80s: Little Sweet Wife

A few days after Chen Jia left, Xiao Se also returned to the UK, but Xiong Mumu did not return. He planned to stay in the country for a few more months, because he had the inspiration for a new song, which was brought by the hip-hop dance Chen Jia performed on the show that day. his. {щww{suimеng][lā}

"I want to combine foreign rap styles and write some songs that our young people like. I want to try." Xiong Mumu is confident.

"Fight, Sao Nian!"

Meimei suddenly thought of a very popular sentence in her previous life and blurted out.

Xiong Mumu was stunned for a while, rubbed the goose bumps on his arms, and rolled his eyes, "You're crazy, you're so flamboyant!"

"Humph!"

Meimei was too lazy to explain and rolled her eyes.

In another 20 years, this guy will be able to understand her words, and he will be surprised by then.

In order to write a new song, Xiong Mumu bought a lot of food and retreated, saying that if the new song was not successful, he would not leave the retreat, and Meimei had to go to school, so he had no time to care about him.

The days went by step by step, and as soon as November entered, the weather became colder, and it was as cold as the day, and the leaves on the plane trees by the road were also yellower by the day.

After the half-day class, Meimei, Wu Chao, and Jiang Xinmei were going to go to the newly opened small restaurant outside the school for lunch. It's warm, and it always feels uncomfortable to eat.

It doesn't matter if the weather is hot, but now the weather is cold, and eating warm food makes my stomach feel uncomfortable at all.

Although it costs more to go to a restaurant, the food is always hot and it is worth the extra money.

"Meimei, let's have lunch at Uncle's house."

As soon as he walked down the stairs, Meimei saw Yan Houde and looked at her with a smile on his face.

Meimei couldn't help frowning, how could Yan Houde find her?

But it was to be expected, Yan Mingshun didn't have a public identity before, and he kept a low profile every time he came back, and he never said anything about the army, not even Mr. Yan and Grandma Mo and the others.

Therefore, whether it is the Yan family or the Mo family, they all think that Yan Mingshun is just a small soldier in the army. Of course, for ordinary soldiers, it is normal for ordinary soldiers to be ordinary soldiers after three years in the army.

It's not normal to fly into a genius!

But now that Yan Mingshun's identity as Helian Qing's righteous son has been made public in Kyoto, and he has even given a feast to the guests, the news will reach Tianjin City sooner or later.

It's just that she didn't expect that Yan Houde would know this.

"Thank you Uncle Yan, my classmates and I went out to eat, we won't go to your house~www.readwn.com~ Meimei politely refused.

Yan Houde would never give up easily. Today, he finally persuaded his father and mother to invite Meimei to dinner here. If the time were changed, his parents would definitely not be so good at talking.

If it was a hotel treat, Yan Houde could think of it with his heels, and Zhao Mei would definitely not agree.

This high-ranking city official's daughter, who is with his unfilial son, dislikes him both horizontally and vertically, and he understands it very well.

"Uncle has something to ask you. Your grandfather Yan and grandma Yang also have something to tell you. When the dishes are cooked, you will show your uncle's face?" Yan Houde said in a low voice, looking pitiful.

Passing classmates looked at them curiously, and some teachers who knew Yan Houde actually came over to say hello.

Anyway, she just went to eat, and she didn't know anything else.

Grandma Yang liked Meimei very much, and prepared some big dishes. When she saw her, she warmly greeted her and took her to sit down to eat. Yan Mingda was there, not as detached as before, and looked a lot duller.