Genius club

Lin Xian put down his chopsticks, leaned back on the chair, and fell silent.

On the plate in front of me was a plate of boiled peanuts with sesame sauce and gluten.

hard to imagine……

How did a rural woman who was thin, poor, and bullied everywhere pick up rotten land that others didn't want, accumulate little things, and plant peanuts one by one to make Zhou Duanyun grow up?

This kind of thing sounds worse than scar literature.

But that's what it is.

A fact that motherhood is strong.

"Later, did he really win the lottery?" Lin Xian asked tentatively.

"That's for sure!"

Zhou Le replied without hesitation:

"He definitely won the lottery! Otherwise, how could he suddenly have so much money! You don't even know how rich Zhou Duanyun was at that time!"

"Did Zhou Duanyun admit it himself?" Lin Xian continued to ask.

"He will definitely not dare to admit it, haha!" Zhou Le poured himself a glass of wine, drank it all, and looked at Lin Xian with a smile:

"Who would admit that he won the lottery if he won the lottery? As long as you dare to admit it, wouldn't everyone rush to your house to borrow money? At that time, everyone in the village said that he had won the lottery, but he refused to admit it, but the more he The more we don’t admit it, the more true it is!”

"Zhou Duanyun's life should have taken off at that time." Zhou Le picked up a few peanuts and put them in his mouth:

"That's how fortune is, it's time to rebound when you hit rock bottom. Zhou Duanyun was admitted to a prestigious university, won the lottery, and immediately became a celebrity in the village. From then on, no one bullied their family anymore, but Zhou Duanyun When Duanyun went to college, many people in the village gave him gifts, hoping that he would be successful in the future. "

"What a drama." Lin Xian couldn't help but sigh.

It was so dramatic.

"Didn't you ever suspect that Zhou Duanyun's admission notice was fake? His grades are usually so poor, why was he suddenly admitted to 985 University?"

"I must have been suspicious at first!" Zhou Le said:

"But didn't our class teacher later send a congratulatory message, saying that everyone in our class had been admitted to college, and also listed the names of the schools, so how could it be false?"

…

So far.

Lin Xian finally understood this dramatic experience.

By some mistake.

The two "lies" that Zhou Duanyun told unintentionally convinced the greedy villagers to believe them and completely changed their attitude towards the mother and son.

From being bullied everywhere to being treated as a guest of honor.

In fact, essentially nothing has changed, but everything has changed.

The world is so wonderful.

If you really say you won the lottery, everyone's first reaction will be disbelief.

And the more you deny that you won the lottery, the more others will think you are lying.

Lin Xian couldn't guess how Zhou Duanyun viewed these two things... But since he accepted the gifts from the villagers and pretended to go to college...

This means that he eventually maintained the scam subtly and continued to deceive everyone.

Was it deception that allowed him to taste the sweetness of deception?

Or did the change in the villagers' attitudes allow him to truly understand the hypocrisy of human nature?

Now let’s see.

Zhou Duanyun is like a person wearing a mask.

And the mask on his face seemed to have more than one layer. …. .

"What happened next?" Lin Xian looked at Zhou Le:

"How did Zhou Duanyun become prosperous later?"

"That's not too clear..." Zhou Le raised his glass again:

"You also know that Zhou Duanyun's character is actually something that none of us can get along with. Moreover, many people in the village bullied Zhou Duanyun and laughed at his jokes. Although I did not participate in this kind of bullying, I did not He stood up for Zhou Duanyun, so we can’t be considered friends.”

"Now that I think about it, I actually feel quite guilty. After all, I was a classmate at the time, so I should have helped no matter what. But...hey, people are like this. When you grow up, when you realize it, it will be too late."

"[Some things I thought were a big deal when I was a child, but when I grow up, I realize that they are just a trivial matter; but there are some things that I thought were trivial and trivial when I was a child... only to find out when I grow up that they are a big deal.]"

Boom.

Zhou Le put down his wine glass and wiped his mouth:

"Lin Xian, you have nothing to do this afternoon. Come and sit at home."

"I won't go." Lin Xian waved his hand.

"Come on, come on, let me show you the Zhou Duanyun family's mansion!"

"Mansion?"

Lin Xian became interested:

"When was it built?"

"It was built last year. After Zhou Duanyun became prosperous, he bought all the homesteads in the surrounding neighborhoods and built a nine-story mansion for his mother! It's like a fucking castle!"

Lin Xian was indeed a little curious. Besides, he and Zhou Le hadn't talked enough yet and wanted to know more information about Zhou Duanyun.

At present, I only have some understanding of Zhou Duanyun's experience before college, but the following few years are still blank.

How did he develop?

Why is it so developed?

Zhou Le didn't know that Zhou Duanyun's lottery ticket and admission notice were both fake, but Lin Xian knew. He knew clearly that relying on lottery tickets as start-up capital to make a fortune was completely a lie.

Lies, lies, lies.

r\u003e

Zhou Duanyun's body was full of lies.

Everything is fake, but there is always something true, right?

"Okay." Lin Xian stretched out his hand to ask the waiter to pay:

"Then let's go sit at your house."

…

The village where Zhou Duanyun and Zhou Le grew up was very remote, so they first took a rickety bus for an hour, and then took a taxi to arrive.

I haven’t entered the village yet.

From afar, Lin Xian saw the nine-story castle!

real……

This size and scale can no longer be described as a villa, it is truly a castle.

The external splendor is even comparable to that of Chushanhe's private club, but of course, the internal gap must be huge.

"How about it? It's spectacular, isn't it?"

After getting off the car, Zhou Le pointed at the spectacular castle with a smile:

"Now the status of Zhou Duanyun's family in the village is not what it used to be. After Zhou Duanyun became rich, he did not forget about the villagers. He helped everyone a lot. He also built roads and temples in the village and made money for everyone. . Now in everyone’s mind, Zhou Duanyun has a higher status than the village chief!”

"That's for sure." Lin Xian thought to himself, in such a powerful place, whoever can make everyone make money is the father, it's just such a reality.

When Lin Xian and Zhou Le approached, they found that there was almost no trace of decoration in the huge courtyard of the castle. It was all flat and fertile land, and a thin, white-haired woman was bending down to work. …. .

"Aunt!"

Zhou Le was obviously very familiar with her. He walked to the courtyard wall and shouted directly.

The white-haired woman was wearing clean but somewhat white clothes, her hair was neatly combed, and she raised her head.

Seeing Zhou Le, smiling, wrinkles squeezed together on his face:

"Oh, Lele."

"Lin Xian, this is Zhou Duanyun's mother." After introducing Lin Xian, Zhou Le looked at Zhou Duanyun's mother again:

"Auntie, this is a high school classmate of Zhou Duanyun and I. We happened to be passing by and wanted to say hello to you!"

When she heard that she was Zhou Duanyun's classmate, the old mother's eyes immediately lit up!

He quickly stood up, wiped his hands on his apron, and opened the courtyard door:

"Oh, it's Zhou Duanyun's classmate! Come on, come on, come in and sit down!"

"No need, Auntie." Lin Xian waved his hand...

He only planned to come over quietly to take a look and chat with Zhou Le, and had no intention of entering Zhou Duanyun's house.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Le greeted him directly.

Zhou Duanyun's mother was very enthusiastic, so Lin Xian and Zhou Le had no choice but to go inside and sit down.

The room was very clean, but it was too big and lacked the atmosphere of life.

"Auntie, weren't there many servants before?" Zhou Le turned around and asked.

"I'm not used to being at home so much." Zhou Duanyun's mother smiled and served two glasses of water to the two of them:

"I let them go after the Chinese New Year, and I felt a little quieter. It's just that this house is too big... it's very inconvenient to clean."

Lin Xian was holding water and looking around the living room.

It is indeed luxurious and must have cost a lot of money.

There are various paintings and calligraphy hanging on the walls, but in the most conspicuous place in the living room... what is framed is a piece of wrinkled A4 printing paper, which is very inconsistent with the luxurious atmosphere of this house.

Lin Xian stood up and walked over...

Taking a closer look, it was the same as my guess.

What was framed inside was a copy of the "Hunan University Admission Notice."

This was probably the most precious thing in the eyes of Zhou Duanyun's mother among all the famous painters in the house... Because Lin Xian found that the other picture frames were all covered with a layer of fine dust, which had obviously not been wiped off for a long time.

But only the glass frame with the admission notice was clean and translucent, without any dust at all. It was obviously wiped carefully every day.

Lin Xian stood here, looking at the admission notice in front of him, which he knew to be a forgery...

I don’t know how long Zhou Duanyun’s mother had to stand here watching every day, and how many years she felt proud.

"Which university did you graduate from?" Zhou Duanyun's mother looked at Lin Xian and asked.

"Auntie, I'm from Tunghai University."

"East China Sea...it should be quite far from Hunan University, right?"

Lin Xian nodded.

This distance is very close to some people, but to Zhou Duanyun's mother, it is very far.

Perhaps she had never left the village.

Perhaps in her eyes, Hunan University is the best university in the world.

"Is Zhou Duanyun back for the New Year?" Lin Xian turned around and asked.

"Not this year."

Zhou Duanyun’s mother shook her head:

"The main reason is that he is busy this year, so he doesn't have time to come back. In fact, he comes back every year, not only for the New Year, but also often comes back to see me."… .

Mentioning Zhou Duanyun, the white-haired woman was very proud:

"My son is very filial. He often calls me, buys me things, and sends me messages saying good night before going to bed every night... I asked people in the village, and no one's child has ever insisted on giving me good night's food every night. They say good night!"

"every day?"

Lin Xian was a little surprised when he heard:

"Send it every day?"

Lin Xian thought he couldn't do this...

Of course, he knew very well that if he sent his mother good night every day, her mother would definitely not find him annoying and she would definitely be happy.

But...I don't know why, but it just feels a little awkward.

At this point, Lin Xian --\u003e\u003e

He still looked at Zhou Duanyun with admiration.

He believes that to some extent, insisting on saying good night to his mother every night is more difficult than building a nine-story castle for her.

"Yes! Really! Look!"

Seeing Lin Xian's surprised expression, Zhou Duanyun's mother became even happier. She took out her mobile phone directly from her pocket, clicked on the chat page with Zhou Duanyun, and handed it to Lin Xian:

"Look~ they are really posted every day!"

Lin Xian took the phone, and Zhou Duanyun's white chat box on the left side of the interface sent him "Good night, Mom" ​​every day.

Sometimes it's "Go to bed early, Mom." Sometimes it's "I'm going to bed, Mom."

Lin Xian quickly slid the chat history up.

Perhaps it was because Zhou Duanyun's mother was not very good at using mobile phones, but the chat between the two was actually very formulaic, with basically no other information except saying good night to each other.

The format is also very neat.

Basically, one sentence on the left and one sentence on the right.

It is estimated that for the two of them, they are just a machine to say good night to each other. If something really happened, they would just call... Who would talk to their mother all day long? Lin Xian doesn't know how to do it anyway.

"I really say good night every day..."

Lin Xian scrolled up the chat history so fast that afterimages appeared, making it difficult to see the specific content.

But these chat boxes are very short, and they must still say good night to each other.

He has slipped to July and August 2022, and the screen is still full of good night.

Lin Xian was curious, when did this start?

As if by magic, he still quickly scrolled up the chat history, just to see when the exchange of good night started.

"I wait for his good night before going to bed every day!"

Zhou Duanyun’s mother smiled happily. She held her hands and looked at Zhou Le:

"So I often tell Lele...Zhou Duanyun is really the best kid in the world!"

Lin Xian's chat history has slipped to 2021...

The screen is still full of good night messages!

It seems... there is no end to the story.

suddenly.

Among the short chat boxes that were quickly passed by, two rectangular chat boxes suddenly popped up!

Lin Xian suddenly stopped his fingers and turned back.

He was curious.

We always said good night to each other in a short way, why did we suddenly have such a long chat?

After a few strokes back, Lin Xian found the two long messages sent by Zhou Duanyun——

October 17, 2021, 16:26

[Mom, I can’t run away... Call the police and let the police protect you! The person who killed me was Ji Xinshui! 】

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