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Chapter 311 The Counterattack of the Scholar 13

Chapter 311 The Counterattack of the Scholar 13
Meng Qingguang has a secret base.

Except for his grandfather, no one else in this world knows.

One more today.

It happened to be Friday, and both classes had physical education classes in the afternoon. The two exchanged glances on the playground, and then slipped to the infirmary to meet.

Lan Shuying grabbed a stray cat from the wall to lure the security guard away. As soon as he left, Meng Qingguang immediately turned out from behind the wall, and then the two of them left the school through the unguarded back door in an aboveboard manner.

"You... have good skills." Meng Qingguang praised with a light cough.

Lan Shuying thought for a while, and explained naturally: "When I was a child, I was greedy, and I wanted to eat sparrows, so I got it out of practice."

Meng Qingguang was dumbfounded.

He began to recall Du Xianjun's childhood again, and soon he couldn't help but beat his head in frustration - he blamed him for not paying attention to this neighbor. Looking back now, he felt as if he hadn't participated in her past at all, as if she had suddenly left her. A little girl has grown into the slim girl she is today.

He took Lan Shuying to a shop.

There is an old and blackened simple signboard hanging on it, and it can be vaguely seen that it is the signboard of a fruit shop.

Meng Qingguang raised her head and stared at it, her eyes filled with mist, and her whole body exuded a gloomy aura.

Lan Shuying guessed that it might have something to do with his parents.

He opened the shutters and called her in.

There's an old wooden counter, a plastic chair, old stuff, but well wiped down, obviously frequented.

"My dad used to sell fruit here."

Lan Shuying didn't ask him the idiotic question of why the store was deserted.

The neighborhood is sparsely populated, and the residential buildings are dilapidated, like a forgotten corner of the county.

It is difficult to rent or sell the facades located in this area, and there are only old Meng and him left in the Meng family. The young one has to go to school, and the old one... Going out to work is better than guarding a fruit shop where no one comes. much.

They cleaned the place by hand, poured out the dust, and then bought a plastic stool from the nearest canteen. This frontage of only a few square meters became a study base without being disturbed.

This place is never mentioned in the plot.

If Feng Wanwan hadn't annoyed him, he probably wouldn't have shared this place.

Lan Shuying thought about this, and reminded herself to keep a good distance from Meng Qingguang, it is enough to keep friends, not to be alienated, let alone to be close friends - to leave a comfortable pure land for this kind of people, because they are unreasonable The approach is already a harm to them.

"You have to be careful with that girl."

In the evening, when he was parting, Meng Qingguang hesitated for a while, and suddenly said this sentence.

"What's wrong?" Lan Shuying's heart moved slightly.

Meng Qingguang: "The way she looks at you...is not very clean." He originally wanted to say greed, but felt it was a bit prickly, so he used the word a little more euphemistically.

"Ok?"

He took a small step hastily, and reminded again: "You have to be careful of her."

Both of them knew that "she" refers to Feng Wanwan, but he only clicked here and didn't say more.

Lan Shuying nodded solemnly: "I see, thank you."

"No, you're welcome."

The boy's face turned red quickly, as if it was the first time he had received such a serious thank you, and he was not used to it.

He quickly turned and left, taking a few steps at the same time.

Lan Shuying watched his back silently.

This boy's mind is very sensitive, and now Feng Wanwan has left a bad impression on him, and he has also seen that Feng Wanwan has plans for her.

Should Feng Wanwan be given a chance so that Meng Qingguang can further understand what she is coveting?
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The next day was Saturday, and the restaurant was a little busier than usual, because if the boarding students in the school didn't plan to go home, they might gather in small groups, gather their tickets, and change their taste in the restaurant.

The working girl in the store was so busy that Du's mother came over twice to bluff and asked Lan Shuying to help serve the dishes, but Lao Du resolutely stopped her.

The landline on the second floor rang, and it was Grandma Du.

One of the antihypertensive drugs she usually takes is almost finished, and it happens to be the weekend, so she wants her granddaughter to take two boxes with her when she goes home.

Lan Shuying agreed.

Du Xianjun usually doesn't spend much money, and Du's mother is in charge of the family's finances. She can spend 20 yuan here, which is considered a lot, so Lan Shuying decisively asked Lao Du for money.

Du's mother moaned for a while, seeing that noon was getting busier, she reluctantly took out a pink bill amidst Lao Du's roar, and rolled her eyes: "I owe you what I owed you in my previous life, take it and go buy it quickly." , bring the rest back to me, do you hear me?"

"Ah."

Lan Shuying bought three boxes and had ten yuan left, so Lao Du asked her to keep it as fare.After eating at noon that day, she went to the station.

The ancestors of the Du family all lived in this mountain, with beautiful mountains and clear waters and good air.

The village was built in front of the mountain, if you go deeper, you may still encounter good wild medicinal materials.Of course, there are also dangers, and there are still beasts inside.

The bus stopped at the terminal at the foot of the mountain. Lan Shuying jumped down with a plastic bag filled with medicine, and suddenly saw a luxury car parked by the road not far away.

It can be seen from the several 8s on the license plate number that the identity of the car owner is definitely not low, either rich or expensive.

The car window was just pulled down a little, revealing the side face with the sunglasses pressed down.

The other party was sitting in the co-pilot, with a straight nose, elegant lines, fair skin, and an air of extravagance. He looked like a young man who hadn't suffered much.

He glanced at her, then turned back.

At this moment, his body froze suddenly, and Brother Young Master hastily rolled down the car window, and raised his voice to this side and asked, "Excuse me, are you Du Xianjun?"

Lan Shuying stopped in her tracks, "What's the matter?"

He opened the car door and took off the sunglasses, revealing a handsome face, Lan Shuying was stunned.

She hastily sketched a face in her mind, and found that if Meng Qingguang's facial features were stretched a little, and her bangs were brushed up, she would be exactly the boyish version of the person in front of her.

Genes are a very magical thing. If two people have a close blood relationship, they can indeed see some similarities from their appearance.

Such as King Tianwu and Ye Luoxiang, such as Empress Mu and Lady Lian, such as Mrs. Tang and Yuan Fei.

Another example……

She looked at the young man, waiting for him to continue.

"My surname is Han, Han Lifei, and I'm here to find a long-lost relative."

As Han Lifei said, he showed her an old black and white photo.

Above are a man and a woman.

The man wears glasses and has a bookish look all over his body. Standing next to him is a girl with a book in her arms, wearing a well-tailored dress, with a sweet smile, and an innocence in her clear eyes that is so pampered that she doesn't know how to feel sad.

Han Lifei introduced that the man in the photo is his father, and the woman is his aunt Han Lin.

Lan Shuying had already guessed what he wanted to express.

The facial features of the two brothers and sisters are very delicate, and most importantly, the two are in their teenage years in the photo, which makes their similarity with Meng Qingguang even more obvious.

(End of this chapter)

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