After Being Bent by Reader

Xu Chuanchuan blinked her eyes hard to make sure that she read correctly, the other party really wanted her to write meat to compensate for the loss of that deep-water torpedo...

It's not that this kind of situation has never happened before. Readers have used many tricks to "eat meat" yelling.Some people frantically swiped the screen, some wrote long comments to her, and some directly threw money—that is, throwing mines.

Isn't Xu Chuanchuan tempted?

No, she was moved.She is a layman, and she also knows that writing meat comments will get more rewards, but the point is, she can't write! ! !

It doesn't matter if she pretends to be innocent or high-spirited, what exactly should two women do in bed... To be honest, she doesn't know anything.This is probably the embarrassment of being a straight girl...

Xu Chuanchuan thought for a long time, gritted his teeth, and made up his mind.

Love to eat Malatang: "I'm not lying, I really don't know how to write this [grievance]"

There is no poem for girlish feelings: "You can figure it out yourself."

What does this mean?

Xu Chuanchuan didn't understand for a moment, and heard Xu Xiangxiang call her: "Hey, are you still going?"

Xu Chuanchuan temporarily suppressed his doubts, put away his phone and walked over.

Xu Xiangxiang frowned and looked at her, and said, "Why are you acting weird today?"

Xu Chuanchuan pretended to be relaxed: "It's not like you don't know that I don't like shopping."

Fortunately, Xu Xiangxiang was simple-minded and didn't think too much.

They ended up in the makeup section.Xu Xiangxiang was picking out sunscreen, and asked her opinion from time to time, Xu Chuanchuan answered absently.

She took the time to look at her phone, but found no unread messages, and the other party seemed to be ignoring her.

Aren't you angry?

angry?

nonexistent.

Murong Shi threw down the phone and forgot about it. After she washed and changed her clothes, she found the room was quiet when she went downstairs.

Murong Mingshu is not here.

There is some meat porridge in the kitchen, which is still warm.There is a plate of stir-fried vegetables in the refrigerator. The color is bright, but there is no oiliness. It is obvious that Murong Mingshu fried it himself.Since the old lady believed in Buddhism, her diet was as light as a monk.

After sleeping for so long, she was already too hungry, and Murong Shi didn't pay attention to it, so she took it out and dealt with it casually.

While eating, she called Murong Mingshu, and the call was connected quickly, and she asked straight to the point: "Where are you?"

"Are you awake? Xiao He and I came out to pick up someone and we'll be home soon."

"Pick up? Who is it?"

"You'll find out later."

so mysterious?

Murong Shi suddenly became curious.

Murong Mingshu said "immediately", and sure enough she didn't make her wait too long. A few minutes later, there was movement outside the door.

Murong Shi was almost done eating, she wiped her mouth and walked over to open the door, but she didn't expect that it was a strange woman who met her.

The woman looked to be in her fifties, with dark skin, yellow hair, bright eyes, and dressed like a farmer who had just come out of the field.

"you are……"

The woman grinned at her and said, "You are Xiaoshi, right? You have grown up so much, and you are more beautiful than when you were young."

Murong Shi was slightly surprised. Hearing this, this person has seen her before?

"This is your Aunt Lian, don't you remember?" Murong Mingshu interrupted.

Murong Shi looked at the woman's face, and after looking at it for a long time, she still had no impression...

Murong Mingshu said again: "Xiaoshi don't block the door, Xiaohe wants to go in and put things."

It was only then that Murong Shi noticed that the driver standing at the back was carrying a few sacks in his hands and a big luggage bag on his back. His "cumbersome" suit did not match his suit and leather shoes at all.

Murong Shi opened the door.

Xiao He walked in first, followed by Murong Mingshu and the strange woman.

Looking at the clean floor, the woman felt a little embarrassed.I don't know what Murong Mingshu said to her, the woman smiled honestly, rubbed her sandals outside the door, and walked in.

The woman is like Grandma Liu who entered the Grand View Garden for the first time. She looked at Liangtang's room curiously, with undisguised surprise and envy in her eyes, and spoke a dialect that Murong Shi could not understand.

Murong Shi quietly asked Murong Mingshu: "Mom, who is it?"

Murong Mingshu smiled and said, "Your child has a really bad memory. Aunt Lian, the sister who grew up with me, even hugged you when you were five years old."

Murong Shi said coyly: "This happened more than twenty years ago, I don't remember it."

But after being reminded by Murong Mingshu, Murong Shi had a little impression of Aunt Lian.I remember one time, Murong Mingshu said to her: "It's not easy for you, Aunt Lian. Her husband died early. She worked hard to raise two college students. She contracted dozens of acres of land to grow crops. She is a capable woman."

While Aunt Lian was taking a bath, Murong Mingshu explained to her: "Aunt Zhang, I gave her a sum of money and fired her. From now on, Aunt Lian will work in our house. Usually, I can talk to her when you are not at home." say something."

Although Murong Mingshu had a smile on her face, Murong Shi could feel a little sadness. She thought about it and said, "Mom, I..."

Murong Mingshu stopped her: "You don't have to feel guilty, Mom is sorry for you. You are a young girl, you should go out with your friends more often. With your Aunt Lian accompanying me in the future, you don't have to come back to watch over me every day after work. The old woman. Life is too short to enjoy yourself in time."

Murong Shi laughed "puchi" and said, "You also know that life is short, why don't you enjoy yourself in time?"

Murong Mingshu sighed, and said, "I am happy to see you well. As for the fancy world outside, I'm not interested. I might as well worship Buddha more."

Murong Shi inherited Murong Mingshu's beauty, and she was more like her father, Sun An, in character.Murong Mingshu looked docile, but in fact she was very stubborn. Murong Shi knew that he couldn't persuade her.

After a moment of silence, the two of them were attracted by a strange movement.

Murong Shi looked towards the kitchen suddenly: "What's the sound?"

"It should be chicken..."

"chicken?"

Murong Shi followed Murong Mingshu to the door of the kitchen, and was startled by the scene in front of her.

I saw a fat chicken with a snow-white body and a black comb got out of the sack that restrained it, and was flapping its wings and struggling on the ground.If it weren't for the two legs being tied up, I'm afraid the kitchen would have been harmed by it long ago.

The free-range chickens in the countryside are full of fighting power. Neither of them dared to go forward. They looked at each other for a while, and Murong Mingshu said, "We'll wait until your Aunt Lian comes out."

Murong Shi wondered: "Why did she bring the chicken?"

Murong Mingshu smiled and said: "Your Aunt Lian heard that you were sick some time ago, and knew that you like to drink black chicken soup, so she brought it from home, saying it was to nourish your body."

Murong Shi: "..." She's not in confinement and she has nothing to do with black chicken soup?

After closing the kitchen door and letting the black-bone chicken flop around inside, the two returned to the living room.

On the coffee table was a brand-new mobile phone for the elderly. Murong Mingshu pointed to it and explained: "Because of bringing those things, your wallet and mobile phone were stolen on the way Aunt Lian came. This mobile phone was taken when we came back. I took her to buy it, and I wanted to buy her a smart phone, but she said she couldn't use it."

Murong Shi was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "Did you call the police?"

"I didn't lose any money. Her ID card has expired long ago and she didn't go through it, so she didn't call the police." Murong Mingshu paused, "Fortunately, I met a kind passer-by, and your Aunt Lian borrowed someone else's mobile phone to call me. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to get her today.”

Murong Shi didn't expect that there would be such a stubble in the middle, so she picked up the old man's book and looked at it, and said, "There are not many people who do good deeds now."

"No."

……

After walking around for an afternoon, Xu Chuanchuan's legs were about to fail. After returning home, she collapsed on the bed. She didn't want to take a bath or write codes. Anyway, she couldn't move if she could.

Xu Xiangxiang is in a good mood. She coaxed Xu Chuanchuan to buy her a lot of good things by being cute and coquettish. Now she is trying out her new nail polish with great joy.

The pungent smell filled the whole room, Xu Chuanchuan said weakly: "Can you go back to school and repaint?"

Xu Xiangxiang: "No."

Xu Chuanchuan: "..."

Not having the strength to argue with her, Xu Chuanchuan took out his mobile phone and saw An Ji's reply to her: "You don't want to offend her, so write meat to her. You don't really intend to refund her money, do you? There is no shortage of money, if you return the money to her, she will think that you are looking down on her, and when the time comes, she will give you a negative score in a fit of anger, and see where you cry."

Xu Chuanchuan: "Don't scare me [panic]"

An Ji: "Who scared you? Did she beat Xiangcheng before? After being scolded, she turned her head and threw mines at you. It's not surprising that a wayward local tyrant with unpredictable behavior like her will do anything. "

Xu Chuanchuan was indifferent.

A few minutes later, Xu Xiangxiang had finished applying a layer of nail polish, and raised her hand in that smug.

Xu Chuanchuan rolled his eyes, stood up, and was about to take a bath when he heard a "ding dong".

An Ji: "It's over, I've been slapped in the face, this local tyrant is really capricious! [picture] [picture]"

Xu Chuanchuan didn't know, so he clicked on the two pictures one by one, dumbfounded.

The two pictures are banners for throwing deep-water torpedoes. Passer-by A and her pseudonym occupied the first five positions. This passer-by actually threw five deep-water torpedoes for her at once!

This time, without waiting for Xu Chuanchuan to ask questions, An Ji said again: "I still vote for "She Is Sweet". It seems that this local tyrant likes this novel very much."

Xu Chuanchuan acted quickly and opened the Jinjiang app, opened the novel "She's Very Sweet", and sure enough, in the comment area, he saw the record of a passer-by who threw a thunderbolt at her.

On the last mine-throwing record, Passerby A also left a few words: "The author is a very good man."

Xu Chuanchuan: "???"