Spy Family

He is very handsome, with a slightly unbeatable look. When people see cute babies, they always want to pinch their cheeks, and when they see furry animals, they always want to rub them. It is said that this is called compensation psychology, and he is so handsome. , whoever sees him always wants to beat him severely to make up for the gap in his heart.

Yuan Miyu, the first time Miss Yuan saw him, she felt the urge to grab that thick and unruly hair and ravage it as much as she wanted. Of course, she would be merciful and never lose a single hair.

It was at a large party, all the participants were friends of friends, and it was very lively.

Ms. Yuan immediately asked her friends for the man's name and origin. She had a strong feeling that this would be a major moment that would only happen once in her life. No matter whether the final result was good or bad, it would change the course of her destiny.

After only asking three friends, Ms. Yuan got the information she wanted. She was surprised but somewhat proud to find that the other party seemed to be asking about her too.

The man’s surname is Mei, his first name is Qian Zhong, the emphasis is on the importance, not the repetition. He is a meteorological investigator - no one knows what this profession does specifically, and they don’t care. They only care that he has a good reputation among a group of people. How dazzling.

Mei Qianzhong is the kind of person who is born to be the center of attention. Even if he just stands somewhere and looks around blankly, he will attract many looks of admiration or jealousy. He has long been accustomed to it, and is as comfortable as a fish returning to water.

In addition to his name and occupation, Miss Yuan also found out that he currently had no public partner. For her, this was enough. She decided to start immediately because there were many potential competitors.

Miss Yuan is a principled person, so she first went to find her current boyfriend, interrupted his eloquent talk, pulled him out from the circle of men, and said calmly: I have thought about it carefully, we are not suitable, or Let’s break up, I wish you happiness, goodbye.”

Her boyfriend didn't react and just stood there blankly. After a while, he would get angry and might act erratically. Ms. Yuan was not afraid because the so-called irrationality probably meant crying in public. Threatening, a little embarrassing.

Before her boyfriend's embarrassment affected her, Ms. Yuan smiled to show comfort, then turned and walked away. When she passed the bar, she picked up a glass of wine and walked towards the dazzling jewelry without any hesitation or timidity. Consider what would happen if you were rejected.

She has never experienced rejection.

This was an electric love, and neither party tried hard to hide their feelings. They hit it off immediately. When the party was about to end, the two had fallen into the trap of falling in love with each other. In the eyes of most people, they were a couple. A model couple who has been dating for a long time deserves blessings.

Only Ms. Yuan's ex-boyfriend couldn't accept the fact immediately. He fell into the arms of a girl, sobbing and reprimanding his ex-girlfriend for being ruthless and shameless.

Miss Yuan and Mr. Mei are in love. According to her, this is the first time she has truly shown her true love. In the past, she only used it to relieve her loneliness. Mr. Mei did not say it so absolutely, but every word and every move was filled with emotion. The love seems to be everything to her.

Except for going to work, the two spend every moment together. The flame of love burns higher and higher, and there is no end in sight for a while.

A month later—only a month later, Ms. Yuan said she was surprised because she felt the two had known each other for several years—Mei Qianzhong invited Yuan Miyu to meet her family and pay her birthday to an elder.

This is an important and sensitive turning point. Many men and women have not reached this point even though they have been married for many years.

Yuan Miyu agreed without thinking, and regretfully told Mei Qianzhong that she had no other family but him.

They gave up the fast flight, drove a car, packed more than a dozen gifts, and embarked on the trip. They traveled around the mountains and rivers. On several occasions, they suddenly had a whim and took advantage of the excitement to go to nearby scenic spots to find out.

It was always Ms. Yuan's whims, and Mr. Mei never refused, quickly remaking plans to meet all her requests.

It took them seven days to reach their destination, just in time for the birthday banquet the next day.

This is one of the things that Ms. Yuan is very satisfied with about Mr. Mei. No matter how many changes are added in the middle, no matter how casual it seems, he can always arrange things in an orderly manner, including the holidays that should be taken, the greetings that should be said, and the things that should be bought. The accommodation that was scheduled was not left behind.

Mr. Mei's hometown is a farm, Guangye Farm. What is grown here is not crops, but patches of solar power panels. From a distance, it looks like an endless blue ocean. Only when you drive closer can you see the rows of solar panels. Paths and grassy areas in the middle of the light board.

How big is the farm? Miss Yuan asked in surprise. She grew up in the city and this was her first time visiting Guangye Farm.

Nearly 10,000 square kilometers, half of them are power generation panels and half of them are other facilities. Mr. Mei replied with a smile. He was not impatient or talked about boring professional knowledge. This is the problem of many farmers. They talk too much. , but reduced visitors’ interest in the farm.

The car stopped on the side of the road, and Mr. Mei took Miss Yuan into the depths of the blue sea and walked hand in hand along the road. The scenery was monotonous, and neither of them felt bored.

The skin cannot feel the wind blowing, but there is a roaring sound all the time. After getting used to it, the sound of the wind turns into a vast silence.

I feel like we are like two small fish swimming in the sea. Ms. Yuan said.

A small fish, shorter than a finger. Mei Qianzhong gestured.

They met a group of maintenance workers driving strange-looking vehicles. Someone stood up and waved their arms in the distance, calling out Mr. Mei's name to indicate that he was home.

Yuan Guangye Farm, also called Yiyiyi, the residents here often proudly claim to outsiders that this is the first Guangye Farm on the planet, decades earlier than the name Zhai Wang.

The residential area only occupies a small area of ​​​​the farm, with a main street running through it. The layout is no different from a common small town, except that the houses appear older, there are no high-rise buildings, and they are at most three floors, usually commercial places.

The population is less than 10,000, and everyone is familiar with each other. Mr. Mei's car crawls as slowly as a snail because he has to greet so many people. Sometimes he has to stop, get out of the car, shake hands, exchange greetings, and then warmly introduce Miss Yuan.

Ms. Yuan's face froze in order to maintain her smile, but she was really happy to have the opportunity to integrate into Mr. Mei's life circle.

Early the next morning, the two of them went to pay homage to the old man's birthday. According to seniority, Mr. Mei wanted to call him great-grandfather.

There were at least 200 people waiting in line to pay their birthdays, queuing from the front hall to the courtyard, and the long queue circled several times.

Ms. Yuan, who grew up in the city, had never experienced this kind of thing. She was worried, and her face showed it. Mr. Mei put his arm around her shoulders and comforted her in a low voice: Don't be afraid, it's very simple, just follow me and do it.

It is indeed very simple. My great-grandfather has lost most of his body functions because of his old age. He is like a zombie or a puppet connected by springs. He keeps nodding his head tremblingly and moaning like the wind in his throat. Everyone who sees him is shocked. There is no change in expression.

Mr. Mei and Miss Yuan bowed three times, handed over the red envelope, placed it on the coffee table in front of the great-grandfather, and then stepped aside. The birthday greetings were over, and it only took more than ten seconds.

Only then did the real party begin. Only a small half of the family members lived on the farm. Most of them, like Mr. Mei, came back from other places, one to pay homage to the old man’s birthday and the other to exchange feelings.

In the family, Mr. Mei is still the dazzling figure. He never takes a moment to rest. While waiting in line, he often nods to others. After paying his birthday, as soon as he returns to the yard outside, he is surrounded by a group of young men and women. , talking non-stop, surrounding him to meet other elders.

Miss Yuan felt left out for the first time since they met, but she had a good attitude and treated it as a small farewell. Soon, he returned to her.

Miss Yuan waved to Mr. Mei in the distance, indicating that she wanted to go out for a walk. Mr. Mei nodded with a smile, immediately looked back, and talked seriously with a woman next to her.

The woman is very young. Miss Yuan walked out of the door with a little jealousy, but soon returned to a happy mood. If she had any motto for the young woman, it must be: everything belongs to the outside world, only the mood belongs to you, so be yourself Take good care of yourself.

In a small town where everyone is close to each other, outsiders feel even more lonely, so Ms. Yuan deliberately avoided the only main street in the town and walked to a more secluded place. Instead of looking at people, it was better to look at the scenery.

Apart from the vast ocean of power generation panels, the town has no special scenery. It is just different from the big city in every way. In Ms. Yuan’s opinion, it is quite interesting. For example, many houses here directly use power generation panels as building materials and repaint them in other colors. And there are almost no signs, making it difficult for outsiders to distinguish where the residents are and where the shops are.

Miss Yuan likes the tranquility and kindness of the small town, but she is determined that if she has to choose, she would rather give up Mr. Mei and return to her home, that noisy and chaotic city, where people are suddenly enthusiastic and suddenly indifferent. One night they drank and talked happily, hugged each other and cried, and the next day they were strangers. This was the life she wanted.

The path led her to the shore. The river was not wide, but the water looked quite deep. There were sparse trees planted on both sides, and weeds were overgrown among the trees. It seemed that they were rarely trimmed. There were only places where benches were placed, and the surrounding areas were trampled. An open space.

Miss Yuan was strolling around and was quickly attracted by the scene on the other side of the river. It was a forest with tall and straight trees. Strangely, they were all dead trees without a single green leaf.

What's this?

Miss Yuan asked herself, not expecting an answer, but instead a voice came and told her: This is the Creation Forest.

Miss Yuan was startled and looked around. It turned out that the benches here were all back-to-back, facing the road and looking at the river. Just a few steps away, a man poked his head out from behind the chair and looked at her.

The man was probably in his twenties, looked a little thin, and had a bookish look on his face, as if he had not graduated from school.

This was not the type that Miss Yuan liked, let alone someone she was afraid of, so she raised her head slightly and said, What a loud tone, Chuangshi Lin.

The man stood up and was really thin. He actually held a rare paper book in his hand. Miss Yuan had only seen it before she was ten years old. He said: Guangye Farm is still in the automatic operation stage. When humans have not yet immigrated to King Zhai, In order to increase the oxygen content, the machine threw a large number of plant seeds and grew a large forest, so it was called the Creation Forest because they arrived earlier than humans.

Oh, then why is it withering again?

Because there is already enough oxygen, and any more would be harmful, humans have destroyed most of the Creation Forest. Some have been cleared away, and some have left ruins. The one on the other side is the second largest on this planet in terms of area.

Why keep the relics? As a souvenir?

No. The man walked around the bench without getting too close. There is no need to eradicate it. There is no economic benefit. The material of these trees is not good, and the land after the eradication is temporarily useless.

You know so much, what should you study?

Majoring in history.

No wonder, then you must know our planet very well?

Uh... I majored in earth history and don't know much about modern and contemporary history.

Ha, is it because King Zhai only has a history of three hundred years, which is not enough for you to study?

After you reminded me, this seems to be the real reason.

Both of them laughed. Miss Yuan walked to the bench and sat at one end. She pointed to the other end and motioned for the other person to sit down too.

The man sat at the other end, looking a bit reserved. His mouth could talk freely, but his body was not so flexible.

Neither of them had any ready-made topics to talk about. Ten seconds later, the interesting encounter turned uncomfortable. Ms. Yuan missed Mr. Mei even more. With him, such a scene would never happen.

Is this your first time at the farm, Miss Yuan? the man finally asked.

Do you recognize me? Miss Yuan was a little surprised.

The man smiled and said, We have met before. When I was celebrating my great-grandfather's birthday, I lined up behind you and the old man introduced us.

Miss Yuan could not recall this scene at all, I'm so sorry, there were too many people at that time...

Well, there are enough, and more people are coming to pay their respects. The man leaned forward slightly, handed the book to his left hand, and stretched out his right arm, My name is Lu Linbei. Hello, Miss Yuan.

Miss Yuan lightly touched the extended palm and said with a smile: Your family's surname is either Mei or Lu.

Well, there are other surnames, but these two are the most common.

What did you call him just now?

Crook? Yes, we all call him Lao Qian. Here, the younger you are, the older you are called.

I see, what about you? What did they call you?

Old Bei.

Miss Yuan pursed her lips and smiled, took a long breath, looked up at the sky, planning to find an excuse to leave in a few seconds, but suddenly realized something, turned around and asked: Are you an interstellar orphan too?

Lu Linbei nodded, Same as Miss Yuan.

They are all named Lu, right?

In this family, that's about right.

Miss Yuan felt a little more cordial in her heart, I thought interstellar orphans would only be sent to the city... Are there also orphanages on the farm?

No, we were born in the Mei family and grew up here. There is no difference between brothers and sisters. It was only after I turned fifteen that I understood the true meaning of 'interstellar orphans' and discovered that I was one of them.

I envy you. The orphanages in the city are not so harmonious. No one even said 'goodbye' when they left. Miss Yuan moved slightly closer, Can I ask you something?

Of course, as long as I know, I know more about the Earth Age.

I don't ask about history. Well, it counts as history. That...Mr. Mei, a con man, often brings girls to the farm, right?

A sly smile appeared on Lu Linbei's face, Not many, I haven't seen him a few times anyway.

How many times? Have you ever happened before? Tell me, I'm just curious and won't let it out. And don't worry, I don't know for sure who has made more friends, me or Mr. Mei.

I have been living on campus in the past few years and know very little about farm matters. Lu Linbei is obviously a strict man.

Instead, Miss Yuan became interested. She had a hundred ways to make a man reveal all his secrets. When used on Lu Linbei, he was like a battle-hardened general. Occasionally hunting was both exercise and entertainment.

Unfortunately, this hunt was interrupted before she could take action.

Hey, you are hiding here! Mr. Mei's voice came.

Lao Bei, I don't know how brave you are to steal the con man's girlfriend! said another voice, which was also a young man, about the same age as Lu Linbei, slightly shorter, and equally thin, but not at all He looks weak and has too much energy. He even jumps up and down when he walks, like a monkey begging for food.

Ms. Yuan had a vague impression of Monkey but couldn't remember the name. She stood up and said with a smile: There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers here. You have opened my eyes. I am hesitant to continue with you.

Mr. Mei spread his hands pretending to be disappointed, Miss Yuan has such a good eye, she actually picked the most talented person on our farm.

A couple is flirting and the one being talked about is sitting there smiling.

When he came closer, Mr. Mei kissed Miss Yuan, whispered in her ear: Can I have a word with Lao Bei?

Why? Begging him to withdraw from the competition?

Mr. Mei kissed her again, I asked him for a lot of things.

Miss Yuan knew that this was not the time to get to the bottom of things, so she laughed a few times and walked away. Monkey followed closely, telling some jokes that were neither serious nor serious, as if the two had known each other for a long time.

Mr. Mei watched Miss Yuan walk away, sat on a chair, and approached Lu Beilin, Everything has been settled. Third uncle agrees. You can join the organization.

Lu Linbei put the book in his hand beside him and did not reply immediately. Instead, he became more and more reserved.

You don't want to? Mei Qianzhong asked with a smile.

Yes, of course I do. Thank you.

What I want is more than just a thank you, and you should know that joining the organization requires going through a test.

Of course, I am ready to accept the test at any time.

Qianqianzhong didn't make a sound.

You mean now? Lu Linbei asked in surprise.

Mei Qianzhong turned his gaze to Miss Yuan in the distance, stared at it for a moment, and said, That is a first-class person. If she were an ordinary person, I think I would love her forever. Unfortunately, she is a spy from another faction.

Lu Linbei's surprise turned into horror.

The door to spies is sealed by magic, and only blood can open it. The look of being beaten was even more obvious on Qianshige's handsome face. He was actually smiling, as if what he was about to do was a prank often played by children of several years old, This is your test.

Are you sure she is a spy?

The question is not whether I can confirm it, the question is whether you can trust and obey my orders. This is the basic requirement of our profession. Mei Qianzhong added a bit of comfort, which was patient but also unquestionable.

Lu Linbei stayed for a while and glanced at Yuan Miyu in the distance. She was laughing so hard at the monkey.

He shook his head, no doubt as well.

Mei Qianzhong also waited for a while, without any further persuasion or force. He patted Lu Linbei on the shoulder, said you, then raised his other arm and snapped his fingers, as if to greet Yuan. The waiter at the office.

Monkey got the signal and pushed Yuan Miyu, who was still laughing, into the river.