The Taoist Sister of a Cannon Fodder

Bus stop sign.

A bus came from a distance and stopped.

Some people go up and some go down.

Among the people who got off the car, a man in formal clothes walked down. When he got out of the car, he was a little cautious to avoid the pedestrians. Occasionally, he would subconsciously pay attention to whether there was any damage to his clothes when he accidentally wiped his shoulders. At this time, he would be unconsciously nervous. If the clothes are found to be undamaged, the look will relax. If you are a fashion-conscious person, you will find that this man wears famous brands all over his body.

But overall the grade is not high.

The price is in the thousands.

He walked to a place with relatively few people and took out his cell phone to make a call.

A cell phone bell rang nearby.

The man turned his head.

He saw a man who also wore formal attire standing not far away waving his hand. Although the formal attire that the man wore was a very common ordinary style, it had a strong sense of presence among the people who came and went. I didn't do anything and just stood casually. They were full of elite fans. Girls passing by would always be tempted to take a look.

Then when she sees the hot woman next to her, her expression becomes complicated.

It is still very common.

Strap sandals and a little white dress.

Compared with the man next to her, her aura is a bit weak, but the temperament of a scroll makes her unique among ordinary passers-by. Especially the face of Fu Rong in the water makes many girls envious and jealous.

Meng Zhicong walked over.

Say hello somewhat cautiously: "Hello."

He couldn't help but quickly glanced at the hot white skirt girl, blushing at the thought that she would play his fiancee. However, his complexion was so dark that he couldn't see it in his leisure.

"Hello there."

The other party replied.

Meng Zhicong: "..."

Although the chest is big, it can't hide the voice of a man.

Dao Xi said with a smile that seemed to be soothing, but she said, "Don't worry, my friend has a lot of experience in women's clothing. He is professional and will never show off."

Chi Xin took out his professionalism.

Say hello again: "Hello."

Although the voice is somewhat neutral this time, it already belongs to the female range.

Meng Zhicong: "..."

Sure enough, it's a big brother.

There is a little disappointment in my heart.

However, the tension in his heart is also a lot easier, after all, the first time I saw this man, he felt a sense of unworthiness in his heart. If you have to keep close interaction with her later, you will definitely be seen by the discerning person. Now that you know that the other party is a man, you can let go.

Dao Xi asked: "It's a man, don't you mind?"

Meng Zhicong shook his head.

If you really find a real beauty of a female sex, he will be more cautious and can't even speak. In the company, he didn't have the courage to take the initiative to make jokes with female colleagues, and he didn't even dare to even dream about intimate contact. He is introverted and stupid, and he has no good friends, and he doesn't know how to talk to someone he knows.

This time hiring people to show face is also inspired by others.

A colleague who likes to gossiping in the company happened to be talking about the amazing takeaway boy. A colleague said that she had asked the takeaway boy to draw a cat for her when she ordered, otherwise it would be bad. Then when the order came over, a cat was drawn on the bill.

Although it is ugly, I am happy to be satisfied.

Then he wrote in the remarks with the attitude of trying: I want to find a woman who pretends to be a fiancee to fulfill the wishes of the elderly in poor health at home, please assign a female rider (additional fees will be given), otherwise a bad review.

The latter sentence was said by a company colleague.

Threats of bad reviews.

Their work efficiency will be high.

After ordering the takeaway, Meng Zhicong didn't expect much after thinking about it. If he were her, looking for a man to play the boyfriend home may hope to be higher. But letting a woman go to a strange place with a strange man would definitely worry about whether it would be dangerous, and he was relieved when it was the little brother who delivered the food.

I just didn't expect it.

The takeaway boy who delivered the food offered to help.

The condition is: five-star praise.

After recovering, Meng Zhicong smiled and said, "Man, it's good."

He is relaxed.

Chi Xin was nervous instead.

He thinks that men are good, but he is very dangerous if they have a male sexual orientation.

Dao Xi sees through, but he doesn't say it.

"Let's go."

Meng Zhicong does not have a car, they took a taxi to the past.

He talked about some things on the way.

The old man's body is no longer good, and the hospital has declared that medicine and treatment are useless. Following the old man's own wishes and in order to save the high hospital fees, he has now moved home for the last days.

Arrived at the location.

"You can't get in the car ahead, you have to walk over."

Meng Zhicong suddenly became a little cautious.

He didn't dare to look at the boss's upper body head-on, so he had to look down at Chi Xin, who was wearing high heels: "The road is not easy to walk, you slow down." The houses here are very dilapidated, and the roads are narrow and the roads are not good.

Thank you again for this takeaway boy.

Such a remote place.

A normal girl would never follow a stranger.

An acquaintance saw them saying hello: "Isn't this Xiao Cong, come back to see your milk." The focus of his sight was on Chi Xin's body and he glanced around, with a strong gossip in his tone: "Is this girl your girlfriend?"

Meng Zhicong answered vaguely: "Yeah."

Afraid of the other party asking, he said first: "I'll go see my milk first."

Fortunately, that person also knew about the old man's problem, so he didn't catch the topic.

Meng Zhicong walked for a while and then explained in a low voice: "My mother went away early due to illness. I grew up with grandma's parents." Her mother was actually unmarried and conceived first. He was called grandma after his mother's surname.

The thinking here is relatively backward.

It was a shameful event to get pregnant when he was unmarried. He was gossiped about by people in the village since he was a child. Moreover, some people in the Meng family hated him so much that they would sneer at him and his mother. Now the silent and dull personality is also formed. Later, after growing up and being able to be independent, he went to work in other places, and he rarely came back.

The courtyard door is unlocked.

The sound of opera was playing inside.

Probably it was a bit out of tune in the cover recording, but the people who can hear it are very careful.

"This is a tape recorded by grandpa. My grandma likes to listen to it."

There was a trace of nostalgia on Meng Zhicong's face. When he was a child, he found this runaway tune very difficult to listen to, but his grandma liked it very much and listened to it every day. There seemed to be no one in the room, so he took the two directly outside the old man's room. Being away from home for too long made him feel a little bit nostalgic, and he took a deep breath before pushing the door open.

Then there was a stench in front of him.

"Who?"

An old and sick voice came from inside.

Meng Zhicong felt a tremor in his heart when he heard the familiar voice. He walked quickly to the old man’s hospital bed. He burst into tears and said in a choked voice: "Grandma, I am Xiao Cong, I am coming back to see you."

"Xiao Cong, Xiao Cong, come back."

There was excitement in his voice, and he was too weak to catch his breath.

The two grandparents had a warm meeting.

The old man suddenly saw two people in the room.

"Xiao Cong, who are they?"

Meng Zhicong paused and said, "One is the secretary in my company. I will not drive him to send me here. The other is my...fiancee."

The old man in the company is not interested, as long as he knows his grandson is doing well.

Her eyes were blurred. At this time, the interested squinted her eyes, she could only vaguely see a girl among them, with a little joy in her voice: "Girlfriend, come closer and let grandma take a look."

Because I was happy, I spoke a lot more fluently.

Meng Zhicong was a little nervous.

Chi Xin stepped forward at this time, and said softly: "Grandma, my name is Chi Xin, Gui Fu Lanxin's Xin, you can call me Xiaoxin." Looking at the other party's chapped lips, he asked: " Are you thirsty, grandma?"

The old man nodded: "Yeah."

However, the kettle in the house did not hold any water, and the kettle on the table was also cold.

Dao Xi said at this time: "You accompany the elderly, I will go to boil water."

The old man may leave at any time, but there is no one in front of him. Even the most basic hot water cannot keep up with the supply. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this family is not filial.

Chi Xin's face was a little gloomy.

He is an orphan who wants his family the most, but he doesn't care if others have family.

But the voice was softer again.

After the water boiled, he did not dislike the dirty, and together with Meng Zhicong, helped the old man clean up his body. The stench in the room is caused by the old man’s inability to get out of bed and his poor control over the physiological reaction of the grain cycle.

It's been two hours since I cleaned it up.

No one came back during this period.

The old man grasped Chi Xin's hand, and he only kept chanting with joy in his heart: "Good girl, good girl." From time to time, he told Meng Zhicong to be nice to her.

Meng Zhicong is not a talking person either.

Just repeat the annoying response: "Okay, um, it will, I know."

There is a problem with the old man's memory.

Simple topics kept repeating, but neither of them was impatient. The old man used his happy life as a topic to bless them, telling the beautiful love story between her and her husband when they were young.

The repeated topic paused.

The old man looked out the window and suddenly asked, "Does the plum blossom bloom? Axue said that he will marry me when the plum blossoms in the yard bloom."

Meng Zhicong said in a low voice: "My grandfather's name is Meng Xue, and the two elders got married when the red plum blossoms are blooming." They have been very affectionate throughout their lives. When he was young, he often heard his grandmother tell his love stories.

She never felt shy, only that she was very happy.

Will tell them repeatedly.

The old man sat up suddenly and wanted to get out of bed to see Meihua.

This energy frightened everyone.

Meng Zhicong quickly helped the old man: "Milk, flowers..."

"The flowers are blooming!"

He glanced at the bare plum trees outside.

He turned his head in astonishment to look at the little takeaway brother who said firmly in affirmative words, and then lowered his head and cast his gaze again. Just now he was just an elite fan and could barely catch the stare. Now his aura suddenly increased like the boss of the company, no, he felt too oppressive like the big leader above.

It really doesn't look like a takeaway.

Dao Xi ordered: "Put grandma on." It's hot. The family probably didn't want to wash the old man frequently and didn't dress her.

Chi Xin pulled the dumbfounded Meng Zhicong: "Don't ask."

The big guy said that if you can bloom, you can bloom.

She said gently: "Grandma, we can go out to see flowers by putting on new clothes."

a long time.

There was a play word from outside.

"Whenever you are a teenager, love doesn't know where it comes from, but it goes deep..."

The singing is a little out of tune.

The old man's emotions became even more excited: "Axue, it's Axue's voice. He has come to marry me, and I'm going to see him." The singing outside the door just now is similar to the voice and tune played on the recorder. .

Speaking and struggling to get to the ground.

Her current body can't walk at all. Her exposed arms and legs are as thin as firewood sticks. Meng Zhicong and Chi Xin are afraid that they will break because of a little bit of force, but they dare not try to stop them.

At this time.

A gentle and tender voice sounded from the door: "How can the bride's feet touch the ground, Amei, I will carry you home."

The old man suddenly became quiet.

She tried to straighten her back and sat dignifiedly.

Waiting for the sweetheart to come over and squat down to face her back, suddenly he couldn't hold back and stretched out his hand and clung to it. His sweetheart's back is a bit thin and not generous, but it gives her a strong sense of peace of mind.

She can feel the pace is steady.

Out the door.

The sunlight outside is a bit dazzling.

The old man squinted his eyes, raised his head, and sighed: "The flowers are so beautiful." In fact, her eyes can no longer see the specific things, but the little red in the eye made her directly see the trees full of red flowers in the memory.

"You are more beautiful."

The old man chuckled timidly: "You always do this."

He is always so glib.

But never lied to her.

She felt a little tired when she raised her head for too long. She leaned her head on his shoulders and said weakly, "You sing really well, can you continue to sing for me?"

He always sings out of tune, but his voice is good.

She also likes to listen.

"Well, if you don't get tired of listening, I will sing for you for a lifetime."

The old man smiled and said nothing.

She would never tire of listening to the voice that talked about love.

The familiar, out-of-tune tune sounded again in my ears: "I was shocked and I was not showing my lovesickness. It turned out that it was only because it had become bone..."

a long time.

"Amei, we are home."

The arms around the neck suddenly tightened, and then they softened again. The breath that had been sprayed intermittently on the neck also disappeared.

"grandmother!"

Meng Zhicong knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

The old man left just now.

But there was a contented smile on his face.

"Lady, we need to put a shroud on Aunt Mei as soon as possible." This was a woman who walked in from the door with tears in her eyes.

They have seen what happened just now.

They were originally gathered to chat, the Meng family daughter-in-law heard that Meng Zhicong came back and hurried back. She only has one daughter. In order to prevent the old people from getting confused, Meng Zhicong, who is the only male in the Meng family, should keep this house to watch closely. Otherwise, she has to stay in the village and wait for people to die.

I hate that old lady's land deed is well hidden!

I can't find it.

You know this is going to be demolished!

The people who gathered to chat were all from the village, and they all knew that the old man of the Meng family was about to die. The kind-hearted people worry that the quarrel between the Meng’s wife and nephew will anger the elderly, and it will be bad if there is a short-term relationship. There are also people who just followed with the intention of watching the excitement.

The daughter-in-law of the Meng family saw Meng Zhicong when she entered the door, especially when she saw the suspected title deed in his hand, she was stared at her speechlessly by a stern look.

The woman looked at the young man carrying the old man on his back.

Those eyes were terrible.

She was surprised by Yu Guang's glance at that time, and her heart skipped a beat, and she has been guessing now. I really don't know how he showed such oppressive eyes while singing the love song tenderly. The daughter-in-law of the Meng family, who is a very rascal shrew, can only have an angry face now, but she dared not choke with them.

call--

A gust of wind blew by.

Half of the petals on the plum tree were blown into the air. Everyone looked up, and those petals exuded colorful and brilliant light under the refraction of the sun.

The so-called red plum.

It's just a small group of dense red soap bubbles piled up together. There are piles of piles on the branches, if you don't look carefully, you really think it is a tree full of red flowers blooming.

The sword seal suppressed, and the women in the village helped, and the early matters were quickly handled.

After the outsider left.

Meng Zhicong bowed to the two of them ninety degrees: "Thank you, thank you." If he were the only one to come back, grandma would definitely not go so satisfied and peaceful.

Chi Xin is still wiping tears.

Dao Xi handed over a business card: "You'd better hire a professional lawyer to deal with the matter of inheriting your inheritance. I recommend you to find this one. She has a strong business ability."

Recommended is the heroine.

I met the food delivery.

The heroine has the protagonist aura, as long as she takes over the case, the best relatives are nothing.

Meng Zhicong could not speak.

He bowed again and thanked: "Thank you." What came to mind and asked: "Well, how can I give you the thank you fee?"

Dao Xi smiled: "Give me a five-star praise, just fine."