Haoran was lying on the balcony, enjoying the sunshine and drinking hot milk. The only drawback was that it was winter and the swimming pool facing their balcony was not open yet, so he had no "scenery" to see.
"Of course, your father hasn't come back, and we have to wait for dinner, so you can just eat something to fill your stomach." The mother smiled and took out a pack of chocolates packaged in foreign languages and said, "This is Xiaoyun's last time.
What was brought to me was said to be imported from Belgium, and it was full of buttery flavor."
"Well, good stuff." Haoran happily stuffed a large piece into his mouth.
Being basked in the sun and accompanied by delicious snacks, the current feeling of comfort suddenly wiped away the depressed mood he had just brought from the dark snake cave.
"Of course, why hasn't Xiaoyun come over to play in the past two days?" His mother dragged a chair and sat next to his recliner. While knitting a sweater, she inquired about the news about her future daughter-in-law. Although Situ Muyun's background and
The difference between her own sons is too great, but since the time when Haoran was injured and hospitalized, her mother has figured out that as the saying goes, no one is noble or humble. Besides, she thinks that her own Haoran is a talented person, better than those who rely on others.
The young man who hangs around at home is much more presentable.
"She's been busy recently." Mentioning Xiaoyun, Haoran remembered that in the game just now, she told herself that she was going to fight a mutated boss and maybe get some good equipment.
"Oh, then you have to make more phone calls. We always meet in the game. How unreal." Although his mother no longer objects to him becoming a professional gamer, she still subconsciously thinks that he can't just get a girlfriend.
Let’s talk in the game.
"Yes, yes." Haoran nodded repeatedly. Since he fell ill, his relationship with Situ Muyun has actually made great progress. Although the last layer of paper has not been pierced, he can already be sure that he has made great progress in this matter.
, is by no means wishful thinking.
Of course, it's one thing to have a good impression. It's quite difficult for him to go through the Situ family and officially become his son-in-law.
"Where ever you go, what ever you do, I will be right here waiting for you..." At this moment, Haoran's cell phone rang, and the ringtone that came out was the classic love song "This Love Can Wait".
"Hush, Xiaoyun's phone number." Haoran's eyes suddenly lit up. As soon as he heard the exclusive ringtone he set, he already knew who was calling.
"Why don't you pick it up quickly?" His mother stood up, glanced at him and said, "Don't be a light bulb, you can just talk on the phone slowly."
After saying that, she turned around and happily went back to her room.
"Mom, you are really becoming more and more fashionable. Can you even say the word 'telephone porridge'?" Haoran was sweating. The changes in his mother after arriving in SH City were really earth-shaking. It seems that people really need to move to higher places.
Let's go. Originally, he was worried that his family was used to living in the countryside and would not get used to it when they came to the big city. Little did he know that these concerns turned out to be nothing more than he was bothering himself.
"Hey, Xiaoyun, good morning..." He thought about his mother's changes, answered the phone, and said without hesitation.
"Morning? Are you dizzy from playing games? We are preparing to have dinner." Xiaoyun immediately caught his language problem.
"Ahem, Miss, I was wrong." Haoran apologized and thought a little jealously about the word "we" in her words. Needless to say, Miss Yun must have dined with Luo Tiancheng. Thinking of himself
After moving out, Luo Tiancheng still comfortably lived in the same room with Yun Meimei, and was blessed with love...
Although Luo Tiancheng had already told him in private that he only regarded Xiaoyun as his younger sister, he still couldn't help but secretly have a few sparks of jealousy in his heart.
"Xiao Bai, do you still remember the Red Star Alliance I told you about last time? The time for the arena competition to compete for the positions of the three deputy leaders has been set, which will be in seven days." When it came to business, Situ Muyun's voice sounded
A little excited.
"Really? I can't wait any longer." Haoran was greatly moved.
"Well, there are strong opponents like Lin, so you must be well prepared." Situ Muyun reminded: "I, Ah Chen, and the bad cowboy have all signed up. Plus you, we have four people in the Wizard of Oz. Let's work hard.
Let’s see if we can get all three spots.”
"That's the best." He had always admired the strength of Situ Muyun and Luo Tiancheng, but he still had a question: "Why, Qingqing can't go?"
Speaking of which, Lan Qingjue is also a hidden professional player. As a mirror priest whose strength cannot be underestimated, why didn’t she participate?
"Qingqing said that she is a priest and is not suitable for single-handed combat, so she went to give away the points to others." Xiaoyun explained: "I think it is reasonable to think so. Wang Meixi, the waves are choppy, Dandan and others will definitely not let this go.
Chances are, when the time comes, she won’t be able to survive just a few rounds with just a mirror reflection skill.”
"That makes sense." Haoran thought for a moment and realized that it was indeed the same thing. Priests are auxiliary professions after all. If they are placed among thousands of troops, the effect will definitely be obvious, but when it comes to a duel, it is really
Not a good career.
Next, he briefly told Xiaoyun the strange things he encountered today. When he mentioned that he was trapped in a snake cave, he couldn't help but sigh.
"Don't be so downcast. This Dragon Island should be a new NPC force that has not been discovered by any players. It is worth exploring in depth." Xiaoyun comforted him and said: "You should seize the opportunity and build a good relationship with the Demon Dragon King Levis.
, maybe there will be great gains.”
"I think, in the end, people think that letting me live is an extrajudicial mercy. They just threw me into the snake's den, how can there be any possibility of friendship?" Haoran said with a bitter smile: "Right now, I just think about it.
Leave that stinking cave soon."
"Well, don't worry. There will always be a way. Besides, you are holding your breath while practicing in the snake cave. When the time comes for the arena competition, you might be able to let it all out and shock everyone.
"Xiao Yun said, and suddenly his voice changed, and he said mysteriously: "Seeing that you are so depressed, I have another piece of good news for you."
"What?" Haoran was curious.
"The senior members of the Li family were exposed for bribing high-ranking officials for personal gain. The situation is very bad now. You can pay attention to the recent news."
"That's great. This way, they won't have time to take care of the acquisition of land in our village." Haoran suddenly became happy again.
"If nothing goes wrong, we can't move your village." Xiaoyun said: "After the earthquake, the Shaanxi Provincial Government made great efforts to rescue and renovate the disaster area. Now the focus is on that, and it is impossible to sign anything in this limelight.
The land acquisition agreement. Moreover, I heard that the official who was on good terms with the Li family and wanted to sell the land has been double-checked for secretly embezzling a huge sum of money for disaster relief, and his fate is self-evident."
"Hehe, it's true that evil is rewarded with evil." Haoran suddenly remembered something and asked with a smile: "Isn't it the money I donated?"
"Well, if you don't tell me, I haven't thought of it. Ju said that this amount of money is 20 million, and it was really remitted from our sh market. It's very possible." When Xiaoyun was asked like this, he thought it was a coincidence.
There are quite a few, and he added: "To be specific, you can look it up online. Nowadays, you can basically find clues about everything on the Internet."
"Okay." Haoran regained his energy. After hanging up the phone, he went directly to the study to surf the Internet.
Turning on the computer, he typed in the keywords "Shaanxi, earthquake, corruption" on Baidu, and hundreds of relevant messages popped up. He selected the important ones and read a dozen of them, and found that the embezzled donation was in
The donation time and amount were surprisingly consistent with my own donation, and the donor was also anonymous.
After looking around, he was 80% sure that the cause of trouble was his donation.
In the dark, there is God's will! Haoran rarely felt the greatness and selflessness of God.
"Of course, let's see what dad picked up." My father came back from get off work and shouted loudly as soon as he entered the door.
"Here we come." Haoran quickly turned off the computer and went out, and found a white, fluffy little thing wrapped in his father's arms, shyly sticking out his little head.
"Oh my god, what a beautiful puppy!" The mother exclaimed in admiration and reached out to pick up the white fur ball.
"It's very beautiful. Why did you pick it up?" Haoran was a little confused. He could see that it was a young Pekingese puppy that had just been weaned.
"I just passed by the building next door and saw with my own eyes that a woman in her forties threw it out of the house. She kicked and cursed her and said she deserved to be picked up and cooked in hot pot for pooping at home. I said at the time
'Sister, this dog is too young. It needs to be taught everything. Don't beat it.'" The father gestured vividly: "Then, the woman looked at me and said, 'Countryman, I don't want this dog anymore.
, if you like it, take it away.'"
"Then you picked it up?" Haoran heard this with great interest. He had lived in SH City for so many years, so he naturally knew that although the Pekingese was beautiful and cute, it was indeed not an expensive breed and was lost.
Very normal.
"Yes, at that time, I picked up the puppy and left without looking back. Maybe the woman is still in a daze downstairs now." The father proudly touched the puppy's head and said.
: "For such a cute puppy, she still has the heart to hit and scold her. It really doesn't taste good to me."
"Which building is it in?" Haoran asked hurriedly. He was afraid that someone was saying something angrily, and his father, who was beaten to the end, would get the wrong idea.
"It's the building in front of us. You can see it from the balcony." My father pointed to the south side of the balcony.
Haoran rushed out immediately, but did not see the middle-aged woman in his father's mouth. Instead, he saw a little girl with horns jumping rope downstairs. From this situation, the woman probably really didn't want the puppy.
.
"What a cruel woman." After he came back, he commented. He abandoned the small animals he raised because he accidentally soiled the ground. He was really unloving.
"She doesn't want it, let's keep it." The mother found a small dish and poured some milk for the little Pekingese.
The little thing stretched out its pink tongue and licked while looking around with its two beautiful round eyes like black gemstones. When it glanced at Haoran's father, there was a vague look of gratitude.
"What a pitiable little thing, and its owner was so cruel that he just threw it away." The mother touched the puppy's soft fetal hair and muttered: "From now on, I will call you Xiaobai.
Bar."
Hearing the word "Xiaobai", the little Pekinese pug raised his head as if spiritually, glanced at Haoran's mother, purred, and then continued to lower his head to drink milk. That look seemed to be a response to this
Very happy with the new name.
"That's right, that's right. I'll call him Xiaobai from now on." The father smiled heartily. His family's dog used to be named Xiaohei, but unfortunately it was missing in the earthquake. Now this dog named Xiaobai just suits his taste.
The corner of Haoran's mouth twitched. If Xiaoyun came to the house in the future and was called "Xiaobai", should he answer the call himself or the little Beijing pug?
"I asked, can you change the name? For example, call it 'Zhuzhu'?" he suggested weakly.
"No, look at it. It has beautiful white fur and looks smart. How can it be called 'Pig'?" The father obviously didn't understand which "zhu" it was, and rejected his son's suggestion in one breath.
"It's not 'pig', it's 'bead'..." Haoran quickly defended, but his father couldn't read two characters, and he didn't have a pen at hand, so he really couldn't explain clearly.
As a result, the opposition was ineffective, and the little Jingba dog was officially named "Xiaobai" and fought against him.
"Xiaobai, come and eat a piece of chicken."
"Xiaobai, come on, shake hands."
"Xiaobai, lick master's hand."
"..."
From then on, the beginning of Haoran's miserable days began.
