At ten o'clock in the evening, Wen Muqing heard Cen Shucheng come out of the study, and after walking back to the bedroom after bathing, he quietly climbed out of the quilt.

[Daddy, what are you going to do?

] Wen Muqing ate a piece of chocolate,

[Hurry up.]

[Won't you go to Dad's today

?] Wen Muqing turned on the nightlight at the bedside and sat on the bed

, [How can you go every day, do you understand how to boil frogs in warm water?]

Uncle Cen was scared by fainting, and he would definitely not be able to cross his father's hurdle even more, and the storm would no longer work.

This is not a secret confession today, Uncle Cen gave him a roundabout liking for his elders, and repeatedly reminded him that he could be his godfather.

Wen Muqing crackled on the computer and sighed, it is a long way to chase her husband, come a little bit.

In the past few days, Wen Muqing has been obedient and has not made many moves, which makes Cen Shucheng breathe a sigh of relief, seeing that school is about to start, Cen Shucheng took Wen Muqing to eat outside.

"Congratulations to us, Mu Qing will be college students in the future.

Wen Muqing replaced the wine with a drink

, "Thank you, Uncle Cen."

Worried that the teenager would be sad if he didn't have his parents to send him tomorrow, Cen Shucheng said,

"I'll send you over tomorrow."

Wen Muqing smiled,

"Then it's troublesome Uncle Cen." "

One night, the younger generation is obedient, the elder is steady, but I feel a lot more estranged.

In the opening season of Nancheng University of Technology, the cars at the gate were lined up, and the seniors who received the new students wore volunteer uniforms, smiling and guiding and pointing out the way.

"Hello, please show your student ID. "

When a vehicle enters the school, you need to show your student ID, Wen Mu cleaned it and passed.

"Uncle Cen, the school is so big. "

It's not Wen Muqing's exaggeration, the school has everything, basketball courts, gymnasiums, cinemas, snack streets, and there are nine canteens passing by, all of which have a new look,

" It's a small city at all."

"After all, universities are small societies. "

There is a high-rise building and 8 brands.

"It's your dorm room in front of you.

Wen Muqing nodded, he studied art, the main vocal arrangement, one room per person.

Dormitory house number 308.

The indoor space is very large, you can put down the electronic organ, guitar, etc., the bed is no different from the single bed at home, and the bathroom and toilet are even separated.

Wen Muqing looked around and sighed

, "Uncle Cen, the dormitory environment is very good."

Cen Shucheng put the small snacks he brought for Wen Muqing on the table, some biscuits, candies, chocolates, etc.,

"I remember that your father greeted the principal in advance, and he was worried that you would not be used to living with others, so he arranged a single room."

Wen Muqing suddenly realized,

"So that's the case." The

young man approached Cen Shucheng and pretended to be casual and said,

"Then what if there is thunder? There is no Uncle Cen in the dormitory."

Wen Muqing didn't mention it, but when he said it, it reminded Cen Shucheng of that night, the young man had bad sleeping habits, he liked to use his hands and feet, groping everywhere, so that he couldn't sleep at all.

"Can I call Uncle Cen?" Wen

Muqing's eyelashes drooped, from the top to the bottom, her thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tear moles at the corners of her eyes added a little pitiful

, "If there is no one in the dormitory at night, I will be afraid."

Cen Shucheng was silent for a moment and replied,

"Yes." "

Actually, he wanted to ask, why don't you call your dad and call me instead?

It's weird, isn't it?

But it's hard to say this, and when I say it, I'm afraid that Wen Muqing will think that he is troublesome.

The class in the university is a decoration, and Wen Muqing has no interpersonal relationships that he wants to contact, so he stays in the dormitory every day to find bugs.

Obviously, when I was doing cannon fodder tasks before, I would be as busy as this, but I didn't have the mood to look forward to at this time.

This is the difference between love and non-love, one is responsibility, and the other is out of the heart.

After all, Uncle Cen will definitely like him, and no matter how slow the process of falling in love is, it has become a pleasure.

Within two days, a bug was retrieved and submitted to the company.

The company's inspection took two days, and Wen Muqing directly found the customer service responsible for bug collection, told him in detail where the bug was, what caused it, and proposed an effective solution.

compressed the time to one day, and finally got 100,000 yuan before Cen Shucheng's birthday.

What can I buy for 100,000 yuan?

Wen Muqing went to the suit store and looked around, but there was nothing he wanted to buy.

Although the suit is a man's suit, he also knows Uncle Cen's size, but if it is not customized, it looks the same and insincere.

Wen

Muqing looked around the watch store and didn't want to buy anything.

Uncle Cen also wears watches, and there are many watches, and there is no shortage of this thing.

One hundred thousand, not too much, no less, in an awkward position, Wen Muqing sighed.

Sitting on the side of the road, he called his father

, "Hey, Dad, are you busy now

?" "Not busy, Muqing, what's wrong?, are you short of money or uncomfortable?" Wen Muqing

picked at the corners of his clothes in annoyance,

"No."

I've been at Uncle Cen's house for so many days, I'm bothering Uncle Cen, I want to buy a gift for Uncle Cen, Dad, do you have any suggestions?"

You make me think....

I know.

Mu Qing, your Uncle Cen is not short of money, so you don't need to send expensive ones. "

Then what's the send?"

"Alas, just cook a good meal for your Uncle Cen."

Wen Muqing was stunned, didn't he cook dinner for Uncle Cen every day?

Is this a gift?

I heard his father continue

, "Your Uncle Cen and I were neighbors at first, but then there was an accident in his family, and his parents died and he was sent to an orphanage.

Self-made, very hard, once couldn't eat, and tired stomach problems.

When he was at his worst, I took him home and stayed there for a while.

He said that he misses the cabbage and tofu he made in winter when he was a child, have you ever heard

of it? It's the kind of coarse, without too much seasoning, just a little salt, and then the cabbage, frozen tofu, and meatballs are stewed together, and in the end all the flavor is the umami of the vegetables themselves.

Just cut the cabbage into strips, don't cut it too delicately, and rub the balls into a round one.

What else, how to describe it?"

Wen Muqing chuckled

, "Dad, I know."

"Huh, you got it?"

"Hmm. "

A dish he once made for Ah Jiu in the cannon fodder world, the conditions were not good in that era, and he could only eat it like this in winter.

In the apocalyptic world, they often eat this dish, can he not know?

It is that he ignores that Uncle Cen does not want to fall in love at this age, but wants to have a home.

It is better to give any gift than to let him feel the warmth of family.

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