Chapter 134 The feeling of peace of mind

Meng Zhe returned to his hotel alone when it was almost dark.

"Meng Jiji is a big fool. Sister Yingluo's food is delicious, isn't it?"

Jiang Xiyao, who found that Meng Zhe was back, looked at him from the TV and said this in a slightly jealous tone.

Jiang Wei was also there. Because there was heating in the room, the little girl was sitting on the sofa with a drawing board in her nightdress. She was so focused that Jiang Wei didn't even notice Meng Zhe's return.

"Well, it's very delicious, especially the chicken stewed with mushrooms..."

Unexpectedly, Meng Zhe nodded with a smile, and then answered like this.

"Humph!"

So, Jiang Xiyao stared at Meng Zhe, turned her head and continued to watch TV and ignored him. On TV, the replay of the second season of Fairy Sword is being broadcast. Although Yanjing TV and CCTV have not purchased the broadcasting rights of Fairy Sword, Hebei, which is next to Yanjing, is one of the TV stations that has purchased the TV broadcasting rights.

Although he was despised by his sister-in-law, Meng Zhe was still in a very good mood. He hummed a little song and walked to the sofa in a few steps, and then brazenly sat down beside Jiang Weiyu.

Taking advantage of the opportunity that his sister-in-law did not look back and watch TV, Meng Zhe secretly held Jiang Weiyu's little hand, making Jiang Weiyu have to stop painting.

Jiang Weiyu, who was secretly attacked and ate tofu, was first scared. After he found that it was Meng Zhe who held his little hand, he calmed down again. Fearing that he would be held by Meng Zhe, Jiang Wei, who was found by his sister, whispered, "Meng Zhe, let go..."

Will Meng Zhe let go?

Just kidding, this kind of thing is far away from his parents and parents-in-law, so it's a rare good time for the emperor to eat tofu and wood management. It's strange that Meng Zhe will let go - it's strange that there is also persistence.

As for the sister-in-law... don't worry, since she knew the truth of the goblin fight, she opened her eyes and closed her eyes as if she couldn't see the occasional small hand between Meng Zhe and her sister.

Of course, although he raised his hands and feet in favor of his sister-in-law's attitude, Meng Zhe has not understood what his sister-in-law was thinking so far.

In this way, Meng Zhe held Jiang Wei's little hand shamelessly and whispered to his future wife, who was blushing, and took the initiative to hand over what he had seen and heard at Guan Yuluo's grandmother's house.

Let's not talk about the conversation with the two old people. Then, when it was almost dinner time, the 'big master' surnamed Song, hurried to Vice Premier Zhu's side and whispered a few words. After listening to the whisper, Vice Premier Zhu apologized to Meng Zhe that there was a sudden emergency to deal with... But Vice Premier Zhu just left a little. Zhong, Guan Yingyang didn't know which corner came out of the corner, and very, very, coincidentally caught up with his grandmother's special order to the cook to make a rich dinner for Guan Yuluo and Meng Zhe.

In Meng Zhe's opinion, although Guan Yingyang was at odds with him, he was full of filial piety in front of his grandmother, at least he did not quarrel with him in front of his grandmother.

Of course, because Guan Yuluo only picked up vegetables for his grandmother and Meng Zhe, but did not pick up vegetables for his brother, Guan Yingyang, who did not quarrel with Meng Zhe, stared at Meng Zhe a lot - that look was comparable to that of a deep daughter-in-sentful woman.

Guan Yingyang's resentment Meng Zhe naturally turned a blind eye. After a comfortable meal, Meng Zhe politely said goodbye to Guan Yuluo's grandmother.

"Strange... Sister Yingluo, why did you take Meng Jiji to see his grandmother? Where are her parents?"

Meng Zhe just explained everything honestly and did not twist his head during the whole process. Jiang Xiyao's eyes had been falling on the TV, and suddenly inserted such a sentence.

Huh?

Meng Zhe blinked. To be honest, he really didn't think about this problem - because in Meng Zhe's subconscious, there seemed to be something wrong with Guan Yuluo's mother, so she recuperated in a Taoist temple, so it was normal not to appear?

However, just like the question raised by Jiang Xiyao, even if Guan Yuluo's mother is not here, where did her father go?

It's very strange... During the meal, not only did Guan Yuluo not mention this question, but Guan Yingyang's guy and their brother and sister's simple but elegant grandmother, also did not mention her son and daughter-in-law!

Meng Zhe didn't understand, but he turned to think that Guan Yuluo's father might be out of town, so he was relieved.

Meng Zhe, who was relieved, casually explained a few words to the curious baby's sister-in-law Jiang Xiyao. As for Guan Yuluo's mother, she may be ill, so Meng Zhe will definitely not say anything about recuperating in a Taoist temple.

At this time, the door that was closed was suddenly opened from the outside. Kong Lan pushed Kongzhang in the wheelchair and came in... "When did Xiaozhe come back? Have you had dinner yet?

Kong Lan, who found that Meng Zhe had come back, asked like this.

"I just came back for a while, and I've had a meal!"

Meng Zhe quickly answered and let go of Jiang Wei's little hand that he had been holding.

"Well... that's good." Kong Lan nodded, but then she pushed Kong Zhang's wheelchair to Jiang Xiyao and stopped, but she looked at Meng Zhe with 'have something to talk about'.

Huh?

What do you want to talk about? Can't these three little guys know?

Meng Zhe understood Kong Lan's eyes, although he was very confused about what Kong Lan wanted to talk to him about.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

With this doubt, Meng Zhe said so, and then got up and walked to the direction of the bathroom in the luxury room.

After Meng Zhe went there for a while, Kong Lan also got up and walked in the direction of the bathroom - the two big Loli and Kong Zhang of the Jiang family did not have any doubts, because there were two reading toilets in the bathroom.

When Kong Lan pushed open the door of the bathroom, he saw Meng Zhe waiting quietly.

"Sister Lan, what's the matter?"

Meng Zhe, who consciously guessed the right one, opened his mouth and asked.

"Xiao Zhe, do you know that this year's Spring Festival Gala has set up three parties in Yanjing, Shanghai and Xi'an?"

Kong Lan frowned slightly and said this sentence that Meng Zhe didn't expect at all.

"Do you know? What's going on with Sister Lan?

Of course, Meng Zhe knows about this. This is also a big gimmick of this year's Spring Festival Gala. Because he and Kong Lan are going to participate in the Spring Festival Gala, how can Meng Zhe not know?

"The general director of today's Spring Festival Gala suddenly came to me and said that the lyrics of "Fairy Sword Ask Love" are too focused on describing love, so I can't go to the Spring Festival Gala in Yanjing and change to the branch venue of the Spring Festival Gala in Xi'an!"

Speaking of this matter, Kong Lan is obviously in a bad mood. Who will be in a good mood for this kind of thing?

"The lyrics focus too much on describing feelings?" Meng Zhe's eyes widened in surprise: "Sun! What kind of bullshit excuse is this?! If they hadn't called to invite and vowed that the program would definitely be on the Spring Festival Gala and would never be in the rehearsal, why would we put down our work and go to the Spring Festival Gala? With this time, it's better for us to roll around at home than to suffer here, right?! No matter how bad it is, I will be about ten yuan a minute, and running to Yanjing will stick about ten yuan in a minute..."

Meng Zhe is not a three-year-old child. How could he not see that what the director said to Kong Lan was an excuse at all, so Meng Zhe continued angrily, "Sister Lan, let's go home and play with these calfs!"

Go to the branch venue of Birdhair!

A few days ago, the last makeup rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala was held in the main venue of Yanjing. "Xian Jian Wen Qing" sung by Kong Lan has clearly entered the final program list!

Now it's the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month. It's time to make such a decision. The blind can see that it's the intention to drive people away.

Meng Zhe is not a good gentleman, so there is a problem if you don't get angry... "Xiao Zhe, the problem is that I can go, but you can't go."

At this time, Kong Lan shook his head gently.

"Can't I go? What can't I go?"

Meng Zhe was stunned. He couldn't think of anything he couldn't leave, because the cartoon mouse painting he drew to celebrate the New Year had been pasted and handed in early. At that time, it would also be displayed by the host of the Spring Festival Gala... Therefore, from the perspective of freedom, Meng Zhe belongs to leave as long as he wants to leave.

"Yes, you can't go. Because the director said that you would personally show the cartoon mouse picture of the New Year to the people of the whole country.

Kong Lan said that she actually couldn't figure out why the people in the director's group of the Spring Festival Gala made such two strange decisions.

"Are they all in pain... Take off Sister Lan's program and let me go up to show the cartoon picture. What is this? Give a slap to a sweet date?"

Meng Zhe continued angrily that it doesn't matter if he can't go to the stage of the Spring Festival Gala. He just doesn't go to this messy foreword - since he is going to read Sister Lan's "Fairy Sword Asks for Love", don't do that kind of program to guarantee that will definitely be on the Spring Festival Gala?!

"Xiao Zhe, can't you understand it?"

At this time, Kong Lan gently pinched Meng Zhe's cheek and said softly.

"Can't you understand what?"

Meng Zhe, who was angry, let Kong Lan pinch his face, because this kind of intimate behavior could calm his mood slightly.

"Xiao Zhe, if I guess correctly, someone... wants to touch us." Probably because of Meng Zhe's resistance, Kong Lan simply spread out his palm to cover half of Meng Zhe's cheek, and then continued: "I found someone to inquire about it. It seems that someone has put pressure on the director team of the Spring Festival Gala, so my songs and your cartoon New Year comics would have been removed. But it is said that before the director of the Spring Festival Gala talked to me, it seemed that some high-level leaders called him..."

"Huh?"

Meng Zhe was stunned when he heard this. He couldn't understand what Kong Lan was talking about at all.

Since someone wants to move Kong Lan and him, they want to remove Kong Lan and his Spring Festival Gala... But will it eventually become like this? If a high-level leader calls the director of the Spring Festival Gala, shouldn't Sister Lan's program be retained? How could it be assigned to the branch venue in Xi'an? And not to mention staying in the main venue, do you have to go up and present the painting in person?

These things involve a heart-to-heart struggle. Meng Zhe, a strange uncle who is just thinking about simply drawing comics to abduct his wife, is strange to understand that.

"Oh, don't you understand, brother Xiaozhe?"

Kong Lan naturally saw Meng Zhe's doubts, so she said with a smile, and Meng Zhe naturally nodded repeatedly.

"It's very simple. The person who called the director of the Spring Festival Gala is just for you. I have nothing to do with my sister. Or, the high-level leader who calls can only keep you... Can you understand that?

Obviously, Kong Lan has basically guessed the stake in this matter.

"...I don't seem to understand."

Meng Zhe replied that he was in his thirties before he was rebirth. Although he spent most of his time at home drawing cartoons and so on, he still knew something about social interpersonal relationships after all - personal experience is on the one hand, and looking at those small stories involving officialdom on the other.

In Meng Zhe's mind, the meaning of Sister Lan's words is probably the caller. She doesn't know her and only knows Meng Zhe, so what Kong Lan will do with the caller, but if Meng Zhe is also kicked out of the Spring Festival Gala, he will touch the bottom line of the caller.

In other words, the network formed by Kong Lan could not keep her qualification to stay on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, but a high-level leader that Meng Zhe didn't know made a simple phone call, which made Meng Zhe, who was only planning to be a guest of the Spring Festival Gala, not only not be kicked out of the venue, but also would also be allowed to appear in the Spring Festival. The qualification of cartoon painting on the evening stage... When he thought of this, Meng Zhe began to have a headache. Sure enough, the officialdom is not ordinary people. Those who can get to the highest level are all two people with eighteen bends in their stomachs!

But one thing is certain, that is, Meng Zhe and Kong Lan seem to have become a battlefield for some high-level leaders to fight against each other.

People who have read martial arts novels will probably know that sometimes the masters will input their inner strength into the body of a soy sauce supporting role, and then take the body of this poor 'soy sauce supporting role bento character' as a lower ring.

The current situation is exactly like this. The only difference is that he and Kong Lan are used as a ring. It seems that there are three forces - Kong Lan's network of relationships, a high-level person who hugged Meng Zhe, and unknown people who tried to move him and Kong Lan.

"What the hell! Who did we provoke?!"

Meng Zhe has a problem with this kind of thing. He asked himself that he was just a low-key man who earned a little money to support his family by relying on the reborn man's golden finger, who will not be struck by lightning!

"Oh, the ancients said that Mu Xiu would be destroyed by the forest wind, which probably refers to this kind of thing now. Xiao Zhe, don't you understand? It's mediocre not to be jealous..."

Although the actual age is actually younger than Meng Zhe, Kong Lan's performance is much calmer and more stable than Meng Zhe, an otaku in his previous life.

"Is it mediocre not to be jealous?"

Meng Zhe was stunned, because these words made him involuntarily think that when he talked to Vice Premier Zhu in the afternoon, Vice Premier Zhu also seemed to say this to him.

What did Vice Premier Zhu say at that time?

Well, I remembered it. He said, "Well, this is a exploration of the way out for our domestic animation in China. Do it well, kid. Don't be afraid that someone will say anything to you, because... it's mediocre not to be jealous."

Don't be afraid that someone will say something to you?

Say three, four?

Is it true that... In fact, when talking to himself, Vice Premier Zhu will have something to happen, that's why he encouraged me with such words?

Meng Zhe's heart suddenly felt excited. No matter how low his political wisdom is at this time, he can also ask some questions - the so-called fool has a thousand worries, right?

So, Meng Zhe hurriedly told Kong Lan about his conversation with Vice Premier Zhu.

"Xiao Zhe, do you mean that Vice Premier Zhu asked about the production of cartoons before he said these words?"

After listening to Meng Zhe's words, Kong Lan asked thoughtfully.

"Well, that's it!"

Meng Zhe nodded and replied, isn't that the truth?

After getting Meng Zhe's affirmative answer, Kong Lan frowned slightly and frowned completely. After taking a deep breath, she said, "Xiao Zhe, I'm afraid we're in big trouble. Someone wants to talk about the cartoons we made..."

Although he was born in Taiwan and grew up overseas, he has only worked hard for two or three years in China. Kong Lan has far more political wisdom than Meng Zhe, a reborn otaku.

"What?!"

Meng Zhe was shocked, because he really never dreamed of this kind of thing! In the past, when "Anime Boy" was just created, although there was a crisis that was regarded as a bad publication by parents, it was completely from the grassroots class, so I used the big killer of public opinion to easily overcome the difficulties and avoid danger.

But in the current situation, it is obvious that there are upper-class people who want to move themselves! In the era of peace, how powerful will this kind of power and power that can compete with senior leaders, suppress Kong Lan and even the whole Kong family's inland woven network have... powerful will be?!

But after being shocked, Meng Zhe's mood immediately turned into anger - my father! Although the purpose of the animation I made is just to make money to support my future wife, in terms of production, it is to bet on everything and make the best cartoon with the best effort?! Moreover, I have done it many times in terms of content. I have modified all the content that may lead to 'harmony' or spring and autumn strokes. In order not to happen this kind of thing, how can anyone want to come to me now?!

What the hell! Damn it!! What the hell!!!

If I have to force you, I will also do "Big Head Son and Small Head Dad", and then wait until the rapid development of online video technology, the children with a little selective ability will go to the Internet to watch Japanese animation and even American comics. Are you guys comfortable?!

Meng Zhe didn't understand. Although he really included the selfishness of making profits to support his family when he was doing these comics and animations, he really was really working on supporting local comics and animations. He really wanted to see that he didn't need to rely on the rebirth. Golden finger paste and copy, you can also read many excellent domestic comics and animations that you can't read!

Is it wrong to even think like this?

You can't be selfless, but you can't try to take care of both public and private, right?

Meng Zhe, who was angry, clenched his fist and hit the side of the mirror with a bang.

And Meng Zhe's angry action shocked Kong Lan. She pulled back Meng Zhe's hand anxiously, and then turned her palm to see the back of Meng Zhe's hand that smashed the wall. Because of the excessive force, Meng Zhe's finger joints against the wall have been damaged in several places, and the red blood had oozed out when Kong Lan looked at it.

"Xiao Zhe, what are you doing! Even if you are angry, don't do such a thing to hurt yourself!"

Looking at the wound on Meng Zhe's finger joint, Kong Lan said with great heartache. She wanted to hold Meng Zhe's wound with her hand to stop the bleeding, but she was afraid that there was bacteria on her hand that caused Meng Zhe's wound to be infected again, so she moved her fingers on the back of Meng Zhe's hand but moved away.

"Sister Lan is fine. I just heard you say that someone wanted to attack our cartoon. When I was angry, I couldn't control myself. It's just a little skin..."

However, before Meng Zhe finished speaking, Kong Lan had already made an action that made him stop talking - Kong Lan suddenly reversed his helpless palm, and then gently put Meng Zhe's tattered finger into his mouth.

First the index finger, then the middle finger, and then the ring finger... When holding Meng Zhe's every finger, Kong Lan will use her warm tongue to lick Meng Zhe's wounds and lick it twice with extremely gentle movements.

While doing these actions, Kong Lan looked at Meng Zhe's eyes, which were so gentle... Meng Zhe wanted to pull his hand back, but somehow his body went against his heart. Instead, he completely stretched out his fingers to 'enjoy' Kong Lan's healing action.

"When I was a child, when my finger was broken, my mother also helped me do this. She said that saliva has a very good bactericidal effect."

Kong Lan, who finally completed all the healing movements, looked at the injured fingers that Meng Zhe did not have much blood oozed from compared with just now. It's just that in his heart, Kong Lan is also secretly blaming himself - what's wrong with me? Obviously, he should take Xiao Zhe out to find alcohol, Band-Aid and Yunnan Baiyao. How could he suddenly do such a thing?

Just before Kong Lan secretly blamed himself, Meng Zhe, who was almost as tall as her, suddenly opened his arms and hugged her.

"Sister Lan, you are so kind!"

Meng Zhe, who hugged Kong Lan tightly, was full of emotion - whether before rebirth or now, he has always been an only child. This time, he really felt the meaning of the word 'sister'.

Kong Lan, who was hugged by Meng Zhe, was stiff at first, but then she slowly relaxed again. She pulled out her arms and put them on Meng Zhe's shoulder. She didn't say anything but patted Meng Zhe's back twice.

The secret self-reproach just now has all been forgotten by Kong Lan. At this moment, she just feels full of heart - Xiao Zhe, a younger brother, is really a careless child. Obviously, she is so childish when she is such an adult.

"Sister Lan, I'm going to tell the director of the Spring Festival Gala tomorrow that if he dares to cancel your program, then I will refuse to present the cartoon mouse New Year's painting on the stage!"

And Meng Zhe, who had completely calmed down, put his mouth close to Kong Lan's delicate earlobe while sniffing Kong Lan's faint fragrance.

Although his ears were a little itchy by Meng Zhe's heat when he spoke, after hearing what Meng Zhe said, Kong Lan hurriedly turned his head and said, "Xiao Zhe, you absolutely can't do this. There is no benefit in doing this! It will only make people feel that you are playing with a child's temper..."

"Do you have a child's temper?" Behind what Kong Lan couldn't see, Meng Zhe showed a firm look. He almost continued to say word by word, "Sister Lan, don't talk about it. I've already decided this matter! I'm still a child, so I play a child's temper once in a while. What's wrong with it? If you can let those guys who use us as a fighting arena, I, a child, will never sit idly by and watch Sister Lan that you are bullied. Whoever dares to bully Sister Lan, I will dare to fight with anyone! Oh... It's a big deal. I don't draw comics in China anymore! Go to Taiwan, Hong Kong, and Japan. Relying on the things in my head that have been in my head for more than 20 years in this era, where can't I eat?! Humph... I'm Sister Lan, your sister! So don't let me know who I am. I want you behind the scenes! Sooner or later, they will regret their intestines!"

Somehow, when she heard Meng Zhe's words in her ear, she was playing with a child's temper, Kong Lan suddenly felt warm and warm in her heart... Her nose was sore, and her eyes were covered with a thin layer of water mist.

"Xiao Zhe, when you grow up, you will protect your sister."

He suppressed his tears of joy, but he closed his arms and held Meng Zhe tightly in his arms. After all, he couldn't help saying these happy words gently in Meng Zhe's ear.

Oh--, sister, I'm really right. Xiao Zhe is indeed a child who values affection and knows how to love people.

It's very reassuring. This feeling is really reassuring!

If...no, it's impossible.

(to be continued)