Chapter 70

In the evening, Liang Meijuan invited these college students to dinner at Yiwu Commodity Center, and then Wang Zibo and Gao Jialiang of Xianning campus took a bus back first, followed by two other high school female students.

Chen Hansheng and Xiao Rongyu left the latest. They kept talking in the hotel room until more than 9 o'clock. By the way, they fixed the itinerary for tomorrow.

Chen Hansheng actually wants to be lazy, but this is his own father and mother. He must accompany him all the way when he doesn't go to class. Xiao Rongyu just goes to eat and play.

"Lao Chen, did you find something?"

When only the couple were left in the room, Liang Meijuan suddenly said mysteriously.

"What?"

"Is little fish talking about friends with our little bastard?"

Chen Zhaojun has seen the two people eating candied haws on the street with his own eyes, but he is more stable. He won't talk much unless Chen Hansheng personally says that his relationship with Xiao Rongyu has been determined.

"I don't know. Don't think about it. Maybe it's just two classmates."

Chen Zhaojun seriously advised.

Liang Meijuan glanced at her husband: "I'm not blind. Little fish asked Han Sheng to help her with dishes during dinner. Can the relationship between classmates be so close?"

"Say it again."

Liang Meijuan suddenly remembered another thing: "a while ago, Xiao Hongwei and LV Yuqing suddenly invited us to dinner, but they didn't say anything specific. At that time, I was still a little puzzled. Today, they finally have a little eyebrows."

Chen Zhaojun didn't want to follow the gossip. He turned over and said, "turn off the lights and go to bed. He will get up early tomorrow."

"Close it yourself."

Liang Meijuan hummed and said, "it's not easy to wait on the young to go to college. The old still wants me to serve."

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The next day, Chen Hansheng got up early. He had to print some part-time leaflets first, and then go to dinner with his parents.

Everyone else in the dormitory slept heavily, except Jin Yangming, who was on his side on the bed, sending a message with a black eye.

"Old six, didn't you sleep all night?"

Chen Hansheng asked strangely.

Jin Yangming nodded and looked a little excited: "brother Chen, I find my charm is still OK. Shang Yanyan refused me completely because she refused a treasure boy."

"What do you say?"

"Last night, a girl named a Liang suddenly sent me a message saying that she wanted to be friends with me since she met me in the canteen. We chatted all night and found that there were many similarities in hobbies and interests."

Chen Hansheng quietly changed his clothes: "take good care of it. I'll go out and do something."

After Chen Hansheng and the printing shop owner expressed their requirements, they hurried to the hotel where Liang Meijuan stayed.

Xiao Rongyu had arrived early. She was a little unhappy because Chen Hansheng didn't wait for her at the school gate in the morning.

However, when they met, they saw Chen Hansheng wearing a black down jacket and a light pink one. Xiao Rongyu smiled sweetly and immediately forgot these little things.

Today's plan is very compact. In the morning, I'm going to watch the light belt at the Qinhuai River in the Confucius Temple, have a special snack there at noon, go to the Zhongshan Mausoleum in the afternoon, and then return to Jiangling in the evening.

However, the plan can never catch up with the change. Who would have thought that Liang Meijuan and Xiao Rongyu were directly attracted by the dazzling jewelry stores on Confucius Temple Street.

Finally, the four people were divided into two groups. Chen Zhaojun took Liang Meijuan's woolen coat, Chen Hansheng walked behind with Xiao Rongyu's down jacket, and Liang Meijuan and Xiao Rongyu walked in front hand in hand.

Under Xiao Rongyu's down jacket is a white tight cotton sweater, with a pair of short boots under his feet, coupled with a classic and exquisite melon seed face and a figure of more than 1.67 meters. Those foreigners on the Qinhuai River frequently pay attention to it.

Several hooligans in the area of Confucius Temple wanted to chat up, but they saw Chen Zhaojun and Chen Hansheng following them.

Chen Zhaojun is better, just a middle-aged uncle in an ordinary office.

Chen Hansheng's temperament is different. With one hand on his waist and unbridled clothes, he looks at the bustling crowd with impatience on his face, and the corners of his eyes beat a little rebellious from time to time.

Chen Hansheng noticed several gangsters and smiled at them.

These hooligans were also urged to give up after discussion.

The combat effectiveness of middle-aged women and beautiful young girls together was amazing. They wandered until 3 p.m. and were finally pulled to dinner by Chen Hansheng, who was too hungry to support.

From this point of view, the tourism plan of Zhongshan Mausoleum is bound to fail. Just have a good time in the Confucius Temple this day.

Hearing Chen Hansheng's painful announcement of the decision, Liang Meijuan and Xiao Rongyu smiled and clapped their hands.

In the evening, the Confucius Temple is more lively. On the screen wall of Qinhuai people's house, a row of red lanterns hang down. The antique cruise ship is full of tourists from south to north. The sound of piano and tea are antique.

This lively atmosphere has always infected Liang Meijuan. She is still a little excited after returning to the hotel.

"Lao Chen, go out for a walk."

Chen Zhaojun looked at the time: "it's 9:30."

Liang Meijuan dragged Chen Zhaojun: "let's go to school again. Maybe we can come back sometime in the future."

As soon as Chen Zhaojun heard that it was true, they changed their clothes and went out.

Imperceptibly in the late autumn, the courtyard houses were all Wutong leaves, and stepped on the creaking, creaking sound. Chen Zhaojun and his wife walked unconsciously into F 101.

"Han Sheng is also very tired today. Why did he come to fiddle with the base again."

Liang Meijuan was very distressed and regretted that she had known not to play so late.

They walked into 101, but they didn't see Chen Hansheng. They saw another figure under the table.

She is kneeling on the ground to wipe the rust carefully. Judging from the flexible and beautiful radian of her back, she should be a girl.

Liang Meijuan and Chen Zhaojun looked at each other and said, "hello

Liang Meijuan just wanted to say hello, but unexpectedly, she frightened the girl. She only heard a "bang" and hit the iron plate when she looked up.

"Are you okay? Be careful and come out first."

Chen Zhaojun asked with concern.

The girl came out slowly and Liang Meijuan looked carefully.

She was a little taller than little fish. She was wearing an old-fashioned high school uniform, her trouser legs were raw, and her knees and cuffs were stained with thick dust, which showed that she had been cleaning when she was playing in the Confucius Temple just now.

The black green silk is tied into a ball head suitable for work. You can see the sweat on the temples under the light. Under the mottled light shadow, the figure looks soft and weak, and there is some distressing stubbornness.

But she kept looking down at her toes. Liang Meijuan couldn't see her appearance.

"What's your name?"

Liang Meijuan was ready to hold the girl's hand. Unexpectedly, she hesitated a little.

"Dirty."

The girl whispered.

Liang Meijuan still held it in her hand: "it doesn't matter if it's dirty. You cleaned it for Chen Hansheng!"

With that, Liang Meijuan didn't ask the girl to raise her head, but squatted down. At the moment when they looked at each other, Liang Meijuan took a breath.

"Chen Zhaojun, what a handsome girl."

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