My Immortal Big Missy Chapter 556: Mr. Meng’s family

The poverty in the mountainous area seems to have little impact on the small county town. Like other small towns, there are also prosperous markets here.

Even if the lanterns are high, old motorcycles are running on the not-so-wide streets, young people who have nowhere to vent their energy call friends and friends, and they circulate in various nightclubs.

In the night, a behemoth white SUV slowly drove out of the neon halo, turned in at a small intersection, and finally stopped on the side of the road.

The back door opened first, and Xiong Xiaofeng jumped down expertly, his mouth still yelling: "I will open it!"

"I mean, be lighter, don't break Uncle Yang's car." Xiong Xiaolin followed out of the car, and she whispered, "What should I do if I break it with so much effort?" /

"Snoring~" Xiong Xiaofeng made a grimace at Xiong Xiaolin and mumbled: "I'm so annoying, you're not a mother!"

"Is it here?" Yang Guo asked Qiqi as he walked out of the driver's seat with a large bag of fruits in his other hand. Because Ye Nusang needed to rest early, only Yang Guo brought two children over, Xiong Jiwu was persuaded by Yang Guo to stay in the hotel to look after his wife.

"um, um, Teacher Meng used to live in this building." Xiong Xiaolin pointed to the store building on the left hand side and said affirmatively, "He took us to play before!"

"I haven't been here." Xiong Xiaofeng said loudly.

"Who told you not to study well, only those who are in the top five can come!" Xiong Xiaolin said, twisting Xiong Xiaofeng's ears. Regardless of the term “top five”, the term is bluffing. In fact, this requirement is not difficult at all, because there are not many children in Dashan, and there may not be a dozen children in a grade.

"Oh, oh! It's so painful!" Xiong Xiaofeng struggled away and called out in Miao language.

Yang Guo smiled and patted Xiong Xiaofeng’s head and said: "Go back and study hard. If you get good grades, Uncle Yang will take you out to play."

"There is no teacher, how do you study? Uncle, I will help you get it." Xiong Xiaofeng hugged the big fruit bag and lifted it up vigorously.

If you want to train Yang Guo, I don’t refuse. I just use my hands to carry the bag a little bit harder, so that Xiong Xiaofeng can relax. He smiled and said, "Don’t worry, there will always be books to read!"

"What does your teacher's house do?" Walking out of the courtyard behind the store building, Yang Guo looked at it, and asked suspiciously, "It looks like a lot of money!"

Xiong Xiaolin shook her head ignorantly. When she came to play before, she patronized her with envy. Where should we pay attention to this? However, Yang Guo feels that the late Meng teacher’s family is indeed very wealthy. This street-facing storehouse is six stories high. Even if it is a small remote county, it is not something ordinary people can afford! At least 800,000 yuan!

I pressed the doorbell and waited for a while before someone walked over to open the door. It was a middle-aged man with a flat head, wearing striped shorts at home. He glanced at Yang Guo, which looked very good even under the dim street lamp. There are also a few children around him, who asked in confusion: "Who are you looking for?"

"Excuse me, I still come to bother at night. May I ask, is this teacher Meng's home?" Yang Guo asked, "I have two children with me, both of whom were students before Meng's death. I want to visit Take a look at his family."

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows all of a sudden. He opened his eyes wide and glared at Yang Guo, then looked down at Xiong Xiaolin and Xiong Xiaofeng who were standing timidly behind the Yang Guo thighs. He looked carefully for a long time and was also trying to remember Then, for a long time, he said, "This is Xiong Xiaolin? I followed my father to the house before."

"Uncle Meng, hello." Xiong Xiaolin bowed somewhat shyly.

The middle-aged man sighed deeply, shook his head, then opened the door to make room, and said, "Come in."

"Thank you." Yang Guo went in behind the two children, Qiqi put his arms around his neck, looking at the middle-aged uncle with a bit of fear, she waited for no one to notice, secretly leaned on her father's ear, and muttered: "Papa, doesn't Nai uncle like Qiqi? It's terrible!"

Yang Guo smiled, he rubbed Qiqi's small head without explaining much. The middle-aged man's hostility towards them, Yang Guo, can still be clearly felt. Yang Guo initially thought he was just guarding against strangers, but later, he felt that he also had an unspeakable dislike for Xiong Xiaolin, which made Yang Guo very puzzled.

"Uncle Meng's house is in business?" Yang Guo followed the middle-aged man up the stairs to the fourth floor. As soon as third floor was rented out as a shop, the fourth to sixth floors were where they lived. Just look at the decoration of the living room is already very good, not magnificent, but in this small county, it can be considered first-class.

"Call me Mengping, but I can't afford the name Uncle. They are still my dad's students. There are people in the family who are in business, but I still eat government food." The middle-aged man sat down on the sofa in the living room. , Waved, and pointed to the couch, which meant to let Yang Guo sit on them.

"That's not okay. You seem to be about the same age as my dad. How can you call your name directly?" Yang Guo took a few children to sit down and laughed, "And I am not a student of Teacher Meng, let's Hand in your own."

After sitting down, both Xiong Xiaolin and Xiong Xiaofeng became very restrained, with their hands hanging on their knees, not daring to move. Instead, Qiqi twisted its neck and looked at everything around them curiously.

Listening to what Yang Guo said, Meng Ping took a serious look at Yang Guo under the incandescent lamp and raised his eyebrows. He felt the difference in Yang Guo. He asked strangely: "You don't look like a local. Huh? Xiong Xiaolin, you few Miao children, and relatives in other places?"

Not only is it not like the Miao people or even the people of Guishan Province, the purity of Yang Guo's Mandarin is better than most people, and it is difficult to hear it.

Yang Guo smiled and said: "Uncle Meng has good eyesight. I am indeed not a local, but Xiaolin and others are not relatives~ IndoMTL.com~ I came from Guandong."

"Guandong is here? How did you meet the children of Miao Village?" Mengping's doubts in his eyes deepened, and he said to himself a little bit, "It shouldn't be, I don't know how hard it is to go to the mountain. Most tourists can’t get to the mountain. It depends on your age and appearance, or a student? Could it be that you came here to support the teaching?"

Meng Ping even guessed that he was Meng, but he was getting closer to the truth. Yang Guo asked in surprise: "Uncle Meng can see that I am a student? No, I didn't come to support the teaching. I also met these children in peace. I heard After reading the touching deeds of Teacher Meng, I want to come and visit."

"I don't think so." Meng Ping sighed, ignoring Yang Guo's words, he said to himself, "That kind of...place, who wants to go, who wants to stay..."

He sighed deep, but there were deep resentments and complex emotions.

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