Chapter 1829

The next day, in the morning, the major newspapers and magazines made a lot of reports on the full moon banquet in yizhai.

It's strange that the reports on the scene of the banquet are all taken with a stroke, but the reports on Xiaoman's father are overwhelming.

[century dregs man: abandoning his wife and daughter to suffer retribution. ]

[evil is rewarded with evil - century slag man blackmail is expelled. ]

[it's a good way for heaven to reincarnate! ]

[abandon your wife and daughter and roam the streets, the world news! ]

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These reports are all on the most prominent page, which makes it bad for Wang Fu, who is going to hide for two days and then go to yizhai to think of a way.

His picture is the biggest one. His face is full of greasy meat and only has mosaic on his eyes.

All the reports are accusing him, but Wang Xiaoman and her mother are under strict information protection.

In a moment, don't say that he wants to make some money to make a comeback. He has become a street mouse. Even the owner of the house comes to drive people with newspapers. He is afraid that if he stays in his house for a long time, it will pollute the house supply and make the house unable to rent out.

Being rushed to the street, father Wang didn't know where he could go.

He was so rickety in the street and pointed by others that he couldn't hide under the bridge hole in the park. As a result, even the beggars living under the bridge hole looked down upon him.

He really became a street mouse, everyone shouted.

For a while, he also experienced the feeling of hopelessness.

In the early years, he took all the assets of his family and ran away with his confidante. After many years of carefree, he also gave birth to a son. The bigger the business, the better he was.

, but I don't know what's going on. Overnight, his business is like a bubble. So many assets are lost. Even his wife has run away with all the valuable things of his son and his family.

There is nothing left.

"This is retribution!" Wang Fu sat by the lake and grabbed his head. For a while, he cried: "retribution!"

But what's the use of more regrets?

Within a few days, there was another beggar in rags on the street. He was emaciated and crazy. The whole person looked abnormal.

Of course, that's a postscript.

On the second day of the banquet, the master mother of the Cheng family left early in the morning and only allowed Zhuang ya, who had been with her, to stay in the city where she had lived for so many years. Then she went back to Beijing.

In fact, Zhuang Ya understands that the real intention of the Cheng's master's mother is to hope that she can borrow an excuse to contact Wan Xinghao more.

Zhuang Ya doesn't care about Wan Xinghao and doesn't want to make so-called contacts, but she still has to come down.

For nothing else, only because Yan Lecheng is also in this city.

For so long, she wanted to see him and know if he was OK.

"You are OK in Z city. I will send someone to protect you in secret." Cheng's mother said to Zhuang ya at the airport.

"Yes." Zhuang Ya nodded her head. She knew the meaning of Cheng's master's mother. She said it was protection, but it was more surveillance, lest she did anything to discredit Cheng's family. Now she is the eldest miss of Cheng's family.

"Well, take care of yourself." Looking at the obedient Zhuang ya, the master mother of Cheng's family is still a little uneasy. But if she really wants to say something personal, she can't say it. Only when she finally told her to do so, she turned away.

Zhuang Ya looks at the back of the master mother of Cheng's family and lowers her head slightly. At last, she is afraid of humiliating the Cheng family.

With a deep sigh, Zhuangya left the airport and got into the waiting car.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror and asked Zhuangya, "Miss Cheng, is it back to yizhai?"

"No." Zhuang Ya said, "go to No.1 middle school."

"Well?" The driver was also stunned. Shouldn't he go back to yizhai?

"I have a long lost friend in No. 1 middle school." Said Zhuang ya.

"OK." The driver answered and drove the car in the direction of No.1 middle school.

Zhuangya looked down at her skirt.

Ladies' waistband design, white lace.

Looking out of the window, she couldn't remember what she was wearing when she saw Yan Lecheng last time.

When the car arrived at the gate of No. 1 middle school, it happened that No. 1 middle school rang the bell for lunch break.

Zhuangya put down the window and watched the students of No. 1 middle school in the city walk outside. Many of them left with their schoolbags on their backs.

She remembered that she had stood at the school gate before waiting for Yan Lecheng to appear.

The students, in groups, looked curiously at the private car as they passed.

"Miss Cheng, do you want to find your friends?" Asked the driver.

"No, I'll just look at him here." Said Zhuang ya.

"OK." The driver answered.

He is such a rough man that he really doesn't understand the little girl's mind, but since Miss Cheng said so, he just did it.

Zhuangya's eyes are looking at the direction of the school gate, and many past events appear like running lamps.

Suddenly, in the crowd, she saw the person she wanted to see. There was light in her eyes. Her hands on her legs were slightly clenched into fists.

Eyes slightly red, Zhuang Ya opened her mouth, wanted to call his name, but raised her hand to cover her mouth.

She has not become good enough to appear in front of him.

At the last glance, reflecting his appearance in his eyes, Zhuangya closed the window and said, "drive."

"Haven't you seen your friends?" Asked the driver.

"Yes." "That's enough," said Zhuangya

"Yes." The driver answered and started the car.

Yan Lecheng is joking with the boy next to him. He vaguely feels that someone is looking at him. When he looks around, the window of the car is closed. He can't see the man in the black window. He is wondering that the car has gone far.

"Yan Lecheng?" His companion stopped and looked at him, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing." Yan Lecheng turned around and said.

"Where did you volunteer?" "Did you do well in the college entrance examination? No problem with Z! "

"Kyoto Normal School of my first volunteer newspaper." Yan Lecheng said.

"Eh? Are you going to Kyoto? I thought you would stay in Z city. " Another companion said, "is it a normal school? You don't have a fever, do you? "

"No, I want to help my father later. He's old." Yan Lecheng said with a smile.

"That's right. It would be a good story if you could take on President Yan's dress in the future." Said the companion with a smile.

"Not necessarily. Let's learn first." Yan Lecheng said.

"Where are you going in the afternoon?" I heard the girls in the class say that they want to organize singing together in the afternoon. Do you want to go? Take it easy. If the university starts, you won't see it again. "

"I won't go." Yan Lecheng stopped and said, "my sister and I are going to visit my mother's grave today."

"OK..." The crowd shrugged.

After separated from his companion, Yan Lecheng went to the cemetery with his sister when he went home. After arranging the flowers, Yan Lecheng squatted in front of the cemetery and looked at the person in the picture with a smile: "Mom, my college entrance examination is very good. I will tell you after the admission notice comes down."

"So confident?" Yan Leshi said with a smile.

"That is." Yan Lecheng smiled and moved his eyes from Yan Leshi's face to the tombstone: "Mom, after so many years of hate, we are all wrong. Let go of the hate. Now we have a good life, and will only get better and better in the future." "Yes." Yan Leshi also smiled: "it will get better and better."