Chapter 10 This is the lesson she learned in the Lu family
Wu Chongxi has stopped writing for many years and moved to this paradise. Few people know his address, which gives him a sense of isolation from the world.
Meng Anran continued, "Why don't you move back to the city? You're already old, and living in this remote suburb with no one around for ten miles, with only Liu Zhile taking care of you. If anything happens, the ambulance won't be able to save you in time."
Meng Anran had mentioned the moving issue many times. Old Wu waved his hands irritably and said, "Alright, you're so long-winded at such a young age. I'll think about it again."
Meng Anran shrugged. "Take your time to think about it. If you don't move, you'll definitely lose your apprenticeship. If you're willing to move, Qin Mu has already arranged a house for you. Just give me a call and someone will come over to help you pack your things tomorrow. You can move the day after tomorrow, and you can receive the apprenticeship gift the day after that."
Wu Chongxi was furious. What they were saying was to force him to move back to the city!
What's so good about the city? It's full of smoke and a lot of people come and make a lot of noise every day.
How wonderful would it be for him to live here? It's like a fairyland, quiet and leisurely, perfect for him to retire.
Mr. Wu has lived here for seven or eight years and is not very willing to leave, so he decides not to consider this issue for the time being and takes Meng Chenghong to watch his leisure work happily.
It was not until 4:30 in the afternoon that the brother and sister returned.
Along the way, Meng Chenghong was chattering excitedly, and it was obvious that he also wanted Mr. Wu to teach him calligraphy.
It doesn’t matter, Meng Anran doesn’t care.
She just wanted to use this incident to force Mr. Wu to move back to the city.
Mr. Wu had been very kind to her, and she didn't want him to live out his life alone in that remote suburb. She was afraid that if something unexpected happened, she wouldn't even be able to see him for the last time.
Living in the city, you have convenient transportation, complete medical facilities, and a wide network of contacts, so you can be taken care of.
When they got home, it was time for dinner. Meng Chenghong enthusiastically told everyone what had happened that day and said that he wanted to learn calligraphy from Grandpa Wu.
After hearing the last part, the others didn't know who this Grandpa Wu was, and they all turned their eyes to Meng Anran.
Meng Anran swallowed the food in her mouth and replied slowly, "Xiaohong's calligraphy is quite good. I took him to meet Wu Chongxi."
Several people suddenly lost their composure.
Meng Rong was so surprised that he couldn't help but raise his voice a little: "Mr. Wu Chongxi? Is it the Mr. Wu Chongxi, the top calligrapher in China?!"
Mr. Wu Chongxi's calligraphy and paintings are extremely valuable. More than ten years ago, his masterpiece "Clear Bamboo" was bought by the Lu family for over 100 million yuan. However, he lived in seclusion in the mountains when he was over 50 years old and never left the mountains again. Since then, his works have been sold at sky-high prices.
Meng Anran nodded calmly, "Yes, he is my friend."
Several people were even more shocked.
Mr. Wu Chongxi, a famous calligrapher both at home and abroad, is a big shot who even those with power and wealth may not be able to meet in person. How could he be a good friend of their little daughter?
"An Ran, how did you get to know Mr. Wu?" Meng Rong couldn't help but ask.
Even wealthy families or business tycoons might not have the opportunity to meet Mr. Wu. He didn't think An Ran got to know Mr. Wu by relying on the Lu family's influence.
"We met at a calligraphy exhibition, so we can be considered friends regardless of age difference." Meng Anran looked indifferent, as if this was nothing big.
At this moment, the Meng family finally understood why Meng Anran could easily accept the fact that she was a fake daughter, and quickly left the Lu family's luxurious life with a small backpack on her back.
Returning to this poor home, he remains calm and composed, without any complaints, disdain or inferiority complex.
That’s because Meng Anran’s confidence never relies on the power of the Lu family, but comes from her own strength.
They could hardly imagine how wide her social circle was.
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There are still three days until school starts.
Mengrong had received a long-distance order and couldn't go home for dinner.
Su Wanman left a portion for him and then asked the other three children to eat.
Meng Anran had never eaten pickled fish before, and finally had the chance to try it.
The fish slices are tender and smooth, the sauerkraut is sour and refreshing, and the fish soup is delicious. The sour, spicy and fragrant taste will increase your appetite.
This was probably the most filling meal she had had in seventeen years. She drank two bowls of fish soup alone.
Seeing that she liked it, Su Wanman's face was full of smiles. She secretly made a note to make it for Meng Anran every now and then in the future.
"School is almost starting, Anran, are you still going to stay in Shenghua?" Meng Yushu asked.
When talking about school, Meng's mother lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and spoke carefully, "Anran, our family's financial situation is not good. It's really unfair for you to come back and suffer. You will be a senior in high school this year. Your father and I have discussed selling the car to pay for this semester's tuition first. We will find a way for next semester."
Meng Anran's eyes moved slightly. She didn't understand why the Meng family always said they were sorry to her.
I feel sorry for her because of my poor financial situation, my small house, and my inability to send her to a private school.
What's wrong with that? You should fight for what you want. You'll never be able to turn your life around by relying on others for help, even if those "others" are your family.
This is the lesson she learned in the Lu family.
"Mom, you don't have to keep saying sorry to me. I will fight for what I want because it's my own interest and you shouldn't have to pay for it. Don't worry about the tuition, I can take care of it."
Meng's mother's eyes suddenly turned red, with crystal tears welling up in them. She tried hard to hold back the tears, forced a smile, and looked at Meng Anran with relief.
Meng Yushu silently lowered his head and drank the spicy and sour fish soup. At this moment, it seemed that something that had been holding on to his heart was finally released.
After the Meng family went bankrupt, the obedient Lu Qingcheng wanted to buy new clothes and new shoes every few months at first, but later she became more and more vain and unscrupulously demanded everything the family had.
She wanted too much, and when her family couldn't satisfy her growing vanity, she became hateful, throwing chopsticks, making a fuss, cursing her parents, and even hitting Mengzhen.
In the past two years, Meng's mother has suffered too much resentment from Lu Qingcheng, and her guilt for not being able to fulfill her child's wishes has become increasingly deep. She has said "I'm sorry" countless times.
A mother who treasures her child eventually becomes her child's slave.
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