The picture on Zhao Mingyang's mobile phone showed lightning and thunder outside the window. Although the curtains were closed, you could still see the bright light of lightning flashing across the sky. In the dark night, a figure walked towards the sleeping beauty Zhao Mingyang. This figure was none other than his little cousin.
She held the mobile phone in her hand, first illuminated it with the light from the mobile phone screen, and then turned on the bedside lamp directly. Zhao Mingyang found that the little girl actually touched his face.
And then... I actually tasted his lipstick in the end.
I'll go ahead and keep this. If I ask her for money in the future and she doesn't give it, I'll sue her. Damn it, this girl is really hateful. She actually missed the best opportunity to overcome the tribulation and ascend. She doesn't know how to cherish the opportunity.
Can't you be more courageous? If you push a little further and have a reaction, you won't just give in to her half-heartedly.
Zhao Mingyang saved the video. This is evidence of crime.
I bought some purified water, milk and bread at the supermarket next door, took them back, returned to the single apartment building and opened the door.
I found that the little girl was still sleeping soundly, and~ this little girl was not a good sleeper and liked to kick the quilt.
The most deceiving thing is that Zhao Mingyang saw something he shouldn't have seen.
I don’t know if you have had this kind of experience. For example, in autumn and winter, you obviously slept in your autumn clothes and long trousers. When you wake up the next day, you find yourself naked, but you can’t remember how you were naked. Sometimes the autumn clothes are still there, underneath.
It's so magnanimous.
The little cousin at this moment should have gone to bed with her clothes on yesterday, but at this time her pants were on the ground and her clothes were on the right side of the bed. There was still a bottom line, but Zhao Mingyang saw the Sailor Moon suit for the first time.
There are also prints.
I quickly covered her with a quilt so that she wouldn't freeze. I looked at the time and saw that it would be the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow.
Go home. My family is probably waiting for me to go home for the holidays.
In his previous life, Zhao Mingyang rarely went home during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and sometimes he didn't go home during the Spring Festival either. Mainly because he was busy with his career, and because he was used to life in a big city. During the holidays, he would go out to eat, drink and have fun with his friends.
In this life, if Zhao Mingyang wants to spend time with his family as much as possible, he should go back. In short, it is better to go back during these important festivals. The elderly very much hope that their children will go back.
Zhao Mingyang didn't wake up his little cousin, she didn't go to bed until six o'clock in the morning.
I don’t know if she had any money with her, so Zhao Mingyang wrote a handwritten note and put it on the table: Sister, seeing that you were sleeping soundly and not waking you up, I am going home to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival and bought you milk and bread. If you are hungry,
Let’s satisfy our hunger first. The two hundred yuan on the table will be left for you to take a taxi and go out to eat. When I come back, I will bring you some specialties from our hometown.
I got up and went out to go downstairs to drive. Fortunately, the car was not parked in the underground garage last night but parked in the roadside parking space outside the community. It seemed that many cars in the underground garage were soaked. The heavy rain caused a lot of damage to areas with poor drainage.
Due to the accumulation of water, Zhao Mingyang parked the car at a high place based entirely on his experience.
Zhao Mingyang got in the car and started the car and drove straight to the Shencheng Expressway. It took about six hours to drive there. If Zhao Mingyang took a plane, there was an airport in his hometown, but he had to wait for landing at the airport. The airport in his hometown was still about an hour away from Zhao Mingyang's home, so he would have to wait for the extra departure.
Adding in the time for transfers, it will take almost four or five hours in total, so it is not as convenient as driving.
The main reason is that the transportation in my hometown is not convenient at this time. I first drive to pick up my parents and then go to my grandparents' house. Otherwise, my parents have to take a bus there. Every time I go back to my grandparents' house, it takes about 40 minutes to drive. If I wait for the bus or take a bus
The black car that solicits passengers takes nearly an hour and a half, and it still cannot reach the destination. It takes more than ten minutes to walk down, which is very troublesome.
In his previous life, Zhao Mingyang bought a second-hand manual joint venture car at the age of 27. It cost him 40,000 yuan. It was the first car in his life. At that time, Zhao Mingyang knew that having a car was really convenient in a small city, but not in a big city.
The city is not very convenient.
On the way, Zhao Mingyang saw many girls with suitcases beside them standing in front of the bus station and the train station, probably all going home. During this period, if you post a post on the post bar to go home together, many people will take the bus back.
, many old pornographic guys want to take girls back home with them. Some people just strike up a conversation like this, and the chance is very high.
Zhao Mingyang doesn't want to waste this time and experience. If there is a girl who doesn't even have a BBA, he will basically not consider it. The prerequisite is that the price of a BBA is more than 500,000, and a BBA with a price lower than this will not work.
If a girl can't give her boyfriend 20,000 to 30,000 pocket money a month, then why are they still together? There's no need to be together.
Boys' youth is so precious. They have to give up playing games, eating and drinking with their brothers and chatting about the international situation, giving up playing basketball, watching football and other entertainment projects, and basically giving up dating girls and dogs. These things are
Can money be measured? Boys steal girls and pay too much. What do women give men?
Fifty thousand yuan a month is not a lot of pocket money to give to your boyfriend. Therefore, boys must find a rich girl. In short, they have to endure the temper of the eldest lady, endure some hypocrisy, and may even be criticized as a scumbag. So why not find a girl?
What about rich girls?
Zhao Mingyang's favorite song "Little Pig" is playing in the car, always reminding him not to go the wrong way.
Listening to one song after another, I almost know it by heart. If you play these songs in the car with a girl in ten years, the girl will probably strangle you to death, but if you drive a car with a price of more than 500,000 yuan and take a girl with you,
, girls may take the initiative to hum along and criticize those who say bad things about Xiaozhu. Being single and unmarried is just sentimental at best. If you want to drive a million-class car, you are Xiaozhu himself, and there will be a girl in the passenger seat for you.
Feed milk tea.
Some people say that people who drive million-dollar luxury cars still have love? Just kidding, a well-matched person is an exchange of interests, but a mismatched person wants nothing more than your money?
My little cousin got up at two o'clock in the afternoon, her hungry stomach growled, and then she panicked, where was her coat?
Could it be that Brother Mingyang? After careful inspection, he found that it was a false alarm, and he knew his sleeping habits. When he got up and saw the note on the coffee table, he felt disappointed again. He really didn't do anything? He didn't think anything bad about himself.
No?
…
It was past seven o'clock in the evening when Zhao Mingyang drove to his hometown. Zhao Mingyang told his parents that he would be home tomorrow. If he went back so late, his parents would have to cook, clean up for him, and ask whether there were any. Zhao Mingyang mainly wanted to
Rested.
After arriving at the hotel and getting a room, he went straight to bed. In fact, he had not slept well this month and was a little depressed.
There was nothing to say all night. Early the next morning, Zhao Mingyang felt that he was in good condition. He took a shower, changed his clothes, and went out to get ready to go home.
The chance of meeting an acquaintance in a small city is too high. No, as soon as Zhao Mingyang checked out at the front desk, he met an acquaintance, or two acquaintances to be precise, his middle school principal and her~ Zhao Mingyang took another confirming look
,Nima, are you sure?
Hold the grass! This is a bit off the mark.
Impossible, right? Zhao Mingyang couldn't believe it.
The principal could not recognize Zhao Mingyang at all. After all, it had been almost ten years since Zhao Mingyang graduated from middle school.
And with so many students at that time, it was impossible for him to have any impression of Zhao Mingyang.
But Zhao Mingyang recognized him at a glance. His hair was a bit gray at this time, so he was probably retired.
Standing next to him was a woman wearing a hat, mask and sunglasses, wrapped tightly, but Zhao Mingyang could recognize who she was because she was so familiar.
This woman~this woman~this woman is my former middle school art teacher.
But ~ this is not the point. The point is that the art teacher married the principal’s son.
Damn it, why are they two here? Are they still checking out?
Are you sure? Zhao Mingyang can't believe it. If someone knew about this, wouldn't it make people's jaws drop and ruin their outlook?
The reason why Zhao Mingyang recognized this woman was because of her ears. This woman's ears were extremely small. Some classmates at the time nicknamed her Little-Eared Cat.
What's wrong with this world? Is it already in such chaos?
Zhao Mingyang couldn't believe it, and wanted to take a photo and send it to WeChat Moments for verification, but after much thought, he decided to forget it. After all, he had to go back to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.
But what kind of thing is this old guy doing? His friend’s wife should not be bullied without telling him. He just jumped over the top.
How about giving them some Mid-Autumn Festival blessings?
