[Meng Hetang] Enchanted

"Husband, why is your blue gown still blurred together?" When Qing Barley was tidying Meng Hetang's gown in the bedroom, he couldn't help asking strangely when he saw the small piece of black and yellow.

"Hey! Jiuliang ironed my coat last time, and it's like this!" Meng Hetang explained while cleaning up the dishes. After finishing the sentence, he curled his lips into a smile. He was very happy when the girl called him so affectionately.

Perhaps the life between husband and wife is like this, raising eyebrows and respecting each other as guests.She was learning to be a good wife and mother, and he couldn't bear to have her fingers stained with hot spring water.

[How long has it been since she galloped on the racing track?

It seems that it has been a long time...

The happiness of being with her lover made her forget everything, she just felt it was worth it. ]

Qing Barley gave a smirk, walked slowly to the living room with the coat in hand, smiled and said to Meng Hetang who was washing dishes in the kitchen: "The lake blue coat has turned into a muddy blue coat. It's a loud burden!"

Meng Hetang cast a sideways glance at the girl, and said, "Just gloat!"

Qing Barley raised his eyebrows when he heard this, went back to the bedroom and hung up the gown, stroked the frills and said, "But you, brother, must be stunned! You two have been working together for eight years, and it's only the first time he irons for you." coat."

Meng Hetang put away the bowls and chopsticks, wiped his hands with a towel, walked to the tea table and ate a small persimmon, and said, "What are you doing? Didn't you hear those boys talking about the captain? Already!"

"Squeeze, the status of the family is worrisome~ It seems that the fans are right. The wife of the captain of the seventh team holds the real power, and the captain is just a decoration. Oh no, there is no captain for the seventh team~" After finishing speaking, Qing Barley closed the closet and walked to the tea table I also took a small persimmon to eat.

"You little girls, you really don't know what's going on in your head every day? The two old men are afraid that you will imagine, a group of rotten girls, now we shake hands on the other stage, and the audience is like crazy It’s the same boil, yo~~~yo~yo~! What’s there to do!”

"Eh? I'm not a rotten girl, partners are like husband and wife, your master said that!"

Meng Hetang curled his lips: "I can't tell you!" He simply gave up and sat down on the sofa.

When Qing Barley heard this, she raised her eyebrows again. It's really boring. She still wanted to talk to him a little more. For some reason, she just likes Meng Hetang's deflated appearance. Haha, maybe she's bad. Move~

She sat next to Meng Hetang and stopped talking. Seeing that the air was quiet, Meng Hetang turned on the TV, changed a few channels, and then turned it off again.

The tacit understanding achieved by sharing the same bed for many days and being inseparable made Kong Qingke understand with a smile and said, "Is there nothing to look at?"

"En." Meng Hetang replied, then crossed his legs and picked up his mobile phone as if he was on his own kang.

The atmosphere was still very quiet, Meng Hetang put down his phone again, and said, "Xiao Barley, I'm going to participate in "Crosstalk with Newcomers" in two days."

"Well, it's a good thing, don't pay too much attention to the ranking!" The girl said with a smile.

"Well, once you participate, if you withdraw from the competition, you will be ashamed."

"Why are you retiring?"

Meng Hetang kept sighing, frowned and said, "The pressure is too great..."

Kong Qingke suddenly froze. With him for so long, so many days and nights, Meng Hetang never complained to her about being tired. Now that he said he was tired, he was really tired if he wanted to come to this show...

Those who competed with him were all colleagues who talked about cross talk. If the actors of Deyun Society retired because they couldn't bear the pressure, they would be ridiculed by others. How could Meng Hetang be worthy of the trust of his master? So once he participated in the competition, he had to leave In the end, even if you lose, you have to lose with glory!But now, he still has the opportunity to choose not to go. After passing this village, there will be no such shop...

"Who is participating in this variety show in Deyun Club?"

"I'm with Jiuliang, Master Xie and Brother Dong."

Qing Barley swallowed the fruit in his mouth and asked softly, "So, you retreated?"

Meng Hetang closed his eyes, found a comfortable position to lean against, and said, "Well, this show has different works every week..."

Qing Barley nodded, put his hand on Meng Hetang's knee and said, "I know. It's different from the "Happy Comedian" that Brother Yue participated in. Your opponents are all serious comedians, and some of them have said more than half of the story. You’ve been doing cross talk all your life, so you feel a lot of pressure, right?”

"Ah."

Qing Barley asked again: "What about Jiuliang? What does he mean?" After all, Meng Hetang was not the only one talking about cross talk, and his partner also played a very important role.

Meng Hetang smiled and said, "He listens to me!"

The two have worked together for eight years. In the past eight years, Zhou Jiuliang listened to Meng Hetang for almost every decision. Even if there were disagreements sometimes, most of the time, he still listened to his elder brother Meng. Maybe Mr. Xiao relied on someone who was older than him. Senior brother, it may also be because Mr. Xiao respects the relationship between father and brother, but no matter why, this friendship is really rare.

Qing Barley looked at Meng Hetang's complacent expression, and asked again with a smile, "Didn't he say anything? Didn't he give you any advice?"

Meng Hetang took a breath and said slowly: "At first, when Master told me that there was this program, I asked him, should I go? He told me straightforwardly, go, we should go, the show hasn't been recorded yet. Just thinking about joining the national teacher team, we both started to lose our hair."

Qing Barley couldn't hold it back, let out a chuckle, and quickly stuffed a small persimmon into his mouth, ignoring Meng Hetang's white eyes at this time...

Qing Barley thought for a while, and after half a minute, she said: "This is the best opportunity for you to advance your career. Wouldn't it be a pity to give it up? Your fans want to see a better version of you. Sir, I know your strength. Believe in your talent too, and you should believe in it yourself, you can."

Meng Hetang looked into Kong Qingbari's eyes, the girl was encouraging him, she hoped that he would be better, this is a challenge, but also a very rare opportunity.

"People, you should look forward and go forward. If you have the strength to climb to the top, why don't you try it? Only when you stand high can you see far, right?"

"Yes."

Qing Barley nestled in the arms of the man next to him, rubbing against his chest like a cat from time to time, and said, "I went to Teacher Yu's house yesterday and talked to my aunt for a long time. She told me a lot about your youthful days. I really feel that the time I’ve been with you is just a drop in the ocean of your life. I don’t know, you were not as mature and stable as you are now, and you used to be a monkey... There are many more, I have never heard of the experience you mentioned..."

Meng Hetang said with a smile: "Der (northeast dialect, meaning stupid) used to be so much! You better not know! Besides, our life will be long in the future!"

"I think I missed a lot. It would be nice if I met you sooner."

Qing Barley was feeling sad, and kissed the hairline, Meng Hetang kissed the girl, and said with a smile: "What are you thinking about, it's not too late for us to meet now!"

In Meng Hetang's heart, everything was already arranged!God let him meet his ex-wife Hao Shuhan first, and then let him meet his current girl. The first one missed her until the end, but the second one was a gift from God, and he would take care of her for the rest of her life...

Qing Barley smiled slightly and said, "It's just a sudden emotion!"

Meng Hetang asked worriedly: "Is there something on your mind? I found you out of your mind when I was eating just now."

"It's okay~"

"Isn't it?"

"I'm fine~"

Meng Hetang's scrutinizing eyes looked at Kong Qingbari so uncomfortable.

She said helplessly: "Just this morning, Yaoyao wrote me a letter..."

Meng Hetang immediately asked: "What did she tell you?"

"I didn't say anything, just said that Liu Jiaming went to find her, hoping to make up for her, and he wanted to get back together with her."

"And then? Did she agree?"

Qing Barley shook his head and said: "Malaysia is so big, there are so many interesting and interesting things, which she has never seen before. Sun Yao said that she wants to see them one by one. After seeing Malaysia, she will go to the world. Every corner of the world, Egypt, Paris, Hawaii... In short, she will no longer have anything to do with Liu Jiaming!"

Meng Hetang didn't know what to say for a while. In this world, some people are as happy as him and Qing Barley, while others are as unfortunate as Liu Jiaming and Sun Yao...

Qing Barley went on to say: "I really want to persuade Yaoyao to accept Jiaming again, but I know that I am not qualified. Yaoyao made it very clear. She said that her heart is dead, and she has no courage to love from then on."

Meng Hetang comforted the girl and said: "There is a saying in "The Biography of Lin Huiyin" that the farthest distance in the world is that I have long been calm, but you still don't forget it. Maybe the true love of your two friends hasn't come yet, and they will meet again." to better."

Qing Barley glanced at the sun outside the window, it was so dazzling, she smiled and said, "I hope so."

I hope Liu Jiaming can find a suitable husband as soon as possible.

I hope Sun Yao can live her life as she expected.

I hope she and Meng Hetang can grow old together.In her later years, beside the Qingshi Bridge, with no trace of flowing water, old alley streets, red bricks and ancient tiles, she can still call him "Mr. Meng".