I glanced at the computer screen and saw that Yang Mei had closed the web page and was chatting with her friends.
A person named "Ruffian Li" is constantly sending messages to Yang Mei. In this era, due to the influence of Ruffian Cai's "First Intimate Contact", many people are willing to give their online names something.
Ruffian
These symbolic texts were the predecessors of the later Martian written brain-dead bodies.
"What are you doing? How are you doing lately?"
"My dear, I miss you so much!"
"Why don't you speak?"
"Are you there?"
Yang Mei simply ignored these messages and had a lively chat with another friend.
"That man is talking to you, why are you ignoring him?" I asked.
"Oh, it's Li Xiaogang. He talks to me non-stop every time I go online. He's getting annoying to death." Yang Mei said, "By the way, what's your MSN?"
MSN is now a product of Sugon. Although I have an account, it is an internal account of Sugon, ending with a dedicated mailbox for internal high-level officials, so it is not convenient to tell her at this time.
"Oh? I don't chat much, not like this!" I said.
"That's it, forget it!" Yang Mei said with some disappointment, and continued chatting with people online.
"For safety's sake, stay away from the Internet? What's this name?" I pointed at the online name of the person chatting with Yang Mei strangely and said.
"This is Liu Ying, my friend at the police station. There have been several cases of online abduction and fraud recently!" Yang Mei explained.
I was so dizzy that I really deserved to be a police officer. I never forgot to educate others when surfing the Internet!
I watched it for a while and felt bored. It was nothing more than inexplicable topics among little girls, such as perfume and clothing. I stood up and looked around the room. When I came to the bookshelf, I found that there were
There are several photos of celebrities. The person in the photos is obviously Yang Mei. She is about fifteen or sixteen years old. It seems that they were taken when she was in school.
"Hey, what's going on with you? Are you peeking into my privacy?" Yang Mei said and stood up, trying to push me aside.
"I was just looking at your photos, why did you react so much, hey? There's also a photo album here, I'll take it out and take a look!" I suddenly found a photo album in the bottom shelf of the bookshelf!
"No!" Yang Mei reached out and knocked off my hand that was about to open the bookshelf door.
"You can't even look at it?" I was a little surprised.
"It's not impossible, it's absolutely impossible!" Yang Mei said with certainty.
Before I could say anything else, I heard the sound of a key opening the door. Then, the door to Yang Mei's room was pushed open, and Yang's mother stood at the door with a serious and nervous face.
"Mom, what are you going to do? Why do you have the key to my room? Aren't they all in my hand?" Yang Mei asked unhappily when she saw the key in her mother's hand.
"I'm your mother, what's weird about having a spare key!" Mother Yang said as she scanned the room with her eyes. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw nothing unusual.
Mother Yang and Yang Mei had a quarrel just now. Yang Mei said that they had already lived together in city B, which shocked Mother Yang. She wondered if this Zheng Shaopeng was a virgin. If so, wouldn't the golden turtle son-in-law want to
Fly away?
But when I thought about it carefully later, I realized that something was wrong! Mother Yang was so old, she was already experienced. After thinking about the way Yang Mei walked and her movements, she suddenly realized that her daughter was still a virgin and had not been raped.
Only then did I realize that my daughter was just talking nonsense when she was angry, but now she became scared. Yang Mei has a more straightforward personality and is a person who does what she says. When Mother Yang saw her daughter locking the door, she became even more frightened.
The more she thought about it, she felt something was wrong. She was afraid that if Yang Mei really had a relationship with that little Liu, she would regret it, so she quickly found the spare key and opened the door.
Of course, Yang Mei had no way of guessing this. When she saw her mother coming in, she thought she was here to scold her again, so she quickly walked to the door, pushed her mother out, followed her out, and then left the room with her.
The door was closed, obviously not wanting me to see the joke.
However, the quarrel outside the door could still be vaguely heard in the house. I am not Yang Mei's real boyfriend, and I don't care about it, nor did I go out of my way to inquire.
After waiting for a while, Yang Mei didn't come back. I was bored, so I took out Yang Mei's photo album from the bookshelf with some curiosity.
"It's so mysterious. Could it be that there are photos of her first love in it?" I thought to myself and opened the photo album.
It turned out that there were photos of Yang Mei as a child, some with a red scarf, and some with children.
Although girls can change, they must have a good foundation. Yang Mei has already stood out since she was a child. She has big eyes and some baby fat on her face, but she vaguely looks like she does now!
I couldn't help but continue to look through it with great interest. It can be seen that Yang Mei had a very good relationship with her mother when she was a child. Many photos show her happily nestling in her mother's arms. Both mother and daughter smiled brightly.
Very happy.
However, as time went by, as she grew older and experienced more years of experience, Yang's mother began to become snobbish, hoping to use her daughter to gain glory and wealth. As a result, the relationship between mother and daughter became more and more tense, and even cracked.
.
I sighed. The generation born in the 1940s and 1950s experienced the Cultural Revolution, experienced suffering, and also experienced the tide of reform and opening up. They suffered all their lives, which made them envious of wealth and hope that their children would be rich.
, thus achieving both prosperity and prosperity.
My mother was also like this at the beginning. Although not as obvious as Yang's mother, she also vaguely revealed to my father how Zhao Junsheng was making money now. (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please log in to www.
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