C285 A fictitious love letter

In the early morning of the weekend, the rustling sunlight shined down onto the bungalows on the west side of Linhai City.

Creak. Following the sound of the wooden door, a middle-aged woman wearing ordinary clothes walked out of her house.

The middle-aged woman held a bamboo basket in her hand. Her hair was tied up and she had a kind expression on her face. Her slightly fattened face still showed that she was a great beauty when she was young.

"Mom, do you want to go shopping? I'll go with you!"

Just as the middle-aged woman stepped out of the door, a beautiful figure poked her head out from the house. Who else could this charming girl be other than Ling Long, who was she at the age of eighteen or nineteen?

Turning around, she looked dotingly at her daughter, the middle-aged woman said: "Ling Long, I will go myself, please accompany your father more at home. His legs are inconvenient, he needs someone to take care of him!"

Ling Long muttered: "Oh, alright then! Then come back early! "

"Mm, I know!" The middle-aged woman nodded, took two steps forward, and turned around to ask: "Oh right, my daughter, what do you want to eat today? Mom will buy it for you! "

Ling Long rolled her eyes, and giggled: "I want to eat soup, mother's soup is the most delicious!"

"Alright, Mom will buy it for you. But you have to be good at home and take care of your father, okay? "

"En, I understand!" Ling Long said, sticking out her tongue, looking very mischievous.

Looking at her daughter's cute appearance, the middle-aged woman sighed and said, "This little girl, I really can't do anything about her!"

Even though she said this, the middle-aged woman's face was brimming with a complacent expression. After all, raising a daughter was not only beautiful, but also ranked among the best in terms of grades. It was definitely something that would make people proud.

Ling Long did not spend the weekend at school.

On one hand, it was close to summer, and it had been a long time since Ling Long had returned home. This time, she had come to visit her parents, and after that, in the next half a month, Ling Long was not planning to return home.

The next time he came home, it would be summer vacation.

On the other hand, Ling Long came home this time because she hoped to properly observe the injuries on his father's leg. After all, Ling Long had already formed a strategic alliance with the little girl Xue Ningshuang. Through Xue Ningshuang's relationship, it was very easy for Ling Long to invite the genius doctor Xue Qingming to his home to treat his father. Therefore, Ling Long came back this time to seek the views of her parents on this matter.

After the old mansion in West Mountain Lane was demolished, although Ling Long's family received compensation of five million, because they had to treat Ling Long's father's illness, Ling Long's parents were not in a rush to buy a house. Instead, they rented a relatively small house in the west side of the city.

The bungalow that Ling Long's family had rented was only fifty to sixty square meters. Compared to those high-end residential areas, this one was inferior, but compared to her gloomy and wet old residence, the condition was much better.

Carrying a bamboo basket, Ling Long's mother walked on the road in the small hut that was covered in dust.

Ling Long's family had stayed here for a few weeks already, and because Ling Long's mother was a very passionate person, the older families in the bungalows gradually became more familiar with her.

Seeing Ling Long's mother carrying a bamboo basket with a hurried expression, the few aunties standing by the side of the road immediately started to laugh.

"Cui Feng, are you going to buy vegetables?"

"Alas, our family's precious daughter has returned. It must have been hard work at school, so I bought some delicious food to nourish my child!"

"Haha, that's how it should be, what it should be!"

"Cui Feng, I really envy you, you actually gave birth to such a beautiful daughter!"

After casually gossiping for a bit, Ling Long's mother, Miao Cuifeng, did not linger and hurriedly rushed over to the nearby market.

However, the moment Miao Cuifeng left, those aunties started gossiping, their words carrying a very serious disdain and contempt.

"Hey hey hey, do you know about Cui Feng's daughter who went to the first high school of Linhai?"

"I know, how come I don't know anymore?" I heard that you are handsome and your grades are good. You can always enter the top ten! The future will definitely be limitless! "

"Forget it, just listen to Cui Feng's nonsense. Let me tell you this, that girl is handsome, but she is not someone who lives a peaceful life. "Well, a few days ago, I went to get a room with a guy."

"Aunt Liu, you cannot speak nonsense. Cui Feng's daughter is only seventeen or eighteen years old, how could she do such a thing? "

"How am I spouting nonsense? Let me tell you this, the love letters of the students have already been posted on the lampposts at the entrance of our alleyway. It's called writing to the bone!" He really didn't know what was going on in his high school mind. "Sigh, my parents spent a lot of money for them to go to school, but they actually didn't do anything serious in school!"

"Oh, there's still something like this. No way, Aunt Liu, where's that love letter? I have to go take a look too!"

"It's on the lamppost at the entrance of our alley!"

As the Third Aunt and Sixth Aunt were chattering away, a group of busybodies surrounded the lamppost at the west side of the street.

"My dear Ling Long, ever since I went out of the ninety-nine chain hotel with you last time, I have been unable to forget your soft bosom, your flat stomach, and that lively body of yours. I realized that I could no longer control my own thoughts, and I have completely fallen in love with you. How I look forward to being able to renew your destiny and travel to Wu Mountain together with you. The Ye Qian who always misses you! "

"Sh * t! Whose child is this? Not learning well at such a young age, what love letter are you writing, and you're even writing in such a numb manner!"

"Who knows? Yesterday, when the news saw that even primary school students could write love letters, it wasn't anything special!"

Hehe, Ling Long, isn't she the little girl from Cui Feng's family that was recently moved in? It's fortunate that Cui Feng kept on bragging about how outstanding her little girl was.

"Sigh, the world has truly gone downhill. The human heart is not the same as it was in the past!"

The disturbance around the lamppost was coincidentally seen by Miao Cuifeng, who was just passing by to buy food. Originally, Miao Cuifeng thought that the whole community had sent a notice to everyone to come and watch, but she never thought that such an ugly thing would happen in her own home.

All this while, Miao Cuifeng had always been proud of her own daughter.

Standing at the edges of the crowd, listening to the discussion of the people with ill intentions, the bamboo basket that Miao Cuifeng was using to buy vegetables in her hands landed on the ground with a thud.

At this time, some of the sharp-eyed neighbors noticed Miao Cuifeng and some of them quickly left. Some pretended to be good people to go up and comfort Miao Cuifeng: "Cui Feng, you're here too, don't be angry, this might just be a prank!"

However, even more people looked at Miao Cuifeng as if they were watching a joke, discussing softly while pointing at him.

At that moment, Miao Cuifeng felt that her view of the world had completely collapsed, she could not listen to anyone's words. His eyes were empty, and just like that, she pushed her way through the crowd and walked to the side of the light pillar. Looking at the gigantic love letter stuck to the light pillar, the bright red notes on it stung Miao Cuifeng's eyes ruthlessly.

Ignoring the strange gazes of the neighbors, Miao Cuifeng tore off the love letter that was filled with bare fruits and walked back to her house without even looking back.

"Sigh, looks like Cui Feng is going crazy this time!"

"Hehe, it's the same for anyone!"

Some of them did not mind the big show and said gloatingly, "Hur hur, there's going to be a good show to watch now!"

From the mouth of the alley to home, it had only been a few minutes, but it felt like several centuries to Miao Cuifeng.

Miao Cuifeng could not bear the fact that her daughter, whom she should have been proud of, had turned into such a pathetic girl. Although she could no longer hear any sounds of discussion from her neighbors along the way, Miao Cuifeng felt that the world was filled with deep malice.

Miao Cuifeng already did not know how she got home.

After hearing the heavy door slam, Ling Long finally got up from her own small hut. Walking into the living room, looking at his mother's stupefied and furious expression, Ling Long said in astonishment: "Mom, didn't you go to buy vegetables? Why are you back so quickly? "

"Buy vegetables?" Miao Cuifeng let out a bitter laugh, and then, with a few steps, he walked in front of Ling Long.

A wave of pain hit Ling Long and she was practically dumbfounded, as she looked at her own mother in disbelief.

Ling Long had been very sensible since she was young. Ever since she could remember, her mother had never hit her. After receiving such a slap for no reason, Ling Long felt wronged and began to cry, "Mom, what's wrong with you? "I, I …"

Miao Cuifeng angrily threw his love letter from the light pillar at the entrance of the alleyway in front of Ling Long, "What's wrong with me, why don't you take a good look at it yourself!"

Ling Long was stunned, she picked up the large word newspaper, and looked at the bright red words written on it, the words that revealed her identity, Ling Long's body trembled, especially when she saw that the name written on the newspaper was actually Ye Qian, Ling Long's face was filled with disbelief.

At that moment, in the small hut, Ling Long was crying. Just for the sake of this fictitious, unfathomable love letter.

Miao Cuifeng took a deep breath, and asked her daughter: "Tell me, is what is written here true? And who exactly is this Ye Qian? "

"Mom, how can you believe this rumor that you don't know where it came from? "I … I am your daughter. Don't you know about my character? How could I, how would I do such a thing?"

Ling Long tried her best to defend herself, but she did not bring up the name Ye Qian at all. After all, she still felt somewhat guilty when she spoke of Ye Qian's name. Furthermore, Ling Long was even more worried that she would become even more unlucky, and cause Ye Qian to leave a bad impression in his mother's heart.