Very Pure and Ambiguous: The Prequel Chapter 242: An album

A message from msn brought me back to reality.

I glanced at the computer screen. Yang Mei has closed the webpage and is chatting with friends.

A man named "Xunzi Li" is constantly sending messages to Yang Mei. In this era, due to the "First Close Contact" of Xunzi Cai, many people are willing to call the net name something like Xunzi x, or an abbreviation of the name. However, the result of this is that the cripples are flying all over the sky. Later, these people must not take apart the text or add some inexplicable symbols or use similar traditional characters to distinguish them. These symbolic texts are the precursors of the later Martian text brain debris. .

"What are you doing? How are you doing?"

"My dear, I miss you so much!"

"Why don't you speak?"

"Are you there?"

Yang Mei ignored these messages directly, but chatted hotly with another friend.

"That man talked to you, why didn't you ignore him?" I asked.

"Oh, it is Li Xiaogang, he keeps talking to me every time I go online, it is going to be annoying." Yang Mei said, "Yes, what is your msn?" msn is now Dawn Product, although I have an account, but it is an internal account of Dawn, ending with a dedicated mailbox for high-level internal, so it is not convenient to tell her at this time.

"Oh? I don't chat much, I don't have this yet!" I said.

"That's it, that's it!" Yang Mei said disappointed, and continued to chat with people on the Internet.

"For security. Stay away from the Internet? What's this name?" I said strangely, pointing to the net name of the person chatting with Yang Mei.

"This one? That's Liu Ying, my friend at the police station. There have been several cases of cyber abduction and fraud!" Yang Mei explained.

I'm faint. It really deserves to be a police officer. Web never forget to educate others!

I looked at it for a while and found it boring. It was nothing more than an inexplicable topic among young girls, perfumes, clothing, and the like. I stood up, looked around in the room, and came to the bookshelf. It was found that there were several Zhang Ming stars in the bookshelf. The person in the photo was obviously Yang Mei. It's about fifteen or six years old. It seems to have been taken before school.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Peeping at my privacy?" Yang Mei stood up as she said. Want to push me aside.

"I just look at your photos. How did you react so much, hey? There is another album here, let me take a look at it!" I suddenly found a book in the bottom shelf of the shelf Photo album!

"No!" Yang Mei reached out and knocked out my hand about to open the bookshelf cabinet door.

"Not even looking?" I was a little surprised.

"No, it's absolutely not!" Yang Mei said with certainty. Before I could talk anymore, I heard the sound of a door opening with a click of a key. Immediately afterwards, the door of the Yang Mei room was pushed open, and Mother Yang stood solemnly and nervously at the door.

"Mom, what the **** are you doing? Why do you have the keys to my room? Aren't they all in my hands?" Yang Mei asked with a bit of dismay when she saw the keys in her mother's hand.

"I'm your mother. What's weird about having a spare key!" Mother Yang said. He glanced around the room with his eyes and saw that there was nothing unusual, and he was relieved.

Mother Yang and Yang Mei quarreled just now. Yang Mei said that they had already lived together in city b, and they were shocked by Mother Yang. I thought that Zheng Shaopeng didn't know if it was a virgin person. If so, wouldn't the golden turtle son-in-law fly away?

But later I recalled carefully and found something wrong! Mother Yang is so old that he is also a person. After thinking about how Yang Mei walks and moves, he suddenly finds that his daughter is still a virgin and has not been broken.

I realized at this time that my daughter was angry and just talking, but then she was afraid again. Yang Mei's personality is relatively straightforward. She is a wise man. Mother Yang saw her daughter locked the door. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that there was a problem. She was afraid that Yang Mei really had something to do with that Little Liu. Then she regretted it Then, quickly found the spare key and opened the door.

Of course, these are Yang Mei's impossible to guess. When I saw my mother coming in, I thought she was coming to scold herself again, so I walked quickly to the door, pushed my mother out, followed me out, and then walked away. Bringing the room door, obviously did not want me to see the joke.

But the quarrel outside the door can still be heard faintly in the room. I'm not a real boyfriend of Yang Mei, I don't care about it, and didn't deliberately listen to it.

Waiting for a while, I haven't seen Yang Mei coming back. I'm bored. I took out the Yang Mei album from the bookshelf with curiosity.

"It's so mysterious. Isn't there a picture of her first love in it?" I thought to myself and opened the album.

It turned out to be pictures of Yang Mei as a child, some with red scarves and some with children.

The girl ’s eighteenth change, although it can change, but the foundation is also good, Yang Mei has stood out from a very young age, with big eyes and some baby fat on the face, but it looks vaguely like it is now!

I can't help looking at it with interest. It can be seen that the relationship between Yang Mei and his mother was very good when he was a kid, and many of the photos were hugged in the arms of Mother Yang happily. Both mother and daughter smiled brightly and were very happy.

But over time, with the growth of age and years of experience, Mother Yang has become snobbish, hoping to borrow daughters to get prosperity and wealth. As a result, the relationship between mother and daughter became more and more tense, and even cracks appeared.

I sighed. The generation born in the 1940s and 1950s has experienced the Cultural Revolution, experienced hardships, and also experienced the tide of reform and opening up. They have suffered for a lifetime, making them envious of wealth. I hope own children can With money, you are all prosperous.

My mother was the same. Although it was not so obvious as Mother Yang, it also faintly revealed to my dad how Zhao Junsheng now makes money and the like.