Dear, Love Me Gently

Lu Xiaoxin saw Chu Mingyang walking to the toilet and turned to run to the kitchen. She tossed for most of the day and was hungry. She had to see what she had to eat. She ran to the kitchen and saw grandma preparing food in the kitchen.

The food looks very special. It's all something she ate when she was a child.

Grandma is old, her cooking is still the same as before, very traditional, very ethnic and rare.

Chu Mingyang walks out of the toilet and sees Lu Xiaoxin helping her in the kitchen. He turns and walks outside. He went around the village again. Since he wanted to invest here, he needed to think about the later construction and reconstruction.

After walking for about an hour, he sat down by a river.

The spring water here was very clear. He sat on a big stone and thought back to the age of nine.

At the age of nine.

Yunnan, grandma's hometown, mom and grandma went to pick tea. He was playing in the field. At that time, he met a little girl who was mute and couldn't speak.

But he likes it.

My mind often recalls the scene of nine years old.

where are you?

Unfortunately, he didn't know the girl's name.

The girl can't talk. He can't ask.

Chu Mingyang takes out his mobile phone, unlocks it, opens the prison love novel he downloaded before, and continues to read it.

Into the eyes, it is a little woman's emotion.

It can be seen from Lu Xiaoxin's books that she can write whatever she wants. Her books are not thoughtful of those professional writers. It seems that they are all her autobiographies and belong to real-life writing.

For example, this paragraph: in many online books, men are handsome, rich, good family background and many women. However, the hostess is in all kinds of poverty. Sometimes she is sold around, or she is directly sleeping, leaving behind a pile of money.

Fortunately, all women have a beautiful face and good figure.

When it comes to the woman's figure, I just want to say that there are several women with perfect figures.

Why are all the depressed women?

And why are there always a lot of rich men around, each with his own tricks to help and please.

I also want to say that my life is also very down-to-earth, and my girth is also in place. Why is there no male god around sister Mao?

Why?

For Mao, no one took a check worth millions or tens of millions, threw it in front of my sister, and said: the check is yours, you are mine.

Hee hee!

At that time, my sister would never want money, self-esteem, reputation and film as written in the online article.

I have experienced all kinds of hardships since I was a child, not to mention the difficulties of September 81. I have encountered countless difficulties!

So, what the fuck's self-esteem, reputation, film, go to hell.

My sister will pick up the check, kiss it, and then say to the handsome man: deal.

……

When Chu Mingyang saw this, her knuckles began to turn white when she originally held the mobile phone. Is this her real idea?

What a realistic woman.

However, why did her membrane remain until that day? That day, she was given medicine.

When Chu Mingyang gave her an antidote, he obviously felt that he had passed through a layer of membrane and the female blood left in his car. Fortunately, the membrane was given to him. But he didn't give her a check.

A man thought of this and couldn't help laughing.

About money?

Little women don't get by selling membranes, but by strange means.

Chu's main house, Grandpa's 300 million, plus his unlimited gold card.

These are priceless.

While Chu Mingyang was sitting by the river watching the net text, Lu Xiaoxin and Grandma had prepared lunch. In fact, if Lu Xiaoxin hadn't written the online text, Chu Mingyang wouldn't read the online text with his mobile phone, which is very high-quality for him.

Seeing Lu Xiaoxin coming from a distance, Chu Mingyang got up and put his mobile phone into his pants pocket.

Mr. Chu, why are you here? You've been looking for it for a long time.

have you got anything to do?

In fact, there is a sentence in the reading just now, which makes Chu Mingyang feel very heavy.

That sentence is: I have experienced all kinds of hardships since I was a child, not to mention the difficulties of 99 and 81, which are countless

It's really hard to imagine how Lu Xiaoxin survived.

A girl was born without her biological parents.

It's hard to imagine what happened.

Mr. Chu, aren't you hungry?

Hearing Chu Mingyang ask her something, Lu Xiaoxin feels a little confused, because she is starving to death. Just because she is looking for him, she has been suffering from hunger.

let's go.

Seeing Lu Xiaoxin's sad face, I knew that the little woman was suffering from hunger.

OK.

Lu Xiaoxin nodded, looked at the stone under her feet and walked carefully to the road.

Lu Xiaoxin, what is your ideal?

Not far away, Chu Mingyang asked faintly.

Ideal?

Lu Xiaoxin was at a loss when she heard Chu Mingyang ask.

She had an ideal when she was a child. Slowly, as she grew up, the ideal was also changing.

Generally speaking, her ideal is not one.

Think so, does she feel a little greedy.

Anyway, ideal is ideal. It's just imagination, but it may not be realized. When she was a child, her ideal was to marry that big brother. When she grew up, her ideal was to find that big brother.

Just look at him and see if he's doing well. She doesn't dare to dream of marrying her big brother because her life is too hard.

ha-ha!

Thinking of these two ideals, Lu Xiaoxin felt that she was very worthless. Other people's ideals were to become scientists, entrepreneurs and rich, but her ideal was to marry!

Maybe it has something to do with her life experience.

She knew that those ideals could not be realized. She just wanted to live a good life. This was her ideal.

What, no ideal?

Seeing the little woman meditating, Chu Mingyang asked again curiously.

yes.

Lu Xiaoxin said a word sincerely.

What is it?

When a man asked this sentence, his eyes flashed a trace of complexity.

ha-ha! Maybe I have many ideals, but it's an ideal anyway. It doesn't matter to think about it, does it.

Lu Xiaoxin giggled twice. It seemed like a giggle. In fact, in the eyes of a man, it was a very cute smile.

tell us your opinion.

My dream is to find... Father and mother.

Lu Xiaoxin said, and the tip of her nose turned red.

She never mentioned her father and mother.

Chu Mingyang thought that if she didn't talk about it, she wanted to open it.

It turns out that this is not the case.

She thinks of her father and mother.

Mr. Chu, this is just one of the dreams.

continue saying.

A man rarely caters to his good temper.

I want to be a designer.

In fact, this is Lu Xiaoxin's dream now. When she was a child, she wanted to marry that big brother. After she gradually knew that she had a husband, she gave up the idea. With the growth of age and the slow change of thought, her ideal is also changing.

In particular, recently, she has been studying smart home. She found that many designs are profound and deeply attracted her. In addition, she felt that high technology is really awesome due to her friend Mina's infection. Therefore, she wants to be an intelligent designer.

It would be better if smart devices were used in fashion design.

This is just her imagination. Dreams are things that others can't dream of.

Keep pace with the times.

Now in society, there are no supermarkets, no hotels and no buses, which are involved in intelligent design and development. Therefore, Lu Xiaoxin also wants to open her brain. She wants to know how amazing human potential is.

Whether the dream will come true depends on the future.

Mr. Chu, I've finished my ideal. Can you tell me about your ideal?