Brilliant

Wen Mingyuan bought the ticket, and the next day he and Mo Beicheng walked home with light luggage.

Wen Mingyuan was sleeping along the way, sleeping as soon as he got in the car, and playing with Mo Beicheng's hand when he woke up, and then continued to sleep when he was tired from playing.Mo Beicheng thought he was taking care of some super-sized baby.

Mo Beicheng didn't feel sleepy, but he was afraid that they would miss the stop if they both slept, so he checked Wen Mingyuan's hometown with his mobile phone.The destination was marked on the ticket, but Mo Beicheng had no memory of the name.

Wen Mingyuan's hometown is a well-known ancient town in the Jiangnan area, with elegant mountains and valleys, rivers flowing around the city, rich products and beautiful culture. The girl wearing a cheongsam and holding a round fan leaned against a willow tree, as if many people loved her. First impressions of this ancient town.Here is a piece of clear and beautiful jade, which can withstand careful carving and playing. Every corner and every stone is full of stories and charm.

Thanks to the convenient water transportation and the family of merchants from ancient times, the economic development of the ancient town is good, and it has its own high-speed rail station.With the development of the tourism industry, many tourists can go directly to the ancient town from the capital, which saves Wen Mingyuan a lot of effort.After getting off the bus, the two stopped a taxi. The taxi driver happened to be watching "The Skeleton Crown" recently, but unfortunately the special effects makeup of the "Skull Crown" crew was so good that he couldn't recognize that the one standing in front of him was Wen Mingyuan himself.The driver scolded the role of the knight all the way. Maybe the middle-aged people can't understand this kind of love without enthusiasm. They feel that the knight is too cowardly and incompetent. All played out.

This coincided with Wen Mingyuan's thoughts, and the two of them started dissing the knight in the car, and the chat was in full swing, and it was Mo Beicheng who sat beside him holding back his laughter until his stomach ached.

The uncle driver was very kind. Before leaving, he recommended several good restaurants nearby and interesting scenic spots around him. He also said that he hadn't seen such a talkative guest as Wen Mingyuan for a long time. The meeting was fate, and the meeting was fate.

Mo Beicheng thought that Wen Mingyuan would be very concerned about his past, but he didn't expect him to be quite indifferent. The journey home was like an ordinary trip to Wen Mingyuan.

The place to get off was the Song Community, Mo Beicheng stared at the gate of the community in a daze, while Wen Mingyuan took his mobile phone seriously to write down the restaurant recommended by the driver uncle just now.

"Go in." Wen Mingyuan put away his phone, pointed to the front, "It should be going that way."

The two of them walked along the road of this community for a long time before arriving at a dilapidated tube building. Strictly speaking, the tube building does not belong to this community, but it is relatively close.

If Mo Beicheng were to describe it, the whole building looked like it was piled up with construction waste.The floor is not high, only six floors, more than half of the wall skin is peeling off, mottled, the window glass in the corridor is broken a lot, and the wooden frames of the old-fashioned windows are covered with a thin layer of moss. Walking into the building, there is a smell of mildew. The smell hits the nose.

Most of the residents in the building have moved out, and the building cannot be demolished, and no one will buy it, so it can only be empty here.Fortunately, Wen Mingyuan's home is on the second floor, so that Mo Beicheng's nose would not suffer too much. Wen Mingyuan knocked on the door, and the dust on the door clearly left his knuckle marks. Nobody ever lived here.

Just at this time, an old lady who lived upstairs came down, Wen Mingyuan recognized her, and called out, "Grandma?"

"Which one are you??" The grandma wondered that she had never seen this child before.

Wen Mingyuan took off the baseball cap on his head: "It's me, Wen Mingyuan."

"Oh!" The old lady came to her senses immediately, "It's Xiaoyuan, have you become... a big star! My granddaughter told me about you."

"It's not that exaggerated," Wen Mingyuan said, "Do my parents live here now?"

"Ah, this..." The old lady was stunned for a moment, "I don't know your father, your mother is here now... I'm too old to remember, let me think about it, oh I There is a mobile phone."

The old lady quickly took out her elderly phone and handed it to Wen Mingyuan, "Find it yourself, there is her contact information on it."

"Okay," Wen Mingyuan took the phone, found his mother's number, and called her.

Wen Mingyuan didn't say anything, and the other person started to sob and cry. Finally, Wen Mingyuan explained the matter clearly to her, and then made an appointment for a time and place.Wen Mingyuan immediately returned the phone to the grandmother, and then left with Mo Beicheng.

Wen Mingyuan's mother, Xu Hui, had already arrived at the place they had agreed upon. It was a teahouse where people often gathered to play mahjong and poker. Xu Hui specially arranged a private room, which happened to be a weekday, and no one would disturb them.

Xu Hui originally thought that she and Wen Mingyuan could chat alone about what happened in these years, but she didn't expect to see Mo Beicheng following Wen Mingyuan when she looked up. , Wen Mingyuan pulled a chair for Mo Beicheng and asked him to sit beside him.

"This is..." Xu Hui asked.

"My boyfriend," Wen Mingyuan answered calmly. In his heart, no matter what Xu Hui thinks of this relationship, it doesn't matter to him, and it won't have any impact on him.

Upon hearing this, Xu Hui burst into tears again, "It's all my fault, the quarrel between me and your father had a big impact on you..."

Wen Mingyuan couldn't see the woman crying, so he hurriedly said: "No matter what happens to you and my dad, I will like him, and it has nothing to do with you."

Mo Beicheng, who was suddenly confessed, said he was flattered.

Xu Hui wiped away tears and looked at Mo Beicheng carefully.For her, the youth's temperament and appearance are different from ordinary people, and she really can't imagine how her son will fall in love with this person.

And Mo Beicheng was thinking in his heart, why did he meet his parents all of a sudden, did he need to confirm the relationship, that is, the marriage relationship, if he gave the bride price today, he would really have no money.

I can only postpone the day of paying back the money to my brother.

Is 1000 million bride price enough?

What is the tradition here? Is it too late for Baidu?

Xu Hui thought for a long time before choking out a sentence: "Thank you for taking care of my son."

Mo Beicheng was stunned for a moment, "No, he is always taking care of me."

"That... I only took two days off, and I'm leaving tomorrow," Wen Mingyuan reminded Xu Hui, "Why don't you live in that house anymore?"

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