Master Zhen doesn't want to inherit the family business

There should be some truth in what he said, because Bi Lanyan, who was particularly at odds with Meng Yunzhou, frowned and thought about it for a long time, remembering the first time when he didn't like Meng Yunzhou.

At that time, when they were only five or six years old, Bi Lanyan and Cheng Fei were mischievous. They dug a piece of land at the door, piled up a lot of sand, and played a game of building a house.

Because this place was developed by Bi Lanyan, he is the most proficient at building a house or digging a hole with a shovel.

In this way, one day a boy with big eyes who could be called beautiful passed by here, he stood by and watched them play for a long time, Cheng Fei invited him to play together.

The boy seemed to be waiting for someone, he thought for a while and walked over.

Bi Lanyan originally thought that if a newcomer came, his project would definitely have more fans, but Meng Yunzhou easily built a castle. Compared with this, Bi Lanyan's small villa was not enough.

So Bi Lanyan made an appointment with him to build it the next day, but Meng Yunzhou never played with them again. Bi Lanyan didn't have a chance to avenge his shame, so he felt that the boy looked down on him.

The likes and dislikes between children often come for no reason. Later, it was probably because he found that the beautiful boy could not only build big castles with sand, but also crushed him in every aspect, which made Bi Lanyan unable to develop a good impression for a while.

But after thinking about it this way, Bi Lanyan felt a little embarrassed.

Bi Lanyan: [In short, he is your enemy now, and maybe he deliberately showed the enemy weakness?You thought you got a glimpse of the pervert's real body, maybe it was just the tip of the iceberg he wanted you to see. 】

Tang Xing was very disapproving: [The premise is that I am an enemy in his heart. 】

Tang Xing said again: [And I feel that if he needs to use tricks to deal with me, it is also an honor for me. 】

It means that in the eyes of the other party, I am a very important person.

Bi Lanyan: […] Why do I feel ridiculed?

Probably because of guilty conscience.

Tang Xing read Bi Lanyan's words again, staring at the words "tip of the iceberg", her thoughts turned to another direction.

Tang Xing: [It would be great if you really show your weakness to the enemy, I want me to show my abs...]

William: [He still has abdominal muscles? ? 】

Cheng Fei: 【Can I see it too? 】

Bi Lanyan almost couldn't come up in one breath: [? ?Can you all be sober! 】

Bi Lanyan said angrily: [Tang Xing, how do you know he has abdominal muscles?You just came back to know so many things? 】

Tang Xing explained: [I think so, he wakes up early to exercise every day, he must have. 】

Bi Lanyan: [... I will talk to you again today, I am mentally retarded. 】

Tang Xing: [Then I advise you to put down your phone now and get through today. 】

Bi Lanyan: [You still have a big move waiting for me? 】

As soon as he said harsh words, he slapped himself in the face.

Tang Xing: […]

Wei Lian: [Hahahaha, Second Young Master Bi's essence has been exposed. 】

Cheng Fei: [How about we change the subject? ] Changed the subject very abruptly.

Tang Xing came to Meng Yunzhou's room again, the infusion was coming to an end, the person on the bed had his eyes closed, but Tang Xing always had the feeling that he was awake.

The doctor came over and pulled out the needle, Meng Yunzhou opened his eyes at the right time, looking at Tang Xing with clear eyes.

Both of them were quiet and didn't speak. Tang Xing was thinking about what to say. When he was about to return to Meng's house, he thought that if Lao Tang was still alive, this matter might be much easier.

He can always solve all the problems humorously and optimistically. Tang Xing thought, if that is the case, then he should have the right to choose how to live his life in the future.

Although he still has the right to choose now, Meng Yunzhou seems to be gone. He only has this one father, and the real father left this world before meeting him.

Oh, and not just dad, his mom left too.

Tang Xing originally thought that Dai Laotang had a look at his own son with his own eyes, so that he could feel more at ease when he went to pay homage to him in the future.

But seeing Meng Yunzhou now, not to mention Lao Tang, Tang Xing himself felt that it was difficult to make people feel at ease.

Tang Xing thought it would be too sensational to say these words. In the relationship between the two, it was more like he was showing his weakness and playing the emotional card.

But now that I have thought about Lao Tang...

Tang Xing said, "Do you know what happened to Lao Tang's cemetery?"

In Meng's house, there was almost nothing that Meng Yunzhou didn't know. He reached out his hand to grab the mobile phone on the bedside table, but Tang Xing stopped immediately when he saw that it was the hand that was infusing the drip.

Tang Xing spoke unconsciously with a temper: "What are you doing? I'll get you what you want?"

Meng Yunzhou turned his head, his eyes soft: "I want to show you my phone."

Tang Xing took his mobile phone over, handed it to him, watched Meng Yunzhou's slender fingers tap it twice, and then showed Tang Xing the screen of the phone: "The cemetery has been selected, and the positions of these three pictures are different. After confirming the location, it will take some time to go through the process, and we can officially move before the end of the month."

They are all pitfalls, and Tang Xing doesn't understand these things: "Which one do you think is better?"

Meng Yunzhou's eyes couldn't help but move, and he pointed to the picture in the middle: "If it were me, I would like it here. It can be sunny here, so it should be very warm, I think."

Tang Xing frowned slightly, as if she was chosen for him, but Tang Xing did not interrupt, after all, the other party was still a patient.

"The point is—" Meng Yunzhou continued: "This is the most expensive."

"That's it." Tang Xing affirmed.

Sick people need to rest more, that's what the doctor told him. Tang Xing lingered on some words, but still couldn't say them. He said good night to Meng Yunzhou, and walked towards the door.

Tang Xing turned off the light in Meng Yunzhou's room, and when he touched the doorknob, Meng Yunzhou's voice sounded hoarse because of illness.

The voice is a little soft: "that day... I will go with you."

It is a declarative sentence, not an interrogative sentence.

Tang Xing faced the door, and the people behind him couldn't see his expression. The corners of his mouth turned up a little bit, and the slightly astringent mood in his heart faded a lot.

Regardless of whether Meng Yunzhou saw that Tang Xing was hesitant to speak, or because he really wanted to go, this made Tang Xing very happy.

Tang Xing opened the door to go out and walked to her room, just in time to meet Dong Mian who was wearing a facial mask and wanted to go downstairs to drink water.

Dong Mian asked, "How is Yunzhou? This child rarely gets sick, but every time he gets sick, he has to repeat it for a while."

Tang Xing might be in a bad mood today, so he really wanted to say something to Dong Mian.

You don't know how to ask yourself?

I really want to know and ask the doctor.

But he looked at the other party for a while, and slightly curled the corner of his mouth: "It's not bad, he said that he knew that his parents would be worried, so he wanted to get better soon."

When Dong Mian heard this, her expression under the mask froze for a moment, and her heart was shocked for no reason. This kind of emotion made her a little strange, but she was telling her the fact that she was a mother.

No matter how strong and independent Meng Yunzhou's child is, he was just a child when he was sick.

She took the mask off her face casually, and walked into Meng Yunzhou's room regardless of what her face looked like.

Tang Xing shook her head slightly and went back to her room.

He didn't actually do any homework, but he's in college, and he finally got out of the shadow of high school, so he's not very interested for the time being.

Yes, doing so is a bit inconsistent with the spirit of "live and learn" advocated by the society, but he just wants to be a quiet fish for a few days.

Played the game for a while before going to bed, and fell asleep on the bed.

Tang Xing had a dream, dreaming that he was back in the high school class that year. He had no fighting spirit to study when he was just in the first year of high school. Lao Tang was just worried that he thought he might have no money to eat, so he hoped that he could go to school first. There is a direction to struggle.

For example, being a chef or a driver, well, if you think about it at a higher level, it would be nice if you could write a few novels, or be a teacher in a studio.

He thought so, and conveyed this message to his son seriously, so the father and son would think about the rationality of doing a certain job every day.

On the first day, they went to a small shop in the alley for dinner, and witnessed that the new help cook almost caused a fire because he knocked over the oil.

Lao Tang thought, no, Tang Xing might be even clumsier than that person.

The next day they thought it would be the driver. The driver drives every day, and if he is in a bad mood, he can sleep in. Then the news came out that the taxi driver had been kidnapped.

Lao Tang: ...Forget it, probably it's not suitable to discuss this kind of topic.

At that time, Tang Xing was a little shorter than Lao Tang, and Lao Tang reached out and touched the child's head and couldn't help but said, "I am such a good son, I will definitely find a job that I like and doesn't have to work too hard."

Tang Xing asked innocently: "Can I be a gourmet?"

At that time, Internet celebrity live broadcasts were not so popular, but Lao Tang didn't think this idea was so abnormal. He just nodded and encouraged: "Then you should at least know a few more nice words, and people can't ask you this." Why is it that when the food is delicious, you turn it over and over and you can only squeeze out the words delicious, super delicious, and super delicious, right?"

The netizen of Tang Xing also said similar things.

The name of the netizen is happy, and Tang Xing himself is called sunshine, because his father, Lao Tang, has always firmly believed that his son is a shining little sun. Tang Xing knows that he is such an existence, so Tang Xing also thinks that the other party’s name is , because this is a very happy person.

I am really happy. Every time Tang Xing sees this name, she will feel very happy too.

Happy told Tang Xing: [360 lines, the number one in every line, the highest level of any industry, is the desire and love from the heart. 】

sunshine: [From now on, I will be a gourmet and you will be a doctor. If I die because of eating, I hope you will save my life, doctor. 】

happy: [Then with such dedication and dedication, you will definitely become famous. 】

Hee hee, Tang Xing thinks that he will really become a gourmet.

But he really started to study hard, because he realized that, as Lao Tang said, gourmets not only only know how to eat...

Only eat... that's pigs.

Therefore, Tang Xing's learning journey can also be called a thrilling journey of how to distinguish himself from pigs.

During this process, he lost his strongest backing. Although he still loves to eat, he doesn't want to be a gourmet anymore.

After Tang Xing opened his eyes from the darkness, he found that this dream was not painful, after all, he was only thinking in the end: My dream is broken.

It's not - Lao Tang has already left me.

After Tang Xing woke up, she obediently lay down on the table and started writing her homework. After finishing her homework, she rarely reviewed the lessons she had learned.

The fear of being dominated by dreams.

Just staring at the book for a while, feeling a bit blurred in vision, Tang Xing reached out to wipe it and found himself crying.

He wiped it twice again, and the back of his hand was completely wet. He wanted to hold the tissue box over and wipe it off, but his eyes were blurred with tears. He only remembered the approximate location, and when he stretched out his hand, he touched something warm.

Tang Xing was startled, leaned back suddenly, and then wiped her eyes vigorously, only to see Meng Yunzhou appearing in her room.

Tang Xing was still in shock: "When did you come?"

Meng Yunzhou handed him a tissue: "I want to drink some water. I saw the lights in your room turned on. I knocked on the door but you didn't hear me. I thought you forgot to turn off the lights."

Crying like this, Meng Yunzhou couldn't pretend he didn't see it, and asked him softly: "What's wrong? You're in a new environment, don't you think you're not used to it yet?"

Tang Xing shook his head slightly, then hesitated after shaking, he couldn't tell the other party: I miss your father, he died young.

Tang Xing had no choice but to look at her book, and said with a mournful face: "Economics is too difficult, it made me cry."

Meng Yunzhou: "..."

It was the first time Meng Yunzhou saw such a situation, he comforted him and said, "It's actually not difficult, if you don't know how, I'll tell you."

Tang Xing rubbed her eyes: "Then I'm stupid."

Meng Yunzhou: "I happen to be patient."

Tang Xing wiped her nose with a piece of paper, and asked casually, "Then your patience is good enough to say the same question thirty times?"

A question mark slowly appeared above Meng Yunzhou's head:?

Tang Xing said proudly: "I had a friend before, he could do it."

After finishing speaking, she fell silent again. Tang Xing remembered that this friend... was gone.