The Dream of Rebirth

Shen Cong dug out a large wooden barrel with a diameter of about one meter.Since the bedding incident at the beginning of school, Meng Jiang has developed an obsessive-compulsive disorder that wants to put everything in the space.Too many sundries were thrown in, and Shen Cong scolded him severely.But this wooden barrel is still good, Shen Cong mentioned that the river was full of water, took out a pile of medicinal materials and put it in, and finally soaked the vines that had been coiled into a ball.

"Is this enough?" Meng Jiang felt that it was too simple.

"Of course it's not that simple." Shen Cong tidied up and shook the water off his hands, "It's just that you won't see the finished product today, this one will take a while to soak."

"Then I should be able to see it when I come in next time." Seeing Shen Cong nodding in agreement, Meng Jiang quickly took Shen Cong's hand, "Brother, I have never seen clothes made of rattan, you must wait for me to come." Time to do it again!"

"Okay." Shen Cong nodded, "You've been lingering here for a long time, so go out quickly."

"That's right. If I stay out of the house for too long, my parents will worry. Brother, after I finish my high school entrance examination, I will find a reason to go on vacation. Then I can stay in the space for a while." Meng Jiang thought Very good, he doesn't have to worry about the senior high school entrance examination, let alone funding.Or find a place far away and find a good excuse for disappearing.

Meng Jiang went out of the space and looked at the alarm clock in the room. It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and she stuck out her tongue in fright.Fortunately, the parents didn't force their way in, otherwise they might be exposed.

Everything in this room is still the same as when he was reborn. Although the economic situation is getting better day by day, except for the TV, washing machine and refrigerator, the house is still an old house.

Meng Jiang also wanted to buy a house for his parents several times. It is still cheap to buy a house now. After ten years, the house price will be skyrocketed. It is better to hurry up while you have money now.Moreover, Meng Yu is getting bigger and bigger. Although there is now a small single room separated by boards, the living room has become even smaller.Several times he wanted to speak, but he hesitated. He was reluctant to part with this old house.

But what happened recently gave him a sense of crisis again.I still hurriedly bought a house and left. I can’t live in this house anymore, but I can keep it. I thought about it.

Meng Jiangla opened the door, and there was some blue light in the pitch black outside, accompanied by small voices.

"Second Treasure?" When I came to the living room, I found that Meng Yan was watching TV, but the volume was turned on very low.

"Brother? You're up." Meng Yu turned his head and saw his brother looked at him in surprise and quickly stood up, "Brother, are you better?"

"It's much better. I'm fine!" Meng Jiang patted Meng Yan's head.

"They told me the other day that you vomited blood, what's going on." Meng Yan stretched out his hand to touch Meng Jiang's chest, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. In fact, I had some wounds a few days ago, and my mouth was broken." Meng Jiang didn't dare to tell his sister that he really vomited blood. He knew that Meng Yan kissed his brother very much, and he would be very worried if he knew that he vomited blood.

"Really? Brother?" Meng Yan looked into Meng Jiang's eyes, "Then why were you sent to the hospital?"

"..." It's getting harder and harder to lie to.Meng Yi had always given Meng Jiang the impression of being a child, and he hadn't been able to watch his younger sister grow up in his previous life, so Meng Jiang doted on his younger sister very much, almost to the point of responding to every request.Just unknowingly, my sister has grown up slowly.

"Anyway, I'm fine now. Where are my parents?" Meng Jiang scratched her sister's nose and asked back.

"They left me a note after they went out." Meng Yan rushed to the kitchen to bring out the food, "Brother, hurry up and eat."

"Okay." Meng Jiang took the chopsticks and started to eat. Meng Jiang had replaced the dishes in the refrigerator with fresh ones, and there were still some dishes from lunch. "Didn't Mom and Dad tell me where to go?"

"I seem to be meeting someone with the surname Tang..." Meng Yan didn't quite understand, "Brother, do you know him?"

"I know." Meng Jiang's voice was terrifyingly calm, but the chopsticks in his hand were shaking slightly. "Did Mom and Dad say where to go?"

"Where are you going?" The door opened, and Mom and Dad Meng asked while taking off their shoes.

"It's nothing, Erbao will serve two more bowls of rice." Meng Jiang ordered.

"Hey."

"Don't mess with it, we've already eaten. Why haven't you eaten so late?" Mother Meng asked in surprise, looking at the food on the table.

"I ate it, but my brother didn't."

"Is your son not feeling well?" Meng's mother stopped what she was doing and reached out to touch Meng Jiang's forehead.

Meng's mother is not a highly educated person. When she heard that her son might be uncomfortable, her first reaction was to touch her forehead first.

"Mom, I'm fine, but you... go..."

"Yes. The old man of the Tang family invited us, so we have to go." Dad Meng said, "Da Bao came to Dad's room."

"Hey, let your son eat first!" Mother Meng stopped.

Father Meng smiled wryly, "Look at your son's expression, even if I let him eat it now, he won't eat it!"

"Yes, Mom, let's talk first." Otherwise, he wouldn't feel at ease.

"Dabao..." Father Meng sat on the bed, not knowing how to speak.

"Dad...you said you wouldn't want me." Meng Jiang refused to sit down, and stood stubbornly in front of Meng's father.

"No. Mom and Dad never wanted you." Dad Meng didn't dare to look at Meng Jiang's eyes. "Today, the old man of the Tang family asked me to meet your mother. The old man said a lot..." Dad Meng sighed.

"Dad, do you believe it?"

"You child, he is your own grandfather, what are you talking about?" Father Meng's face darkened.

"truth."

"Although you stayed at the Tang family for a few days, I heard from the old man that I only met you once, and I didn't even have time to say a word." Father Meng had just been brainwashed, and it was the time when his heart was full of enthusiasm, "They are after all Your relatives, your own mother is crying... Alas. Anyway, the Tang family will come to pick you up tomorrow."

"Dad!" Meng Jiang was anxious.

"Dabao. Dad has always loved you, and will always love you in the future, but they are your relatives after all, and I don't want you to regret it." Dad Meng held his son in his arms and patted him gently.

"...Okay, Dad, if I feel uncomfortable, I will come back anytime." Meng Jiang knew that now is not a good time to persuade the other party, and if the resistance is fierce, it will probably have a counterproductive effect.It's just that after arriving at Tang's house, I'm afraid it won't be so convenient to come out.

"No problem, this is your home. You can come back whenever you want. Parents will always be your parents, but now there are a few more people who love you." Meng's father is actually very reluctant.He has always loved Meng Jiang as his own son, and has never differentiated between the two children. Now that his son who has been raised until he is a teenager suddenly becomes someone else's, his heart is also aching.It's just that the Tang family's tone was sincere, and Meng Jiang's biological mother kept crying, Meng's parents and mother's hearts couldn't help but soften.

They are all honest and responsible people, and they are the most ancient and warm-hearted, and they are the most reluctant to see others sad, how can they be against this set.

Coming out of the room, Meng's father and mother exchanged glances, both with reluctance.It's just that this child belongs to someone else after all, so they can't help but let it go, and let the child go, there will be a better environment and future there.

As for whether Meng Jiang is a child of the Tang family, Meng's father and mother have no doubts at all.Meng Jiang and Mrs. Tang's appearances are more or less similar, which already explains the problem.What's more, families like the Tang family have already opened their mouths. It goes without saying that they have already investigated clearly.

The author has something to say: Small Theater 9 (some people say that small theater is too slow, but it’s too fast...then it doesn’t make sense. This is Qingshui, we need to take it slow~)

The strong slave was overjoyed, and couldn't wait to come to the prince, holding out his dark weapon.

"Hmm..." The head, which was dripping with lewd fluid, pressed against the prince's lips, and the prince closed his mouth tightly and refused to move his lips.Although the strong slave got the order, but after all the other party was a prince, he didn't dare to use force.On the contrary, the oozing body fluid repeatedly smeared on the prince's lips, making those bright red lips more delicate and charming.

"Hmph. Waste!" The king snorted angrily. "If you can't get in, you don't have to keep those things!"

The strong slave turned pale when he heard that, regardless of the identity of the opponent, he used his weapon to push the opponent's nostrils, and when the prince was suffocated and had to open his mouth, he stabbed in instantly.