Chapter 65: Every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite
Meng Xiaoan followed Qian Meng and was a little surprised to see that she did not go towards his home. In order to prevent Qian Meng from finding out that he was following, Meng Xiaoan was careful. Soon, Meng Xiaoan saw her in a private house.
When the clinic stopped, Meng Xiaoxin said: "I asked her why she didn't go home. She came here to get the medicine first."
Meng Xiaoan followed Qian Meng back to her home. Qian Meng suddenly turned around. Meng Xiaoan was caught off guard. Then she smiled dryly and stepped forward to say hello: "Hi." How did she know that he was following her behind her back? In fact, it was all Qian Meng's fault.
With her sixth sense, she felt someone following her after returning from school. She thought that this must be a classmate from school, so she did not look back. But she was almost home, and this person was still following her. She felt a little suspicious, so she immediately
Turn around to see who it is?
What was unexpected was Meng Xiaoan. To be honest, she had not said a word to this boy from the time she entered the class until now, except for the first period of physical education class. Does this guy have anything to do with her?
Meng Xiaoan came to the front of Qian Meng, looked at Qian Meng's somewhat wary eyes, and smiled: "Qian Meng, you don't think of me as a bad person, do you?"
Qian Meng also laughed. Although she didn't know why Meng Xiaoan was following her, she was very sure that Meng Xiaoan was not a bad person, because how could a bad person's eyes be so bright?
"Well, I believe you are not a bad person." Qian Meng is a person with a gentle personality, "Do you have anything to do with me?"
Meng Xiaoan didn't seem to hide his purpose of following her, and said, "Can I go back to your house and talk?"
"My family?" Qian Meng looked confused, "My family is a bit like that..." She looked very embarrassed.
Meng Xiaoan didn't know why she was so hesitant, thinking it was inconvenient for her. He was also a shameless person, and felt that Qian Meng was a girl who would not refuse others, so he said: "It doesn't matter, your family is not like a dragon's den, right?"
Qian Meng said: "Okay, let's go to my house. We are all here." He took Meng Xiaoan upstairs.
Liang Wei, who was following behind, thought curiously: "Meng Xiaoan went upstairs with Qian Meng just like that? Do these two people know each other? If they keep following, they will definitely find out." After thinking about it, there will be something wrong in the future.
Time to ask Meng Xiaoan.
As for Zhao Yaoyao, she also had strange thoughts. How did Meng Xiaoan get in touch with Qian Meng? She had been with Meng Xiaoan for three years in junior high school. She knew exactly what this guy looked like. She probably didn't know Qian Meng. She didn't want to follow him.
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Meng Xiaoan finally understood why Qian Meng looked hesitant when she met Qian Meng downstairs. Her home could really be described as bare-walled. Apart from basic furniture, there was nothing, not even a TV in the living room.
"This is my home." Although Qian Meng hesitated for a moment, he still said it, "That's why I asked you not to come up just now."
"Mengmeng, is someone here?" A hoarse voice was heard, followed by a loud cough, as if he was coughing out his lungs.
A middle-aged woman walked out of the room wearing a thin windbreaker. The woman had a pale face and some gray hair.
"Mom, this is the medicine I bought today. I'll cook it for you right away." Qian Meng stepped forward and said to her mother, "Xiao An, I'm going to boil the medicine first. You wait a moment."
"Hello, aunt, I am Qian Meng's classmate, Xiaoan." Meng Xiaoan greeted.
"Hello, sit down, sit down, I'll get you a glass of boiled water." Qian Meng's mother smiled warmly, "I haven't seen Qian Meng bring his classmates home for a long time."
Meng Xiaoan said: "If it were me, I might not bring my classmates home. I would inevitably have some inferiority complex." Meng Xiaoan smiled and said: "Thank you, auntie, then I am the first classmate Qian Meng brings home."
Got it." He finished with the glass of boiling water.
"Xiao An, there is nothing here to greet you, don't take it off." Qian Meng's mother said very embarrassed.
"Auntie, it's okay. Just a glass of boiling water will be enough. I'm not a young man." Meng Xiaoan smiled and found that there were many certificates on the wall, all of which were from Qian Meng, from kindergarten to the third grade of junior high school.
"Xiao An, are you Mengmeng? Are you a classmate?"
"Yes, Auntie." Meng Xiaoan said, "Auntie, what's your illness?"
"I have been ill for more than ten years. I have been coughing all day long. I have seen many doctors, but none of them can cure me. Now I am taking traditional Chinese medicine. If it weren't for my disease, Mengmeng might be able to be like other people's medicine.
The child has a happy childhood." Qian Meng's mother said in an unusually helpless tone when she mentioned the sad incident.