"I only guessed the beginning, but I couldn't guess the ending..."
Meng Lang put away his phone and couldn't help but express his inner feelings.
Wang Zhaoping had just informed him of the follow-up to the "Apple" incident through Fetion.
He had known that the murderer was a naughty kid, but he never expected that a slight flapping of his butterfly wings would actually cause a tragedy in family ethics?
Although I don’t know the final outcome of that naughty kid, I guess there is a high probability that he can only sleep on his stomach in the past two days...
The tragedy caused by an apple was not avoided, but was transferred...
The dog was just kidnapped yesterday, and today the family members have been reduced by 2 more people. Can I ask where Director Zhang’s psychological shadow is?
But Meng Lang had no sympathy for them at all.
The so-called "not a family" means not entering the same family. Looking at the arrogant and domineering appearance of the couple on weekdays, you will know what kind of virtue the education level will be.
You dare to throw it down from the 18th floor. Even if it doesn’t hit the children, what should you do if it hits flowers and plants?
This kind of naughty kid, luckily he hit his own mother this time and didn't cause trouble to other people's families, otherwise Meng Lang wouldn't feel sorry for him even if he was in jail.
He originally wanted to make the other party refuse to admit it, so he handed the video he had just taken to Wang Zhaoping as irrefutable evidence. He had to teach the other party a severe lesson no matter what!
But now it seems that social security issues have suddenly turned into internal family disputes, so the video is obviously useless.
Meng Lang could not help but make excuses again.
After all, looking up at the stars can be down to personal preference, so recording a video in advance is a bit excessive, right?
But now that I think about it, Director Zhang and his family are really good at getting things done.
Why are you everywhere in the updates of these episodes?
If this were a game, you would be considered a "high-frequency NPC family" with a high appearance rate.
Well...it's just that the casualties are a bit heavy now...
"With this ending, he should have less regrets..."
Isn't the most precious thing in life an opportunity to leave no regrets?
Meng Lang quietly looked at the bustling parents picking up and dropping off their children, his eyes a little deep.
Only a short time had passed since I received the express delivery, but my heart seemed to have experienced centuries, which felt extremely long.
Every day feels like the end of the world, so much so that I, a fisherman, am forced to live against time...
Only now did he fully understand that sentence.
The more you know, the more ignorant you find yourself.
Reading too many books can sometimes be a source of worry...
"Uncle!"
When Meng Lang came back to his senses, he saw Xiaoyu, who was carrying a small schoolbag and swinging two pigtails, trotting excitedly from the school gate to him.
As soon as a smile appeared on Meng Lang's lips, he was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then looked at Xiaoyu for a while.
Double ponytails, with cute panda hairpins, and some curls at the ends.
Wearing a knee-length skirt, a small shirt, and a ribbon knot on the collar.
Although the clothes Xiaoyu wore in the past were very cute, they were still relatively simple and plain. Today, the style of painting has obviously been recharged...
So cute, isn’t it?
"Uh... Xiaoyu, the way you are dressed today..."
When Xiaoyu heard this, her face suddenly fell.
"Alas! It's hard to describe in words..."
As the two walked and explained, Meng Lang realized that after watching Xiaoyu's performance that day, Yan Weiwei seemed to be addicted.
The next day I bought a bunch of clothes, and I had to grab Xiaoyu to give her a concave shape, even if I wanted to refuse.
This set is fairly ordinary, but there are also more exaggerated ones, such as princess dresses, puppet outfits, and sailor suits.
It was just like playing with a doll to dress Xiaoyu up in various ways...
"Pfft! Are there even puppet costumes?" Meng Lang couldn't help laughing.
Sure enough, it is the "Trick Me to Give Birth to a Daughter Series".
Is this Yan Weiwei maybe some kind of strange switch has been turned on?
"Uncle, you're still laughing. I dressed like that on stage just for you, and yet you're still gloating about your misfortune, that's too much!" Xiaoyu started to sneer.
"Cough!" Meng Lang coughed quickly.
"But I think it's very good. Not to mention, Xiaoyu, your outfit is like a fairy filter, super elementary school level cute!
Although Yan Weiwei is a bit unreliable, her aesthetics are still worthy of recognition!"
"real?"
"Of course, alas! God is so unfair. Even though he gave you talent, he didn't miss out on your cuteness."
Sailor suit... I really want to see it...
"Hahaha!" Xiao Yu was so amused that she laughed.
"By the way, uncle, I have some good news for you. We are going to attend the 'Canglang Cup' performance the day after tomorrow!"
"Really..." Meng Lang was stunned for a moment, a little moved.
Thinking about Xiaoyu studying the script while eating some time ago, you can know how hard she worked during that time.
Maybe it's because of the lack of love since childhood.
Even if he only feels a little warmth from the world, this little guy is trying his best to repay the world...
Seeing Xiao Yu's expectant look, Meng Lang couldn't help but smile and pat her little head.
"As expected of Master Xiaoyu, you have been of great help!"
"Hehe!" Xiaoyu's smile became even brighter after hearing Meng Lang's words.
Looking at the bright and innocent Xiao Yu in front of him, Meng Lang's confusion about the way forward disappeared at this moment.
Why are you afraid of endless truth? Every inch you advance brings you joy!
Afraid of the end of the world, I am Noah’s Ark!
"Master Xiaoyu has no way to repay his kindness. How about this? How about I give you a gift?"
"what gift?"
"A new world without smoke, blue and clean."
"???"
…
1103.
As soon as they entered the door, Meng Lang and Xiao Yu smelled the aroma of rice.
"Huh? Sister is back!" Xiaoyu's eyes lit up.
After all, Yan Weiwei and the kitchen are insulators.
Sure enough, Lin Haitang, wearing an apron, walked out of the kitchen carrying a casserole.
Her hair was simply tied up, and she hadn't had time to change out of her professional attire. She seemed to have just returned home.
"I'm home?"
When looking at Meng Lang, Lin Haitang's eyes were slightly unnatural.
"Go wash your hands and come eat." Lin Haitang said and began to set the dishes quickly.
"Haha! Lawyer Lin is very early today." Meng Lang had nothing to say.
"Um!"
"Are you busy at work lately?"
"good."
"What are you cooking today that smells so good?"
“Egg fried rice.”
1,2,3, three sentences add up to six words.
Meng Lang scratched his head.
It seems that the fact that I "prefer law" affects my relationship...
He couldn't figure out why every time the two of them had a little ambiguity and seemed to make some progress, Lin Haitang would suddenly act very cold and aloof.
Within two days, the relationship between the two parties returned to its original state, neither far nor close, neither salty nor indifferent.
It made him doubt whether he and the other party were official CPs.
Other people's love lines are all a smooth rising curve, why is mine a wavy line?
It’s quite outrageous!
But more than this, what concerned Meng Lang more was Lin Haitang's "specialness".
In the last episode, I tried it again, this time the subject of the experiment was Meng Qingqing.
As a biological sister, she is a direct blood relative, and her blood type matches her, so she is not adopted, but this autobiography still dismisses her.
So far, Lin Haitang is still the only "author".
This is a bit surprising.
Then here comes the problem.
What is it about Lin Haitang that makes his autobiography treat him differently?
Or, is there some similarity between him and Lin Haitang, and this similarity is the key to "approval" in the autobiography?
Meng Lang looked at the busy Lin Haitang thoughtfully.
Known Lin Haitang: female, 2? years old, ethnic group, height 16?, weight???.
Blood type:???Date of birth???……
Well……
Well, Meng Lang suddenly realized that his understanding of Lin Haitang was really pitiful.
After all, they have known each other for less than a month.
There is so little information that it is impossible to judge what is special about Lin Haitang.
It seems like we have to find a way to get to know each other...
Meng Lang was a little lost in thought, and Lin Haitang, who he kept staring at, felt a little uncomfortable.
"Ahem! I'm going to change clothes."
"Bang!" The bedroom door was closed.
Meng Lang looked away with a hint of regret, and suddenly saw Xiao Yu serving rice, and couldn't help but move closer.
"Xiaoyu, let me ask you something."
"what's up?"
"Is there anything special about your sister compared to ordinary people?"
"Very special?" Xiaoyu tilted her head and thought for a moment.
"Very pretty?"
rash:"……"
If this book is also about appearance...
No! I probably wouldn’t have been selected based on my looks...
Orz!
"Kacha!" At this moment, the door was opened with a key board hanging on it, as if the charterer who had just returned from collecting the rent walked in excitedly.
"Hey! Did you hear that a big incident happened in our community today?"
"What big event?"
"I heard that a naughty kid threw an apple from the 18th floor. Guess what happened?
Hahahaha... you must not have thought of it, ahhahaha... goose goose goose..."
Yan Weiwei hugged her belly and collapsed on the sofa with a smile.
Meng Lang looked at Yan Weiwei speechlessly, who was laughing like a goose.
There are people like this who have a very low sense of humor and still like to tell jokes.
As a result, when telling a joke, I laughed like a dog first, causing the joke to completely lose its soul...
"As a result, it hit his mother, and his father beat him half to death."
"Goose!" The laughter stopped abruptly.
"You can guess this?" Yan Weiwei's eyes widened and she immediately realized what she was doing.
"Oh! Did you go to see the fun too?"
"I'm not just watching the fun, I'm also very involved."
Yan Weiwei couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"When someone throws an apple and hits his own mother, how do you get involved?
Why didn't you say you planned this scandal?"
Hmm...your intuition is still as sharp as ever...
…
"Ouch! How yummy!"
Yan Weiwei used the posture of a vicious dog to pounce on food, "clang-clang-clang" and plucked at the egg fried rice in the bowl.
Meng Lang on the other side was eating at no slow speed.
Even as a veteran rice fan, Meng Lang had to admit that this egg fried rice fully demonstrated the level of a master!
The eggs evenly coated each grain of rice, and the color was even, not too tender or too old, making the whole bowl of rice appear an attractive golden color.
The rice is just right in softness and glutinousness, the proportion of seasonings is just right, the oil, rice, and eggs are fully mixed, and the soft and tender eggs wrap around the elastic rice. It is a complete enjoyment for the tongue.
The fragrance of chopped green onions and the mixed aroma of eggs and rice give people an unstoppable appetite.
While eating, I couldn't help but sigh.
It is so happy to have a meal together and realize the freedom of food...
It's no wonder that my brother couldn't stand the temptation. This cooking skill firmly grabbed his stomach...
"One more bowl!" X2
"Huh?" X2
The eyes of Meng Lang and Yan Weiwei collided in the air, creating fierce sparks.
"You've already eaten two bowls, and you're still eating! Aren't you afraid of getting fat?"
"You don't have to worry about it. People who practice martial arts have big appetites. No matter how much they eat, they won't be afraid of affecting their figure!
But you, if you eat so much, be careful of indigestion!"
Huh? What the other party said makes sense!
Meng Lang suddenly remembered that his overworked stomach was completely incomparable to that of the big eater opposite him, and it could not withstand the torment of overeating.
Life is important, life is important!
I could only reluctantly put down the kuaizi, filled a bowl of clear seaweed soup, and watched the other person smiling proudly while sipping it.
"Hehe! Is the egg fried rice made by my sister delicious? She used to cook it for me as soon as she came home, and I could eat a big pot every time." Xiaoyu showed off her sister with a proud look on her face.
"Hmm! This egg fried rice has three flavors. By the way, where did Lawyer Lin learn his cooking skills?"
Meng Lang remembered his mission and asked seemingly casually.
It's too abrupt to ask directly, so it's always okay to find out more indirectly, right?
"My father taught me." Lin Haitang took a mouthful of rice and said calmly.
"Uh..." Meng Lang was stunned for a moment.
Father? I thought he was an alcoholic, but I didn’t expect...
Meng Lang had a warm picture in his mind of a father teaching his little cotton-padded jacket how to cook with a loving look on his face...
Also, if it wasn't for a sudden change, why would there be a father who was depressed from the beginning?
Come to think of it, Lin Haitang's feelings for his father are probably extremely complicated, so he must endure his excessive demands...
But if you accidentally mention someone's sadness, how can you talk about it next?
I haven't seen Xiaoyu yet, but now I'm just staring at my nose and watching my heart like a quail.
Before the topic even got deeper, Meng Lang was peppered with a question. He felt a bit muggle-like about what he should say to lighten the atmosphere, which made him feel depressed.
"Goose!" Yan Weiwei burped after finishing another bowl of rice.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little strange, she rolled her eyes.
"Xiao Mengzi, how did your driving license test go?"
Meng Lang didn't understand what she meant, but he quickly changed the topic.
"Subject 2 will take a few more days, but it shouldn't be a big problem."
There is a hard interval between each subject's exams, so you can't jump in the queue for this.
"So, you won't be driving tomorrow?"
"Huh?" Meng Lang became alert when he sensed the danger.
"Duang!" Sure enough, two more bottles of Maotai were slapped on the table. Yan Weiwei looked at him with a smile and raised her fingers.
"Let's have a drink tonight."
This guy is so evil!
Meng Lang rolled his eyes inwardly.
With his stubborn temper and perseverance, it is no wonder that he is suitable for practicing martial arts.
But... after quietly glancing at Lin Haitang, he suddenly had an idea.
"Okay! But what's the point of just drinking? Let's play some more interesting games and drink for the losers."
"Huh? What do you want to play?" Yan Weiwei looked wary.
“Don’t worry, this game is absolutely fair. Not only is it fun, it can also promote friendship between the two parties and deepen mutual understanding.
Those who have never played with each other are not considered true friends!"
