Forced Marriage: Super Petite Wife

Meng Yuliang closed the door and fumbled to open the light in the room.

The room is very rudimentary, with only one bed, a table and a broken sofa.

"You look like a child."

Meng Yuliang said, putting Cheng Yi on the bed. When she put it down, she still protected her head very carefully.

Cheng Yi took his arms and said, "make it clear. You don't want to fool around. If you don't make everything clear today, I won't go anywhere. I depend on you."

"Depend on me." Meng Yuliang looked down at her and said, "I can't wait."

"You're not. You let me go back to city a alone. You don't want it." Cheng Yi said, "you're avoiding. You're trying to get rid of me. What do you want to do?"

Meng Yuliang put his arms on her side, because she pulled him, half of his body fell on the side of the bed.

"Don't you think this posture is very ambiguous?" he said softly, "it's difficult for me to concentrate and talk well. Can you let me go first?"

Cheng Yi blushed and let him go in an instant.

Meng Yuliang pulled over the quilt and found that it smelled damp and musty. He frowned. Then he took off his coat, covered Cheng Yi, took her hand and said, "you're tired. Can you have a good sleep and talk about it early tomorrow morning?"

"No." Cheng Yi said, "no, I see. You want to go. As soon as I fall asleep, you run away. When I wake up tomorrow morning, I'm alone in this room, right?"

Cheng Yi clenched his palm with her backhand. Because the palm was too big, she simply held it with both hands and said, "you make it clear."

"I don't know where to start." Meng Yuliang sighed. "I'm afraid I can't speak clearly for a long time."

"Let me ask you a question, you say a word." Cheng Yi said.

"No." Meng Yuliang shook his head, "you have many questions. I don't want to answer them, and it's not time to answer them. It's even more unclear."

Cheng Yi tightened his hand and sat up from the bed. She straightened Meng Yuliang's body and said, "who are you, lame Wenhui?"

Meng Yuliang said: "lame Wenhui, formerly known as Yang Wenhui, was a doctor of biopharmaceutical more than 30 years ago, teaching in XG University..."

"Don't talk to me about it." Cheng Yi said, "tell me the point! What does he have to do with you!"

"You look anxious. It's so cute." Meng Yuliang stretched out his fingers, pressed her eyebrows and said, "it's not cute to wrinkle here. It's worrying."

"Yang Xiao!" Cheng Yi was so worried that he shouted in a low voice, "do you want to say it or not?"

Meng Yuliang sealed her lips with his fingertips and said softly, "don't worry, aren't I talking?"

Cheng Yi stared at him with calm eyes: "don't try to fool me."

As like as two peas, Grandpa shook his head and shook his head. "I am not my mother's surname. I knew from childhood that grandpa told me that my father was also named Yang. My grandfather said," my eyes are just like mine. "So your brains are so smart, have you thought of them?

"He is..." Cheng Yi was so surprised that he released his hand and looked at him, "so you always know that mu nijun is not your father?"

"Of course not." Meng Yuliang said, "I'm not nervous when I do paternity testing, because I knew when I was very young that my father is not him. My grandfather hates him deeply and won't lie to me."

"Why did your grandfather hate Mu Ni Jun?" Cheng Yi asked.

"He gave up and abandoned my mother." Meng Yuliang said, "I hate him too. What I hate more is that my mother couldn't forget him and hid his photos. I secretly looked at his photos and was beaten."

"How can your father be lame Wenhui?" Cheng Yi looked at him blankly.

She was eager to go back thirty years ago to see what had happened at that time.

"I didn't know before. I just doubted and felt inexplicably familiar. I wanted to try him with Yang's Taiji. You know, my mother kept a secret about him and never mentioned it to me. I didn't see him for the first time until I was six years old."

Meng Yuliang said and paused: "as for the past events of my mother's acquaintance with him, I heard him mention it just now."

"So, aunt Wan doesn't know. In fact, you already know who your father is?" Cheng Yi asked, and he fainted.

"She doesn't know." Meng Yuliang said, "she always thought I didn't understand anything and didn't want me to understand. I also understood very well and didn't ask."

"At the age of six, you met with lame Wenhui once. How did you meet?" Cheng Yi said in surprise, "at the age of six, haven't you been to primary school?"

"HMM." Meng Yuliang put on her coat, covered her leg with a thin quilt, warmed her hands with both hands, lowered his eyes and said quietly, "you're right, but I went to school early. At that time, I was in the first grade of primary school."

"And then?" Cheng Yi looked at him quietly.

"After school that day, on my way home, a man followed me all the way to my door." Meng Yuliang picked his eyebrows and said, "a lame man, wearing a big suit, a flower shirt and a big gold chain. Although he is not a good man at first sight, I am not afraid."

"Is he lame Wenhui?" Cheng Yi asked.

"Well." Meng Yuliang said, "he didn't speak, so he came to the door with me. At that time, my mother went out to do business and was often not at home. She came back very late that day. I didn't dare to open the door, so I stood at the door and asked the lame man, what are you doing with me?"

Cheng Yi has made up a big play of recognizing relatives. After all, Yang Xiao, who didn't change his face, can still see some similarities with lame Wenhui now. He should be more like him when he was a child.

"He's fierce." Meng Yuliang shook his head and said with a smile, "he asked me if this was my home. I nodded. Then he grabbed me and caught me at the corner. There was a black Santana car. I shouted in fear, but I couldn't help it. He stuffed me into the car."

"Are you scared?" Cheng Yi asked.

A six-year-old child would be scared to pee his pants in such a rude kidnapping.

"Well." Meng Yuliang nodded, "I was in the back seat of the car and didn't dare to move. This strange man began to look through my schoolbag, turned out my homework book and test papers. When he saw my name, he was a little strange. He asked me, your surname is Yang? Then he grabbed my face with his hand, looked at it and smiled. I was afraid. I bit his hand and scolded him. It's none of your business."

Cheng Yi can't think of a six-year-old child who dares to scold each other when facing the bandits.

Indeed brave.

"Why don't you have a surname of mu?" after Meng Yuliang read this sentence, he quietly looked at Cheng Yi and said, "this is what he asked me at that time. When he asked this, he had a proud smile on his face."

Cheng Yidu said, "you must have been scared to death at that time. He still scared you like this. How did you answer?"

Meng Yuliang said with a smile, "I can't remember clearly. Anyway, there's nothing good to say, but I'll write it down."

"Back then, how did you know this man was your father?" Cheng Yi asked.

"He looked at my test paper. I got a hundred in math and won the gold medal of the math Olympics. He said I was like him and that I was worthy of his birth."

Meng Yuliang looked at Cheng Yi and smiled: "at that time, I thought there was something wrong with this lame man. I was clearly born by my mother."

"After that?" Cheng Yi asked.

"He took me to the game hall, to have a haircut, to the best restaurant and had a big meal."

Meng Yuliang said: "When taking me back, he told me not to tell my mother that if I did, I would never come to see me again. If I kept my promise, I would come to see me every birthday. When I was admitted to college, I would buy me a car and send me a lot of beautiful women. I couldn't remember clearly... I said I didn't want a woman and wanted a computer. He asked me to do it with a computer What, I said I don't know. I read it in a magazine. "

"Didn't you really tell Aunt Wan?" Cheng Yi held his face and said, "lang'er, you've been so black since childhood. What if he's a bad man?"

Meng Yuliang lowered his head: "Later, when the Chinese new year came, the supermarket did a lottery, and I really drew a computer. At that time, in 1994, China officially connected to the Internet and could dial up the Internet. In the area where I lived, my family was the first to have a computer, which was still an imported brand. I was so proud that I didn't sleep for two nights! Then... My mother moved with me, and he didn't appear again. I think maybe I can't find it. "

The computer in 1994, ah, is a real luxury in ordinary families in China.

At that time, I'm afraid only researchers had seen computers.

Cheng Yi thought that the lame Wenhui at that time must have become the number one and number two in the guild. Otherwise, where can I get the money to buy a computer for Xiao Yang Xiao.

Aunt Wan probably saw the computer and thought there was a ghost, so she moved home.

Why didn't Aunt Wan tell Yang Xiao who her father was?