The autobiography I wrote cannot be a tragedy

at dusk.

"Mom! I'm back!"

"Xiao Lang is back!"

When Yang Hui walked out of the small courtyard excitedly, she was stunned on the spot...

…

"Begonia, Weiwei, come on, eat strawberries. You must be tired after sitting in the car for so long."

"Xiao Yu, this is the fried rice cake that Auntie made herself. Try it."

"Thank you, aunt."

"Thank you for what you are doing. Treat this as your own home, oh! How can this little face be so cute? I feel friendly as soon as I see it! Come on, sit next to auntie."

Meng Lang sat on the sofa and looked at the enthusiastic Yang Hui suspiciously.

"Mom, didn't you say you're not feeling well lately? Why didn't I notice it?"

"Ahem! I just have a little cold. I made all the fuss. You told me you don't need to come back to see me."

rash:"……"

A little cold?

"The tone of your voice on the phone, if you don't know it, you'd think you couldn't get out of bed!" He cursed.

"What nonsense is that brat talking about, haha! Don't listen to his nonsense. Look, this kid has been filial since he was a child. He gets very nervous when one of us catches a cold and coughs."

Yang Hui glared at Meng Lang, but at the same time he did not forget to sell hard.

Look at this, then look at that, with smiles in your eyes.

I really didn't expect that my son, who was usually as boring as a gourd, would actually bring two beauties back without saying a word this time.

It’s just that I like everyone I see, but I don’t know which one to choose. It’s such a happy worry...

"Tell me, you didn't say hello in advance when you brought guests back. I didn't even have time to prepare to entertain them!"

"Auntie, we also decided to come here temporarily and cause you trouble."

"It's not troublesome, why bother! It's hard for you to come here and stay here for two more days.

Big cities are good, but our countryside is better for its quietness and good air. Let Xiaolang take you around tomorrow.

You guys sit down first while I stew the soup in the pot and stir-fry two more vegetables. You’ll be ready to eat soon! "

"Auntie, let's help too."

"No, no, no! Sit down and eat fruit, Xiaolang, come out and help me!"

"ah?"

"Ah for what!"

"oh!"

After Yang Hui pulled the reluctant Meng Lang away, Lin Haitang and Yan Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief almost simultaneously.

The two looked at each other with unnatural expressions.

"Is this where uncle grew up? It feels so warm..."

Xiaoyu raised her little head and looked around the Meng family courtyard. She didn't know what she was recalling, but there was a little envy in her eyes.

"It's a bit beyond my expectation. I thought he had a crouching tiger, hidden dragon in his home."

Yan Weiwei picked up a piece of fried rice cake and stuffed it into her mouth, looking at the surrounding decorations curiously.

"Hmm! I thought it would be at least heavily guarded..."

The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

It's true that Meng Lang switches characters a bit quickly on weekdays. Sometimes he is a super agent of a mysterious organization, and sometimes he is a secretive martial arts master.

Lin Haitang thinks that his family should have many institutions, while Yan Weiwei thinks that everyone in his family should be able to fly over walls...

At this moment, when I saw that it was really just an ordinary farmhouse, Meng's mother was also an amiable farmhouse woman, and I suddenly felt as if my imagination had collapsed.

Such a mysterious guy with such a down-to-earth family background...

This is really a bit unscientific.

He obviously comes from an ordinary family, so how did he get all his abilities?

"Look, uncle's family photo!"

The two turned their heads and saw an old photo frame placed next to the window sill in the living room, with a family of four inside.

In addition to Meng's father and mother, standing next to Meng Lang was a little girl with short hair and dark skin.

In the photo, Meng Lang is still wearing a somewhat rustic high school uniform. He looks only 18 or 19 years old, and his smile is a bit shy.

"Did that guy look like this in high school? He was quite handsome."

"Huh? What is this?"

Xiao Yu suddenly picked up a pile of small cards on the corner of the coffee table in front of her.

There were lines of words written on the back, and when I turned it over, I realized it was a photo...

Xiao Yu curiously turned over one of the photos of a beautiful young lady, looked at the words on it and said.

"Meng Xiaofang, the granddaughter of the third uncle's cousin, age 22, bachelor's degree, height 163, quiet personality..."

Lin Haitang: "..."

Yan Weiwei: "..."

…

"Mom, what kind of soup is so fragrant?" Meng Lang walked into the kitchen, picked up a cucumber and took a bite.

"What kind of soup is it? Stand still!"

Yang Hui grabbed the cucumber and stared at Meng Lang with one hand on his waist.

"Tell me the truth, what happened to those two girls?"

"What's going on? Didn't I explain it to you? We went hiking in Xi'an two days ago, and we happened to come back together.

You know, recently the city people like to go to our rural areas, and they look like they have never seen the world..."

"Don't talk to me! Are they...just coming by?"

"What if?" Meng Lang said helplessly.

How else could he explain it?

Counting the grievances and grievances of several lifetimes, he felt that if he wanted to fully explain it, he would have to make a "Three Lives Three Worlds".

The story was so bizarre and twisted that even he couldn't figure it out himself, let alone explain it to others...

"Pa!" Mom was hit on the shoulder.

"You brat, are you stupid? If a girl is willing to go home with you, it must mean she is interested in you! Don't you know how to seize the opportunity?"

Meng Lang covered his shoulders and rolled his eyes.

"Well! Dear Mom, which one of them do you think is interested in me?"

"How can I see this?"

“Look, here’s the problem, you can’t even see it, can I, your stupid son?

So in the past two days, you will use your rich experience and profound wisdom to help me find out which of the two is interesting to me!

When you see it, don’t I know what to do now? "

"Well..." Yang Hui was a little confused.

The logic seems to be fine, but what's weird?

"Mom, why don't you cook quickly and leave the guests in the house? I'm going to greet you first!"

Taking advantage of his mother's daze, Meng Lang hurriedly screamed.

"Hey! You brat, I haven't finished speaking yet!"

…

When Meng Lang fled back to the living room, he found two adults and one child gathered around a pile of photos on the table.

"Hey! I think this Xiaoli is pretty good. The last comment is that she is hardworking and capable. She should be someone who can get by."

"I think this Pingping is better, an only child, lively and cheerful..."

What Xiaoli, Pingping?

"What are you talking about and having so much fun?" Meng Lang walked over curiously, picked up a photo, and then...

rash:"……"

"Hahaha……"

Looking at the people opposite who were laughing together, he felt embarrassed and wanted to carve out a three-bedroom and one-living room. It was really a social disaster...

Mom, you are such a helper!

I didn't expect that when I was worrying about my feelings, you, the old man, were not idle either.

The thickness of this data... is almost as thick as a deck of playing cards, right?

Are you sure my few days of vacation are enough?

I sighed helplessly.

Experts have said that you should sleep at least 7 hours a day...

People who cannot make time to sleep will sooner or later make time to get sick.

Same reason.

People who cannot make time for love will sooner or later make time for blind dates...