Painting Tang

"What can happen to her."

Mu Jingchen swallowed the last mouthful of salted tofu flower indifferently, and before Zhen Hui reached out to the only sauce-flavored meat bun this morning, he put the bun into the Yutang bowl with his chopsticks.

"It's going to be an adult, how weird would it be to stay in school? I'm not her guardian, so what's the use of me going?"

"If you ask me, who should I ask?"

Zhen Hui pursed his lips and shook his head, "I have brought the old lady's words with me, you are the one who will be scolded if you don't go home, don't even think about taking me with you."

"She is just being spoiled by my mother as she grows up."

Compared with Zhen Hui's impatience, Mu Jingchen was as immobile as a mountain. He chewed the scallion pancakes slowly, and from time to time he even picked up two small dishes with chopsticks from Yu Tang. Zhen Hui could still sit still at first, but after eating a steamed stuffed bun Recalling the words Mrs. Mu confessed, I couldn't help breaking out in sweat again,

"Brother, are we really not going?"

Zhen Hui swallowed, and looked at Mu Jingchen tentatively.

"Don't go."

Mu Jingchen stuffed half a cake into his mouth again. It was because he was too pampered to Zhou Yuhui before, which gave the little girl the illusion of superiority, so that she spoke so rudely when facing Yutang.

"But... but I heard what the old lady said, it seems to be quite serious. Other parents are going, so if we don't go, will it be a bit embarrassing for the Mu family?"

Zhen Hui cautiously continued to persuade.

"So what's the matter?"

"I really don't know. It's because we didn't get the word out clearly that we were asked to go to school for an interview."

"Is it my mother's idea to send me to deal with it, or Zhou Yuhui's idea?"

"Uh... well, you can guess this with your toes. It must be Miss Biao who wants you to go. But it's only suitable for you, brother. Think about it. Miss Biao's parents are not in Yulin, so can there be any in the school?" How big of an event is it worthy of the presence of the master and wife? The old man's platoon is too big, and it is not appropriate to go to the teacher to mobilize the crowd..."

"Is it right for me to go?"

Mu Jingchen was carefully helping Yutang to tear off the glutinous rice paper under the sugar bag bit by bit, and he was merciless when he spoke.

"She called me there just to save face, expecting me to make a mess of their school like smashing the Panhua Building. Where can I go? Am I not supporting her future lawlessness?"

"Mr. Mu smashed the Panhua Building back then, why wasn't he afraid that I would also be spoiled by lawlessness?"

Yu Tang wiped his mouth and finally joined the conversation. When Mu Jingchen heard this, he blinked at him: "Isn't it because you are different, and it's okay even if you are lawless. I'll give you both good and bad. Be a backer."

Yu Tang was so numb by his words that he almost choked, and after coughing twice, he said calmly,

"I don't care about lawlessness, but I think you should go to your cousin's school."

"Oh, if you want me to say it, my sister-in-law is understanding and open-minded!"

Zhen Hui slapped the table and raised his voice, "Look, what is bosom? This is bosom! What is pattern? This is pattern! I don't think the Bodhisattva at home needs to worship, it's suitable for our sister-in-law!"

"Brother Zhen is being serious... I was just thinking that your cousin doesn't seem like someone who will be bullied, and if you can make such a fuss that you have to call the guardian, maybe there is something really serious about it."

Yu Tang paused, then added, "Besides, you didn't care about her because you had breakfast with me. If word got out, she might come to make trouble with me again. I don't like being tossed about."

"Sister-in-law speaks the truth!"

Zhen Hui looked at Mu Jingchen anxiously, "Besides, I can't do business if the elder brother doesn't go, let's go and see what's going on, if there is any trivial quarrel, I'll take you back immediately Home, okay?"

Mu Jingchen couldn't stand the persuasion from the two of them together, so he sighed for a while, and was about to say a few words to Yu Tang before parting, when Yu Tang got up first,

"You don't need to see me off in broad daylight, I just want to go to the flower market."

"What to buy at the flower market?"

Mu Jingchen was excited when he heard this, God knows how much he wanted to leave Zhen Hui and Zhou Yuhui immediately and go shopping with Xiao Haitang.

"I want to buy a peony... Next time I will draw it, so that some people who can't draw will change their minds."

Yu Tang blinked innocently, and ran away like a rabbit before Mu Jingchen answered the words. Zhen Hui stood aside with his arms folded and didn't understand what Peony changed his mind. He was about to ask Mu Jingchen, but when he raised his eyes, Seeing his elder brother standing there by himself, giggling.

"No, brother, can we be like normal people? It's hard for me not to worry that you will become a pervert, and my sister-in-law dislikes you and doesn't want you to send him home. What's the fun in that?"

"What do you know,"

Mu Jingchen laughed for a while before restraining his smile, "He is making an appointment with me next time."

"Ah...? Could it be that you are thinking too much?"

Zhen Hui couldn't help pouring cold water on him, but Mu Jingchen opened the driver's door cheerfully as if he didn't hear it.

"Brother, where do you sit and where should I sit?"

Zhen Hui stood in front of the car in a daze.

"Your brother is in a good mood today, and I'll take you for a ride."

Mu Jingchen signaled Zhen Hui to get in the car. He was not as stable as Zhen Hui in driving, especially when he was used to the wilderness. When he came back to the city, he was not used to the narrow roads and many people.

"But my sister-in-law just said that I want to buy peonies... Now peonies are not easy to grow. If you like that style, it is better to buy a rose plant. The rose is easy to live. Peonies must be maintained by a gardener every day to bloom beautifully. It is difficult for my sister-in-law to buy them home. Counting on his younger brother to raise it? That kid... really can't kick the flower pot over?"

When Yu Tang was not around, Zhen Hui would not hide his worries about Yu Mian. Although he had only met the child a few times, he knew at a glance that he was even more difficult to deal with than their family, Zhou Yuhui.

"Peonies are hard to grow. Have you ever seen a garden full of peonies?"

Mu Jingchen asked while holding the steering wheel, seemingly unintentionally.

"Well... really not. At that time, the old lady wanted to plant it, but after two seasons, it either died or never bloomed again. So many flower workers were hired, and Old General Mu even bought such good soil, but the planting failed. If you ask me, the climate in Yulin is not suitable for the growth of peonies, and they can't grow well without a lot of spare money and time."

"yes."

Mu Jingchen was thoughtful, and the climate in Yulin was difficult to live with peonies, but his little Begonia had a whole garden full of peonies when he was young.

"When people investigated Yu Tang and his younger brother before, did they go to the south? Especially the wealthy merchants near the sea and the river."

"The South? That's out of our control, so it's not convenient to reach out... and my sister-in-law's talking and eating habits are standard Yulin locals. If you want to go south, you can't go anywhere, right? Look, he still eats salty food this morning." What about tofu brains?"

"...that's true."

Mu Jingchen felt terrified when he thought of the bowl of salty soup in the morning,

"You order someone to go down and check again. The Mu family has no shortage of contacts. My father left a lot of kindness along the way to suppress the bandits, such as Raoshui Town and Enyi Mountain. There will always be someone willing to help."

"Okay, hey, when it comes to Enyi Mountain, I remembered that those people from the police station and chamber of commerce invited me to drink a few days ago. Brother, guess what news I heard at the dinner table?"

Zhen Hui stood up triumphantly, deliberately showing off.

"If it's useful, I'll give you two more days off this month,"

Mu Jingchen was not stingy either, and immediately granted Zhen Hui, who had been a bachelor for more than 20 years and was worried that he had no time to fall in love, two days off, and added, "I still have tickets for a few concerts at my place. I love watching shows."

"Hey! You will always be my big brother!"

Zhen Hui smiled happily,

"Do you remember that Lin Yue from Bilin Club? It turns out that he is not a native of Yulin, but his hometown is actually from Enyi Mountain. He also said that he had received the kindness of the old general. If it weren't for the Mu Jiajun, he would have died at the hands of the bandits. What about it. I said that when you smashed his chamber of commerce for your sister-in-law, he didn't dare to fart. Cooperating with a businessman still values ​​benevolence, righteousness and kindness the most."

"Lin Yue..."

Mu Jingchen frowned slightly, the fact that the fragmentation that was not yet clear but seemed to be inextricably linked had gradually formed a hidden reef in his mind and was about to surface.

But before he had time to think about it, the moment the car stopped in front of the girls' school, the principal and teachers who got the news and waited for him at the school gate early surrounded him. The guesses were dismantled into pieces.

The headmaster in a long gown stroked his mustache and welcomed Mu Jingchen out of the car with a bright smile:

"Little General Mu can come to our school to guide the work, which really makes our school flourish. It's a pity that we didn't have time to prepare well. If there is any lack of hospitality..."

“I’m here as a parent of a student,”

Mu Jingchen interrupted him directly, and said straight to the point, "Where's Zhou Yuhui? If something happened, you need to come to me crying and screaming, and I hope the principal can talk about it carefully."

"Ah, this... this Yuhui is still in the infirmary, and the child passed out from crying. I came to you because you are also a party involved. In fact... well, it's hard to say that we are teachers, otherwise Come with me, I will take you to see for yourself?"

The mustache principal coughed unnaturally, and carefully led Mu Jingchen the way, during which the so-called dean who followed behind them handed over a white "small-character poster" densely filled with small ink-colored characters.

Zhen Hui took it for Mu Jingchen, he glanced at it casually, and couldn't help but gasped.

The small newspapers thoroughly exposed Zhou Yuhui's unethical thoughts towards Mu Jingchen in black and white. Not only that, but also eloquently added many "crimes" such as entering and exiting the Panhua Tower and speaking rudely to her benefactor. State the charge.

"How many such newspapers are there?"

Mu Jingchen sighed silently, mixed the real and the fake on the paper, with the purpose of completely ruining Zhou Yuhui's reputation, and did not forget to catch up with him, Mu Jingchen, he himself is not afraid, but Zhou Yuhui A girl who wants to save face like that may really have to cry to death.

"Today, this morning, there are stickers in the office, auditorium, cafeteria, and even classrooms. We collected about 20 or so. Although the number is not many, but... all the teachers and students in the school should have seen it."

The mustache principal shook his head,

"The handwriting of these small newspapers is different, even distorted and ugly. It seems that people wrote with different hands on purpose, and it seems that many people wrote it together. I can't give you an explanation, the school is not sure about it for a while, so I want to ask you to discuss it together."

"Go and see Miss Biao first?"

Zhen Hui suggested that he understood Zhou Yuhui's temperament, how could the little girl have suffered such grievances, she might jump into a river and jump off a building in a fuss, Mu Jingchen nodded in acquiescence, and the group diverted to the infirmary.

The weather was getting warmer, and Yutang wandered around the flower market alone for a while and felt dry, so she walked home empty-handed. It seemed that Yulin was really not suitable for peonies to grow, and the peonies in the flower market were all wilting in pots.

"Yu Mian?"

There were still a few steps away from the house, and Yu Tang happened to see a familiar figure suddenly appearing from the alley in front,

"Why did you go out?"

He took two quick steps to keep up. The first thing he did was to help Yu Mian wrap up the scarf. Not only could Yu Mian's body not catch cold, it would not be exposed to the sun.

"If you're hungry, come out and have breakfast."

Yu Mian gave a pale smile, put her ink-stained hands into her pockets, and explained in a gentle tone without any grievances, "Brother didn't come home last night, maybe he forgot that the leftovers and steamed buns at home have been eaten."