After I made a biography for my scumbag ex, I was on fire

Standing in front of those brick houses, Mu Song glanced at Liu Yun, the disbelief in his eyes was too obvious.

But Liu Yun acted as if he hadn't seen it, and while being dragged into the house by the siblings, he beckoned Mu Song to come in.

Mu Song secretly sighed, followed into the house.

The main room was pitch-black, with no windows on all sides, and it was dim even in this bright noon.

A greasy electric light bulb, trailing bare|naked wires, hung on the dusty plaster wall, providing faint light.

"Grandma! Brother Liu Yun is here!"

My sister yelled into the darkness, and soon, sparse sounds came from inside.

After getting used to the room for a while, Mu Song's eyes became more recognizable, and then Mu Song saw clearly that the dark mass turned out to be a door.

Just looking at it, an old woman staggered out from the door.

"Hey, hey, Teacher Liu, you're here!"

"Well, it's been a long time, grandma, and I brought a friend to trouble you."

"Oh, no trouble no trouble."

The old lady walked in, and they could see each other more clearly, and Mu Song hurriedly said hello.

“People in the city are always good-looking!”

Grandma looked at Mu Song intently, the wrinkles on her face were all ripples of laughter, rippling on the vicissitudes of life.

"You are hungry after walking all the way, hurry up, sit down first, and I will serve you food."

When grandma recovered, she turned around and went into the dark room.

"I'll help you!"

Liu Yun followed quickly, and after a while, brought out two large bowls of soup, put them on the case in the middle of the hall, and called Mu Song to sit down.

"This potato and sour soup is a traditional delicacy in D City, you haven't tried it, come and try it."

"There is nothing good in our mountains, and I don't know if you are used to it."

Grandma followed closely behind, and brought two more small bowls, put them on the table, and called the two little guys to eat.

"Oh oh oh! Eat potato cakes!"

The siblings were always in high spirits. They sat in front of their own bowls and started eating without any urging.

Mu Song also sat down, picked up the chopsticks and stirred it, and finally figured out what this bowl of traditional food was.

It turned out that it was a hard cake made of potatoes, cut into small pieces, and stewed with sauerkraut. It looked very homely.

However, grandma's cooking skills are good, such a clear soup with little water, after being stirred, bursts of aroma.

At this time, it was time for meal, and after climbing the mountain for so long, Mu Song was really hungry, so he didn't care so much, he picked up the bowl and took a big sip.

Unexpectedly, it was really delicious!

Mu Song raised his face and praised grandma.

"Your craftsmanship is really good. If you open a shop, your business will be booming."

Staying in the mountains all the year round, rarely interacting with others, suddenly being praised, grandma bowed her head in embarrassment when she was old.

"It's all from the mountains. If you like to eat it, you can eat more. There are still some in the pot."

Mu Song agreed, and ate up his own bowl, but didn't add any more.

He knew that for this kind of family, every needle and thread has a fixed number, they eat more, grandma and them eat less.

After the meal, Liu Yun helped grandma clean up the dishes, and Mu Song volunteered to join in, and followed them into the small dark door.

It turned out that this is the kitchen.

In a small space, various pots, pans and sundries are densely packed, making the already dark room even more cramped.

On the ground beside it, there is a pond fire, which is widely circulated on the Internet and is regarded as a symbol of "fireworks in the world". Mu Song has seen it before.

At that time, separated by a distance like a parallel world, coupled with various literary and artistic filters, Mu Song also felt that it was a bit idyllic and romantic.

But when I really saw it today, I realized that not only was it not romantic at all, but it was also full of backwardness and decadence.

Unable to hold back for a moment, I took a photo of the firepit and posted it on Weibo with the caption: "Life is life after all, romantic is just human heart".

As soon as he put the phone back in his pocket, he heard Liu Yun calling him.

"Student Mu, please come and do me a favor."

Seeing Liu Yun rolled up his sleeves by the stove, Mu Song hurried over.

"What are you busy with?"

"Let's help grandma clean the stove together."

"it is good!"

Mu Song agreed without hesitation, and was about to roll up his sleeves, but was stopped by his grandma.

"Okay, okay, it's rare for you to come here, go and play with Congcong and the others, I'll just clean up."

Grandma refused to let them help, and urged, "please" Mu Song and the others out of the kitchen.

"What should I do?"

Mu Song looked at Liu Yun and asked in a low voice.

"When grandma says no, she means she doesn't need it. To help others, you must respect the wishes of the recipients."

Liu Yun still had no expression on his face. After leaving the kitchen, he took Mu Song to another room.

"Are you doing your homework?"

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the siblings sitting on one side of an old desk, writing and drawing in the notebook.

"Yes, Brother Liu Yun! Let me show you, is my weekly diary written well?"

When my sister saw them coming in, she immediately smiled and handed Liu Yun the weekly diary she had just written.

""My Most Beloved Brother Liu Yun"?"

Liu Yun glanced at the title and couldn't help laughing.

"Brother Liu Yun, and mine! I wrote it too!"

The siblings, like a competition, showed Liu Yun their "respect" for him.

Liu Yun didn't say anything, put two composition texts on the table, picked up a child in one hand, and led them out of the room to the main room.

"Brother came this time and brought you a gift. Then, did you see it? Go and get it."

As soon as they heard that there was a gift, the two children were very happy. They jumped out of Liu Yun's arms, ran to the chest of drawers, and took out the schoolbags in the plastic bags from above.

"New schoolbag! It's so pretty!"

The siblings were carrying two schoolbags, one pink and one blue, jubilant like two little butterflies, circling and turning around Liu Yun, making him almost dizzy.

"Okay, okay, don't turn around. Open it and have a look, there are other things inside."

"Wow! Pencil case, exercise book, and extracurricular books!"

"Well, these are all given to you by Brother Liu Yun's classmates and friends.

Brother Liu Yun is not the only one who cares about you, many brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts you don’t know care about you very much.

In addition to these people who care about you, the grandma who takes care of you every day and the teachers who teach you are helping you grow up healthy and happy.

So, brother Liu Yun is not the only one you want to "respect and love", you know? "

When Liu Yun said this, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, forming two dimples, which looked much more cordial than usual.

The children listened quietly to what he said, and they didn't know if they understood everything, but they all nodded obediently and replied in unison, "Understood".

"It's good to know! I heard from grandma last time that you all passed the double hundred exam..."

Liu Yun hugged the two children, patiently asked about their studies, and shared his experience in big cities, which aroused the children's admiration.

"Study hard, and when you are admitted to junior high school, my brother will invite you to play in S City."

"Wow, that's great! Pull the hook!"

The younger brother stretched out his little finger to make an alliance with Liu Yun, but his sister grabbed him.

"Don't pull the hook! Brother Liu Yun can do what he promised."

"Haha, it's okay, let's pull the hook together, not only I want to do it, but you all have to do it."

"it is good!"

……

Such a scene was so indescribably warm and beautiful that it melted Mu Song's heart.

Later, I played with the children for a while until two o'clock in the afternoon. Grandma was afraid that the road would be too dark, so she urged Liu Yun and Mu Song to set off.

When saying goodbye, the children were reluctant to leave, and Liu Yun rarely showed a trace of sadness. He turned his head several times until he was out of sight, and then asked Mu Song about his experience that day while walking.

"It's good, but I didn't expect that there are still such difficult people."

"Well, I really can't imagine it without seeing it with my own eyes."

"Yeah, I don't even have a home appliance, and the food and use are not good. If I didn't bring much money today, I would like to give some to grandma..."

"No, 'helping the emergency is not helping the poor', there are so many poor people in the world, if you can't see it, give money."

Mu Song:? ? ?

"then you……"

"I have never given money to their family. The children's school fees are all sent directly to the school."

As Liu Yun spoke, he paused, turned his face, looked at Mu Song, and spoke again solemnly.

"No one can be another person's savior. What we social workers have to do is to 'help others to help themselves', to help them stand up and live better on their own.

Their family no longer has any strong laborers, so letting the children continue their education is the best help for them.

Besides, if you give too much, it is easy to encourage the greed of getting something for nothing, and it will harm them instead. "

Seeing Liu Yun's serious expression, Mu Song opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

For a long time, the public welfare in his mind is to help the disadvantaged groups within his ability, but he has never thought about the reasons behind it.

After being mentioned by Liu Yun, he realized that in Buddhism, it is also said that giving money is the lowest vehicle.

"The real charity is to increase the merit of both parties, but the charity of wealth is to reduce the merit of the recipient."

I remember that once in a temple, I heard a lecture from a mage who said similar things.

From this point of view, the good dharmas in the world are all interlinked.

However, no matter how many Dharma gates are practiced, one must always maintain a prudent attitude when it is implemented in practical actions, otherwise, it is really possible to do bad things with good intentions.

Mu Song was still reviewing himself when he suddenly heard Liu Yun's question.

"I heard from Zheng Fei that you want to be a graduate student in our department?"

"Ah."

"Very good, I think you are quite suitable to be a social worker."

"Really? But, the sociology of S University is very competitive. I don't know if I can get in."

"I think you can do it. If you need help, come to me anytime."

Liu Yun rarely smiled at Mu Song, and patted him on the shoulder, as if he really had confidence in him.

"Uh...thank you in advance then."

Bai Xu left. Before Mu Song had time to consider the impact on the review, someone offered to help. Mu Song felt that this was a good signal.

After all, the ancients made things happen by paying attention to the timing, location, and harmony of people.

According to this logic, the postgraduate entrance examination can be done.

Therefore, Mu Song was in a particularly good mood, and the return trip went smoothly. He returned to school after nine o'clock, and he and Liu Yun went back to bed, without talking overnight.

The next day, Mu Song still woke up very early, after all, this was his last day here.

Thinking of the harvest of this wonderful trip, Mu Song is very grateful to this group of college students.

So, I chartered a car and invited a group of more than a dozen people to the only five-star hotel in the city to have a buffet.

"Hey! I didn't see it, classmate Mu, your family is so rich!"

Zheng Fei looked at the dazzling array of meals, hugged Mu Song, and said in a fuss.

"It's not much money. Besides, I'm not thinking about it. You have to stay for another week. Before you leave, I'll give you a tooth-beating ceremony."

"terrific!"

Zheng Fei was very happy, and the other students were also very happy. After all, they are all in their early twenties, so who doesn't like to eat?

So, the atmosphere of the meal was very good. The boys sipped and drank beer, and from time to time, in the name of thanking the host, they paid respects.

Mu Song knew that he had a small amount of alcohol, and he didn't dare to drink too much because he was afraid of delaying the flight tomorrow.

Interestingly, he also drank several cups, and before he knew it, he got a little overwhelmed.

"Hey, classmate Mu, where are you going?"

"bathroom."

"Oh, then let's go together...I think you're a little wobbly when you walk, isn't it okay?"

"No...it's okay, I drank in a hurry, and my mind is not confused."

Mu Song didn't speak confusedly, but his feet didn't quite listen to him. He didn't see the steps clearly, and almost stepped on the ground, but Zheng Fei grabbed him.

"Oh my god, can you do it? I think you are drunk. Come on, let me support you..."

"Musong!"

"Lu... Lu Yuan? Why are you here?"

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The author has something to say:

Lu Yuan: Is this called going online? !

Zhizhi: Didn’t you say that you are reluctant to go up?I have tried my best to speed up the plot.../cover face

Mu Song: Can you slow down a bit?I don't want to see him yet...

Bottom line: Song Song, good boy, it’s not always bad to see him, I’ll hand over the stage to you tomorrow, it’s all up to you to abuse the dog!

Lu Yuan: Wooooow, woof woof, can my wife handle it with care? / teary eyes