Chapter 167 Wen Meng’s Photo Wall

When passing by the intersection of Jingyang's expressway, Wu Yun wanted to turn down and take Wenmeng to see the cultural customs of Jingyang.

However, they had already greeted Wenmeng's parents. I guess Wenmeng's parents are preparing lunch meals now.

Although Wen Meng usually looks careless and careless, she is actually a girl with a high emotional intelligence. She has seen Wu Yun pay attention to the signs on the roadside several times, and then thinks that Wu Yun is a native of Jingyang and immediately understands Wu Yun’s idea.

Holding Wu Yun's right hand on her leg, Wen Meng said softly: "Senior brother! I'll accompany you home before returning to school!"

The radio station in the car happened to play a sad song, which reminded Wen Meng of Wu Yun's life experience, and she couldn't help but hold Wu Yun's big hand with her left hand.

It took nearly two hours to squeeze out the highway.

Following the positioning given by Wenmeng, I drove at a speed of half an hour in Mianzhou City before I arrived at the community where Wenmeng’s family is.

Wu Yun swore that he would not go out for large holidays in the future. It would be crowded with people and traffic jams everywhere.

Fortunately, the community where Wen Meng’s home is located is a high-end community in Mianzhou, and there are plenty of parking spaces in the basement.

I found a location under the third building where there was no OEM. The friction between the tires and the epoxy resin floor sounded, and the G63 was barely parked in this standard parking space.

"I won't take my clothes on. After dinner, you will take me to the airport!"

Wu Yun picked up three watch gift bags in his hand and then took the bag from Wen Meng.

"Ding Dong!"

Tang Chunmei, dressed in a kitchen, opened the door and saw her daughter holding a boy's arm intimately, which was Wu Yun.

Tang Chunmei immediately smiled and greeted: "The little witch is here! Come on! Come in and sit in!"

"Mengmeng, you are really, come here! What gift do you want the little witch to buy!"

Before Wen Meng set off, she told Tang Chunmei that Wu Yun bought a small gift for them, but she didn't say what it was.

"Little Witch, I'll sit down first, aunt is still cooking! I won't bother you!"

After saying that, Tang Chunmei turned around and walked into the kitchen, and the sound of cutting vegetables came from inside.

Only then did Wu Yun have the opportunity to look at the decoration of Wen Meng's home. It can be seen that the decoration has been several years since it was decorated. After all, this community is quite new.

The luxurious decoration with warm colors and those European sofas with beautiful patterns, Wu Yun probably guessed that this style was the result of Tang Chunmei's main decision.

The living room and dining room are quite large in total, and there is a rockery on the balcony and it is made of a small pool.

Seeing that Wen Meng had changed into slippers, Wu Yun said with a smirk: "Don't you invite me to visit your boudoir?"

Wen Meng glanced at Wu Yun with a sideways: "What are you thinking? There are no grapes in my room for you to eat!"

Wu Yun covered his face and said, "Senior sister, what did you think of me? Are I that kind of person?"

As he said that, Wu Yun looked around and saw that Tang Chunmei showed no sign of coming out in the kitchen. Wu Yun then hugged Wen Meng's waist and whispered: "Do you think I am the kind of short and fast person? How can this little time be enough

!”

"I just want to see what your room looks like and take a look at your previous photos!"

Wen Meng stammered for a while but didn't say anything.

"Senior sister! If you don't show it to me, is there an ulterior motive of being secret?"

Wen Meng punched Wu Yun’s chest with a shy fist and said timidly: “No! You can’t laugh at me after seeing the photos!”

After saying that, Wen Meng pulled Wu Yun to his room.

I pushed open the door and there was an indescribable fragrance of flowers inside. The sheets and quilt covers were all changed and the smell of sunshine was clean and tidy.

A series of photo frames of large and small hangings on the wall on the door. Wu Yun counted a total of twenty-one photo frames arranged in two layers.

Each photo has annotations.

On the leftmost photo frame on the first floor, the young Tang Chunmei was lying on the bed, wrapped in the cradle was a newborn baby, Wen Feng stood on the ground and leaned over to look at the camera.

"March 15, 1994, at 3:15 pm, mother and daughter are safe!——Wenfeng"

The second photo is a one-year-old photo of Wen Meng, with her hands spreading open and staggering towards the camera.

"On March 15, 1995, Mengmeng took a photo of her one year old!——Wenfeng"

The third picture is, Wen Meng is sitting next to the flower table, holding a flower in her chubby little hands, smiling at the camera with a well-behaved face, revealing two neat rows of baby teeth.

"On March 15, 1996, at Rongcheng Zoo, Mengmeng took a photo at the age of two. I hope my daughter will always be happy like this. - Wenfeng"

The fourth picture, Xiao Wenmeng carried a small schoolbag, held the teacher's hand, turned her head to look at the camera, and her eyes were filled with tears, and she was about to cry.

"On March 15, 1997, Mengmeng was three years old and went to kindergarten for more than ten days, but she still didn't want to be separated from her father! - Wenfeng."

Wu Yun looked at Wen Meng's birthday photo every year, and smiled at the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were a little red.

He missed his grandparents, and they had been in the past ten years before they left and counted as rebirth.

Secretly wiping the corner of his eyes, Wu Yun continued to watch with a smile.

What is different from the second row is that the message and accompanying Tang Chunmei became, but what remains unchanged is Wen Meng's smile and the warm message.

"Huh!?"

Wen Meng covered her face, and Wu Yun finally saw the photo.

The long fluffy hair covered half of her face, but Tang Chunmei in the photo pointed at Wen Meng's head and looked serious.

"On March 15, 2009, I will go to the house and untied the tiles if I don't fight these three days! What's the dance training class handed in, how to make hair done? Come back quickly! - Tang Chunmei."

"Hahahaha!" ~"

Wu Yun held the wall and couldn't help laughing.

Wen Meng beat Wu Yun’s shoulder awkwardly: “I told you not to laugh! I told you not to laugh! ~”

After a while, Wu Yun stopped smiling, but he couldn't help but joke: "Senior sister, do you feel excited when you hear the music of the Jin Dance Troupe? Are the keyboards on the wall broken by you?"

"I'm going to die! Don't say it! Don't say it!"

Wen Meng covered her face, threw herself on the bed, kicking her feet around to vent her embarrassment.

The short skirt rises due to intense exercise and reveals the leggings inside.

Wu Yun had no intention of appreciating this scene, and focused entirely on Wen Meng's photos, as if he could integrate into Wen Meng's past from the photos.

Seeing Wen Meng becoming more and more beautiful every year, her charming temperament began to be revealed since high school. Wu Yun felt like she was plaguing other people's cabbage.

Looking at the messages in the photos, Wen Meng is definitely the heart of her parents.

If they knew that Wu Yun was on three boats, Tang Chunmei would probably rushed out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife and sent Wu Yun to see her grandparents on the spot.

"Senior sister, it's time for your photo frame to be in the third row!"

Wu Yun suddenly said, stunned Wen Meng, who was lying on the bed and playing with her mobile phone: "Yes!"

Wen Meng then reacted, got up from the bed, happily held Wu Yun's arm, and leaned her head on Wu Yun's shoulder: "Do you want to take a picture with me?"

Wu Yun lowered his head and smelled the fragrance on Wen Meng's hair.

"I still want to be the person who left the message!"
Chapter completed!