Zhou Jicheng probably didn't expect Tang Mu to dare to tell the truth, his face suddenly turned pale, he looked carefully at Zhou Maoguo several times, and his teeth trembled unconsciously.
Grandma Wang Hongjuan saw that it was not good, so she stepped forward quickly, protected her grandson behind her, and said to Tang Mu with a smile: "Oh, Tang Mu, look at your child, what nonsense are you talking about. Don't worry, our family has always been kind and simple. Just like grandma treats you and her grandson. It's just a broken antique, and it's broken, your dad won't take it to heart."
After speaking, Wang Hongjuan grabbed Zhou Jicheng's hand tightly, looked at Zhou Maoguo and said, "Maoguo, what do you think?"
Zhou Maoguo first glanced at his old mother, and then slashed Zhou Jicheng with a knife out of the corner of his eye.
Zhou Jicheng immediately trembled with fright.
Although Zhou Maoguo hadn't calmed down yet, he didn't scold Song Wen anymore.
He kicked the debris on the ground with his foot, pointed at Song Wen and said, "Don't hurry up and clean it up, keep the debris on the ground, in case the child's feet are stabbed again."
Wang Hongjuan was on the side, secretly relieved, but she still held onto her grandson's hand, and said to Song Wen: "When you're ready, let's prepare for dinner, Mao Guo and the children are hungry."
The rain outside the window, I do not know when it has stopped.
This big family's farce seems to have never existed.
Tang Muben thought that if Zhou Jicheng refuted him, he could list several pieces of evidence to prove his innocence.
But right now, it seems that there is no need for that at all.
The atmosphere in the villa quickly returned to normal, and the debris on the ground was quickly cleaned up by Song Wen. Next, Song Wen went to the kitchen alone and was busy.
When Song Wen first entered the Zhou family, he couldn't do anything. After years of hard work, she is now doing housework quickly and neatly.
Suddenly the Zhou family was a nouveau riche, but Wang Hongjuan, adhering to the "hard and simple" style, never hired a nanny, and asked Song Wen to do all the work in the family alone.
In less than five minutes, Song Wen had already prepared the meal. The family sat happily at the table. Grandma was the first to use chopsticks, and gave her grandson and son a piece of spareribs.
After Zhou Maoguo sat down and took a few bites, he remembered what it was like, and said to Song Wen, "Where's that child Tang Mu, tell him to come down to eat."
Zhou Jicheng snorted with disdain on his face: "What's wrong, you have to be called by others to eat, such an uncle?"
Grandma Wang Hongjuan smiled and put another piece of meat in Zhou Jicheng's bowl: "We are still obedient, just sit here obediently when it's time for dinner, no one needs to worry about it."
Zhou Yu glanced at his grandmother, then at his mother who had not yet served the table, who had been serving Zhou Maoguo, brought him a spoon and handed him a small bowl, and then jumped off the chair and said, "I'll go and call my brother. Come down and eat."
When Zhou Yu went upstairs, Tang Mu was packing things in the house. He didn't want to be dragging his feet, and he would leave the house tomorrow at the latest.
Zhou Yu called out to his brother in a small milk voice, Tang Mu was stunned for a while, and then he squeezed out a smile and said to Zhou Yu: "Go down to eat, brother is not hungry."
Zhou Yu was only six years old. Although Zao Hui could tell the difference between Tang Mu's brother and Zhou Jicheng's brother, she still couldn't see the atmosphere of the house.
Since Tang Mu said he was not hungry, he might be really not hungry.
When Zhou Yu returned to the dinner table and talked about this to Song Wen, Song Wen's eyes darkened slightly...
Song Wen thought that Tang Mu was being petty about what had just happened.
Song Wen didn't know why Tang Mu suddenly didn't want to take the blame for Zhou Jicheng. In her opinion, this is not a big deal.
Maybe Tang Mu, this child, is not as obedient and obedient as before, so he began to rebel.
Thinking of this, Song Wen was also inexplicably angry. When this incident happened today, she had to work hard to restore her relationship with Wang Hongjuan and Zhou Jicheng.
This child, why can't she save her snacks
Song Wen helped Zhou Yu pick the bones, and whispered to Zhou Yu with a gloomy expression: "It's okay, your brother won't eat if he's not hungry, don't worry about him."
Tang Mu was actually quite hungry. It was fine at the beginning, but after eight o'clock in the evening, Tang Mu's stomach started to growl.
He no longer remembered himself at this time, whether he had eaten at noon. He also thought that when everyone was asleep, he would go to the kitchen by himself to find something to cushion.
But Tang Mu couldn't help thinking of an incident from the past. At that time, he was also in a cram school outside, and he didn't make it in time for dinner, and then went to the kitchen to eat the remaining silkworm chrysalis and spare ribs.
The next day, after Wang Hongjuan found out that the leftovers in the kitchen were gone, she nagged for a long time. While slapping Zhou Jicheng, she said angrily, "You stupid child, did you not eat a few bites of last night's Living Fairy? Grandma didn't even want to eat it, so she wanted to save some for you, but you didn't know how to eat it. It's gone in the morning."
Song Wen naturally knew what was going on, but she didn't speak the whole time.
But Tang Mu found Song Wen and hurriedly apologized first: "Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't know that the living fairy was left to Brother Cheng by grandma. I was hungry last night, I thought it was leftovers..."
Song Wen didn't say anything, just glanced at Tang Mu and whispered, "Okay, I know, don't admit that you ate it. Just pretend you can't hear what grandma says."
Tang Mu was a very thin-skinned person. Even though he had cultivated an indestructible body in this family, he felt extremely uncomfortable when he heard his grandmother scolding Sang and scolding Huai.
So from that time on, even if he missed dinner and went to the kitchen to find something to eat, he just ate some steamed bread and rice noodles, trying not to make mistakes.
Even at this time, the Zhou family was not bad at all.
In fact, when I think about it carefully, it is already a matter of my previous life. But as long as he was still in this house, the feeling of depression and suffocation that came upon him could drown Tang Mu.
That's all, I'm hungry when I'm hungry. I'm going to leave Zhou's house anyway, so Tang Mu doesn't want to touch things in the kitchen to make him feel bad.
Perhaps, Tang Mu's reappearance will not change his destiny. Maybe, four years later, he will still encounter the same tragedy.
Then, let's just assume that there are only four years left in his next days.
Since he was about to die, he didn't have to endure it in this house.
Leaving is the best relief.
Tang Mu didn't have many things. After packing, he only had two suitcases.
Those records of classmates, the cards that he saved when he was a child, the figurines given by his classmates, etc., Tang Mu can give up.
He threw all the collections that he used to treasure very dearly into the trash bin like trash.
In the face of life and death, these things that were once thought to be collected for a lifetime are completely worthless.
Nothing is more precious than life.
On the morning of leaving Zhou's house, the sun had not yet risen. But a ray of sunshine can't wait to break through the darkness and illuminate the bright world that is coming.
When Tang Mu pushed two suitcases and stood on the empty street, he suddenly laughed.
He stretched out his hand, closed his eyes, and felt the chirping of birds and insects around him, as well as the slightest traces of water vapor passing through his fingertips. This turned out to be the feeling of freedom.
It's good, even if there may only be four years left, he can live a reckless life according to his own wishes.
Tang Mu still had 500 yuan left, which was quite good, and he wouldn't wander around penniless.
He bought a train ticket, a bottle of mineral water, and a bowl of instant noodles, and set foot on the road to D city.
Tang Mu's university was in City D, and there were forty days before the university started.
In his last life, he had been working part-time in a chess and card shop outside the school, taking advantage of his spare weekends. The owner of the chess and card shop, Wang Honghan, is a man of righteousness.
Tang Mu still remembered the first time he went to his shop to play mahjong.
In those two years, Tang Mu was able to earn some living expenses in Wang Honghan's store.
Going around, Tang Mu came here again and saw Wang Honghan four years ago.
And Honghan Chess and Cards, just opened today.
Tang Mu stood in front of the plaque of Honghan Chess and Cards, and showed a warm and friendly smile at Wang Honghan.
At this time, Wang Honghan didn't know Tang Mu at all, but for some reason, when he looked at the thin, naive young man in front of him, he felt a sense of familiarity.
Tang Mu was the first to speak: "Boss, are you recruiting people in your store?"
Wang Honghan glanced at the two large suitcases beside Tang Mu and was stunned: "This... I have no plans to recruit people for this small business. Where do you live, young man? There is a big hotel on the street to recruit people.”
"It's okay, boss, I've spotted your place today, and within two years, your business will grow bigger and bigger. What do you think? I'll come to your store to help you play cards with customers and help You clean up the private room, you can find me a place to live, the salary is convenient, and my requirements are not very high, you can just look at it."
Wang Honghan smiled when he heard the words: "The young man is quite funny, why are you so sure that my business will grow?"
Tang Mu also smiled, as if there were stars twinkling in his eyes, he looked at Wang Honghan brightly: "I just believe that your whole body reveals wealth."
"Besides, you believe me, I play very well, and I will definitely satisfy you."
Business people, who do not want to hear such auspicious words.
Wang Honghan felt that the young man in front of him had a special affinity with him, but just looking at Tang Mu's posture, he couldn't make up his mind.
Before Wang Honghan could let go, an extremely handsome man came out of the door.
He should be about the same age as Tang Mu, wearing black skinny jeans, showing off his slender and well-proportioned calves. The upper body is a light green T-shirt without any pattern and decoration. It's such a simple match, and it's so perfect when worn on him.
Tang Mu raised his head and looked at him carefully. He is a typical cold white skin, with deep facial features, long and narrow eyes, and a high nose. He stood there smiling faintly, revealing a small dimple on the right side of his face.
People come and go on the street, but this boy doesn't seem to belong to this world, his temperament is cold and noble like a fairy.
Tang Mu has always been confident in his looks, and he never pays attention to other men. But he had to admit that the presence of him in front of him still surprised him.
Yan Xi put his hands in his pockets, stared at Tang Mu and said, "You said you played well? Would you dare to compete with me?"
The author has something to say:
Living Fairy: It is a kind of food. Local dialect called it, one of the specialties of Liaoning. That is, it has not completely transformed into a silkworm chrysalis, and the skin on the body has not completely turned black and hard, and it will be very soft when fried, and there is no need to spit the skin. The price is more expensive than that of silkworm chrysalis, and fresh and live gods must be cooked immediately, otherwise they will become silkworm chrysalis the next day. (The above comes from the author's personal explanation)