In fact, going to Mo’s family for dinner was also a temporary motive. Although Mo Qiu also said that I should go to his house for lunch, but I didn’t immediately agree to it.
Sitting on the bus and looking at the street, one side is the construction site that broke ground, the other is the old medieval building, and the familiar four-story dormitory building. The first window from the left on the second floor is Yang Yang's house.
The current location of the bus will be called the most prestigious landscape in the eyes of the people of T City in the future, cutting off the glorious avenue of time and history.
Yang Yang and I are both people who have the same dreams and experiences, and both believe that the Internet is just another plane that can be freely transformed. People leaps and bounds in reality, and souls and souls live on the Internet.
"We are here at the three fork lane of Tzu Chi Road."
The conductor’s voice rang in my ears, followed the adults and got out of the car. I stood in front of the alley. This is the place where my grandfather hangs the pot. The plaque of Penglai Hall is hung in front of the "pharmacy" shop at the entrance of the alley. Most of this street is a combination of Chinese and Western old houses in the 1920s. The Mo family lives in an old western-style house two hundred meters away from here.
Looked at the pocket watch in his pocket, at 11:05.
This watch is a patekphilippe pocket watch given to me by Mr. Zhang and Mr. Duanmu during the Chinese New Year. For this watch, my uncle even made up for my lack of knowledge about pocket watches. This watch is five-point 18k rose gold. Asking the timekeeping single-button chronograph pocket watch, from the eyes of my uncle, this is a piece of the best century-old classic.
Regarding the source of the table, there is the following dialogue.
Zhang Mengping: "This was when we were fighting devils, Qin Shisan got it from a big Zuo, and there was a family crest on the back of the watch. Now I can return it to the original owner with peace of mind."
Zhang Xingguo: "Uncle Mengping, is it okay to hold this watch? Does the original owner's family have no objection?"
Duanmuge: "I don't think I used a bayonet to solve the disagreement thirteen decades ago."
Because of this sentence, my uncle didn't have a good meal in the next few days.
Although the story of this watch is a bit bloody, when I think that this is my grandfather's spoils, my descendants are more or less proud.
Along the sidewalk, I noticed a newly opened game room across the street. Its management is far less strict than before, and it uses rolling shutters. The opening business at this time allows me to clearly see the billiards in the game room. With coin-operated machines.
If there are no mistakes, in the second half of the year, the first computer game room in t city will open as scheduled, and then this kind of game room will slowly eat away at the space of video games. Many people of the same age and even adults will be exposed to computers during this time, and will also be exposed to many games that will be regarded as classics by countless hardcore players many years later.
Of course, I'm already satisfied with the sale of computers. Let others develop these more promising industries.
Two hundred meters walked quickly, and when I came to the small courtyard of Mo's family, I pushed open the small iron gate, walked quickly to the door and rang the doorbell. The stationery box was unexpected. It was not the Mo family's twins who came out to open the door. It was an unfamiliar girl who opened the door.
This pale girl was as tall as me, with three thousand green silks tied behind her head, and the beautiful and big-eyed little master stared at me curiously.
After a few seconds of silence, my voice and her voice sounded at the same time.
"Excuse me, are you the second passerby."
"Hello, this is Doctor Lu Ren."
"I didn't expect that Passerby would be the same age as me."
"I didn't think about it. I saw your photo at that time, and thought it was an editor deliberately taking your photo from when you were a kid to deceive people."
Sitting in the living room of Mo's family, I hit it off with this passerby.
The last name is Wen and the first name is Youqing.
The young character of the literary family ranks the ninth.
Mo Qiu's introduction is very responsible, but I am even more curious about such a family background, why Wen Youqing's pen is so melancholy.
"To tell you the truth, Wen Xiaojiu, your girl's continuation is really good." Mo Qiu knew the Wen family well, so he called You Qing by his nickname.
"Uncle Mo, if this is from there, I just think it would be better than what I wrote if Dr. Lu Ren came to write it."
"No, if I were to write, I might not be able to reach the current level." I honestly replied: "Youqing, I want to continue writing Six People
A blush flashed across Wen Youqing's face: "I always feel that if Shan Wan and Huang Qin are allowed, Qing Yu would be too pitiful."
"Same as I thought."
"However, Shan Wan's mind can't be wasted."
"Then what do you say?"
"Shan Wan and Qing Yu are best friends. It is not a good way to sacrifice anyone, unless one of them died because of an accident.
"Maybe, but maybe there is a better way."
"any solution?"
Wen Youqing asked, and I moved my little finger and wrote two words on the coffee table.
"fate."
I think Wen Youqing's little head has to think about how to say it.
I personally think that the most important thing about feelings is neither righteousness nor non-guessing, but trust in each other.
"Okay, little guys, it's time to eat."
Mo Yan and Mo Yan went out to play, so the lunch was only two guests, Wen Youqing and I. Mo Qiu, the master, gave us two little guys a small kitchen, a good man in the new era. It is amazing, because it is the braised lion head, and the taste in that is contrasted with the ginger balls of the white master's house.
After dinner, Mo Qiu went to the garage to prepare the car. Wen Youqing and I stood on the grass in the yard and waited for him.
"Doctor Lu Ren, what exactly did you mean by what you just said?"
"You will know in the future. Before that, let's go to the party first."
"Really, don't lie to me, say yes, you must show me the outline of the next one."
"No problem, by the way, You Qing, when I arrive at the editorial office in a moment, and see those old writers, what shall we do?"
"Yeah, what are we going to do?"
"You two little guys, get in the car."
Mo Qiu had parked the car in front of us.
"Uncle Mo, you said that when I arrived at the editorial office with Lu Renyi in a while, how should I greet other people?" After getting in the car, Wen Youqing raised the question in her heart.
"Whatever you do, and they won't arrive so early. The meeting will start at 1:30 in the afternoon. We will pass here, and it will be only one o'clock at the latest. It is you two little guys. If you want to write the fourth part, you have to write a little better.".
"Ok."
The editorial office of Nanfang Weekly is located in Qili Alley, Jiguang Street, Chengnan, City. When it comes to City, people first think of Bridges.
l The city is built on three tributaries divided by a small river. Since ancient times, it has been a Jiangnan water town above the standard. There are 27 stone bridges on the three branch rivers that existed as early as the Ming and Qing Dynasties, so there are 27 stone bridges since ancient times. The good name of the stars Yaohe Mansion.
Those bridges are now historic monuments and only allow pedestrians to pass, and there will be a new bridge near them for vehicles to pass.