and asked, "Go to the piano room?"
Meng Jinyan said, "It's right here."
At the end of the corridor is a storage room. No one has turned on the lights, and the silhouettes of people can only be seen clearly with the weak outdoor light.
"Chen Hongxin is looking for you?" Although Meng Jinyan's tone was rising, his tone was very certain.
"En." Meng Jiao nodded.
Meng Jinyan should have smiled: "I knew he was so unreliable, but I didn't expect to be able to reach this level..."
Meng Jiao was not interested in Meng's company, and as a result, both parties came to him with a strong desire to confide in him. At this point, he clearly expressed his resistance on his face.
Meng Jinyan sensed from Meng Jiao's defensive posture that he didn't want to hear more, so he stopped talking.
The atmosphere is quiet and quiet with a gentle breeze in the evening.
Meng Jinyan didn't know when he started to care about Meng Jiao's feelings, and he couldn't help trying to figure it out, obviously he never cared about such details before.
"Sorry, I couldn't help you." Meng Jinyan said.
The two knew each other well that it was about Meng Jiao's inexplicable rumors and cyber violence after the game.
Except for Meng Yunjie who didn't think about it, but he didn't know how much Meng Jinyan, who was always arranged by Meng Yunjie to do things, participated in it.
"I didn't persuade him." Meng Jinyan explained, stopped after half a sentence, and said in a self-deprecating voice, "Forget it."
He wanted to explain to Meng Jiao that he couldn't resist Meng Yunjie, there were many helpless reasons, but if he didn't help, he didn't help.
Meng Jiao responded generously: "It doesn't matter, I have solved it myself."
Meng Jinyan confirmed again: "Are you angry?"
"No." Meng Jiao said, the slender limbs exposed under the large and comfortable home clothes, still glowing like jade in the dark, leaning against the wall, with a very leisurely posture.
"Is there anything you want?" Meng Jinyan hoped to compensate Meng Jiao, "Give you an art studio?"
He originally planned to give Meng Jiao a house, but that would give Meng Jiao even more reasons to move out, and the chances for him to meet Meng Jiao became less and less, and he subconsciously didn't want such a scene to happen.
Meng Jiao turned her head and thought for a while: "It's too expensive, just buy me a few bags."
The conversation should have been very ordinary and relaxed, but Meng Jinyan felt that something was wrong. The emotional perception cultivated in the orphanage made him subconsciously explore, and then found——
Meng Jiao didn't care about him at all.
Only those who have a distant relationship will weigh interests and favors, care about the value of gifts, and reject emotions that exceed psychological boundaries.
"Meng Yunjie asked me to enter into a marriage contract with Meng Chu, but I refused." He didn't want to mention this matter to anyone other than the person involved, but for some reason, he said it naturally to Meng Jiao, as if he was eager to prove something.
"Really?" Meng Jiao thought about how to answer this question for a while, "Maybe you haven't recognized your feelings clearly, so it's good for both of you to refuse to calm down first."
Meng Jinyan seemed to have been poured a ladle of cold water to refresh his heart.
He thought that even if Meng Jiao had no love for him, he still had a good impression of him after they had known each other for many years, but it didn't turn out that he was not as good as even the most ordinary friends.
A few breaths of silence.
"Did I do something wrong?" he asked.
He couldn't see his facial features clearly, but Meng Jinyan's disappointment was obvious.
Meng Jiao suddenly laughed: "Cousin, you, like me, have a deceiving face."
Obviously only one point likes it, but it can pretend to be ten points.
For example, now, Meng Jinyan may only have a slight affection for him, but he shows a deep-rooted love and a hard-hit appearance.If it was placed on someone with average concentration, my heart would have been shaken long ago, and I would have been moved to comfort him.
The emotional liar Meng Xiaojiao used this trick 800 years ago, and it is no longer used now.
Meng Chu is the top saint, while Meng Jinyan is the top egoist. No matter how much he cares about you, loving yourself will always come first.The original owner had lived with him under the same roof for many years, yet he didn't even have the slightest bit of affection to send the original owner to death. The feelings in such a person's mouth were really unbearable.
He is not a cowardly cat waiting to be rescued in the corner, he is an ambitious wolf who digs kidneys in reserve.
Meng Jiao approached the window, and the street lamp and moonlight peeked in through the window, just shining on his body, just like the light and bright brushstrokes of a painter, and he could clearly see the playfulness and playfulness in his eyes.
Meng Jinyan's tall figure cast a shadow, which was cut into distorted pieces by the cracks in the wall and the lines of the floor tiles. His voice was dry and hoarse, and he said firmly:
"Ajiao, you hate me."
He once again miscalculated Meng Jiao's feelings for him.
"Not at all." Meng Jiao was very polite, as long as Meng Jinyan didn't harm his interests or hurt his grandfather, he could live in peace with him till the end of time.
Meng Jiao was a little tired after talking about his feelings with people for a long time, so he decisively decided to end this conversation.
"I'm going back to my room to sleep, good night."
He walked a few steps, suddenly remembered something and turned around, the voice in the night was also hazy: "Hurry up and deal with the wound."
The reason why I didn't go to the piano room was because there was a lamp there, and the light here was dim, so Meng Jiao couldn't find it by covering the wound with his hair.
It's just that Meng Jiao still smelled a very faint smell of blood, and he could see the dark part from the gap between the ends of his hair.
"Well hidden, but be careful not to leave a scar."
He didn't even ask about the reason for his injury, just plain, indifferent, casual care.
Meng Jinyan stopped where he was, and stroked his forehead unconsciously.
Only simple disinfection was carried out, and there was no time to bandage.
He pressed the bloody place, and after a little force, the bright red blood dripped again, and the healed tissue was torn apart, causing people to frown in pain.
so bad.
She knows how to make people fall in love, but she just doesn't like him.
This is how Meng Jiao hates torturing him.
The decision to move with Meng Zhenhua through consultation means that life is about to enter another new chapter.
Meng Jiao stopped fishing recently, and went to the building materials market and furniture market to pick out the decorations he wanted for his new home when he was free.
Although the decoration designer is generally contracted, the house-buying and decoration gene engraved in the DNA of the flower planter makes him restless.
The water friends in the live broadcast room were very angry. They were all addicted and formed a habit.
If you catch them, you catch them. How can you escape half of them?
Meng Jiao said that he did not really want to catch a group of middle-aged men.
Moreover, the live broadcast website has a reward mechanism. The anchors are evaluated on the list based on their daily online time, number of viewers, viewing time, etc. Some time ago, Meng Jiao’s update speed was very frequent. climb up,
Friends in the water all said: No, a live broadcast room must be opened, and their desire to win must stabilize Meng Jiao's ranking in the arena.
In view of everyone's enthusiasm, Meng Jiao simply turned on the camera to record the decoration process and completed the live broadcast task. Anyway, he has the final say on what to broadcast.
[Punching in every day, the first time I saw the anchor who left the water and walked on land]
Meng Jiao:?Why is your expression so strange
Others also commented:
[In addition to fishing, the anchor's aesthetics are also very good]
[Yeah, I really like several decorations. I didn’t expect that the anchor, as a young man, already has the excellent aesthetics of our elders]
Meng Jiao: ...Thank you, it was chosen for his grandfather
[The anchor is moving?Send a wave of meteor showers as a housewarming celebration, live a good life! ]
[Good boy, Uncle is very pleased. With a new home, you have to take responsibility and continue to work hard. Of course, you have to combine work and rest with fishing when you have time]
A meteor shower flashed up on the screen.
Meng Jiao couldn't help but said, "Thank you everyone, but there's no need to swipe."
[My dumb anchor who hasn't spoken for a long time finally spoke!I'm so touched, brothers continue to brush up]
In Meng Jiao’s previous live broadcasts, she only said “Hello everyone” at the beginning of the broadcast, and said “Goodbye” before the broadcast. Other than that, she had no communication with the comments. So much so that rumors of a mute anchor with a disabled body and a strong will spread on the platform, and they have been ridiculed by everyone since then.
[Since the anchor has spoken, can I ask if there is a link to the sofa you bought earlier?When my wife passed by and saw the screen, she liked it and wanted to buy it. ]
"Okay." To Meng Jiao, this was a trivial matter.
On the second day of the renovation, Meng Jiao thought that no one was watching, but there were many different voices:
[Wow, the storage that the anchor bought seems to be very useful, and the same style is used for planting grass]
[Next time I will also design the bay window cabinet like this]
[Where did you buy your paintings, kid?I love so much]
It was about a natural landscape oil painting that Meng Jiao put on the sofa.
"I drew it myself." Meng Jiao replied.
The other party quickly smashed a "Dream Castle": [Can you draw me one too]
"Sorry, I won't take orders for now." Meng Jiao said softly.
[Okay, it’s a pity, I also want to put a picture at home, I feel very good after seeing it]
The third, fourth, and fifth days of the live broadcast.
After Meng Jiao downloaded the broadcast, he received a message from Tu Ge.
[Bao, do you feel something is wrong with your live broadcast room? ]
Meng Jiao thought for a while:
[Yes, I have]
In addition to the familiar audience, there are also some other tourists, who often ask him where he bought things, and some Gu Ma have spoken a lot softer in the past two days.
Tu Ge sent him a link, which was a streamer's complaint:
[Pa Yi Pa is suddenly very popular, the anchor with a very strange account tone! ]
[Listen to me in detail, the aa entertainment live broadcast platform recently released a dumb anchor who specializes in fishing, and his fans are all middle-aged men.We all know how enthusiastic middle-aged men are about this hobby. I have been compared to PK for several days. The opposite side is quiet and beautiful, only the cicadas are chirping, and I sing and talk about cross talk, which is purely a joke.
The anchor finally stopped fishing these two days!I observed it, and it should be a live broadcast of decoration and shopping. I was overjoyed, I finally surpassed him, but his popularity soared to an unimaginable height in just three days. I thought he was on the list and I was very angry !Report and go!
But the platform told me that there is no problem, I thought he was the real son of the platform, I almost wanted to report the platform
As a result, I finally found out today. I found that my mother and my aunt took the accounts of my father and my uncle to keep planting grass and household goods in the live broadcast room every day. They were more kind to him than to me. One bite at a time, "What did Xiaomeng recommend today?" ", and asked me how to give Dream Castle and Rose Manor, saying that I want to give Xiaomeng a perfect home!
My family, I now finally know what it means to be red in my life/Rose withered.jpg/]
Meng Jiao: ...
No wonder some people still want him to wear long johns. Is this the warmth of a mother?
But what long johns to wear in summer!
He didn't know what to reply for a long time, because he himself thought it was a bit outrageous, and finally replied Tu Ge with a series of ellipses.
[At the beginning I advised you to take the route of good-looking anchor, I was narrow-minded! ]
Meng Jiao didn't show her face from the beginning to the end, harvesting the hearts of countless uncles and aunts.
[Otherwise, show your face and reap the hearts of young people to enrich the age structure of fans]
Meng Jiao replied: [No more, I want to keep a low profile]
He doesn't intend to cash in on these traffic now, let alone become so famous that everyone can recognize him.
[Brother, you are the opposite of low-key, don’t think about it]
Fine.
He turned off the tipping first.
……
Many people who followed Meng Jiao's account found that his homepage had added a sentence: "You don't need to give me gifts, just take a look, thank you everyone"
"Aren't you stupid to not give him money?" A female voice that Meng Jiao didn't expect whispered.
Mrs. Gu secretly sat in front of the sofa to check the courier.
Yes, she also inadvertently became a user caught in Meng Jiao's live broadcast room.
The reason was that a rich woman she knew was following the live broadcast room. Although she didn't show her face, she immediately recognized Meng Jiao's voice.
She dismissed it, and she really didn't want to be on stage, so she went to be an anchor. Is the Meng family so short of his money?
Some clocks made by unknown watchmakers in Northern Europe, and some ceramic flowers hidden in the deepest part of the flower and bird market.
How shabby, how cheap, how much she should disdain, but how beautiful, and how much she wants to have it!
Her heart was shaken crazily.
And before Meng Jiao, she seldom knew about these handicrafts that were good-looking in the minority.
Small crowd means small number.
They secretly competed in the circle of ladies, scrambling to grab the remaining few pieces.
The one you grab yourself is the most fragrant!
And everyone agrees that the most exciting and unforgettable are the paintings drawn by Meng Jiao himself, the plain white porcelain cup with paints to outline the patterns, and the steel wire that turns into a blooming rose with just a twist.
It's a pity that the anchor doesn't take orders and doesn't show his face. If you can't even find someone, don't mention spending money on him to help create.
Mrs. Gu is proud that she is different from others, and other noble ladies envy her because Meng Jiao likes Gu Donglin, and with this relationship, they should be quite close.
But it's so annoying, why Meng Jiao!
She and Meng Jiao didn't get along, so what's the use of getting to know each other.
And after watching the live broadcast, I realized that Meng Jiao's usual speech is not at all like the delicate little white flower in front of her who is about to faint at any time, but soft-spoken, with a breeze on his face, and responsive to every request.
Who is mad!
pissed her off!
Her attitude towards Meng Jiao bounced back and forth between the virtual "he is so gentle" and the real "he is so annoying".
"mom?"
As soon as Gu Donglin entered the door, he saw Mrs. Gu's face showing two expressions of elation and gnashing of teeth at the same time, which was very exciting.
"What are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking about Meng Jiao." Mrs. Gu blurted out unconsciously.
When she found Gu Donglin, she quickly adjusted her expression, coughed lightly, and returned to the appearance of an elegant lady: "cough cough."
How the hell would he think of Meng Jiao?
Gu Donglin was puzzled.
Mrs. Gu glanced at Gu Donglin, and heard that her son and Meng Jiao got along more and more harmoniously.
She had a lot of opinions when she heard the news, but now.
"Is he good at drawing?" Mrs. Gu raised her swan's neck proudly, and said in a humble tone, "Can you draw one for me?"
"Don't tell me it was for me."
Even more humble.
Gu Donglin didn't expect his mother to notice these things: "Yes, he really draws well, I'll try."
Mrs. Gu's eyes lit up.
Gu Donglin couldn't help but find it funny when he noticed the change in his mother.He took off his suit and went back to the chair in the room, letting him relax.
I don't know when, the name "Meng Jiao" began to appear frequently in his life.
Meng Jiao is being accepted by more and more people around him.
Gu Donglin didn't know if this was a good thing, but he could feel that he was not resisting.
His unfocused eyes landed on the photo frame on the table, the first photo of him and Qin Yu, Qin Yu smiled while holding the bouquet he sent, and he nervously wanted to get closer.
Gu Donglin hesitated for a moment, and moved the music box next to the photo frame that Meng Jiao gave him as a birthday present, gradually trying to block the photo.
The phone rang an exclusive notification tone, and Qin Yu, who hadn't contacted him since the confession was rejected, sent him a message for the first time:
[Alin, how are you doing recently]
The author says:
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