The slag attack is no longer scum [Quick travel]

Lin Zeqing handed over the study to the shopkeeper, and walked to the private school with Meng Xiangbei.

"Hey, who is the person with Boss Lin?" Someone asked.

The shopkeeper smiled, looked at the backs of the two people leaving, and said, "That's our boss's husband."

"They have such a good relationship, it's really enviable." When Meng Xiangbei and Lin Zeqing stood together and whispered, someone noticed.

"really."

The private school had just finished school, and the children in the Mengtong class came out with small bookcases on their backs. Among them was a child about six years old, wearing a blue robe, with two buns on his hair, tied with ribbons, and a small face. Delicate and lovely, with big dark and bright eyes.

He carried a small bookcase on his back and walked out, his short legs moving rather quickly.

"Brother Yuan, are you in a hurry to see your father and aunt?" A chubby man who was also carrying a small bookcase chased after him, panting and asking.

Meng Xiuyuan slowed down a bit, the corners of his lips raised, his eyes were particularly bright, "Well, today my father and Ah Mo came to pick me up from school."

Little Fatty didn't know what to think of, feeling a little depressed, he murmured, "Brother Yuan, I really envy you."

Meng Xiuyuan glanced at him and looked back, sighed, understood what he meant, but didn't know how to comfort him.

At the gate of the private school, some adults gathered, including the father of the child, the youngest grandpa, or the housekeeper.

Meng Xiuyuan caught sight of Meng Xiangbei and Lin Zeqing who were whispering side by side.

He said to Xiaopangdun: "Brother Heng, I saw my dad and Ah, I'll go back first."

Yang Heng, that is, the little chubby, gave an "um", followed his gaze and looked up to see the two familiar people, and when he saw Meng Xiuyuan, he smiled and doted on his eyebrows.

Ah Mo, who watched Meng Xiuyuan, took the small bookcase away, and watched his father hug him up.

Yang Heng stood on the spot with the small bookcase on his back, staring blankly, unwilling to leave for a long time, with envy and longing in his eyes.

"Young master, let's go back." The boy next to him said, taking the bookcase casually.

Yang Heng shook his head, "No need, I can carry it by myself." After taking a last look, he turned and left.

Here, Meng Xiuyuan had already left with Meng Xiangbei and Lin Zeqing.

Meng Xiuyuan was exactly the same as Mao Mao two years ago.

Before the age of four, Maomao only had a nickname because Meng Xiangbei didn't pay much attention to her, and she got this big name later.

"Daddy, let me down." Meng Xiuyuan was hugged by his own father, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment, although he liked it very much, but he was an older child, and he was just beginning to study.

Meng Xiangbei knew that the little guy wanted face, but he couldn't hold him back, so after letting him down, he led him by the hand and bought him a bunch of candied haws along the way.

Well, Meng Xiuyuan, who considered himself an older child, still couldn't resist the temptation of candied haws.

Meng Xiangbei asked about what he learned in the private school today, and the little guy spoke clearly and clearly.

"...Master praised me today." Meng Xiuyuan raised his head, his eyes were bright, as if to say, "I'm so good, Daddy, please praise me."

"My Mao Mao is awesome." Meng Xiangbei praised without hesitation.

When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, the smile on the corner of his lips deepened.

Lin Zeqing was carrying a small bookcase that didn't weigh much, and followed the father and son, holding one hand by Meng Xiangbei, and looked at the two people who were talking with a smile.

As the sun sets, the afterglow falls on the earth, elongating the backs of the family of three infinitely, and it seems to blend together.

At night, when Lin Zeqing read the account book and entered the room after taking a bath, the man had already fallen asleep on the bed.

Lin Zeqing stepped lightly, blew out the lamp, and went to bed.

Ever since Maomao started going to private school, she has had a small room to sleep by herself.

At first, Lin Zeqing wanted to be alone in a room, but Meng Xiangbei frowned and disagreed.

That's not what room allocation is. It's miserable enough to make him a vegetarian. If he can't kiss and hug at night, what's the point of his life.

It was also at that time that Lin Zeqing saw Meng Xiangbei's rogue and rogue acting like a baby for the first time.It has been more than half a year since Lin Zeqing was defeated and dragged into the house to share the bed with him.

The bright moon was covered by dark clouds, and after the lights went out, the house was pitch black.

Lin Zeqing just lay down, put a hand on his abdomen under the quilt, got into his obscene clothes, touched his skin all at once, and went up little by little.

He gasped for breath, and quickly pressed his hand, "What are you doing?"

"Fuck you." The man's deep and hoarse voice came from beside his ear.

In the darkness, Lin Zeqing's pupils dilated slightly.

After listening to Meng Xiangbei's hooliganism for two years, how could he not know what it meant.

Lin Zeqing's face gradually became hot, and she took out Meng Xiangbei's hand, "Don't make trouble, you have to go to the provincial capital tomorrow to take the provincial examination."

"No trouble." Meng Xiangbei turned over, his tall and slender body covering Lin Zeqing.

The two of them pressed their chests against their chests, and their breath was hot.

Meng Xiangbei's breath overwhelmed the sky, and Lin Zeqing was short of breath.

Meng Xiangbei buried his head on his warm neck, like a big dog, arching and arching, and said coquettishly: "Brother Qing, good husband, just follow me, I promise not to delay to save you. The time in the city. Besides, this is a happy thing, it can give me motivation, maybe I can pass the Jieyuan test and come back.”

Lin Zeqing was imprisoned by Meng Xiangbei, unable to move. Listening to his words, she couldn't laugh or cry, "If you do this, you will get a fortune, so don't those talented people all want to hang out in the small hall."

"Yo, Brother Qing, it's incredible, you actually know about the Xiaowan's House, and asked, did someone take you down."

Lin Zeqing was silent for a while, pointing, "Not only do I know the Xiaowan House, I also know the Spring Garden."

Well, that's embarrassing.

Chunman Garden, the original owner's favorite small house.

"Brother Qing, are you jealous?" Meng Xiangbei hastily kissed Lin Zeqing's tender cheeks a few times.

Lin Zeqing pushed him away, and muttered angrily, "Who is jealous?"

"Of course it's you." Meng Xiangbei exposed it without hesitation, and immediately expressed his loyalty, "Brother Qing, I admit that I have been there before, but I was in a bad mood to drink there, and I never touched those things. Brother." The key point was that the original owner had such evil intentions but didn't have the money to support him to spend.

"Brother Qing, you have to believe me. I haven't been there since Mao Mao's leg was injured. Of course I won't go in the future, I swear."

Lin Zeqing didn't struggle, but he didn't speak either. In the darkness, Meng Xiangbei couldn't see his expression.

Meng Xiangbei gritted his teeth, went all out, took Lin Zeqing's hand, and put it somewhere, "If I go again in the future, you will cut me up with a kitchen knife."

Lin Zeqing's hand seemed to be scalded, she immediately retracted, and said angrily: "You rascal, get down for me."

He was furious, but from the tone of his voice, he was not as depressed as before.

The room was silent for a while, and after a long while, Lin Zeqing asked about the things that had been hidden in her heart for a long time and had been puzzled for several years.

"At the beginning, why did your attitude towards me and Maomao suddenly change?" Lin Zeqing's heart was beating nervously. He knew that this was his knot in his heart. Aimeng to the north of the reservation.

The room was once again silent, and it seemed very dull in this dark night.

The man's head was buried on his neck, Lin Zeqing said without much ups and downs, "If you don't want to say it, then..."

After that, stop abruptly.

The man's tears were boiling hot, drop after drop, falling on Lin Zeqing's neck.

Lin Zeqing's heart trembled violently.

"Brother Qing, I'm sorry, I was incompetent back then, and I made a mistake, which caused you, Mao Mao, and father-in-law to suffer."

Everyone said that Meng Xiangbei's temperament changed overnight, and even Lin Zeqing thought so, but it wasn't true.

He became famous at a young age and was praised a lot. After that, he suffered repeated setbacks and scorn and ridicule from others, which twisted Meng Xiangbei's mind, which was very self-respecting and competitive.

That day, when he went to the county seat, he met his classmates and was ridiculed by them again, especially two of them once proposed to Lin Zeqing but were rejected.

"...They say that I am not worthy of you, that I cannot bring you happiness, and it is best to make up with you quickly, so that you, like Mao Mao, will not be criticized by others because of me."

"Whenever I see you and Maomao, I always think of what they said, so I resist you, and I don't want to see you. I go out to drink all day long, drunk and dreamy. Maybe I can only ignore everything if I don't care about it."

What Meng Xiangbei said was the truth. It was for this reason that the original owner resisted Lin Zeqing and Mao Mao. At first he had affection for Lin Zeqing, but since the beginning of resistance, he indulged in sex, and gradually this affection faded away. , until the last domestic violence against Lin Zeqing.

"Brother Qing, I'm sorry for you and Mao Mao."

The man's sobs and confession lingered in his ears, the corners of Lin Zeqing's eyes were moist, and his heart was sour. So, was it because of this reason back then?

"Brother Qing, can you give me another chance? I promise, I will give you and Mao Mao happiness in the future."

Lin Zeqing slowly stretched out her hand, wrapped her arms around the man's neck, and kissed his lips.

Meng Xiangbei was startled, and after a few seconds, after confirming what Lin Zeqing meant, he immediately responded fiercely.

Outside the window, the dark clouds dissipated, and the moonlight was bright, reflecting the two lingering figures inside the house.

The next day, when Meng Xiuyuan woke up, he always felt that there seemed to be something different between his father and Ah Mo, but he couldn't say what was the reason.

Today, Meng Xiuyuan had a rest, and Meng Xiangbei had to take the provincial examination.

The waterway is the closest road from the county seat to the provincial capital.

The pier in the early morning is full of people coming and going.

Lin Zeqing led Maomao to send Meng Xiangbei to the provincial capital.

Meng Xiangbei carried the bookcase on his back, and rubbed Mao Mao's hair, "Brother Yuan, Daddy is going to take the exam, you remember to take care of yourself and your aunt, do you know?"

Meng Xiuyuan nodded, with a serious face on his white and tender face, "Daddy, I will."

"Good boy." Meng Xiangbei kissed him, then turned to look at Lin Zeqing next to him.

Meng Xiangbei caressed his hair, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance from the hair in the air, which belonged to Lin Zeqing.

"How is your body, is it still hurting?"

When Meng Xiangbei asked, Lin Zeqing, who was originally a little sad, blushed and gave him a coquettish look.

Meng Xiangbei pretended not to see it, and held Lin Zeqing's hand with both hands, "What I said is true, I should have known that I shouldn't have tormented you so much last night." , Even though Lin Zeqing was crying and begging for mercy, she didn't stop, and finally passed out, and Meng Xiangbei stopped.

Secretly cursing himself as a beast, Meng Xiangbei said affectionately: "Brother Qing, when I come back, I will pass the Juren examination, and then you will be the husband of Juren. I will bring you the best glory."

Lin Zeqing thumped his chest, eyes flushed, "Who wants glory, what I want most is your safety. You take the exam well, don't worry about me and Maomao, we, we will wait for you to come back."

Regardless of the crowds around him, Meng Xiangbei hugged Lin Zeqing, "Brother Qing, I love you, wait for me to come back."

Facing the morning light, Meng Xiangbei stepped onto the boat, his figure getting further and further away.

After Meng Xiangbei left like this, half a month had passed. Based on the time of the township examination and the round-trip distance, it would probably take more than a month for him to come back.

In the early morning, after Lin Zeqing sent Meng Xiuyuan to the private school, he returned to Beize's study.

It was earlier, and the study was empty at this time, and there were not many people.

Lin Zeqing picked up a book that she hadn't finished reading yesterday and read it.

Since Meng Xiangbei began to teach him how to read more than two years ago, he can basically understand the words in the book now.

For a long time, the book did not turn a page.

Lin Zeqing was in a daze.

He was thinking about Meng Xiangbei.

I wonder if his exam is going well, whether he has a safe journey, and when he will come back.

It was also at this time that he realized that he had already fallen in love with that man deeply, and it was even more unforgettable than when he first met.

Another half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

One day, Lin Zeqing picked up Maomao from Beize Study and was about to go home. On the road, a person hurriedly ran up to him, and when he looked up, it turned out to be the aunt next door to his house.

"Brother Qing, you should go home quickly. Your Meng Xiucai has been selected, and the official sent to your house to announce the good news to you. Congratulations."

Lin Zeqing's mind went blank for a moment, and she froze in place immediately.

My husband, he won the exam! ?He really became a Juren.

At this time, Meng Xiuyuan tugged on his sleeve, raised his excited face, "Ah, Daddy has become a Juren."

Lin Zeqing's eyes were flushed, "Yes, your father has become a Juren. Let's go home quickly."

After thanking the aunt, Lin Zeqing led Meng Xiuyuan home quickly, and as expected, she saw Father Lin in front of Xiao Xiaoyuan's gate, the official messenger, and the neighbors who came to congratulate her.

"Congratulations to Meng Xiangbei, the master of your family, for winning the Huai'an Province Township Examination Jieyuan."

"Brother Qing, congratulations."

"You will be a husband from now on."

"I just said that your family Meng Xiucai is talented, no, no, now he is the master of Juren."

Lin Zeqing gave the official messenger the money to announce the good news, thanked the neighbors who said the good news, and then entered the house.

"Brother Qing, that's great. I didn't expect Meng Xiangbei to be so promising that he won the Juren. Okay, okay." Father Lin laughed loudly, and he didn't look as sick as usual.

"Well, he is really competitive." Lin Zeqing responded, and it was indeed hard work.

He has seen Meng Xiangbei's hard work in the past two years.

Since studying hard, but also to earn money to support the family.I often can't sleep for many hours a day, and often my eyes are red.

Lin Zeqing felt distressed, but he knew that Meng Xiangbei was for this family.

That night, the family of three was very happy. Father Lin, whose health has improved in the past two years, even cooks for himself.

The next day, when Lin Zeqing went to the study, all he met were congratulatory people.

Lin Zeqing thanked everyone one by one.

The official messenger who announced the good news came, and Meng Xiangbei must be back soon.

Thinking of the man's sharp-edged face and affectionate eyebrows, Lin Zeqing's lips curled into a faint smile.

In the next few days, the excited Meng Xiuyuan learned that his father would be back in the next few days, and whenever the private school was over, he took Lin Zeqing to the pier and waited for Meng Xiangbei to come back.

Lin Zeqing also wanted to see Meng Xiangbei sooner, so the father and son waited together.

However, one day, two days... five days, ten days passed, and Meng Xiangbei still didn't come back.

"Ah, why hasn't Daddy come back yet?" After another day of waiting for Meng Xiangbei at the pier, Meng Xiuyuan went home with Lin Zeqing dejectedly.

"I don't know, probably delayed on the road."

"Ah, dad doesn't want us anymore."

Lin Zeqing stopped suddenly, looked at her son next to her, "Maomao, why do you say that?"

Meng Xiuyuan blinked, tears fell down, and he choked and said: "It's the master's husband who said it, and other people are also saying it. They said that the father is a master and wants to marry the brother of a rich family. We don't want us anymore. That's why we didn't come back, Ah, is what they said true? Did Daddy really not want us?"

Lin Zeqing knelt down, hugged the crying Meng Xiuyuan in her arms, patted his back lightly, and comforted him, "Maomao, they are talking nonsense, your father will come back, we have to trust your father."

Meng Xiuyuan slapped his Ah Mo's shoulder with a small face, and asked cautiously, "Well, what if Daddy really doesn't come back?"

what to do?If Meng Xiangbei really doesn't come back, what can he do?

Lin Zeqing drooped her eyes, which were a little dim.

After comforting Meng Xiuyuan, at night, Lin Zeqing lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Next to him, the place that belonged to that person was icy cold, as if that person had never existed.

The dark night can always magnify the fear and anxiety in people's hearts.

In fact, it's not that Lin Zeqing has never heard of these rumors in the past few days. He didn't care about them at first, but with Meng Xiangbei's delay in returning and Mao Mao's crying today, Lin Zeqing's heart was still confused after all.

"Meng Xiangbei, don't let me down." After a long time, Lin Zeqing, who was in a mess of thoughts, fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he heard the sound of the door being gently opened.

Lin Zeqing suddenly woke up, her breath suddenly suffocated.

In the middle of the night, if you open the door and come in, it must be a thief.

Thinking of Father Lin and Maomao who were sleeping in the next room, Lin Zeqing plucked up her courage, got out of bed, fumbled to pick up a stool from the ground, and hid at the door, preparing to smash it down when the thief was not prepared.

In the room where Lin Zeqing slept, the door was gently pushed open, and then a figure came in. Lin Zeqing gritted his teeth, raised the stool, and raised his hand to smash it down. He never thought that before he hit anyone, his hand was clamped by a big palm He stopped, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move.

Lin Zeqing raised her foot and was about to kick it, but was embraced by the man.

"Brother Qing, why are you so cruel? I finally came back, but you were either going to hit me or kick me. If you kick it, what will happen to you for the rest of your life?"

The man's low voice sounded aggrieved, so familiar that it made people want to cry.

The oil lamp was lit, and Lin Zeqing could clearly see who was coming.

It was Meng Xiangbei whom he thought about day and night.

Meng Xiangbei was carrying a bookcase on his back. He seemed to have rushed here, and his clothes were a little messy. It was less than two months old, but Lin Zeqing always felt that the person in front of him had suffered a lot. His eyes were black and blue, and his chin was covered with stubble. .

In the past two years, men like to be clean the most.

Now it's a little sloppy.

"Brother Qing, my husband, I miss you so much, come here, let me kiss you." Without saying a word, Meng Xiangbei put down the bookcase and pulled Lin Zeqing into his arms, and kissed him regardless, to relieve the time the pain of lovesickness.

They kissed each other, only to find that Lin Zeqing was in tears.

Meng Xiangbei was frightened immediately, and he didn't care about taking advantage, and asked anxiously, "Why are you crying so well? Did someone bully you when I was not at home? Or did I scare you when I just came back, I'm sorry, I I just miss you so much, I can't wait to come back immediately. Brother Qing, don't cry, if you cry, my heart will break."

However, the more Meng Xiangbei comforted her, the more Lin Zeqing shed tears.

Meng Xiangbei was at a loss for what to do and turned around in a hurry.

Just when Meng Xiangbei was thinking about digging Father Lin up from the bed in the middle of the night and asking what happened recently, Lin Zeqing, who thought he was leaving, threw herself into his arms.

"do not go."

Meng Xiangbei quickly hugged him, "Okay, okay, I won't go, if you don't want me to go, I won't go."

Lin Zeqing cried in Meng Xiangbei's arms, and it took a long time to calm down.

"Brother Qing, tell me, did something happen?" Seeing that the person in his arms had calmed down, Meng Xiangbei asked quickly.

Lin Zeqing didn't cry anymore, but her eyes were completely red, as if they were covered with mist.

He bit his lip, and it took him a long time to tell what happened during this period.

"...They said, you won't come back, even the people in Mao Mao's private school are saying. Do you know how much pressure I have been under recently? Tell me, why did you come back after so long? Do you really want to come back?" Going to be the son-in-law of a rich man?" Lin Zeqing clenched her hands into fists and beat Meng Xiangbei's chest, confiding in her sobs, letting out all the depression of this period of time.

"There are people who talk nonsense and ruin other people's families. Tell me who they are, and I'll tear their mouths apart." Thinking of the gossip Lin Zeqing and Maomao had faced these days, Meng Xiangbei felt very distressed. "Brother Qing, don't listen to other people's nonsense. I don't care about what kind of brother-in-law comes to the house. From the beginning to the end, the only thing I care about is you and your son. It's all my fault. I came back a few days late."

Meng Xiangbei had wanted to come back a long time ago. After the provincial examination, he was eager to return home. He never thought that the boat encountered a storm at sea, which delayed his return time.

But Meng Xiangbei missed them so much that he hurried home with his books on his back, regardless of midnight.

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