The Literary Hero of the Republic of China (民国之文豪) [MTL]

Chapter 169

 　When Mu Qiong woke up the next morning, the first thing he did was to take a look at the booklet on the bedside.

　　A thin piece of paper, but the denomination is very large.

　　Ten thousand oceans... This is definitely a very large amount of money for him now.

　　He was happy just looking at it.

　　Mu Qiong had been thinking about saving money to buy a gift for Fu Yun'an, but now that he has the money, he has no idea what gift to buy.

　　I feel that I can send it, and I have already sent it all...

　　Mu Qiong thought for a while, put the Zhuang ticket in his arms and went downstairs.

　　Downstairs, Zhu Wanwan just came back from buying breakfast.

　　Breakfast is buns and soy milk, Mu Qiong sat down and ate.

　　"Brother, I want to change my name." Mu Changyu said to Mu Qiong, "I don't want to be named Mu."

　　Hearing what Mu Changyu said, Mu Qiong knew that Zhu Wanwan had probably talked to her last night. Mu Qiong said, "Okay, what are you going to call it? We can change it together."

　　Although Mu Qiong has always told others that his name is Mu Qiong, his current household registration name is still Mu Changqiong. When Mu Changyu changed his name, he planned to change his own name along the way.

　　"Brother, my name will be Zhu Yu from now on." Mu Changyu said. The word "Chang" is the top ranking of the Mu family. Not only does she want to change her surname, but she also doesn't want this word.

　　Mu Qiong smiled and said, "Then it's called Zhu Yu, Zhu Yu Zhu Yu, a very nice name." After the court, he carried a cigarette with his sleeves full, and his poems became pearls and jade... Pearls and jade have always been used to describe beautiful poems and handsome people .

　　The corners of Mu Changyu's mouth hooked up, revealing two dimples when he smiled.

　　"I'll do it in the afternoon." Mu Qiong said, then stuffed the bun in his hand into his mouth, and went to the next door.

　　A few days ago, he went to the library every day to hide, and he didn't send Fu Yun'an to the hospital for a few days.

　　When Mu Qiong went next door, Fu Yun'an was having breakfast.

　　The breakfast at Fu's family was still exquisite, with wontons stuffed with shepherd's purse and pork, and some stir-fried vegetables. In front of Fu Huai'an, who didn't like soupy wontons, there was a bowl full of fried rice with eggs, which smelled like lard.

　　"Have you eaten?" Fu Yunan asked.

　　"I've already eaten it, but I want to try your wontons." Mu Qiong smiled.

　　Fu Yun'an coughed lightly, and Fu Huai'an immediately said to the cook: "Mr. Mu wants to eat wontons, go and cook a bowl."

　　"No need." Fu Yun'an said, "Just take an empty bowl and a spoon."

　　Fu Huai'an didn't know why, and then saw his brother hand out two wontons from his bowl to Mu Qiong.

　　Fu Huai'an said: "Brother, why did you give Teacher Mu something from your own bowl?" This is too careless!

　　"I can't finish it." Fu Yun'an said.

　　"That's not good for others!" Fu Huai'an frowned, why didn't he know that his brother was still such a casual person?