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In a blink of an eye, Fang Hongjian went abroad when the new year was approaching. Meng Liangren stayed in the villa, got up early and ran in the morning, ate meals cooked by the nanny for three meals, and wrote the test papers assigned by the teachers. , the English tutor wanted to install a motor for his tongue.

At this time, Zhang Qing called to invite him out.

The two sat in the small heated box, took off their hats and coats.After hearing his intentions, Meng Liangren asked back, "Advertising?"

"Yes." Zhang Qing blinked and smiled.His eyelids are a bit deep, with beautiful and charming lines, no wonder so many fans are crazy about him, "If you don't shoot a MV, just put on makeup and pose, it's very simple."

Meng Liangren also knows that it is very simple. One of his girlfriends in his previous life was a model and singer. It's a lot of convenience, but it's a pity that until his death, he never heard that this girl was popular.

He's not stupid, of course he knew that it was the hot topic a while ago that moved people's minds, so he narrowed his eyes and said, "Is it the photo on the hot topic?"

Zhang Qing coughed: "How could it be, Director Su is a decent person."

Meng Liangren thought about it, this kind of thing is neither good nor bad, but there is always a purpose in everything.For interest, for novelty, or seeing an opportunity.

In his previous life, he was never a group of people who could control the situation, and he didn't have any special skills. He had always been his Fourth Young Master Meng honestly. Eating, drinking and having fun was his hobby, let alone work.

That's why once he was expelled from the house, he fell into such a miserable state.

In this life, he is still him, except for one more memory, but he should find something to do. The Meng family has an eldest son who can take the lead, and no longer needs someone who can meddle in the company's affairs.

In addition, the first thing to do is to get into a better university, but at his level... the only thing left is the appearance given by his parents.

Thinking of this, Meng Liangren made up his mind, so he said to Zhang Qing, "I'll shoot. But you can talk about Uncle Fang's place."

Zhang Qing froze with a smile.It seems that it is still too early to be happy.

Fang Hongjian returned to the country years ago, first came to the villa, and told Meng Liangren: "Go back to Meng's house, let Yang Ning follow you, come back as soon as possible after the New Year's Eve, there are many things to do during the New Year, I have to go back to my home, I can't accompany you .”

Meng Liang said: "Yes."

Fang Hongjian smiled and rubbed the top of his hair. The intimacy made Meng Liang's skin goosebumps, and he felt that the way he looked at him converged into three words: cluck.

As soon as Fang Hongjian left, Meng Liangren packed up his things and flew back to Linchuan the next day.

He didn't tell Meng Zhe the specific flight, got off the plane alone, found a taxi and took back to Meng Zhe.

The house remained unchanged, Meng Liangren rang the doorbell, and it was Meng Zhe who opened the door.

The two brothers looked at each other at the door, and neither of them spoke. Meng Zhe was wearing homely clothes, and his usual cold edges and corners were rarely softened.

Meng Liangren said, "Brother."

"Yeah." Meng Zhe let go of the doorknob, and Meng Liangren followed him into the room. The servant went downstairs with the quilt in his arms. It seemed that he was going to take the quilt outside to dry it. Seeing Meng Liangren, he laughed and said: " Fourth Young Master is back."

Meng Liangren nodded and said, "Aunt Fang."

Aunt Fang smiled and said, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

The corners of Meng Liangren's mouth curled up. Aunt Fang handed over the quilt to the servant next to her, and insisted on carrying his luggage, she said as she went upstairs, "Your room has been tidied up, nothing has changed. You……"

She said, looked at Meng Zhe, and whispered: "Why don't you tell the family when you come back, the youngest has been at home for the past few days, I think he is waiting to pick you up."

Meng Liangren was stunned: "I..."

Aunt Fang looked at him, sighed and smiled, "I've never seen two brothers who are more awkward than ours. Are you tired from flying? Let me pour you a glass of milk."

Meng Liangren said, "I don't drink milk..."

"How can you not drink milk?" Aunt Fang compared the boy who was about a head taller than herself, "The youngest is so tall, and the third youngest is also very tall. You have to grow up quickly."

Meng Liangren wanted to say that he would grow, but he still drank all the milk.

Aunt Fang smiled and took the milk cup and left.He lay down on the bed, relaxed physically and mentally, and fell into a deep sleep.

When he opened his eyes again, it was dark night outside the window, Meng Liangren sat up, wiped his face, then opened the bedroom door and went downstairs.

Meng Xuan lay on the back of the sofa, stretched out his cup and asked the servant for a refill, and there were half-eaten fruits and melon seeds on the tea table.She has always been carefree, so two years later, her appearance has not changed at all.

Meng Liangren went downstairs slowly, when Meng Xuan saw him, he straightened up and said, "You are finally back, and Ah Xu will be back soon."

Meng Liangren looked around and asked, "Where's Meng Jun?"

Meng Xuan said: "He went to grandma's place. It's New Year's Eve. The old man misses his grandson, so he won't watch the New Year with us."

He came back last year and asked about this, and he got a similar answer.

"Oh." Meng Liangren nodded, "He brought his cat too?"

Meng Xuan curled his lips and said, "I didn't take that one away, it's kept in the greenhouse."

Meng Liangren thought for a while, then turned and went upstairs to the greenhouse.

The flower room was built by connecting the two bedrooms, with floor-to-ceiling glass windows installed. Meng Liangren walked around the potted plants and saw the Garfield cat in the corner.

It has long since lost its skinny and bald appearance, and is somewhat similar to the big cat with a proud posture and smooth fur in his memory. Now it is squatting on the ground, pressing its paws on the ball of wool, and the end of the floor-to-ceiling glass is deep The dark night makes its figure a bit lonely.

Meng Liangren felt that his thoughts were a bit like those little girls who were sad for spring and autumn, so he smiled and walked over.

Garfield twitched his tail and stared at him, the ball of yarn rolled away without chasing him.

Meng Liangren was afraid that it would scratch when it came up, so he squatted down a few steps away and asked, "Do you still recognize me?"

Garfield neither moved forward nor retreated.

Meng Liangren took out dried fish and milk, put them in front of Uncle Mao, and said, "Do you remember your first meal? I gave it to you."

Garfield gave a "meow", moved his tail again, and slowly rubbed over.

Meng Liangren looked at the fluffy head buried in the milk carton in front of him. Cats are different from dogs. For example, when feeding, you can't disturb it, and you can't even touch its head and smooth its hair.

He patiently watched Master Cat finish licking the milk, wiped his beard with his paw, and squatted down to look up at him.

Meng Liangren tried to scratch his neck for it, and Garfield raised his head, gurgling in his throat, which was very helpful.

He lifted it by the neck and hugged it to his knees, and the big cat also lay down on its stomach and let him play with it.

Meng Liangren's eyes moved to the old incubator in the greenhouse, where the tulips hadn't bloomed yet.

He scratched Garfield's chin and said, "I heard from the housekeeper that Meng Jun doesn't like to talk. How can a child not like to talk? He doesn't tell others. Did he tell you everything?"

Garfield shook his ears and let out a lazy "meow".

Meng Liangren was in a daze, and Garfield felt that he was uncomfortable in his hug, so he broke away and jumped down to play with the ball of wool.

Two days later, Meng Xu also came back from the nursing home. He was still the same, his face was slightly pale but still in good spirits, his figure was thin, and his smile was always gentle and good-looking. .”

Meng Liangren nodded and said, "Third brother."

Meng Xu was very happy, as if the shout was a great recognition for him.

The servants had all gone home for the New Year, and Meng Xuan and Meng Zhe were not at home, so Meng Liang helped him carry his luggage to the bedroom.

He held a small suitcase in his hand, which contained some small objects for daily use. Meng Liangren conveniently placed them on the table for him, but he saw the chess boxes neatly placed in the corner of the box.

He wrapped up the things he sent and of course it was obvious at a glance, but Meng Xu kept carrying them with him.

Seeing him staring at the box, Meng Xu couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Meng Liangren raised his head and said, "I think this box is a bit old."

Meng Xu took out the chessboard and chess box, neatly stacked them on the corner of the table, and said, "It's better to have something old, and you will have feelings after using it for a long time."

Meng Liangren looked at him and let out a sigh.It seems that many years have passed, many things have happened, many people have changed, or they have revealed a side he has never seen before.

But where Meng Xu was, it was clean before, and it is now.

Calmly called back, he can't go back to Meng's house to watch the new year this year.His uncle, whom he had never met before, came over and wanted to take him to another city for a family reunion.

Meng Liang said humanely: "He didn't come to your mother's funeral back then, but now he's coming to meet you again?"

"When my mother passed away, no one knew about it." He calmly sighed, "It's blood relative after all, I should go and see."

"Just go... If you are bullied, don't come back to us crying."

Cong Rong laughed and said, "Master, have you ever seen me cry? I never cried when I was a child, and I won't when I grow up."

Meng Liangren didn't believe it: "You never cried?"

Cong Rong said: "I don't remember. It's the young master himself, who often cried when he was a child."

"..." Meng Liangren had a premonition that his face would be lost, and he said, "Anyway, be careful, I'll hang up first if I have nothing else to do." He hung up the phone.

Cong Rong shook his head with a smile and put down the microphone.The Fourth Young Master Meng who was bitten by an ant and thought he was going to die, hiding under the blanket and crying, was told by Aunt Gui as a joke.