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Chapter 262 20-year-old Meng Yudong and 16-year-old Meng Yulin

There was no light on, and the room was dark.

Young Meng Yudong allowed himself to be immersed in the short-term loneliness in the darkness.

The phone rang at this moment.

Arlin called.

"Brother Dong, we can confirm that you are talking about Uncle Ji. Your suspicion is correct."

Meng Yudong's dark eyes were as deep as a cold pool in the darkness.

He closed his eyes and was speechless for a long time.

This was one of the rare moments in his life when he hoped he was wrong.

"Brother Dong..." Arin couldn't hear his voice and called him.

Meng Yudong opened his eyes, "Yeah."

"Brother Dong, should we treat Uncle Ji..." Alin didn't know what to say. He knew very well the status of Uncle Ji in Brother Dong's heart.

"Let's take a look first." Meng Yudong whispered.

"okay."

Another brief silence.

"A Lin..." Meng Yudong suddenly called A Lin at the other end, his voice was desolate that shouldn't be there at this age.

"Brother Dong, I'm here."

"Tell me, why is this?" Meng Yudong chuckled, but it was choked, "They... are all my closest relatives..."

Whether it was the people who were fighting openly and secretly with him in the company today, or Uncle Ji, who was acting suspiciously during this period, they were all people who watched him grow up and who he had called uncle and uncle since he was a child.

"Brother Dong, this is human nature."

At that time, Alin was only 20 years old. For a 20-year-old to say such words, it was somewhat inappropriate and even funny for his youth and maturity. However, the reality before them was even more ridiculous.

Meng Yudong's room door sounded a gentle "click" sound.

"I have something to do here, let's do this for now and talk about it tomorrow." Meng Yudong came out of his mood instantly. After a short period of boredom and confusion, he regained his seriousness and clarity.

Turn on the light and open the door.

16-year-old Meng Yulin stood outside the door, holding a tray with food on it.

"No, it wasn't made by me, it was... made by my aunt. I helped her bring... bring it up..." As he spoke, his voice became softer, his head lowered, and the hand holding the plate started to shake a little. .

In the Anti-Time Script Killing Shop, Meng Yudong looked at the scene on the monitor and remembered the past - that night, his brother did come to him, carrying such a tray with food on it, but... His brother didn't say this, but he, who was under great psychological pressure at the time, was so angry when he saw his brother cowering like this that he immediately gave his brother a scolding. What were his original words? I can't remember, but the general idea is that his brother never grows up, never lives up to his expectations, and how old he is, he just doesn't do his job properly and only does some irrelevant things. The family doesn't need a cook and so on.

At that time, his parents had just passed away, and such a big stall needed support. Meng Yudong could be said to have grown up overnight. He also hoped that he and his younger brother could support the stall together. However, his younger brother "didn't know how to make progress" at that time. "In addition to being disappointed, he was also disappointed. In addition, the words "the eldest brother is a father" made him feel a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. He was afraid that he would neglect his duty and fail to teach his younger brother well, which would be a pity for his parents who died young...

The heavy pressure made him become more and more strict, and also made his brother act like a mouse meeting a cat in front of him...

In the monitor, it was supposed to be the young Meng Yudong who reprimanded his younger brother, but this time, Meng Yudong did not.

Meng Yudong is still in his early 20s, and Meng Yulin is still 16 years old.

Meng Yudong stared at his brother in front of him and was silent for a long time. He only asked, "Have you done your homework?"

Meng Yulin blushed, "I'm...writing."

That means it hasn’t been written yet.

"Go ahead and write. Check it with me after you finish." Meng Yudong didn't even get angry.

"Yeah!" Meng Yulin nodded, and handed the tray to his brother.

Meng Yudong took the plate, but his brother was still standing in front of him, not moving.

"Is there anything else?" Meng Yudong asked.

"Well...brother..." Xiao Meng Yulin's face turned red, "You must eat! Only when you are full can you have the strength to work!"

After saying that, Meng Yudong ran away without any need to rush.

Meng Yudong watched his brother's back disappear, closed the door, put the dinner plate on the table, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The bathing scene is mosaic.

Meng Yudong, who was watching the monitor with Zai Liu:...

The existence of this thing means that there is no privacy at all?
Zai Liu explained to him seriously, "Every scene that minors cannot watch will be censored. The first time I watched my eldest brother change his clothes, I didn't succeed..." Meng Yudong:? ? ?

"Wait, do you often look at me like this?" Or when he changes clothes?And what does it mean to not see success?

Zai Liu frowned, "Not often, and besides, I didn't see anything important..."

Meng Yudong:? ?You are still very sorry!

Meng Yudong was not in the mood to fix this kid now. Not long after, the young self in the monitor came out of the bathroom, stood silently in the room for a while, sat down at the table and started eating.

Meng Yudong in front of the monitor remembered that he was in a bad mood that night and didn't eat anything, but this kid really ate it...

Oh, no, that’s either “this kid” or himself...

I only saw "this kid" burying his head in eating, and just eating like that, he didn't feel that he had tasted the food at all.

"Look what's happening in front." Meng Yudong pointed to the monitor.

Zai Liu adjusted the time and angle of view, and what he adjusted was the picture of Zai Zhi and Meng Yulin sitting on the balcony. It was already evening and Meng Yudong hadn't come back yet.

There was a small table on the balcony, and there were a few dishes on the table. Zaizhi was eating, but Meng Yulin himself didn't move. He just looked at Zaizhi with disbelief, "Is it really delicious?"

"Yeah!" Zai Zhi nodded vigorously, "It's really delicious! It's just as good as the ones in restaurants outside! I think it's even better!"

Perhaps it was the first time in Xiao Meng Yulin's ten years of life that someone sincerely praised him, and there was shyness and faintly beating joy in his sad eyes.

In the distance, the car lights came on.

Meng Yulin stood up excitedly, "My brother is back!"

Even with Zai Zhi's good eyesight, she couldn't see the license plate of the car clearly. She couldn't help but be surprised, "How do you know it's your brother's car?"

Meng Yulin said seriously, "It's just a feeling. I can feel that this is my brother's car without looking at the license plate. Just like, I am lying in the room, and I can clearly distinguish the footsteps of anyone passing by the door of my room." Like Chu."

"Oh..." Zai Zhi learned again. She had never had this kind of experience before. The only thing she could distinguish was the enemy situation and dangerous approach...

It turned out that Meng Yulin really felt right. It was Meng Yudong's car that came, and after Meng Yudong entered the house, he went directly back to the room and did not come out again.

"Brother hasn't eaten yet..." Meng Yulin was a little frustrated.

"Well..." Zai Zhi nodded, "Didn't you leave some food for brother?"

"Then... shall I deliver it to him?" Meng Yulin's eyes were filled with uncertainty.

"Go!" Zai Zhi encouraged him eagerly, "Do what you want to do!"

"Yeah!" Meng Yulin was greatly encouraged and turned around and left.

However, Zaizhi sighed after watching the progress on the monitor.

When Meng Yulin came back, he didn't look like that withered head and brain. His energy and energy were much better than usual. He even reported to Zai Zhi, "I sent the food to my brother, and he took it..."

There is a tiny, tiny sense of accomplishment, as if I have finally accomplished something since I was little.

"But, you obviously cooked the food, why did you say it was made by aunt?" You have to let the other person know when you do something good. Zai Zhi feels that people in this era are so reserved. For example, if she likes Xiang, she will He kept talking about this matter all day long and wanted to tell the elephant. Otherwise, how would the elephant know?Little Elephant feels the same way now. He clearly feels sorry for his brother but doesn't tell him. How does he know?
Meng Yulin's spark of a sense of accomplishment that just arose was extinguished.

He sat on the chair opposite Zai Zhi, "Because my family doesn't like my cooking, and so does my brother. Being a cook is useless."

"Who said that!" Zai Zhi shouted in retort, "Everyone needs to eat. If there is no cook, they won't be able to cook it themselves. Won't they all starve to death?"

If your life is gone, why talk about great ideals and great future?
Seeing Meng Yulin's pensive look, Zaizhi couldn't help asking him, "Why aren't you talking?"

Meng Yulin sighed, "What you say always makes sense. I like listening to you, but..."

Meng Yulin lowered his head, "You know? Sister Fairy, I liked drawing comics when I was a child. At that time, I had many stories in my heart. I suddenly remembered them in school and on the way home from school. I often met someone and thought, What kind of story will this person have? After thinking about it, I can make up a story for him in my own mind..."

Zaizhi was shocked.No wonder Xiang's novels are so well written!It turns out that I have been talented since I was a child!

"Not only people, but also a puppy or a bird, I will think about stories about them, and then I will draw them. I know my parents don't like me drawing comics, so I draw them secretly, back and forth. In total, I drew dozens of comics. One day, my father found out and said that I was not doing my job properly, so he beat me up. My mother also tore up all my comics..."

When Meng Yulin talked about those things, he still had a wry smile on his face, "Later, I stopped painting. I also used to like cooking and learned from Aunt He. One time, my mother discovered it. Not only was I scolded for being useless, but I was also hurt. Aunt He was deducted one month's salary..."

"Your parents are so awesome!" Zai Zhi simply didn't know what to say, "Do they really love you?"

"Yes." Meng Yulin has never questioned the love of his parents. "It is precisely because they love me that they hope that I can be as good as my brother. However, I am not the brother. I have worked really hard, and my brother has done it again." Even if I can understand the questions, I can’t understand them even if I listen to them ten times. My brother likes the piano and practices for an hour or two. I feel uncomfortable even sitting there for 10 minutes. I can’t become a person like my brother. They are just disappointed in me..."

"No! Little Elephant!" Zai Zhi stood up, "Your parents are no longer here, so I won't go talk to them..."

Meng Yulin: ...If you can talk to them, something big will happen...

"But, I have to talk to my eldest brother. I can't mold you into who he is in his mind. You are not, not an illusory shadow that he imagined. You are a real person, a person of flesh and blood, with your own thoughts and ideas. A living, concrete person that I love!" The word "big brother" came out of Zaizhi's mouth without any awkwardness at all, as if he had been calling him for many years.

(End of this chapter)