As the old saying goes, rabbits do not eat grass beside their nests.Xiang Mingchu was a special rabbit.At this time, he was sitting in the passenger seat of his house, not daring to move around.
Outside the car window, the night is getting late, and the neon lights in Xinyun City are on, making this steel forest look like a gem.
The atmosphere inside the car is completely opposite to the glamorous street scene outside, and it is so silent that it almost suffocates Xiang Mingchu.
In the driver's seat, a woman in a black dress and white uniform was impatiently tapping the steering wheel with her fingers.The sound was full of oppression, which made Xiang Mingchu's heart tremble with the sound of knocking.
The woman's name is Zhuang Mei, she has black hair with waist-length hair and a pretty good figure.
If not, no one would believe that Zhuang Mei is already a senior high school son. She looks too young, just like a college student who has just graduated.
In fact, our Ms. Zhuang Mei is almost thirty-five, and she is also the grass beside her that she has been peeking at Mingchu for many years.
At this moment, Zhuang Mei's face was so bad that it was dripping with water, and the car was filled with invisible extreme low pressure.The reason for the current situation is because of the good things Xiang Mingchu did with his roommates.
Xiang Mingchu is in his third year of high school, and there is only one month left before the college entrance examination.
On a short weekend holiday, Xiang Mingchu, led by his roommate, came to the gorgeously decorated Longteng Pavilion, which is the Football Store, to relax.
In the past eighteen years, Xiang Mingchu came to such an entertainment venue for the first time. He was like a village bun and went to the city at the mercy of his roommates.
As soon as Xiang Mingchu called the foot press service, the roommate went to the next room.
Just as Xiang Mingchu was lying nervously and curiously on the foot chair enjoying the foot massage of his cheongsam sister, the police came up, and the roommate next door who was enjoying prostate health was arrested.
In the police station, after some investigation and interrogation, the police found out that Xiang Mingchu was not actually involved, so they called the minor's home to pick him up.
An hour later, Zhuang Mei came to the police station and took her towards Mingchu.
Xiang Mingchu thought her mother would be angry, but she didn't expect that after getting in the car, she didn't say a word and just drove. This made Xiang Mingchu, who had already tried to organize the language, even more afraid.
However, after staying for a long time, Xiang Mingchu gradually relaxed and he didn't have sex anyway.
He began to stare at his reflection in the car window bored. The boy inside was holding his fluffy hair like a bird's nest. If he looked closely, he would find that his facial features were somewhat similar to those of his majestic eyebrows.
Thanks to the power of genes, his appearance is quite pretty.
But he was always listless, like a shrill puppy.
Xiang Mingchu is very proud to have a tall and beautiful mother, although almost no one knows their mother-son relationship.
At the same time, he would also wonder why he did not inherit all his mother's genes, so that he should enjoy the sought after that handsome guys should enjoy.
Thinking of this, Xiang Mingchu began to complain about the father he had never met before.
I couldn't complain for too long and returned to the community parking lot.
Zhuang Mei changed back to Staccat's black shallow-mouthed high heels every time she drove, she would change her shoes in the car and then get off the car and close the door. The force was shocked Xiang Mingchu.
After pressing the button on the ninth floor, Zhuang Mei combed her black hair that was hanging down to her waist through the mirror in the elevator, and Xiang Mingchu stayed obediently in the corner of the elevator like a puppy doing something wrong.
When he entered the house, Zhuang Mei changed her shoes in the entrance hall.
She is 1.72 meters tall and has long legs. If she put on high heels, she would be only half a head shorter than Xiang Mingchu, who is 1.76 meters tall.
After putting down the black-brown Cach handbag, Zhuang Mei sat on the sofa and leaned against the back of the chair, holding her hands in her chest without anger, and looking at Xiang Mingchu with a smile.
Under this momentum, Xiang Mingchu couldn't help but speak without holding on for a few seconds: Mom...Ah no, sir, things are not what you think, please listen to the little one's explanation.
Zhuang Mei raised her eyebrows: Say it.
Xiang Mingchu swallowed and began to tell the story all the time. While talking, he glanced at Zhuang Mei. She closed her eyes, as if she was listening carefully.
After saying that, Zhuang Mei still said nothing. Xiang Mingchu quickly got up and sat next to her and pinched her shoulders: Sir, I know I was wrong... I won't go even if I hold me with a knife in the future.
Zhuang Mei still didn't say anything, and Xiang Mingchu continued to pinch his mother's shoulder hard.The pleasant fragrance of Zhuang Mei's body penetrated into his nostrils, making him feel itchy.
After some movement, Zhuangmei's black shirt slid a little, and a gap appeared on the plump part of her chest. Xiang Mingchu discovered this at a time and glanced down involuntarily.
When he was about to see the stunning spring scenery, Zhuang Mei said: OK, OK, OK.
Xiang Mingchu had no choice but to stop.
Xiang Mingchu, I ask you, how many days are there before the college entrance examination?Zhuang Mei stared at Xiang Mingchu, her eyes that were originally slightly charming were now like bright knives.
Well, there are thirty days left...
Thirty days, do you still know that it is only thirty days?!
Zhuang's eyebrows are so angry that his teeth are itchy. You said, how did you promise me to review it carefully?You are still so relaxing if you have thirty days left?Do you want to make me angry?
I know I was wrong... I lowered my head to the early Ming Dynasty, like a puppy with a thrust tail.
Zhuang Mei looked at her son's mistake and thought to be a little soft-hearted, but she couldn't give up.
Just as he was thinking about how to express his determination to repent, Zhuang Mei pressed his head on his legs and drilled his temples with his index finger joint. He begged for mercy to Ming Chu in pain. This was the most punishing measure Zhuang Mei used to him.
After arriving over, Xiang Mingchu lay on Zhuang's brow's legs dying.Zhuang Mei also calmed down and ignored Xiang Mingchu and picked up her phone to reply to the message.
Xiang Mingchu was breathing while feeling the touch of his mother's skin, and suddenly felt that it would be good to keep going like this.
His face was facing Zhuang Mei's lower abdomen, and the mysterious area was close to him.
The devil sent a desperate breath towards Mingchu, and the scent of the nose was faint.
Bang!
Zhuang Mei suddenly slapped him in the face and said angrily: OK OK, get up and go cook.Starved to death!
Xiang Mingchu got up obediently and walked towards the kitchen.
Since the fourth grade of elementary school, he has always cooked at home as long as Xiang Mingchu.
It’s not because of his hard work, but Zhuang Mei’s cooking skills as a mother are really not satisfactory. After being persecuted for several years, Xiang Mingchu finally couldn’t bear to start teaching himself to cook.
At that time, he had to carry a chair and footrest to get to the stove. Unexpectedly, this chef had been there for six years.
Before the age of eight, Xiang Mingchu lived with his uncle and aunt in his hometown Nanbian City, while Zhuang Mei worked in Xinyun City and only came back to see him during the holidays.
Later, Zhuang Mei took him to Xinyun City, and the mother and son lived together.
On the first day of the arrival, Zhuang Mei made an agreement with Xiang Mingchu to call her mother at home, but she wanted to call her sister Mei outside. If someone asked, she would say that she was Xiang Mingchu's parents, that is, the good friend of uncles and aunts whom she brought up in from her hometown. Xiang Mingchu didn't know anything at that time, but she still did what she obediently.
Xiang Mingchu has never seen his father since he was a child. With Zhuang Mei and his various strange agreements made him very curious and confused. He imagined that he might be a hidden descendant of a mysterious family, or that his parents were agents performing special missions, so he had to hide his relationship...
Xiang Mingchu was thinking about it for a long time, and it was not until Zhuang Mei saw that he was so confused that he was so angry that he agreed to wait until he became an adult before talking about these things.
Later, Xiang Mingchu entered the most famous primary school in the local area as a transfer student.
When Zhuang Mei attended the parent meeting for the first time as a parent, she attracted the attention of the audience as soon as she entered the classroom, including surprise and other malicious elements. The teacher didn't speak well after seeing him.
At that time, Xiang Mingchu was both proud and unspeakable. He had a quarrel after returning home, so that Zhuang Mei was angry and funny when she found out.
However, she doesn't like to show up in crowded places, so she never attended a parent-teacher meeting again.
Zhuang Mei was a beautician and later became the dean of the beauty salon.
Most customers are willing to invest more expenses in care after seeing Zhuang Mei's appearance that is extremely inconsistent with her age, so Zhuang Mei's performance is quite good.
The guest thought that her face and figure were both grown up against her beauty, but Zhuang Mei had no intention of managing her figure in private, and stayed up late in bed and did not deliberately restrain her diet. She was still radiant and had a good figure that made people jealous.
If those guests who worked hard to strike and spend money to protect their faces knew about it, they would probably have to scold God for being unfair.
Zhuang Mei would occasionally buy wine and go home to drink until she was drunk. After getting drunk, she often sang songs that were not on the tune at all, while holding Xiang Mingchu and talking about her lost youth.
Whenever Xiang Mingchu is at this time, he always wants to say that mom, even if you go to high school again, no one doubts. Instead of commemorating the passing of youth, it is better to say that your adolescence has been more than ten years longer than others.
Xiang's grades failed when he was in the early Ming Dynasty, so he went to the seventh-ranked high school in the local area, and the top six were all key high schools.
In the first semester of high school, students were divided into subjects, and Xiang Mingchu chose the art subject. First, he really likes to draw, and according to the teacher, he still has some talent; second, he feels that the cultural subject scores in the art subject are lower, which is easier for him to come to the university...
Correspondingly, the tuition fee per semester is also higher.
Zhuang Mei was very angry when she found out, and hugged Xiang Mingchu's head and drilled his forehead with her fingers.
Zhuang Mei was angry not because the costs had doubled, but because her son had not discussed it with him before making such an important life decision. What if he took the wrong path?
Fortunately, the teacher didn't lie. Xiang Mingchu was indeed a little talented in painting and his grades were always good, so Zhuang Mei felt relieved.
There is only one month left before the college entrance examination.
During this period, everyone was preparing in full swing, and the atmosphere in the classroom was solemn, just like the eve of a world war.
Xiang Mingchu should have reviewed like others, hanging his head and stinging his thighs, and devoted himself to eating and sleeping.
But the more you are at this time, the less you feel excited about the Mingchu, and you are not at all concerned about your future and future.
The only one he cares about now is Zhuang Mei.
As a child raised in a single-parent family, Xiang Mingchu had a special emotion for his mother, and the incident that happened in junior high school became a powerful catalyst.
At that time in junior high school, Xiang Mingchu had a crush on the class leader Feng Ting.
Feng Ting is not the best in their class, but she is so literary and delicate, just like the sister next door.
At that time, there were five or six boys surrounding Feng Ting, and Xiang Mingchu was one of them.
Xiang Mingchu first met Feng Ting when he entered school.
The girl with ponytail sat in the classroom by the window and looked down at the novel. The autumn wind blew the curtains and swayed. Everything was like the scene in the comic novel. The sun shone on half of her face, and her white school uniform was as clear as her skin.
When Xiang Mingchu sat next to Feng Ting, the girl he met for the first time smiled and said hello to him. The feeling was like the spring breeze blowing on his face. Xiang Mingchu became Feng Ting's follower and kept running around for the next two semesters.
Until one day, the class pay that Feng Ting kept was lost, and the head teacher held an emergency class meeting to collect information in the class to arrest the thief.
When Xiang Mingchu was still worried about Feng Ting, he could not have expected that the biggest suspicion of stealing money would fall on him.
Because Feng Ting said timidly to the head teacher that only Xiang Mingchu knew where she had money.
The head teacher had unconditional trust in Feng Ting, so he asked Xiang Mingchu to hand over the money on the spot.
Xiang Mingchu was stunned and defended himself in a stuttering tone, and the head teacher confirmed that the suspect was Xiang Mingchu.
He looked at Xiang Mingchu with a disappointed look, and talked about his life philosophy and moral qualities with heartache, hoping that Xiang Mingchu would hand over the money.
Xiang Mingchu could only keep denying it and repeatedly said that it was not his.
Seeing that preaching was useless, the head teacher began to scold Xiang Mingchu angrily.
Xiang Mingchu lowered his head and let the doubtful eyes of his classmates pierced him like a needle.
His mind was running at an unprecedented speed, and suddenly, he thought of a possibility, the only possibility he was unwilling to admit but under the current circumstances...
Xiang Mingchu suddenly looked up at Feng Ting, and saw her stunned for a moment and then unnaturally looked away.
So Xiang Mingchu understood everything, but his mouth was bitter, but he couldn't say a word.
He suddenly felt very tired and didn't even have the strength to prove his innocence. Feng Ting, who had always been energetic in his eyes, became less eye-catching.
Xiang Mingchu gave up defending and allowed the class teacher to take him to the office, and called Zhuang Mei mechanically.
The head teacher said the whole story on the phone with a heartache, accusing Xiang Mingchu of his theft for such a bad behavior. After Balabala said a lot, he asked Zhuang Mei to come to the school for a meeting and deal with the matter seriously.
Zhuang Mei suppressed her anger and said, I'll arrive immediately and hung up the phone.
She had no doubts about Xiang Mingchu. She knew her son well. Even if he had lent to Xiang Mingchu with ten courage, he would not steal money.
The reason why Zhuang Mei was so angry was because she heard Feng Ting's name.
Before this, Zhuang Mei heard Xiang Mingchu mention Feng Ting at home more than once. At that time, Xiang Mingchu's expression was flying, and there was joy in her eyebrows that could not be hidden. Zhuang Mei could easily guess her son's little thoughts.
But now that he is framed as a thief by the girl he likes, how sad should he be?
When Zhuang Mei was furious when she thought of this, she immediately stopped her work and rushed to the school with great momentum.
In the office, Zhuang Mei slapped the table and shouted coldly that Xiang Mingchu would never be able to steal money!
Call that little girl!
The momentum is like a female hero who goes to a banquet alone, overwhelming everyone in the office.
The head teacher did not expect that the girl who looked so young was still full of aura in the face of a group of teachers, and even talked to her became stumbling.
Xiang Mingchu didn't expect Zhuang Mei to believe in herself so unconditionally. Her previous humility and depression disappeared. He was moved by the side and was about to cry, while swearing in his heart that he would definitely make a fortune in this life and enjoy a happy life with Zhuang Mei.
Feng Ting was called to the office and everyone met.
Seeing that Feng Ting's eyes dodging and dared not look at each other, Zhuang Mei sneered and said to the teacher that I wanted to talk to her, so she pulled Feng Ting out to talk alone.
I don’t know if it was because of Zhuang Mei’s imposing momentum or some of her words, but she actually asked the truth.
It turned out that Feng Ting had been blackmailed by the gangster for a long time, and she didn't dare to tell her family after paying the money. After thinking about it, she thought about the class pay and Xiang Mingchu.
The truth is revealed.
Zhuang Mei's face was cold and insisted on making the truth public to the public to serve as a warning to others, and to change the justice in the early Ming Dynasty.
Feng Ting was so scared that she cried apart.
The head teacher was very embarrassed and persuaded Zhuang Mei to settle the matter privately.
Zhuang Mei responded to the class teacher angrily, turned to look at Mingchu and left the decision to him.
This matter was finally settled privately.
It was not because Xiang Mingchu liked Feng Ting, and everything was over from the moment Feng Ting swears to accuse herself.
Looking at Feng Ting who was crying and raining, Xiang Mingchu neither hated nor sympathized with her. He just didn't want to care about that much anymore.
When everyone was suspected, only his mother believed in him and protected him. A wonderful feeling surged into Mingchu's heart, growing like the ivy on the exterior wall of the old house until it wrapped around his chest.
Since then, Xiang Mingchu has not had the throbbing of falling in love with girls of his same age, but his feelings for his mother have become complicated and subtle.Simply put, it is
He is in love with his mother.
Compared with other peers' colorful adolescence, the adolescence in the early Ming Dynasty was mediocre and undercurrent.
He thought that the mother Oedipus had to be soaked in a pig cage before, so he kept trying to hide this emotion and dare not expose it.
Xiang Mingchu is such a person. He is not very good or bad, he has no lofty goals or lofty ambitions. The only dream is that he hopes that one day the end of the world will come, and then he will reveal his feelings to Zhuang Mei and not keep it in his heart until he dies.
But at this time, Xiang Mingchu would not have thought that the end of the world would come so quickly.
Outside the car window, the night is getting late, and the neon lights in Xinyun City are on, making this steel forest look like a gem.
The atmosphere inside the car is completely opposite to the glamorous street scene outside, and it is so silent that it almost suffocates Xiang Mingchu.
In the driver's seat, a woman in a black dress and white uniform was impatiently tapping the steering wheel with her fingers.The sound was full of oppression, which made Xiang Mingchu's heart tremble with the sound of knocking.
The woman's name is Zhuang Mei, she has black hair with waist-length hair and a pretty good figure.
If not, no one would believe that Zhuang Mei is already a senior high school son. She looks too young, just like a college student who has just graduated.
In fact, our Ms. Zhuang Mei is almost thirty-five, and she is also the grass beside her that she has been peeking at Mingchu for many years.
At this moment, Zhuang Mei's face was so bad that it was dripping with water, and the car was filled with invisible extreme low pressure.The reason for the current situation is because of the good things Xiang Mingchu did with his roommates.
Xiang Mingchu is in his third year of high school, and there is only one month left before the college entrance examination.
On a short weekend holiday, Xiang Mingchu, led by his roommate, came to the gorgeously decorated Longteng Pavilion, which is the Football Store, to relax.
In the past eighteen years, Xiang Mingchu came to such an entertainment venue for the first time. He was like a village bun and went to the city at the mercy of his roommates.
As soon as Xiang Mingchu called the foot press service, the roommate went to the next room.
Just as Xiang Mingchu was lying nervously and curiously on the foot chair enjoying the foot massage of his cheongsam sister, the police came up, and the roommate next door who was enjoying prostate health was arrested.
In the police station, after some investigation and interrogation, the police found out that Xiang Mingchu was not actually involved, so they called the minor's home to pick him up.
An hour later, Zhuang Mei came to the police station and took her towards Mingchu.
Xiang Mingchu thought her mother would be angry, but she didn't expect that after getting in the car, she didn't say a word and just drove. This made Xiang Mingchu, who had already tried to organize the language, even more afraid.
However, after staying for a long time, Xiang Mingchu gradually relaxed and he didn't have sex anyway.
He began to stare at his reflection in the car window bored. The boy inside was holding his fluffy hair like a bird's nest. If he looked closely, he would find that his facial features were somewhat similar to those of his majestic eyebrows.
Thanks to the power of genes, his appearance is quite pretty.
But he was always listless, like a shrill puppy.
Xiang Mingchu is very proud to have a tall and beautiful mother, although almost no one knows their mother-son relationship.
At the same time, he would also wonder why he did not inherit all his mother's genes, so that he should enjoy the sought after that handsome guys should enjoy.
Thinking of this, Xiang Mingchu began to complain about the father he had never met before.
I couldn't complain for too long and returned to the community parking lot.
Zhuang Mei changed back to Staccat's black shallow-mouthed high heels every time she drove, she would change her shoes in the car and then get off the car and close the door. The force was shocked Xiang Mingchu.
After pressing the button on the ninth floor, Zhuang Mei combed her black hair that was hanging down to her waist through the mirror in the elevator, and Xiang Mingchu stayed obediently in the corner of the elevator like a puppy doing something wrong.
When he entered the house, Zhuang Mei changed her shoes in the entrance hall.
She is 1.72 meters tall and has long legs. If she put on high heels, she would be only half a head shorter than Xiang Mingchu, who is 1.76 meters tall.
After putting down the black-brown Cach handbag, Zhuang Mei sat on the sofa and leaned against the back of the chair, holding her hands in her chest without anger, and looking at Xiang Mingchu with a smile.
Under this momentum, Xiang Mingchu couldn't help but speak without holding on for a few seconds: Mom...Ah no, sir, things are not what you think, please listen to the little one's explanation.
Zhuang Mei raised her eyebrows: Say it.
Xiang Mingchu swallowed and began to tell the story all the time. While talking, he glanced at Zhuang Mei. She closed her eyes, as if she was listening carefully.
After saying that, Zhuang Mei still said nothing. Xiang Mingchu quickly got up and sat next to her and pinched her shoulders: Sir, I know I was wrong... I won't go even if I hold me with a knife in the future.
Zhuang Mei still didn't say anything, and Xiang Mingchu continued to pinch his mother's shoulder hard.The pleasant fragrance of Zhuang Mei's body penetrated into his nostrils, making him feel itchy.
After some movement, Zhuangmei's black shirt slid a little, and a gap appeared on the plump part of her chest. Xiang Mingchu discovered this at a time and glanced down involuntarily.
When he was about to see the stunning spring scenery, Zhuang Mei said: OK, OK, OK.
Xiang Mingchu had no choice but to stop.
Xiang Mingchu, I ask you, how many days are there before the college entrance examination?Zhuang Mei stared at Xiang Mingchu, her eyes that were originally slightly charming were now like bright knives.
Well, there are thirty days left...
Thirty days, do you still know that it is only thirty days?!
Zhuang's eyebrows are so angry that his teeth are itchy. You said, how did you promise me to review it carefully?You are still so relaxing if you have thirty days left?Do you want to make me angry?
I know I was wrong... I lowered my head to the early Ming Dynasty, like a puppy with a thrust tail.
Zhuang Mei looked at her son's mistake and thought to be a little soft-hearted, but she couldn't give up.
Just as he was thinking about how to express his determination to repent, Zhuang Mei pressed his head on his legs and drilled his temples with his index finger joint. He begged for mercy to Ming Chu in pain. This was the most punishing measure Zhuang Mei used to him.
After arriving over, Xiang Mingchu lay on Zhuang's brow's legs dying.Zhuang Mei also calmed down and ignored Xiang Mingchu and picked up her phone to reply to the message.
Xiang Mingchu was breathing while feeling the touch of his mother's skin, and suddenly felt that it would be good to keep going like this.
His face was facing Zhuang Mei's lower abdomen, and the mysterious area was close to him.
The devil sent a desperate breath towards Mingchu, and the scent of the nose was faint.
Bang!
Zhuang Mei suddenly slapped him in the face and said angrily: OK OK, get up and go cook.Starved to death!
Xiang Mingchu got up obediently and walked towards the kitchen.
Since the fourth grade of elementary school, he has always cooked at home as long as Xiang Mingchu.
It’s not because of his hard work, but Zhuang Mei’s cooking skills as a mother are really not satisfactory. After being persecuted for several years, Xiang Mingchu finally couldn’t bear to start teaching himself to cook.
At that time, he had to carry a chair and footrest to get to the stove. Unexpectedly, this chef had been there for six years.
Before the age of eight, Xiang Mingchu lived with his uncle and aunt in his hometown Nanbian City, while Zhuang Mei worked in Xinyun City and only came back to see him during the holidays.
Later, Zhuang Mei took him to Xinyun City, and the mother and son lived together.
On the first day of the arrival, Zhuang Mei made an agreement with Xiang Mingchu to call her mother at home, but she wanted to call her sister Mei outside. If someone asked, she would say that she was Xiang Mingchu's parents, that is, the good friend of uncles and aunts whom she brought up in from her hometown. Xiang Mingchu didn't know anything at that time, but she still did what she obediently.
Xiang Mingchu has never seen his father since he was a child. With Zhuang Mei and his various strange agreements made him very curious and confused. He imagined that he might be a hidden descendant of a mysterious family, or that his parents were agents performing special missions, so he had to hide his relationship...
Xiang Mingchu was thinking about it for a long time, and it was not until Zhuang Mei saw that he was so confused that he was so angry that he agreed to wait until he became an adult before talking about these things.
Later, Xiang Mingchu entered the most famous primary school in the local area as a transfer student.
When Zhuang Mei attended the parent meeting for the first time as a parent, she attracted the attention of the audience as soon as she entered the classroom, including surprise and other malicious elements. The teacher didn't speak well after seeing him.
At that time, Xiang Mingchu was both proud and unspeakable. He had a quarrel after returning home, so that Zhuang Mei was angry and funny when she found out.
However, she doesn't like to show up in crowded places, so she never attended a parent-teacher meeting again.
Zhuang Mei was a beautician and later became the dean of the beauty salon.
Most customers are willing to invest more expenses in care after seeing Zhuang Mei's appearance that is extremely inconsistent with her age, so Zhuang Mei's performance is quite good.
The guest thought that her face and figure were both grown up against her beauty, but Zhuang Mei had no intention of managing her figure in private, and stayed up late in bed and did not deliberately restrain her diet. She was still radiant and had a good figure that made people jealous.
If those guests who worked hard to strike and spend money to protect their faces knew about it, they would probably have to scold God for being unfair.
Zhuang Mei would occasionally buy wine and go home to drink until she was drunk. After getting drunk, she often sang songs that were not on the tune at all, while holding Xiang Mingchu and talking about her lost youth.
Whenever Xiang Mingchu is at this time, he always wants to say that mom, even if you go to high school again, no one doubts. Instead of commemorating the passing of youth, it is better to say that your adolescence has been more than ten years longer than others.
Xiang's grades failed when he was in the early Ming Dynasty, so he went to the seventh-ranked high school in the local area, and the top six were all key high schools.
In the first semester of high school, students were divided into subjects, and Xiang Mingchu chose the art subject. First, he really likes to draw, and according to the teacher, he still has some talent; second, he feels that the cultural subject scores in the art subject are lower, which is easier for him to come to the university...
Correspondingly, the tuition fee per semester is also higher.
Zhuang Mei was very angry when she found out, and hugged Xiang Mingchu's head and drilled his forehead with her fingers.
Zhuang Mei was angry not because the costs had doubled, but because her son had not discussed it with him before making such an important life decision. What if he took the wrong path?
Fortunately, the teacher didn't lie. Xiang Mingchu was indeed a little talented in painting and his grades were always good, so Zhuang Mei felt relieved.
There is only one month left before the college entrance examination.
During this period, everyone was preparing in full swing, and the atmosphere in the classroom was solemn, just like the eve of a world war.
Xiang Mingchu should have reviewed like others, hanging his head and stinging his thighs, and devoted himself to eating and sleeping.
But the more you are at this time, the less you feel excited about the Mingchu, and you are not at all concerned about your future and future.
The only one he cares about now is Zhuang Mei.
As a child raised in a single-parent family, Xiang Mingchu had a special emotion for his mother, and the incident that happened in junior high school became a powerful catalyst.
At that time in junior high school, Xiang Mingchu had a crush on the class leader Feng Ting.
Feng Ting is not the best in their class, but she is so literary and delicate, just like the sister next door.
At that time, there were five or six boys surrounding Feng Ting, and Xiang Mingchu was one of them.
Xiang Mingchu first met Feng Ting when he entered school.
The girl with ponytail sat in the classroom by the window and looked down at the novel. The autumn wind blew the curtains and swayed. Everything was like the scene in the comic novel. The sun shone on half of her face, and her white school uniform was as clear as her skin.
When Xiang Mingchu sat next to Feng Ting, the girl he met for the first time smiled and said hello to him. The feeling was like the spring breeze blowing on his face. Xiang Mingchu became Feng Ting's follower and kept running around for the next two semesters.
Until one day, the class pay that Feng Ting kept was lost, and the head teacher held an emergency class meeting to collect information in the class to arrest the thief.
When Xiang Mingchu was still worried about Feng Ting, he could not have expected that the biggest suspicion of stealing money would fall on him.
Because Feng Ting said timidly to the head teacher that only Xiang Mingchu knew where she had money.
The head teacher had unconditional trust in Feng Ting, so he asked Xiang Mingchu to hand over the money on the spot.
Xiang Mingchu was stunned and defended himself in a stuttering tone, and the head teacher confirmed that the suspect was Xiang Mingchu.
He looked at Xiang Mingchu with a disappointed look, and talked about his life philosophy and moral qualities with heartache, hoping that Xiang Mingchu would hand over the money.
Xiang Mingchu could only keep denying it and repeatedly said that it was not his.
Seeing that preaching was useless, the head teacher began to scold Xiang Mingchu angrily.
Xiang Mingchu lowered his head and let the doubtful eyes of his classmates pierced him like a needle.
His mind was running at an unprecedented speed, and suddenly, he thought of a possibility, the only possibility he was unwilling to admit but under the current circumstances...
Xiang Mingchu suddenly looked up at Feng Ting, and saw her stunned for a moment and then unnaturally looked away.
So Xiang Mingchu understood everything, but his mouth was bitter, but he couldn't say a word.
He suddenly felt very tired and didn't even have the strength to prove his innocence. Feng Ting, who had always been energetic in his eyes, became less eye-catching.
Xiang Mingchu gave up defending and allowed the class teacher to take him to the office, and called Zhuang Mei mechanically.
The head teacher said the whole story on the phone with a heartache, accusing Xiang Mingchu of his theft for such a bad behavior. After Balabala said a lot, he asked Zhuang Mei to come to the school for a meeting and deal with the matter seriously.
Zhuang Mei suppressed her anger and said, I'll arrive immediately and hung up the phone.
She had no doubts about Xiang Mingchu. She knew her son well. Even if he had lent to Xiang Mingchu with ten courage, he would not steal money.
The reason why Zhuang Mei was so angry was because she heard Feng Ting's name.
Before this, Zhuang Mei heard Xiang Mingchu mention Feng Ting at home more than once. At that time, Xiang Mingchu's expression was flying, and there was joy in her eyebrows that could not be hidden. Zhuang Mei could easily guess her son's little thoughts.
But now that he is framed as a thief by the girl he likes, how sad should he be?
When Zhuang Mei was furious when she thought of this, she immediately stopped her work and rushed to the school with great momentum.
In the office, Zhuang Mei slapped the table and shouted coldly that Xiang Mingchu would never be able to steal money!
Call that little girl!
The momentum is like a female hero who goes to a banquet alone, overwhelming everyone in the office.
The head teacher did not expect that the girl who looked so young was still full of aura in the face of a group of teachers, and even talked to her became stumbling.
Xiang Mingchu didn't expect Zhuang Mei to believe in herself so unconditionally. Her previous humility and depression disappeared. He was moved by the side and was about to cry, while swearing in his heart that he would definitely make a fortune in this life and enjoy a happy life with Zhuang Mei.
Feng Ting was called to the office and everyone met.
Seeing that Feng Ting's eyes dodging and dared not look at each other, Zhuang Mei sneered and said to the teacher that I wanted to talk to her, so she pulled Feng Ting out to talk alone.
I don’t know if it was because of Zhuang Mei’s imposing momentum or some of her words, but she actually asked the truth.
It turned out that Feng Ting had been blackmailed by the gangster for a long time, and she didn't dare to tell her family after paying the money. After thinking about it, she thought about the class pay and Xiang Mingchu.
The truth is revealed.
Zhuang Mei's face was cold and insisted on making the truth public to the public to serve as a warning to others, and to change the justice in the early Ming Dynasty.
Feng Ting was so scared that she cried apart.
The head teacher was very embarrassed and persuaded Zhuang Mei to settle the matter privately.
Zhuang Mei responded to the class teacher angrily, turned to look at Mingchu and left the decision to him.
This matter was finally settled privately.
It was not because Xiang Mingchu liked Feng Ting, and everything was over from the moment Feng Ting swears to accuse herself.
Looking at Feng Ting who was crying and raining, Xiang Mingchu neither hated nor sympathized with her. He just didn't want to care about that much anymore.
When everyone was suspected, only his mother believed in him and protected him. A wonderful feeling surged into Mingchu's heart, growing like the ivy on the exterior wall of the old house until it wrapped around his chest.
Since then, Xiang Mingchu has not had the throbbing of falling in love with girls of his same age, but his feelings for his mother have become complicated and subtle.Simply put, it is
He is in love with his mother.
Compared with other peers' colorful adolescence, the adolescence in the early Ming Dynasty was mediocre and undercurrent.
He thought that the mother Oedipus had to be soaked in a pig cage before, so he kept trying to hide this emotion and dare not expose it.
Xiang Mingchu is such a person. He is not very good or bad, he has no lofty goals or lofty ambitions. The only dream is that he hopes that one day the end of the world will come, and then he will reveal his feelings to Zhuang Mei and not keep it in his heart until he dies.
But at this time, Xiang Mingchu would not have thought that the end of the world would come so quickly.
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