Yu Liangmu

You Liangmu has never been a person who wins sympathy from others. The skill of selling misery requires too much technical content, and it is not suitable for someone like him who can't bend his head.

Even if in front of him is a big shot who can make him live a luxurious life with just a few clicks of his fingers.

He doesn't think it is necessary for Tang Yunqian to pay negative emotions for his unlucky past. Rather than telling about his not-so-smooth experience, he wants to create some content that Tang Yunqian can listen to happily.

After all, making creditors feel better is one of the things he thinks about every day.

The man thought about it, and made up some stories that were both true and false: "He's had a miserable life! That man... He, who used to do well in our town, has become a very old-fashioned bully." He looks like that bastard, who shows off his power all day long, walks like a crab, and has to recruit a few small followers wherever he goes, bullying... But then his father died, and the people couldn't bear it! Hmph, his family is ruined It's a calf!"

You Liangmu no longer stutters or bites his tongue, his expressions and movements are all in place, especially has the potential of storytelling, and he can hold a paper fan to make a show.

It's not vanity for him to make up stories, he just wants Tang Yunqian to listen to something good, cool, and not bad before going to bed.

Tang Yunqian smiled, resting his chin on his knuckles, tilting his head slightly, as if listening to a story lazily.

Although he knew that You Liangmu was exaggerating, and even his expression was exaggerated to be a little funny, but he still listened attentively to what he was saying, and would nod his head from time to time, responding to the other party with a sentence or two in a loose manner.

Because, listening to a joke with such an attitude that it has nothing to do with oneself will feel fresh to anyone.

You Liangmu was fascinated by the creditor's smile and was so encouraged that he bragged even harder: "Hey, anyway... After his father was imprisoned, he lost his father's protection, just like the man who had his teeth pulled out." Like a tiger, he restrained himself a lot, and he didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, it's very miserable!"

"Oh?"

"Yeah, he wants to pour tea, pour water, rub my shoulders, rub my back, and treat me as my younger brother, but I won't accept him!" You Liangmu's mouth was so fluent, and his tone of voice was fluent, "The boy is now... ... Hey, he just hides at home every day, not daring to go out to meet people, just treat him like a turtle!"

Tang Yunqian seemed quite happy to hear it, and was amused by the air in the man's words, "That's good."

You Liangmu looked straight at Tang Yunqian, who had an incomparably good-looking smile, with handsome brows, and his expression was a little bewildered, his eyes were almost bubbling.

Sure enough, everyone likes the plot where the bad guys get punished, retribution, what they deserve...these things make the other party happy, and they won't look too pitiful.

He thought to himself, that's all right, don't care whether the story is true or not, as long as the listener is happy, and the editor is also happy, that's fine.

You Liangmu has always done his best to please Tang Yunqian. As long as he can see Tang Yungan smiling, he will generate enormous energy for no reason.

Even if you want to tell your past sufferings and tragedies as a joke, there is no problem.

"It's the first time I know that there is such a thing," Tang Yunqian's tone seemed to be listening to a play.

"Yes, I have."

"Then you are 'lucky'." Tang Yunqian said lightly.

You Liangmu could only laugh wryly.

He didn't know whether the other party looked at him with pity or joking, probably more of the latter.Big people don't empathize with small people, just think of it as a boring pastime before going to bed, just listen to it casually.

Anyway, the little man has said so much, he himself is really immersed in his own emotions, and after thinking about it, he also feels somewhat depressed about wasting his life.

"Hey, if it wasn't for the fact that I didn't finish my studies... I would still be... well, someone with a little ambition..." You Liangmu said.

It's like a quail saying that it wants to fly into the sky.

As an eagle born to soar in the clouds, Tang Yunqian found it even more interesting. He wiped the bridge of the quail's nose and smiled, "Tell me, what is your ambition?"

"Ambitions vary from big to small, and I don't miss any of them." You Liangmu stopped bragging, and told the truth, with a little pride, "The small ones are called 'goals', just like many students, and the ones that get the highest test possible Fen'er, try to rank as high as possible, thinking that I can go to high school in the end... well, I didn't make it in the end."

"What about the big one?"

"The big one is called 'dream', hey...for me, it's just 'daydream' plus 'delusion'."

Tang Yunqian looked at him for a while, pinched his face with two fingers, and asked jokingly, "What daydream? Tell me."

The man obviously didn't believe it. Perhaps in his eyes, You Liangmu was born to be a quail in a nest. How could a quail have dreams.

"Ah...well, yes, it's just a condition for realization," You Liangmu was rather embarrassed, "I...I just want to make a lot of money in the future."

Although it seems vulgar and philistine to say it this way, he doesn't hide it.

What's wrong with liking making money?

This makes him feel that his life has substance, and it is also one of the few sources of a sense of accomplishment in his humble life experience. Anyway, the increased numbers in his savings account can bring him great satisfaction.

Probably Tang Yunqian thought it was vulgar. He had never seen a guy with such a strong smell of copper. He seemed to be listening, but his casual eyes showed that he was perfunctory.

You Liangmu had already seen it, but apart from being perfunctory, he also saw indifference in Tang Yunqian's eyes.

Occasionally, he, an acquired quail, would envy a man like Tang Yungan who was born an eagle, and would also want to be recognized by the other party.But this is not an easy task, if there is no way to get it, then you can only give up.

You Liangmu has never pretended to be lofty, and he will not forcibly elevate himself to a certain level in order to match Tang Yungan.

He giggled, and simply showed Tang Yunqian the skinless and shameless essence, "It's just so vulgar and superficial... Well, money is so easy to use, there is nothing more useful than money, I can use it to do something So many things."

Tang Yunqian was amused by his being so frank, "For example?"

When it comes to money, isn't You Liangmu completely worthless?

"When I was young, I thought, if I had money... I would buy a new wicker chair for my grandma. The old lady could sit on it and smoke waterpipes. It turned out that the one was too high. She always arched her back and felt uncomfortable... Oh, I can't see it. She suffers. I also want to buy her a new bracelet, a gold one. After all, the previous one was cheated away, and the old lady still feels distressed when she talks about it. When a cripple goes to heal his leg, he always says that this is the end of his life, but I say no, it’s not shameful to be limping all day long.”

"Oh, and, although it is said that smoking is harmful to health, I grew up smelling smoke... In my house, paper cigarettes burn faster than firewood. Volume, when sparks ignite, hey! I like to take a few puffs when I have nothing to do. Over the years...the smoke that was thrown at her body so hard that the old lady's hair was whitened, but she is still fierce...Anyway Now, I don't want to persuade you anymore... Hey, let her do it, after all, there are only a dozen years left, life is already hard enough, and the rest... Do as you like, just do whatever you want. "

"So, I thought, buy some better cigarettes for my grandma, the kind smoked by the mayor of my hometown, uh...it seems to be called Zhonghua, it has the same name as the brand of the pencil. Old expensive, old expensive, The old lady is not willing to part with it, and I am not willing to part with it either, but, if I can really make money in the future, I will probably be able to part with it... Sometimes watching her soar through the clouds is like watching an old fairy, and I am also happy."

As You Liangmu talked, he actually turned the small talk before going to bed into a sharing meeting of the little idea in his heart, as if he could really have such a future if he said it out, the more he talked, the more energetic he became.

However, Tang Yunqian didn't stop him, and he was quite fascinated by it. This was You Liangmu's heart that he had never understood before, and only after listening to it did he realize that small people also have the vision of small people.

So, the man allowed the nagging guy to continue wasting the precious time before going to bed with great tolerance.

They were meant to make... love.

"The house in my hometown has not been repaired for a long time. I want to renovate it inside and out and build it into a two- or three-story small western-style building with red bricks and white tiles. I also want to remove all the old things inside. It’s been changed...the current one is actually not a big problem. I went back to see it last month, but there is always mold on the wall, especially in rainy days, and there is a bad smell. Tsk, I can smell the smell of the pigsty next door , but this musty smell is unbearable, it stinks the nose, it can make people sleepless all night..."

"Actually, I still want to build two streetlights for the small road in front of my house. Brother Gan, do you know? Summer is fine, but in winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and the sky gets dark quickly. When I was a child, every time I went home after school, Halfway through the road, the sky is completely dark, and sometimes it is already dark at six o'clock... There are few lights on the small roads in the countryside. Even if there are, the wattage is not high, and there is only one light at a long distance Dim and dim small pole lamps, the kind with many flying insects coiled on them, they slammed into them with all their strength...Occasionally when I pass by the field ridges, I feel even more dark, and I am very scared!"

"My old man's legs and feet are not good, and the disabled man is even lame. How can I ask them to pick him up... So I ran every time, and when I passed the field ridge, I was so flustered that I closed my eyes and rushed! Once, I walked without looking at the road..." You Liangmu swallowed his dead mouth, "I stepped on a small stone pit, and by the way, I plunged into the grass next to the field ridge, and knocked my forehead hahaha..."

After the man finished speaking, he picked up the broken hair on his forehead and showed Tang Yungan the shallow scar next to the hairline. It was silly, just like a child showing off the sticker on his arm to a good friend.

Tang Yunqian laughed.

"The year before last, I heard that Uncle Afu's son at the end of the town made money from running a hardware store. He did a lot of filial piety to his family. He also built a mobile library for the town, a small one... hey, this one. Well, the children in the town will have a place to read in the future, unlike I used to, who can only read under the shade of the trees. It is a good thing to have a library, that's right... I hope those bastards don't go there to make trouble and cause damage or something .”

"Uncle Afu's family became rich, so they pushed down the original small brick house and built a good one. They don't raise geese now, they grow eggs and fruits... If my house is renovated, hey, I have to build a small house. Balcony! Plant some pineapples, sweet-scented osmanthus, hot peppers, etc. They look good and can be eaten! Oh... I have to build a fence, paint it with beautiful white paint, and change the chicken nest so that it doesn’t leak when it rains. The dry grass is soaked..."

You Liangmu chattered, and suddenly changed from a lifeless little man to a lively one, his eyes blinked, as if there was brilliance inside.

"Hee hee, so brother Gan, don't think I'm vulgar, I really want to make a lot of money! After all, I have two useless things in my family. One...is a sunset red in the 70s, and the other...is a shoulder bag. The useless people who can't carry their hands are all burdens. If I can't support them, our You family will really be ruined, and we can't even drink the northwest wind! Alas, it's just like this... er, the so-called white Daydreaming, it seems to be very close to me, but also seems to be far away, very far away..."

After finishing this bunch of lengthy and boring nonsense, the man imagined for a while, his shoulders drooped first, and then opened and straightened, so he couldn't help but smile happily.

Even though he was daydreaming, as a small person, he could only enjoy it in his heart, but he still felt beautiful and satisfied, and his saliva was about to flow out.

Smiling and laughing, You Liangmu finished his dream and turned his head inadvertently, only to realize that Tang Yunqian was looking at him deeply.

This time, the indifference in the man's eyes disappeared, but there was some warmth.

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There is a bug in the timeline of the last chapter, and the end has been modified