Chapter 331
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After opening the previous chapters, Bai Huang vaguely knows that the hero of this book is a Huang, who is extremely autistic. He is unwilling to talk to anyone because of his childhood experience.
To put it bluntly, this is a completely autistic person. He has nothing to say at home, nothing to say at school, and nothing to say anywhere.
In this way, when he was 18 years old and in his third year of senior high school, ah Huang met a beautiful girl. The girl was an extremely sunny person. She had to do whatever she wanted than anyone in the world. It seemed that she would never be sad.
Because of an accident, ah Huang and the girl gradually became acquainted and gradually changed into friends.
That girl never dislikes a Huang with autism. Instead, she is very keen to help enlighten, so that a Huang gradually becomes less autistic
At noon that day, Bai Huang had been lying on the sofa reading the novel written by mu Qianlian. Until now, he knew that mu Qianlian was an author and had hidden it deeply before.
Looking at the time, this book mu Qianlian seems to have been written long ago, at least much earlier than when Baihuang appeared.
The reason why the man in the novel is called a Huang is purely accidental and has no special meaning.
He carefully tasted the plots of the novel. When Bai Huang recovered, it was more than 8 p.m. and he was so fascinated that he didn't do anything.
Good looking, I have to say that the novels written by mu Qianlian are really good-looking, more powerful than any author Bai Huang has seen before.
Bai Huang liked a writer named "half a cup of mango milkshake" before, but once compared with mu Qianlian, that half a cup of mango milkshake is just a vegetable chicken. His writing can't bear to look straight at it. It's too bad.
Mu Qianlian's works are called true novels and divine works that can wash the soul.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the villa. As soon as Bai Huang heard it, it was mu Qianlian and Mu Lin who came back.
Put the novel back to its original position. Bai Huang has seen the end. The novel only writes the first half of the content, and the later has not been written. Only after waiting can we know the later story.
"Xiao Huang, we're back." Master Mulin came in from the outside happily.
One side, mu Qianlian was carrying big bags and small bags of things in his hand. He didn't know what they were containing.
Sit down properly. Bai Huang presses to open the water boiler. Master Mulin usually has the habit of drinking hot water at this time. He helps open it first.
Later, Mu Lin and mu Qianlian sat on the sofa respectively. Mu Qianlian put many bags in front of Bai Huang.
"These are the dinners we bought on the way. There are bird's nest porridge. They taste very good. You shouldn't have had dinner yet?" Asked Mulin.
"No, I was reading today. I just remembered and forgot to eat." Bai Huang tells the truth.
"Oh? read a book? It's rare for you to have such leisure and elegance. " Mulin felt his long beard.
However, when he learned that Bai Huang had been reading all day today, mu Qianlian looked a little.
It suddenly occurred to her that she had forgotten one thing when she went out in the morning, that is, she didn't hide her novel.
When her eyes fell on the novel on the table, mu Qianlian came to a conclusion that Bai Huang had read her novel!
Even though Bai Huang seems to have put the novel back to its original position, there is a few millimeters of error. Mu Qianlian found this at a glance.
The last thing she wanted to be seen by Bai Huang was seen
Standing up, mu Qianlian took the novel on the table in his hand, and then walked up the second floor alone.
"Xiao Lian, aren't you going to eat some?" Cried Mullin.
However, mu Qianlian seems to be very distracted at the moment. It's like he didn't hear his grandfather's cry and still goes straight upstairs.
"What is this girl thinking?" Mulin was puzzled.
"Sir, I didn't expect that your granddaughter still has the habit of writing novels. The novel I read this afternoon is the one she wrote." Bai Huang preached at dinner.
"Ah? What novel? When did my granddaughter write a novel? I don't know. " Mulin was stunned. He really didn't know it.
"So you don't even know..." Bai Huang was also a little confused.
He thought that old man Mu Lin should know. After all, the old man is mu Qianlian's grandfather. He shouldn't have been unaware of Mu Qianlian's novel writing.
In this way, if there is no wrong estimation, he is the first reader and the most loyal reader of Mu Qianlian. Now he really wants to see the second half.
"Cough, although I'm Xiao Lian's grandfather, that girl always works alone. I don't know a lot of things, but it doesn't matter. I'm just his grandfather." Mullin looked embarrassed.
Ah, at this moment, Mu Lin felt that his image gradually collapsed in Baihuang. He didn't know many things even Baihuang knew. It was too embarrassing.
After a while, mu Qianlian came down from the second floor. She had put her novel back in her room. She went upstairs just for this matter.
Sitting next to Baihuang, mu Qianlian picked up a dumpling.
However, when he picked up the first dumpling, mu Qianlian didn't give him something to eat, but handed it to Bai Huang.
Mu Qianlian looked into Bai Huang's eyes at the moment, which was undoubtedly saying, open your mouth!
I don't know why, Bai Huang always felt that mu Qianlian was suddenly hostile to himself, so that he suddenly thought of a line from Pan Jinlian.
Dalang, it's time to take medicine
If you want to return, Bai Huang certainly won't take it seriously. He opens his mouth and eats the dumplings in front of him.
Seeing that Bai Huang is willing to cooperate with himself, mu Qianlian eats dumplings. No one knows what her action means. It feels like Bai Huang is trying to poison.
"Well, granddaughter, give me one of the dumplings." Mulin stretched out the environmental bowl.
Pick up a dumpling and mu Qianlian bites it. The meaning is very simple. He just doesn't want to give it.
A burst of forced laughter, Mu Lin silently took back the environmental protection bowl. All right, treat it differently. He only gave it to Bai Huang, but he was stunned. He didn't give it to his grandfather.
good deed!
It's really a good thing!
Well, yes, if this trend continues, that's right. My granddaughter should turn her elbow out as much as possible. This is the most correct way forward.
As long as two young people can make sparks, even if he is isolated, it doesn't matter. Mu Lin still knows the truth of sacrificing his life for justice.
In a word, Mu Lin is not sad now, but still secretly happy in his heart, not to mention how happy he is.
"I'll go to my room and sort out some documents. You two eat slowly." With that, Mulin got up and left the hall, not to mention how straightforward he was.
"Don't the old man eat? There are still many." Bai Huang said.
"No, I've already eaten it outside. Just eat more." Mulin answered.
As soon as master Mu Lin left, mu Qianlian put down the dishes and chopsticks directly and stared at Bai Huang!
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After opening the previous chapters, Bai Huang vaguely knows that the hero of this book is a Huang, who is extremely autistic. He is unwilling to talk to anyone because of his childhood experience.
To put it bluntly, this is a completely autistic person. He has nothing to say at home, nothing to say at school, and nothing to say anywhere.
In this way, when he was 18 years old and in his third year of senior high school, ah Huang met a beautiful girl. The girl was an extremely sunny person. She had to do whatever she wanted than anyone in the world. It seemed that she would never be sad.
Because of an accident, ah Huang and the girl gradually became acquainted and gradually changed into friends.
That girl never dislikes a Huang with autism. Instead, she is very keen to help enlighten, so that a Huang gradually becomes less autistic
At noon that day, Bai Huang had been lying on the sofa reading the novel written by mu Qianlian. Until now, he knew that mu Qianlian was an author and had hidden it deeply before.
Looking at the time, this book mu Qianlian seems to have been written long ago, at least much earlier than when Baihuang appeared.
The reason why the man in the novel is called a Huang is purely accidental and has no special meaning.
He carefully tasted the plots of the novel. When Bai Huang recovered, it was more than 8 p.m. and he was so fascinated that he didn't do anything.
Good looking, I have to say that the novels written by mu Qianlian are really good-looking, more powerful than any author Bai Huang has seen before.
Bai Huang liked a writer named "half a cup of mango milkshake" before, but once compared with mu Qianlian, that half a cup of mango milkshake is just a vegetable chicken. His writing can't bear to look straight at it. It's too bad.
Mu Qianlian's works are called true novels and divine works that can wash the soul.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the villa. As soon as Bai Huang heard it, it was mu Qianlian and Mu Lin who came back.
Put the novel back to its original position. Bai Huang has seen the end. The novel only writes the first half of the content, and the later has not been written. Only after waiting can we know the later story.
"Xiao Huang, we're back." Master Mulin came in from the outside happily.
One side, mu Qianlian was carrying big bags and small bags of things in his hand. He didn't know what they were containing.
Sit down properly. Bai Huang presses to open the water boiler. Master Mulin usually has the habit of drinking hot water at this time. He helps open it first.
Later, Mu Lin and mu Qianlian sat on the sofa respectively. Mu Qianlian put many bags in front of Bai Huang.
"These are the dinners we bought on the way. There are bird's nest porridge. They taste very good. You shouldn't have had dinner yet?" Asked Mulin.
"No, I was reading today. I just remembered and forgot to eat." Bai Huang tells the truth.
"Oh? read a book? It's rare for you to have such leisure and elegance. " Mulin felt his long beard.
However, when he learned that Bai Huang had been reading all day today, mu Qianlian looked a little.
It suddenly occurred to her that she had forgotten one thing when she went out in the morning, that is, she didn't hide her novel.
When her eyes fell on the novel on the table, mu Qianlian came to a conclusion that Bai Huang had read her novel!
Even though Bai Huang seems to have put the novel back to its original position, there is a few millimeters of error. Mu Qianlian found this at a glance.
The last thing she wanted to be seen by Bai Huang was seen
Standing up, mu Qianlian took the novel on the table in his hand, and then walked up the second floor alone.
"Xiao Lian, aren't you going to eat some?" Cried Mullin.
However, mu Qianlian seems to be very distracted at the moment. It's like he didn't hear his grandfather's cry and still goes straight upstairs.
"What is this girl thinking?" Mulin was puzzled.
"Sir, I didn't expect that your granddaughter still has the habit of writing novels. The novel I read this afternoon is the one she wrote." Bai Huang preached at dinner.
"Ah? What novel? When did my granddaughter write a novel? I don't know. " Mulin was stunned. He really didn't know it.
"So you don't even know..." Bai Huang was also a little confused.
He thought that old man Mu Lin should know. After all, the old man is mu Qianlian's grandfather. He shouldn't have been unaware of Mu Qianlian's novel writing.
In this way, if there is no wrong estimation, he is the first reader and the most loyal reader of Mu Qianlian. Now he really wants to see the second half.
"Cough, although I'm Xiao Lian's grandfather, that girl always works alone. I don't know a lot of things, but it doesn't matter. I'm just his grandfather." Mullin looked embarrassed.
Ah, at this moment, Mu Lin felt that his image gradually collapsed in Baihuang. He didn't know many things even Baihuang knew. It was too embarrassing.
After a while, mu Qianlian came down from the second floor. She had put her novel back in her room. She went upstairs just for this matter.
Sitting next to Baihuang, mu Qianlian picked up a dumpling.
However, when he picked up the first dumpling, mu Qianlian didn't give him something to eat, but handed it to Bai Huang.
Mu Qianlian looked into Bai Huang's eyes at the moment, which was undoubtedly saying, open your mouth!
I don't know why, Bai Huang always felt that mu Qianlian was suddenly hostile to himself, so that he suddenly thought of a line from Pan Jinlian.
Dalang, it's time to take medicine
If you want to return, Bai Huang certainly won't take it seriously. He opens his mouth and eats the dumplings in front of him.
Seeing that Bai Huang is willing to cooperate with himself, mu Qianlian eats dumplings. No one knows what her action means. It feels like Bai Huang is trying to poison.
"Well, granddaughter, give me one of the dumplings." Mulin stretched out the environmental bowl.
Pick up a dumpling and mu Qianlian bites it. The meaning is very simple. He just doesn't want to give it.
A burst of forced laughter, Mu Lin silently took back the environmental protection bowl. All right, treat it differently. He only gave it to Bai Huang, but he was stunned. He didn't give it to his grandfather.
good deed!
It's really a good thing!
Well, yes, if this trend continues, that's right. My granddaughter should turn her elbow out as much as possible. This is the most correct way forward.
As long as two young people can make sparks, even if he is isolated, it doesn't matter. Mu Lin still knows the truth of sacrificing his life for justice.
In a word, Mu Lin is not sad now, but still secretly happy in his heart, not to mention how happy he is.
"I'll go to my room and sort out some documents. You two eat slowly." With that, Mulin got up and left the hall, not to mention how straightforward he was.
"Don't the old man eat? There are still many." Bai Huang said.
"No, I've already eaten it outside. Just eat more." Mulin answered.
As soon as master Mu Lin left, mu Qianlian put down the dishes and chopsticks directly and stared at Bai Huang!
After opening the previous chapters, Bai Huang vaguely knows that the hero of this book is a Huang, who is extremely autistic. He is unwilling to talk to anyone because of his childhood experience.To put it bluntly, this is a completely autistic person. He has nothing to say at home, nothing to say at school, and nothing to say anywhere.In this way, when he was 18 years old and in his third year of senior high school, ah Huang met a beautiful girl. The girl was an extremely sunny person. She had to do whatever she wanted than anyone in the world. It seemed that she would never be sad.Because of an accident, ah Huang and the girl gradually became acquainted and gradually changed into friends.That girl never dislikes a Huang with autism. Instead, she is very keen to help enlighten, so that a Huang gradually becomes less autisticAt noon that day, Bai Huang had been lying on the sofa reading the novel written by mu Qianlian. Until now, he knew that mu Qianlian was an author and had hidden it deeply before.Looking at the time, this book mu Qianlian seems to have been written long ago, at least much earlier than when Baihuang appeared.The reason why the man in the novel is called a Huang is purely accidental and has no special meaning.He carefully tasted the plots of the novel. When Bai Huang recovered, it was more than 8 p.m. and he was so fascinated that he didn't do anything.Good looking, I have to say that the novels written by mu Qianlian are really good-looking, more powerful than any author Bai Huang has seen before.Bai Huang liked a writer named "half a cup of mango milkshake" before, but once compared with mu Qianlian, that half a cup of mango milkshake is just a vegetable chicken. His writing can't bear to look straight at it. It's too bad.Mu Qianlian's works are called true novels and divine works that can wash the soul.At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the villa. As soon as Bai Huang heard it, it was mu Qianlian and Mu Lin who came back.Put the novel back to its original position. Bai Huang has seen the end. The novel only writes the first half of the content, and the later has not been written. Only after waiting can we know the later story."Xiao Huang, we're back." Master Mulin came in from the outside happily.One side, mu Qianlian was carrying big bags and small bags of things in his hand. He didn't know what they were containing.Sit down properly. Bai Huang presses to open the water boiler. Master Mulin usually has the habit of drinking hot water at this time. He helps open it first.Later, Mu Lin and mu Qianlian sat on the sofa respectively. Mu Qianlian put many bags in front of Bai Huang."These are the dinners we bought on the way. There are bird's nest porridge. They taste very good. You shouldn't have had dinner yet?" Asked Mulin."No, I was reading today. I just remembered and forgot to eat." Bai Huang tells the truth."Oh? read a book? It's rare for you to have such leisure and elegance. " Mulin felt his long beard.However, when he learned that Bai Huang had been reading all day today, mu Qianlian looked a little.It suddenly occurred to her that she had forgotten one thing when she went out in the morning, that is, she didn't hide her novel.When her eyes fell on the novel on the table, mu Qianlian came to a conclusion that Bai Huang had read her novel!Even though Bai Huang seems to have put the novel back to its original position, there is a few millimeters of error. Mu Qianlian found this at a glance.The last thing she wanted to be seen by Bai Huang was seenStanding up, mu Qianlian took the novel on the table in his hand, and then walked up the second floor alone."Xiao Lian, aren't you going to eat some?" Cried Mullin.However, mu Qianlian seems to be very distracted at the moment. It's like he didn't hear his grandfather's cry and still goes straight upstairs."What is this girl thinking?" Mulin was puzzled."Sir, I didn't expect that your granddaughter still has the habit of writing novels. The novel I read this afternoon is the one she wrote." Bai Huang preached at dinner."Ah? What novel? When did my granddaughter write a novel? I don't know. " Mulin was stunned. He really didn't know it."So you don't even know..." Bai Huang was also a little confused.He thought that old man Mu Lin should know. After all, the old man is mu Qianlian's grandfather. He shouldn't have been unaware of Mu Qianlian's novel writing.In this way, if there is no wrong estimation, he is the first reader and the most loyal reader of Mu Qianlian. Now he really wants to see the second half."Cough, although I'm Xiao Lian's grandfather, that girl always works alone. I don't know a lot of things, but it doesn't matter. I'm just his grandfather." Mullin looked embarrassed.Ah, at this moment, Mu Lin felt that his image gradually collapsed in Baihuang. He didn't know many things even Baihuang knew. It was too embarrassing.After a while, mu Qianlian came down from the second floor. She had put her novel back in her room. She went upstairs just for this matter.Sitting next to Baihuang, mu Qianlian picked up a dumpling.However, when he picked up the first dumpling, mu Qianlian didn't give him something to eat, but handed it to Bai Huang.Mu Qianlian looked into Bai Huang's eyes at the moment, which was undoubtedly saying, open your mouth!I don't know why, Bai Huang always felt that mu Qianlian was suddenly hostile to himself, so that he suddenly thought of a line from Pan Jinlian.Dalang, it's time to take medicineIf you want to return, Bai Huang certainly won't take it seriously. He opens his mouth and eats the dumplings in front of him.Seeing that Bai Huang is willing to cooperate with himself, mu Qianlian eats dumplings. No one knows what her action means. It feels like Bai Huang is trying to poison."Well, granddaughter, give me one of the dumplings." Mulin stretched out the environmental bowl.Pick up a dumpling and mu Qianlian bites it. The meaning is very simple. He just doesn't want to give it.A burst of forced laughter, Mu Lin silently took back the environmental protection bowl. All right, treat it differently. He only gave it to Bai Huang, but he was stunned. He didn't give it to his grandfather.good deed!It's really a good thing!Well, yes, if this trend continues, that's right. My granddaughter should turn her elbow out as much as possible. This is the most correct way forward.As long as two young people can make sparks, even if he is isolated, it doesn't matter. Mu Lin still knows the truth of sacrificing his life for justice.In a word, Mu Lin is not sad now, but still secretly happy in his heart, not to mention how happy he is."I'll go to my room and sort out some documents. You two eat slowly." With that, Mulin got up and left the hall, not to mention how straightforward he was."Don't the old man eat? There are still many." Bai Huang said."No, I've already eaten it outside. Just eat more." Mulin answered.As soon as master Mu Lin left, mu Qianlian put down the dishes and chopsticks directly and stared at Bai Huang!
