Even the main god eats soft rice 48

Mu Yun waited for the butler to come over at the gate of the airport with his mobile phone.

At the end of October, the autumn wind was still a bit chilly. Mu Yun only wore a thin coat. He tightened his clothes and prayed in his heart that the housekeeper would come to pick him up soon.

The phone rang, and Mu Yun couldn't wait to answer it and said, "Butler Zhang, are you here yet?"

Butler Zhang used to watch Mu Yun grow up. He has been working in the Mu family for more than 20 years. As always, treat him well, but... just some things are not up to him to decide.

Butler Zhang hesitated on the phone: "Xiao Yun, we don't have enough manpower here. You know, your father's birthday is coming, and everyone is very busy."

"Did none of you drive to pick me up?"

Butler Zhang was about to say something, but there was a voice calling for him. It was Mu Yun's stepmother calling for Butler Zhang, so Butler Zhang could only lower his voice and say to Mu Yun, "Xiao Yun, hurry up and take a taxi back by yourself." , I still have something to do, I'll wait for you at home."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry, and Mu Yun was a little confused when he heard the busy tone on the phone.

According to Mu Yun's personality, he is the unfavored young master in the family. After the death of his wife, Mu Yun's father immediately married his secretary, and this stepmother is extremely scheming, targeting Mu Yun in every possible way, especially in secret. After her own son was born a few years ago, she became even more unkind to Mu Yun.

Naturally, Mu Yun was at odds with his family, and would not go back several times throughout the year, and such a family environment also created Mu Yun's ruthless and merciless character.It's just that he is very good at disguising his appearance. In the eyes of ordinary people, Mu Yun is just a weak and delicate boy who doesn't compete with the world.

In the original story line, Mu Yun lurks beside the protagonist Gong, pretending to be a peerless white lotus, playing tricks everywhere, wronging and framing the protagonist Shou. Solved him, and then chased his wife to the crematorium, and they succeeded in HE.

The tool man Mu Yun felt that he was going to be frozen stupid, so he stopped a taxi and said to the driver: "Master, please go to No. 10, Lanhuanshan villa area."

Since they don't come to pick me up, I can only take a taxi by myself. No matter what, I have to find a warm place to avoid the wind.

There was a hot air conditioner in the car, and Mu Yun went from cold to hot in a short period of time. The hot wind made his head ache, and he drove dizzily for nearly an hour before reaching the foot of the mountain in the villa complex.

The driver woke him up: "Little handsome guy, 300 yuan together."

"Oh, good." Mu Yun sniffed at his somewhat clogged nose, and searched himself from top to bottom, but only found 5 yuan!

Seeing that he hadn't paid for it for a long time, the driver yelled angrily: "You rich people who live in villas are all going to renege on their debts!"

Mu Yun scratched his head: "I'm sorry, just wait a minute, I'll make another call."

Mu Yun called the landline number at home again, and after two rings, the connection was made there. Mu Yun immediately said eagerly: "Butler Zhang, can you send 300 yuan?"

The other party didn't answer right away, and after a while there was a burst of laughter, Mu Yun was stunned, it wasn't Butler Zhang who answered the phone, but his stepmother.

The stepmother's voice was so artificial that even a person like Mu Yun, who didn't have much emotional ups and downs, frowned when he heard it.

"Xiao Yun, it's not that Auntie won't give you this money. You have to know that your dad's birthday is today, and the whole family has to spend money. The cost of any vegetable is more than 300. You are so old. How come you don’t even have 300 when you’ve finished your studies and graduated?”

Mu Yun: "I... all my tuition fees are on loan, and I haven't paid it off yet."

Yang Qing: "Oh, this. Anyway, you have graduated. If you work and earn money in the future, will you be able to pay back? How difficult it is to maintain a family. You are not married and not headed, so you don't understand, you have to be considerate of you Dad still has problems with auntie."

Mu Yun: ...

In fact, Mu Yun didn't want to come back to see them, but the plot had to go on like this, and he was penniless, so he really had nowhere to go and could only go home.

The driver got annoyed with waiting, honked the horn and said angrily, "What's going on? Did someone send you money?"

Mu Yun turned to him and said, "I'm sorry, can I write you an IOU?"

The driver just felt that it was unlucky, how could there be such an unlucky thing, he cursed a few words in the car and walked away, of course he didn't expect Mu Yun to really pay him back, he just thought it was his own bad luck.

Mu Yun was only carrying a small suitcase in his hand. Although he didn't have many things, he looked up and saw that the way up was not short. It took at least 10 minutes to drive and walk...

Anyway, Mu Yun walked until his legs were broken before reaching the door of Mu's house.

From the outside, the villa looks extraordinary, and the whole presents a noble European style. At this time, it began to rain lightly, and Mu Yun shivered from the cold, and immediately retreated under the eaves and pressed the doorbell.

It was only after pressing three times that someone came to open the door. It was Butler Zhang. When he saw Mu Yun, he didn't look like he was welcoming him. Instead, he felt cramped and embarrassed. He stood behind the door and didn't seem to want Mu Yun to come in. .

Mu Yun was really cold, his voice trembled: "Can...can you let me in? Cold...cold..."

Butler Zhang wondered: "Xiao Yun, it's... not that I don't allow it, but it's true, it's my wife who said that before the house is cleaned... no, no one is allowed to come in, she said... Hey, anyway, you You have to wait at the door for a while."

Mu Yun: "How long will it take?"

Butler Zhang: "No... I don't know."

Mu Yun could feel the warm air blowing from the house, and he couldn't help but take a few steps forward. Unexpectedly, Steward Zhang closed the door immediately as if he was facing an enemy, and said, "Xiao Yun, we'll be fine soon!"

In order not to get wet from the rain, Mu Yun had to hide under the eaves and curl up his body together.

Benben poked his head out, and touched Mu Yun's hair with a small hand: "Lord God, you are so pitiful."

"Poor," Mu Yun's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Is this called pitiful?"

"of course."

"Okay, I have gained knowledge again."

Mu Yun didn't know how long he had been waiting outside, the rain didn't show any sign of stopping, even if he put his body completely against the wall, it couldn't stop the rain from being blown on his body by the wind, piercing his face like needles made of ice It hurts.

Mu Yun felt that he was about to be numb from the cold, his head was dizzy and heavy, and his body was both cold and hot.

Just when he thought he was going to faint, the door opened, and a lady came out, exquisitely dressed, with countless jewels and gold and silver, she saw Mu Yun squatting on the ground half dead, and immediately said in a delicate voice: "Ah, isn't this Xiaoyun? Why is he squatting in the corner and not coming in?"

Mu Yun leaned on the wall and stood up: "Aunt Yang, you said that you will only let me in after cleaning."

Yang Qing covered her mouth and smiled, and said to Mu Yun: "Xiao Yun, it's not my aunt's order, it's your father, you know he likes to be clean, and today is his birthday, so I said that no one is allowed before the cleaning is done. Outsiders come in."

After she finished speaking, Mu Yun didn't speak, and the housekeeper who followed her didn't dare to make a sound.

It turned out that in their eyes, Mu Yun was really just an outsider.

Yang Qing laughed again, and opened the door further: "Hey, don't talk about that, come in quickly."

Mu Yun lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. After entering, all the servants in the room didn't dare to speak, they all lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at him.

Mu Yun wanted to find a room or a toilet to change out of his wet clothes. Just as he was about to go upstairs to his room with his suitcase, Yang Qing stopped him again: "Wait a minute, dinner has already started, won't you take a seat?"

"Now?" Mu Yun stood on the stairs, neither going up nor down.

"Yes, do you want your father to wait for you? Today is his birthday."

The Lord God is a creature without desires or needs, or it cannot be called a creature. He is just a symbol, or a kind of belief.

The Lord God himself does not produce the seven emotions and six desires. Even if Mu Yun accepted all the information in this world, he still has no way to directly produce emotions. He can only discern which kind of emotion it is and which kind of emotion it is. Feel.

As soon as Yang Qing's words fell, Mu Yun's fingers unconsciously fastened the pull tab of the suitcase, but there was still no fluctuation in his heart, and he only replied: "Okay, wait until I finish putting it away..."

"Your father said, now!"

Mu Yun tightened and loosened his fingers holding the suitcase, but in the end he went to the dining room, taking his wet suitcase and himself with him.

There is also something hot in my heart.

The dining room was very luxuriously furnished, with all kinds of exquisite settings, and a long table filled with famous flowers and famous wines.

Mu Yun's father, Mu Ning, was sitting on the main seat and eating steak leisurely. When he saw Mu Yun coming in, he just raised his eyelids and said lazily: "I have to be late for my father's birthday party, but you really are here."

Yang Qingrou leaned against Mu Ning and said, "Husband, forget it, it's not easy for the child to come back, and Xiaoyun is tired from catching the plane, so don't talk about him, we shouldn't move on such a beautiful day. Fire, calm down."

Mu Ning said angrily, "Then sit down and eat!"

A drop of water fell from the bangs in front of Mu Yun's forehead, and landed on the soft wool blanket. The silence disappeared immediately. He hummed and stepped on the pure white wool, and the white part was instantly covered by his shoes. Printed and dyed black.

Yang Qing covered her mouth: "Ah!"

Mu Ning picked up the glass and shook the champagne inside: "What's the fuss?"

Yang Qing said in a mournful tone, "Honey, I... the pure wool carpet I just bought from Italy last week... this, this..."

Only then did Mu Ning see that his cheap eldest son was dirty all over, and he had left black footprints all the way.

Mu Ning angrily poured a whole glass of wine on Mu Yun's face and shouted at him: "Get lost!"

At this time, a little boy in a fine suit ran over. He was the son of Yang Qing and Mu Ningsheng. His body and feet were covered with mud, and the dirty sneakers on his feet were left by the white carpet. More dirty and darker.

Mu Ning clearly saw it, but he didn't care at all, he just patted the little boy's face: "What are you doing, my precious son? Where did you go to play? You made it so dirty?"

"Catch the loach, grab the loach! What a big loach!"

He raised his dirty hand, and Mu Ning laughed loudly: "Okay, my son just has a pair of eyes that are good at discovering!"

Yang Qing was beside her coquettishly: "Husband, don't spoil him too much, really." After she finished speaking, she glanced at Mu Yun, and when she saw him standing still, she sighed again: "Quick, Whoever changes Xiaoyun’s shoes, it’s better not to step on the dirty house.”

The last drop of wine fell from his hair, and Mu Yun calculated that there were 98 drops in total.

He raised his head and said to Benben, who was also in a mess with wine hanging on his face, "Benben, they shouldn't have much to do with the plot I'm leaving, right?"

Benben thought for a while: "It is reasonable to say that there is no such thing. Your main plot focuses on where the protagonist is attacking and receiving."

"Then, is it okay for me to do something to insignificant people?"

"Um... yeah." But it said with some hesitation.

"Benben, I seem to know what anger is."

"what?"

"Also, isn't there a lot of fragrant spoken language in the materials you passed to me? The materials say that Chinese culture is extensive and profound."

"what?"

Mu Yun took a deep breath, and exhaled all the fragrance that could be exhaled from all the materials he had seen.

Mu Ning and Yang Qing went from being shocked to furious at the beginning, and Mu Ning ordered the housekeeper to drive Mu Yunlian out of the house with the box.

Blowing the cool wind and drenched in the rain, Mu Yun was walking on the road with his suitcase, although it was really much more refreshing.

Just walking, he felt weak all over his body, his face was pale, his feet went limp and he rolled all the way downhill until he hit a rock.

His whole body was in pain, the wound was wet from the rain, and it was difficult to even open his eyes.Just then, a red umbrella fell on top of his head.

The sound of rain falling on the umbrella crackled, and Mu Yun opened his eyes slightly with difficulty, but he could only vaguely see the shadow of a person.

"I said it all, we will meet again."