"I want to find this guy and talk to him. If possible, I will continue to write the fourth book."
"real or fake."
"Really, the story of the six should have a complete ending. Maybe it lacks happiness, maybe it lacks tears, but it should not lack an end."
Mo Qiu's face was serious when he heard this, but I just smiled.
"I said, what's the matter with you?"
"What you just said is not what you can say at your age."
"Premature, well, it's time to serve tea and water."
I grabbed his tea tray, and then left him behind. No wonder the guy with his dead wife would say that. I can understand that Mo Qiu should say that Dai Qiu’s miss for his deceased wife made him feel for my words. It resonates. He is really loving the woman in his heart, even if that woman has already become history, living with the memories of a lifetime for twenty years is really not easy for a man.
It is strange to say that Mo Yan Moyu, whom Mo Yan met because he attended the same elementary school in his previous life, had to rely on the most primitive Chinese New Year to get acquainted in this life.
Mo Yan and Mo Yu were sitting beside Wang in the living room. I was not surprised. I was surprised that there was a guy who surprised me sitting beside them.
Black and thick long hair, a pair of bright big eyes, small lips, and those jeans with straps, if it weren’t for the true identity that I had already seen through this skin bag, I would also have a look of dissatisfaction just like Cheng. .
Qing Ming, it's been a long time since I greeted silently in my heart, the tea tray in my hand became flatter.
Seeing me appearing in the living room with tea, Qing Ming's eyes were a little more surprised, Mo Yan's expression was a little more excited, and Mo Yu's cheeks were even more red.
"Xiao Qiu, who is this child?" The old man smiled kindly, and all I returned was a smile. Father Mo was younger. If there is nothing wrong, it would take him another ten years to start worrying about the marriage of his two granddaughters. Speaking of it, I was also acquainted with Lord Mo in my previous life. The old and the young used to sit and chat together. Although drinking tea, sometimes I played two games of chess.
"Dad, he is the little genius writer I told you about."
"Hello, Grandpa Mo, I'm Doctor Lu Ren."
With the introduction of Mo Qiu, Father Mo's smile became stronger. He raised his brows at me on purpose and then looked around again. I thought to myself that this old man really knows the goods, and at the same time I did not forget the sweetness of his mouth. .
"Mo Yan, Mo Yu, my two darlings have lumps." Now that the introduction is over, Mo Qiu quickly introduced his pair of daughters: "Two girls film, your most admired writer is here."
"If it wasn't for my father to tell us, I can't believe you are the second passerby."
"It's really good, you wrote the third part of the Six People's Row!"
Mo Yan and Mo Yu seemed to appreciate me greatly, and I thought to myself that the credit really should be attributed to that dear man.
"There, I just wrote some hearsay. As for the authenticity of the story, you are very suspicious." At this point, I deliberately sat next to Mo Yu, and Qing Ming's face really flashed unpleasantly. But the child must be a child, and Mo Qiu's smile towards Qing Ming was swept from the corner of my eye.
"By the way, who is this?"
"Ah, it's Qing Ming, our good friend."
"Qing Ming? A very beautiful girl, not inferior to you."
I can say that it was a wicked smile, Qing Ming's face really changed, he stared at me a little angrily, but Mo Yan really still protected him.
"Don't say "chaos", Qing Ming is a boy."
"Boys have such long hair."
"This is the tradition of our youth family. You can challenge the rules, but you must never ignore the tradition!"
"Challenging the rules is just a trick of the honest people, playing with the law is the means of the strong!" I muttered for a while, and I hoped to smile knowingly, even Father Mo rarely joked.
"Sure enough, it's a hero who was born a teenager, little guy, are you interested in being the son-in-law of my Mo family?"
Father Mo's joke was a bit big, and the three girls' faces changed completely. Of course, each family had their own minds. While I was muttering to the joke, I also consciously sat closer to Mo Yu.
"Just kidding, but if Duanmu doesn't want you, Grandpa Mo will introduce you to an adult family."
Probably due to family pressure, and more for my safety considerations, Mr. Mo was finally willing to let me go.
"You will always be serious, right." I was smiling with skinny flesh, and Father Mo pressed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "The Duanmu pillow is as serious as I am. And how serious I am, that person How serious."
I didn't say anything, I had already opened the pot in my heart. Wouldn't it be someone who could be recommended by Mr. Mo.
"Xu Taiji, have you heard of this name?"
"Xu Taiji" Xu Family? C city red "color" merchant? I know the Xu family. This big son was a well-known capitalist in C city and even in Zhejiang during the Liberation War. At that time, Xu Wenxiu, the head of the Xu family, had secretly supported the "Communist" party during the Anti-Japanese War and served as a post after liberation. The mayor of this city, this is all intelligence that already exists.
After the reform and opening up, the small vault that Xu family ancestors put in the Swiss bank was taken out by Xu Taiji. Although I didn’t know how many there were before, according to my analysis of the future development of Xu’s enterprise in the past two years, it is absolutely not Will be less than eight digits.
It's a pity that Xu Taiji's only son, Xu Guanwen, and his daughter-in-law "wife" passed away in a car accident when they traveled to Hong Kong last year. In my memory, because Xu Taiji's granddaughter married an inhumane, the Xu family could not escape the fate of being divided by relatives in the end. The ending of the old man's old age is even more embarrassing. Moreover, there are so many relatives in the Xu family as dogs, I think for the safety of my own life, it is better not to have any wrong thoughts.
"Grandpa Mo, stop joking."
"No kidding, Grandpa Mo has heard a lot of interesting things from my stupid son-in-law."
"Duan Mudong, you little man, even said you don't tell anyone." I half-dead Duan Mudong scolded in my heart, but my words were humble and tight: "Grandpa Mo, those are just for fun."
"Funny kid, let's eat at my house at noon."
"Thank you Grandpa Mo."
"By the way, your kid will go to the study with me, and I will ask you a few questions."
"Is it me."
"It's not who you are."
Master Mo glared, and I followed him to the second floor with some helplessness. When I went up the stairs, I looked downstairs and looked at me with a smile.
Followed Master Mo into the study, he closed the door, and then the old god walked to the balcony of the study and sat on his favorite wicker chair.
The study room was the same as before, with the same black "color" bookcases, except that there were a few books missing.
"Sit down, you're welcome."
"Grandpa Mo has something to do with me."
"Do you think you can change Duanmu sleeper's mind."
"I can only do my best to obey the destiny."
I’m telling the truth. It’s a fact that Zhao Ziyang’s grandfather is very kind to Duanmu Pillow, and the Zhao family is also a big business in L City. How much red-top businessmen in the 1990s can make, as long as they don’t have any water in their heads, it’s a matter of heart. As we know, this number will only be considered small, not high.