My Lady Fairy

poverty in mountainous areas seems to have little impact on small counties. Like other small towns, there are also prosperous streets here.

Even if the lanterns are hung high, old motorcycles are running on the streets that are not too wide, and young people who have nowhere to vent their energy call friends and friends, circulating in night markets and night stalls.

In the night, a monster like white SUV slowly drove out of the neon halo, turned into a small intersection, and finally stopped at the roadside.

The back door opened first, and Xiong Xiaofeng jumped down skillfully. His mouth was still crying, "I can open it!"

"I mean, be light and don't break uncle Yang's car." Xiongxiaolin then got out of the car. She said in a long way, "what if she broke it with so much strength?"

"Purr purr ~" Xiong Xiaofeng made a face at Xiong Xiaolin and muttered, "I'm so bored, you're not my mother!"

"Is it here?" Yang Guo walked down from the driver's seat with Qiqi in his arms. The other one carried a large bag of fruit and asked. Because ye nusang needed to rest early, only Yang Guo came with two children. Xiong Jiwu was persuaded by Yang Guo to stay in the hotel to take care of his wife.

"Well, Mr. Meng used to live on this building." Xiong Xiaolin pointed to the store building on her left and said definitely, "he brought us here before!"

"I've never been here." Xiong Xiaofeng said loudly.

"Who told you not to study hard and only those who are in the top five can come!" Xiongxiaolin twisted xiongxiaofeng's ear and said. Although the word "top five" is frightening, in fact, this requirement is not difficult at all, because there are not many children in the mountains, and there may not be more than a dozen children in a grade.

"Oh, oh! It hurts!" Xiong Xiaofeng struggled and shouted in Miao language.

Yang Guo smiled, patted Xiong Xiaofeng's head and said, "go back and study hard. If you get good grades, uncle Yang will take you out to play."

"How can I read without a teacher? Uncle, I'll help you." Xiong Xiaofeng hugged the big fruit bag and lifted it up hard,

If you want to cultivate Yang Guo, you don't refuse. Just use your hand to carry the bag, so that Xiong Xiaofeng can relax a little. He said with a smile, "don't worry, there will always be books to read!"

"What does your teacher's family do?" Walking to the courtyard behind the store building, Yang Guo looked around and asked with doubts, "it seems that he is very rich!"

Xiongxiaolin shook her head in ignorance. When she came to play before, she patronized and envied. Where did she pay attention to these? However, Yang Guo felt that the late teacher Meng's family was indeed very rich. The storehouse facing the street was six stories high. Even in a remote small county, it was not affordable for ordinary people! At least 1.8 million!

He rang the doorbell and waited for a while before someone came to open the door. It was a middle-aged man with a flat head, wearing striped shorts at home. He glanced at Yang Guo, who still looked very beautiful even under the dim street lamp, and several children beside him, and asked suspiciously, "who are you looking for?"

"Sorry to bother you in the evening. Excuse me, is this Mr. Meng's home?" Yang Guo asked, "I brought two children here, both of whom were students of Mr. Meng before he died. I want to visit his family."

The middle-aged man's eyebrows suddenly stood up. He widened his eyes and stared at Yang Guo. Then he looked down at xiongxiaolin and xiongxiaofeng who stood timidly behind Yang Guo's thigh. He looked carefully for a long time, and was also trying to recall. After a long time, he said, "this is xiongxiaolin? I came home with my father before."

"Hello, uncle Meng." Xiongxiaolin bowed shyly.

The middle-aged man sighed deeply, shook his head, then opened the door, made room for a position, and said, "come in."

"Thank you." Yang Guo followed the two children and went in. Qiqi hugged his neck and looked at the middle-aged uncle with some fear. When no one noticed, she secretly leaned over her father's ear and muttered, "Baba, does uncle Nai not like Qiqi? It's terrible!"

Yang Guo smiled. He rubbed Qiqi's small head without explaining more. Yang Guo could clearly feel the hostility of the middle-aged men to them. At first, Yang Guo thought he was just guarding against strangers, but later, he felt that he also had an unspeakable antipathy to Xiong Xiaolin, which made Yang Guo very confused.

"Uncle Meng's family is in business?" Yang Guo followed the middle-aged man up the stairs to the fourth floor. Because the first to third floors were rented out as shops, the fourth to sixth floors were where they lived. Looking at the decoration of the living room alone, it is not magnificent, but it is also a first-class level in this small county.

"Call me Meng Ping, but I can't afford to call them uncle. They are still my father's students. There are people in my family who do business, but I still eat the government's rice." The middle-aged man sat down on the sofa in the living room, waved his hand and pointed to the couch, which means to let Yang Guo sit them.

"That's no good. You look about the same age as my father. How can you call your name directly?" Yang Guo sat down with some children and said with a smile, "and I'm not Mr. Meng's student. Let's hand it in separately."

After sitting down, Xiong Xiaolin and Xiong Xiaofeng became very restrained, their hands hung on their knees and dared not move. Instead, Qiqi twisted her neck and looked curiously at everything around.

Hearing Yang Guo's words, Meng Pingcai carefully looked at Yang Guo under the incandescent lamp. With a pick of his eyebrows, he felt the difference between Yang Guo. He asked strangely, "you don't look like a local? Xiong Xiaolin, how many of your Miao children and relatives are out of town?"

Not only unlike the Miao people, but also unlike the people in Guishan Province, Yang Guo's Mandarin is more pure than most people, so it is difficult to hear the export sound.

Yang Guo said with a smile, "Uncle Meng has good eyesight. I'm really not a local, but they are not relatives with Xiaolin. I came from Guangdong Province."

"Guangdong Province is here? How can you know the children in Miaozhai?" Meng Ping's doubt deepened in his eyes. He said a little to himself, "no, I don't know how hard it is to go up the mountain, and most tourists can't run to the mountain. Look at your age and appearance, are you still a student? Are you here to teach?"

Meng Ping guessed with Meng, and unexpectedly gradually approached the truth. Yang Guo asked in surprise, "Uncle Meng can see that I'm a student? No, I'm not here to teach. I also met these children by chance. After hearing the touching deeds of teacher Meng, I want to visit."

"I don't think so." Meng Ping sighed and ignored Yang Guo's words. He said to himself, "in that... Place, who is willing to go and who is willing to stay..."

Deep sigh, but hidden deep resentment and complex emotions.

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