The brother and sister came to the small square of the community. There were many fitness facilities, as well as swings and sand pits for children to play. Because it was a weekend, the weather was neither hot nor hot, and it was the best weather in Beijing a year, and there were quite a lot of children going out to play.

He held the little sister's hand and walked closer, "Brother, I saw my classmate Xiaoru, I went to play with her."

"Go," Mu Yang looked for a stone bench to sit down, and watched a group of children chattering and playing from a distance.

My sister is ten years old, 11 years younger than Mu Yang. He still remembers that year, he was also ten years old. He was called out by the teacher at school and saw his uncle in the office. His uncle is very busy and has never come to school to pick him up. What's wrong with him today?

The uncle didn't say anything, but took Mu Yang directly to the airport. He saw that his father Mu Shouli was also here, his grandfather, aunt, uncle Mu Shouxin, who had not met for a long time, and four middle-aged people who he didn't know.

Everyone showed a sad look on their faces, and their father's eyes were also red, and they obviously cried.

Although he was young, he was very sensible and did not run around, but sat there quietly.

Half an hour later, he finally knew everything. His mother was dead and she didn't even see her for the last time, leaving only a black urn.

More than a year later, my father showed up at home with a woman and asked Mu Yang to call her aunt. In the end, the woman married her father, and she was Mu Chen's mother.

Dad asked him to call this woman Mom, but he didn't want to, so he couldn't call her. In the end, no one forced her to call her, and she called her aunt to the present.

Mu Yang's father is an executive of a foreign company with an annual salary of 300,000 yuan or less. After getting married, he bought a house, which is where he lives now, and then the family lived here.

The old house was not sold, so my father said he would leave it to Muyang and use it as a wedding house in the future.

How can I say that I am in this family? My aunt is a very good woman. She treats herself badly and has completely achieved the standard of a good stepmother, but he can't kiss her. After the little sister is born, she naturally puts more thoughts on her.

Seeing his father, aunt and sister beloved together, he always felt that they were the real family and that he was a little extra in this family, so since high school, Mu Yang took the initiative to live in school.

I have three years of high school and three years of college. I don’t go home more than once a month. That is, I will stay at home for a few days during the Chinese New Year. Even if I come back, I rarely sleep at home.

I often go to my grandfather. My grandmother left early. My grandfather didn't like living with my uncle, so I lived in the old courtyard, enjoying my old age alone.

"Brother, I'm tired, let's go home." The little sister Mu Chen ran over with sweat on her face and said, holding Mu Yang's hand.

When my father went home, the family had a reunion dinner. My father also took out a bottle of red wine and gave each person a glass. Of course, my younger sister was a fruit orange.

After dinner, he walked to the balcony with his father. His father took out a cigarette and handed it to Mu Yang. Mu Yang blinked and looked at his father.

"I know you smoke, just smoke one."

"Forget it, I'm not busy."

My father lit a cigarette himself and asked, "How is studying?"

"not bad."

"Is living expenses enough?"

"Enough." Mu Yang is not a big shot. The monthly living expenses of 2,000 yuan are enough for him to live.

"I'm a senior year after the summer vacation. Do you have any plans? Do you still want to do diplomatic work? Where can I prepare for an internship?"

"Well, this is my unfinished career, and it is also a career she loves. I want to go on for my mother."

My father was silent for a while. Mu Yang knew that his parents were in love with each other. They were high school classmates and they were in love freely. However, my mother was admitted to Beijing Foreign Studies University, and her father was admitted to the education major of Beijing Normal University, and she eventually became an executive of a foreign company.

Mu Yang continued, "I told my uncle that I wanted to go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for an internship, but if you want to work in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, you have to pass the civil service exam, depending on the situation."

"If it really doesn't work, let your grandpa find someone."

"My uncle works in the department, which is more convenient than grandpa."

"That's not necessarily. Although your grandfather has retired for so many years, he says that it is much more useful than your uncle."

"It depends on the situation at that time. Maybe I can get into the exam myself."

Mu Yang now has a system and learns Japanese again. Bilingual has more advantages than monolingual. He is a student union cadre and a probationary party member, and has more advantages than others.

Mu Yang still didn't live here at night. When he returned to his home, he was more relaxed here.

Thinking about going around the world of the Republic of China, there is absolutely nothing to do now, so I’d better forget it and go to bed.

The next day, Mu Yang dressed neatly and rode a mountain bike to the north of his school.

Beijing Foreign Studies University is a certain type of institution, with its scores not much lower than Tsinghua University and Peking University. If it weren’t for Muyang’s Beijing household registration, the admission scores were much lower than those in the province below, he wouldn’t have been able to get in.

Beijing Foreign Studies University is most famous for cultivating the largest number of diplomats in China. It is known as the cradle of Chinese diplomats. It has trained more than 400 ambassadors, more than 1,000 counselors, and a Nobel Prize winner.

Mu Yang studied English speaking major. He is a junior student at the School of Beijing Foreign Studies University and the director of the Propaganda Department of the Student Union of the School of English. Whether it is learning or organizational skills, he has been recognized by the teachers and leaders of the college. He is considered an outstanding student.

He looks good, has a strong body, and has inherited his mother's handsome appearance and father's height from his appearance. He is considered an excellent breed.

After all, diplomats pay great attention to appearance. If a diplomat is ugly and short, how can it represent the image of the country? Therefore, most of the handsome men and beautiful women in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs are.

Mu Yang came directly to the classroom and looked around, "Yangzi, I'll take up a seat here." Someone waved to Mu Yang, it was Zhou Feng in the same dormitory.

There are four people in the dormitory, but only Mu Yang and Zhou Feng are majoring in English, so whoever comes early will take up seats for each other.

"You boy disappears as soon as the weekend comes, and you don't participate in group activities in the dormitory." Zhou Feng said after letting Mu Yang in.

"What group activity is there? Didn't say it in advance?" Mu Yang said strangely.

"Lao Zhu's girlfriend came yesterday. Everyone called her girlfriend tonight and had a meal together, which was a group activity."

"It's her girlfriend from Beiyou. Didn't she say she had blew up a while ago? Why did she make up again?"

"It's normal to fall in love and break up and get back together. We started to call you, but then I thought, you don't have a girlfriend now, so it's so embarrassing to be alone, so I finally left you."

"I knew I would be embarrassed without calling me. Are you thinking about it all? But I really didn't have time last night. I went home for a reunion dinner yesterday."

While the two were talking, a middle-aged teacher walked up to the podium and said directly in English: "These two classes are for listening to translations. Today we use Shakespeare's collection of essays as textbooks. Xu Youshan, come up and be responsible for reading. The remaining students are cheering up. When the end, they will hand in it directly. When they write their names, they will be treated as class homework."

Xu Youshan walked onto the stage, picked up the Shakespearean essays that the teacher had opened, and started reading it at the mark. This was the Trial in The Merchantof Venice. Xu Youshan's voice was still very sweet, but most of the students were sweating.

After the end, many people shouted: "Teacher, Shakespeare's collection of essays, half-white ancient English, just like our Chinese classical Chinese, it was a sudden attack, which was a bit difficult."

"It's just to see your true grades. It's useless to call me any more. Xu Youshan helped me collect all my memories before get out of class. Of course, you can choose not to hand in it, so today's class homework score will be gone." The teacher said with a smile.
Chapter completed!