Chapter 7 Chapter Six: Murong Fu

"Hi, I'm Wang Yuyan." "I called you yesterday, and you turned off your phone at night." "I..." Wang Yuyan stammered, "I went to the concert with a classmate." "Oh, what's the matter?" "I want to ask you if you have any big things to wash. I'll take them home on weekends." "No need, the laundry coins downstairs are only three yuan each. Is there anything else?" "Oh...no more, if you need something, you can call me, I keep turning on the phone." "understood." The phone was cut off, Wang Yuyan put down the phone a little tiredly, and leaned against the railing on the rooftop of the Three Teachings.She spent a lot of effort to find a reason to call, but it was just a few simple sentences, and she didn't even ask who she went to the concert with.

The person Wang Yuyan likes is Murong Fu, and Murong Fu was born to fly into the sky. But unfortunately, he was born in a dirt pit... According to bloodline, Murong Fu is Wang Yuyan's distant cousin.My mother died of dystocia when giving birth to him, and my father, Murong Bo, could never marry a wife again. Murong Bo is an administrator of the Suzhou Library. When the year-end bonus is issued, the salary slip can barely break through three digits.His family lives in Sanhezhuang in the suburbs.Shenhezhuang is called Yanziwu. According to Murong Bo himself, it is adjacent to Taihu Lake, and the water is fragrant and misty. It has the charm of Tao Zhugong’s boating on the five lakes. Worry and so on.

Mrs. Wang was so excited by Murong Bo that she wanted to take her daughter to appreciate the legacy of the Five Lakes. She even bought a plane ticket, so she called Murong Bo and asked how long it would take for you to go there by car.Murong Bo said that our place is very easy to get around. You take the suburban bus No. 314 and sit at the end, and then buy a long-distance ticket for 1 yuan to sit at Jiuli Temple. To the lake, you can get there in 20 minutes by iron boat. By the way, remember to bring rubber shoes. If it rains, the road will be a little muddy... Mrs. Wang suppressed her surprise and said, isn't your place a rural area?Mr. Murong Bo was very wronged, he thought this is a rural area?At most, it is a suburb of Suzhou, and his own household registration has been converted to non-agricultural for a long time.

The final result was that Mrs. Wang refunded the plane ticket and took Wang Yuyan to Tibet to worship lamas, so Wang Yuyan also lost the opportunity to see Murong Fu playing with mud. Old Murong is quite proud of his life.Murong's family is a poor and lower-middle peasant with red seedlings. Old Murong should have been a mud leg in the first place.However, old Murong liked to read since he was a child, and he had a good mind and a good memory. Murong Bo knew everything from weaving baskets, making gizzards, butchering pigs, rolling noodles and pickling pickles.The villagers always thought he was a talent.Later, old Murong went to the army to work as a literature and art propagandist. When he was demobilized, the company commander helped him find a chance to convert from a farmer to a non-farmer, and sent him to the library to work as an administrator.As a result, among the seven or eight generations of the eldest son's lineage in the Murong family's family tree, one person finally went to the city to eat the imperial food.

Murong Bo is very satisfied with his life, he spends his whole day either borrowing rare books to go home to practice calligraphy, or writing scores with others in the office.When I am in high spirits, I will happily recall the history of the Murong family. I don’t know which rare book I got it from, but it is actually related to the Xianbei Emperor. Old Murong was overjoyed, he told whoever he saw, our family is also the son of the emperor.He even made a report, hoping that the organization will implement the policy and return to him the former Forbidden City of the Great Yan Kingdom. It was confiscated by the government during the revolution in the Great Song Dynasty, and it is now the office of a district committee. .

Murong Fu grew up in such a family. He inherited his father's clever mind, but he did not inherit his father's optimism.Murong Fu's misfortune is that he is too smart... Once Murong Fu and Bao Budong were drinking, and when they were about the same, Murong Fu said that in fact, it would be fine if I was born a fool.At that time, the average of Murong Fu's professional courses was 90, and Bao Tong's average was 70.When Bao BuTong heard this, he immediately ran to the wall and squatted down, saying that no one would care about me and let me cry to my heart's content. Your own brain is easy to use and you beat us stupid like this. Do you have any humanity?

But when Murong Fu said that, he was actually very serious. When he was a child, Murong Fu watched his father brag about the Xianbei emperor's bullshit with others, never spoke, and was as quiet as a stone.Old Murong's colleagues sometimes wonder about this silent child, asking if your child doesn't like to talk, and some people think that Murong Fu's eyes are very dark and deep, and his eyes always wander far away, so they ask your child Are your eyes a little nearsighted?Old Murong patted Murong Fu's head and said no, he was fine at home. In fact, the reason why Murong Fu didn't speak was because he could see other people's ridicule.Murong Fuyuan knew better than Murong Bo himself what kind of mood the idlers in the office felt when they heard him talk about the myth of Emperor Dayan's genealogy. The reason why he didn't look at those people was because he couldn't get angry in public.

Murong Bo is happy because he feels that compared to his bare-bottomed friends when he was young, he has already lived a good life as a city dweller.And Murong Fu is unhappy because he belongs to the city, and he can see that the city doesn't really accept his father.Occasionally, he would clearly narrate to Wang Yuyan that on a certain day in a certain year, the house that should have been assigned to his father by the library was taken away, so the helpless old Murong had no choice but to go to Sanhezhuang to buy a house by himself; , The library wanted to admit a new college student, but the curator instructed the old Murong, who had no diploma, to move to the basement to give up his seat to the newcomer; There is a problem in the school district, although the grades are fine, but no matter how old Murong runs, he is still rejected by Suzhou No. 1 Middle School.

Murong Fu is by no means a young and sunny boy, but according to Bao Tong's words - "It's very cool to initiate ruthlessness".Now everything is cool, everyone sees it, under the hazy sky, amidst the melancholy Sicilian music, a burst of gunfire knocks down the enemy, that is a real man.So Wang Yuyan was definitely not the only one who bowed down to Murong Fu's shorts, Bao BuTong said with emotion that if I were half as cool as the boss, I wouldn't need to chill my beer in summer. Murong Fu passed all the tests on the single-plank bridge of the college entrance examination, and finally entered a prestigious university.If the news came to the attention of the Xing Department of the Great Song Dynasty, they should throw a banquet to celebrate.Because someone like Murong Fu, if he doesn't set foot on the glorious path to become a leader, he will definitely go up the mountain and become a bandit. Anyway, he will definitely find a way to prove his existence value.

Before leaving Suzhou, Old Murong ordered food in a restaurant, opened old wine and celebrated with his son.For the first time in his life, old Murong relaxed the ban on drinking, and Murong Fu was also the first time in his life to get drunk.The drunk Murong Fu's eyes were very red, and he patted his father on the shoulder vigorously and said, old man, I will move abroad when I earn enough money, and I won't let you go to the library to be angry with those grandchildren.Old Murong was at a loss, why did he get angry?Murong Fu was very helpless. So although Qiao Feng disliked Murong Fu very much, Murong Fu was not a bad guy.He doesn't love fraternity, but at least he loves his Puff Daddy.

Rice in Bianliang is expensive, and living in it is not easy. Old Murong Qian urged Wan Wan to go to see your Aunt Wang first when it comes to Bianliang, Aunt Wang is rich and will definitely help you.Don't offend others, you will have more time to ask for help in Bianliang in the future. So Murong Fu carried a net bag of local products, and searched for a long time before he found the house number of Wang Yuyan's house in the "Qinyun Yazhu" villa area.It took a lot of trouble for him to enter the door. The doorman, whose uniform was more straight than the police, looked him up and down and said, oh, a new one for the water pipe?Have you brought your tools?What are you doing with a bag of shiitake mushrooms? At that time, Murong Fu was quite rustic, his hair was messy, and it seemed that he hadn't washed or combed it for a long time. He was wearing a cheap-looking polyester shirt and a pair of broken sneakers. He had been wearing these shoes for two years. basketball. Murong Fu rang the doorbell of Wang Yuyan's house, and the door opened automatically with a bang, and he stepped in.At dusk, the furnishings of my aunt's house had a dark and classical flavor, and Murong Fu's shoes left mud marks on the shiny log floor. Read a book in the spacious living room. Wang Yuyan panicked at first. She thought it was Mrs. Wang who came back from get off work, so she opened the door remotely.But she quickly calmed down, because Murong Fu seemed more panicked than she was. "Are you looking for my mother?" The two parties reported to each other, and Wang Yuyan asked Murong Fu to sit down. "I'll take off my shoes," Murong Fu said. Wang Yuyan said no need, I just cleaned it up.She felt that it was not very polite to ask Murong Fu to take off his shoes, as there were no male guests and no male slippers at home.Then Wang Yuyan brought Murong Fu a glass of water and talked to this cousin whom she had never met. Mrs. Wang's first thought when she stepped into the house was to pounce on the phone and call 110, yelling at the other end, "Come on, come on, there are robbers in our house!" It took quite a lot of trouble for Wang Yuyan to explain clearly to my mother that this is Murong Fu, my cousin from Canhe Village in Suzhou, and he came to visit you at our house.Mrs. Wang's eyes were full of vigilance, she grabbed the phone and carefully sat down on the sofa, it took a long time before she said the first sentence, "Is your father Murong Bo who lives in the country?" If this sentence was asked on the old Linghu's head, Linghu Chong would definitely pat his chest and say nonsense, saying that our family is earthy, which country is it?Purely a poor ravine!In the past two years, I have had enough to eat and thanks to the government's food relief. But in Murong Fu's heart, there was a thud.Just for a moment, Wang Yuyan's eyes suddenly sharpened when she saw this cousin. Murong Fu's restraint made Mrs. Wang free and easy.Mrs. Wang has no interest in this kind of distant relatives, collectively referred to as "from my hometown".But now that someone came to ask for it, Mrs. Wang felt that she should take the blame from her elders. Who said that she was considered a successful person in Bianliang? So Mrs. Wang put on airs and didn't ask Murong to sit down, saying that it was not easy for you to study from Canhezhuang to Bianda University, don't just go for fun when you enter a big city, young people still have to study hard to be promising in the future, don't be old It's running away from relatives. In Bianliang, everyone has to rely on themselves.Then Mrs. Wang randomly sealed a thousand dollars to give to this fellow, and then sent him away. Mrs. Wang didn't notice that Murong Fu's gaze was getting sharper and sharper, and the masticatory muscle on the side of the jaw gradually hardened. Wang Yuyan felt her heart move while watching, this was the first time she saw such ferocity. boys. "Wow, why is the floor so dirty?" Mrs. Wang suddenly became fussy.She is a bit of a clean freak and hates oil and dust the most. "What are you doing at home?" In order not to get angry with Murong again, Mrs. Wang could only vent her anger on her daughter, "Don't you know to ask him to change his shoes? The floor is dirty and hard to clean, doesn't he know that you don't know? Every month It costs more than 500 yuan to wash the floor! They are all boards imported from Thailand, and I have no place to change them!" Wang Yuyan was always afraid that her mother would get angry, and she would back away if she shrank her shoulders. "She asked me to change it." Murong Fu suddenly went up and stretched out his arms to stop Mrs. Wang, "I didn't change it myself, I'll clean it up!" It was summer at that time, and Murong Fu's short sleeves could not cover his veined arms.His arms were not thick, but lying there motionless was enough to frighten Mrs. Wang.Mrs. Wang is very majestic in the company, directing a group of subordinates in suits and leather shoes around, but when she sees a cockroach at home, she can jump on the roof.And Murong Fu is obviously not the kind of docile animal commonly seen among Mrs. Wang's subordinates. This old cousin from the countryside is a purely wild species, like an arrogant cockroach with its tentacles raised high. The two confronted each other for a few seconds. Wang Yuyan stood behind Murong Fu.This cousin is not tall, but his shoulders are still like a thick wall.Wang Yuyan's heart beat a little faster.In Wang Yuyan's memory, Murong Fu was the first boy who dared to confront his mother. This strange cousin was tall and silent, and there was a twisting force in his standing posture that could not be stretched. "No need, no need." Since she couldn't get angry, Mrs. Wang could only back down, "Do you know how to clean it? I'll find a professional to do it." Murong Fu didn't say much, turned around and gestured to Wang Yuyan to sit down.At that moment, there was a gap in the long hair hanging down in front of Murong Fu's forehead, and Wang Yuyan saw his eyes at the moment of a glimpse.Her heart suddenly turned cold, and then became hot again. The sharp eyes contained a little bit of evil that was hard to detect. "Sit down," Murong Fu noticed Wang Yuyan was staring at her, and suddenly realized his gaffe, so he pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly. It was this smile that really defeated Wang Yuyan.When Murong Fu was eighteen years old, he was actually still a big kid. He didn't have the strength to compete with Mrs. Wang. He just tensed up all the muscles in his body to pretend to be an angry hedgehog for his own dignity.But towards this cousin, Murong Fu didn't have any bad feelings, and he didn't want to scare him.So he smiled, and as he laughed, the angry hedgehog flashed his well-protected, soft belly in a friendly light. The fatal thing is the fleeting warmth. "Sit down and have dinner," Mrs. Wang wanted to ease the atmosphere. Murong Fu glanced at Mrs. Wang silently, moved his lips slightly and said, "I won't sit down, I'm here to deliver the mushrooms, after watching aunt, I'll report for duty." "It's so far from Bianda, how did you get there?" Mrs. Wang held back her anger, and Murong Fu's cold and unruly tone choked her. "Go out and see if you can take the bus. I have a map." "The bus station is twenty minutes away from here, and it may not be there at night now." Mrs. Wang thought that this little thing was as stubborn as his father, "I'll ask the company's driver to take you there." "No need," Murong Fu said, "I'm motion sick." Murong Fu just picked up his luggage and left by himself.When the door closed behind him, Murong Fu thought he would never walk through this door again.Facts have proved that Murong Fu is a man of his word. A year later, Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu were chatting in the corridor of Bian Da Sanjiao. Wang Yuyan asked Murong Fu if he found the bus after that day.Murong Fu puffed on the window of the Three Teachings and said no, I knew there was no car at that time, and I walked all the way to Bianda. At that time, Murong Fu didn't even look back at Wang Yuyan, but the twisted and unstretchable posture of the back lying on the window sill made Wang Yuyan feel the strength of this proud basketball player again.A gust of night wind made her suddenly bewildered, and she felt that applying for Bianda University for this person was no longer a fantasy, but a kind of happiness.