Chapter 1817 Matilda, Lunch Time

Matilda sometimes couldn't help laughing when she heard it.

She is pretty good at reading.

I know that in this world, plans cannot keep up with changes.

Not to mention that my sister and stepmother are the kind of people who can't hold up a wall with mud. Are they sure that Ding Ling, the rich man next door, will like them? Are they sure to be captured by their clumsy plan?

"... When the time comes, you find the right opportunity, bring a bottle of red wine, dress smartly and knock on his door. When he opens the door, you will be charming and flirt with him. A young man of this age is exactly When the blood is strong, he can't resist the teasing of the beautiful girl. As long as he seizes the opportunity and finds his weakness, he can hit him with one strike! By then, our family will become a popular drinker. No need to pay rent, no need to worry about money..."

The stepmother's voice was very penetrating and fell on Matilda's ears word by word.

She lowered her eyes as she heard this, feeling depressed.

They also looked down upon their stepmother.

But she didn't say it.

Even though she didn't say anything, she was still scolded by her sister and beaten violently by her stepmother the next morning. In their words:

"Why don't you know how to be more conscious and buy food? Do you still need us to tell you? There is no paper at home and you don't know how to go out and buy it?!"

Her father looked at her with a cold expression. When she went to buy something and came home, he saw what she had in her hand. He didn't ask any questions and just gave her a slap with his backhand.

Snap!

This slap stunned her. The things in her hands were scattered on the ground. When her sister saw it, she cursed again and stepped forward to beat her.

She huddled on the ground. Waiting for my sister to curse and leave.

She stood up slowly.

Her expression was numb, her eyes were so empty, and her eyes could no longer shed tears.

The longer she stayed in this home, the less likely she was to shed tears.

If my brother hadn't been here.

There was no way she could continue to stay here. She would rather die than stay in this home.

"You are so old and you smoke every day. Where did you get the money? Did you steal it?"

‘I’m asking you to use money to buy things, not cigarettes! ’

‘I know how to watch cartoons at home! Do you think you are still a little girl? There are a lot of girls at your age who work to support their families. I think you should work with me in the future! ’

…

The voices of my stepmother and sister alternately sounded in my ears.

Matilda just pursed her lips and said nothing.

She just closed the door and wanted to be quiet, but as soon as she closed the door, her sister kicked it open arbitrarily, "Who allowed you to close the door? Did you listen to me carefully!" I'm telling you...'

…

The days pass by.

Just this month.

Matilda's life was particularly difficult.

She didn't know why this happened.

My father's temper became increasingly erratic and irritable. I was nervous every day, and sometimes if I stared at him twice, I would be glared at by him, and then slapped.

Matilda was so traumatized that she didn't dare to look at him anymore. Every time she saw her father, she would quickly pass him by.

She only gets respite when her parents and sister leave home.

This day.

She was sitting at the top of the stairs, swinging her legs outside the stairs. She looked at the bottom of the stairs with a pair of dark eyes, as if looking into the dark abyss that could swallow people's hearts.

It didn't take long.

She saw the neighbor uncle in the felt hat coming back with two cartons of milk, and she greeted him familiarly:

"Hi."

This so-called uncle is none other than Leon. He is tall, wearing overalls, with a crew cut, and a dark complexion. He looks to be about forty years old. He has a high nose bridge, deep eyes, and an ordinary temperament. He looks like a A simple and honest middle-aged bachelor man.

He was slightly stunned when Matilda took the initiative to greet him, but he still pursed his lips, showed a slightly shy smile, and nodded towards her.

He walked past her and noticed the bruises at the corners of her eyes out of the corner of his eye. He hesitated and took out a white handkerchief from his arms.

He handed over the handkerchief:

'Give. ’

Matilda was startled for a moment, then smiled and reached out to take it, ‘Thank you. ’

"You are here..."

Leon pointed to the corner of his eye, 'What's going on? ’

Matilda's eyes flickered and she forced a smile and said, 'I accidentally fell. ’

Leon knew what the fall was about, but he didn't point out Matilda's lie. Instead, he handed over a carton of milk in his hand and said, 'Here. Have a taste. ’

Matilda took it, thanked her, and said she would treat her next time.

Leon smiled, turned and left.

Not long after Leon left.

Someone came upstairs again.

Matilda was mesmerized by just the profile of this man's face. She swore that she had never seen such a beautiful profile, even on TV or in movies, since she was a child. No ax or chisel can describe its inconvenience.

When the protagonist with this profile face came upstairs and saw his appearance and figure clearly, Matilda couldn't help but take a deep breath.

What kind of young man is that?

It was as if he was walking in the spring breeze and sunshine. Just the sight of him walking towards her made her unable to help but be stunned. When she came to her senses, the man had already walked into the next room, leaving only one person behind for her. A very eye-catching shining back.

"...!!!"

Matilda blinked, her heart trembled, she couldn't help but stood up quickly, and shouted before the other party closed the door:

'Is it Mr. Landlord? '

"It's me."

"Is it really you?"

Matilda was surprised, 'Mr. Ding Ling Ding? '

"You can call me that."

The person who came was Ding Ling.

His strategy journey officially started at this moment.

"The decoration team left five days ago. I thought you wouldn't come. I didn't expect you to come today."

Matilda is not a beauty party.

But it is undeniable that in this world, as long as you are a person, you will instinctively appreciate beautiful things.

And Ding Ling is undoubtedly a very beautiful one.

Very eye-catching, a few more glances will make people feel happy, and people will unconsciously want to get close and communicate.

Matilda is precocious, autonomous, independent, and brave. She is curious about Ding Ling.

She waited for Ding Ling for more than ten days.

Finally waited.

How could she give up this good opportunity to communicate with the top streamer?

She knew that her sister, stepmother and others coveted Ding Ling. Originally, she didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but after seeing Ding Ling, she suddenly changed her mind.

She wanted to have a good talk with him.

"I have something to do these days, so I came later."

Ding Ling stood at the door and slightly turned his body. 'It's not appropriate to communicate at the door. If you don't mind, come in and take a look. I'll make you a pot of tea. '

"Tea?"

Matilda's eyes lit up slightly, 'Is it the tea art of Longguo? '

"You can say that."

"Then I'll trouble you."

She was already very curious about Ding Ling. Now that she saw the real person, she was even more attracted by Ding Ling's face and demeanor. So Matilda took the opportunity to enter Ding Ling's 'home. '

The house was well decorated.

When Matilda was decorating the house with the decoration team, she would come to see it every day. She knew very well how luxurious and exquisite the decoration here was.

But after really entering the house to watch, she still felt stunned.

The bedroom, kitchen, toilet and other places are all decorated with jewels, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off them.

Matilda was stunned and said, "I don't remember it was so luxurious before."

"After the decoration was completed, I asked some jewelry experts and decoration teams to decorate it."

"......!!"

Matilda was speechless.

Is this the world of the rich?

Is it necessary to decorate an old house so well?

But after visiting the house, she had to admit that it was necessary.

Living in such a spacious, bright, luxurious and green house, it really makes me feel happy, and my depressed mood seems to have improved by three points.

She began to talk to Ding Ling about the house.

During the conversation.

Matilda found that Ding Ling was easy to talk to, especially gentle and elegant, just like a noble prince charming.

Her heart began to ripple.

Compare it with Leon.

Ding Ling is really perfect.

Moreover, Ding Ling took the initiative to invite a Cinderella like her to visit the room and invite her to have lunch together.

Leon never does that.

Leon looks very mysterious and seems to have many stories. She is curious about Leon.

But Ding Ling looks more mysterious. Just by looking at Ding Ling's eyes, you can know that there must be endless stories about Ding Ling. In addition, Ding Ling's appearance and demeanor are unparalleled in the world. Compared with Leon, Ding Ling is undoubtedly more attractive to her.

Don't doubt Matilda's aesthetics.

The world's aesthetics are common to some extent.

Just like Orientals can appreciate Western beauties and handsome men.

Westerners can also appreciate Eastern beauties, handsome men, beautiful scenery, etc.

And Ding Ling is the ultimate expression of Oriental beauty, which deeply attracted Matilda at once.

Ding Ling is very good at talking and humorous, which makes Matilda's gloomy mood relieved.

...

At lunch time.

A hotel specialist delivered the meal to the restaurant.

A table of delicious food.

Matilda had only seen many foods on TV and had never eaten them.

She couldn't help swallowing her saliva and looked at Ding Ling.

Ding Ling smiled and said, 'Feel free. Don't be restrained. We are already friends, aren't we? '

"Yes. We are friends."

Matilda nodded heavily, 'Being friends with you is the luckiest thing for me in recent years. '

Matilda didn't think she had anything that was worth Ding Ling's attention.

She had nothing.

And Ding Ling was too perfect.

Facing Ding Ling, she even had a kind of inferiority complex from the bottom of her heart. Now that Ding Ling was willing to be friends with her, how could she refuse?

Her heart was surging and excited.

But with the knock on the door, she heard the voices of her stepmother and sister, and her face suddenly became much grayer.

Ding Ling knows this world very well, and naturally knows the situation of Matilda's family, but he didn't say anything. If he wants to conquer Matilda, he must enter her inner world and make Matilda's recognition and intimacy reach the maximum value.

This requires patience.

You can't just sweep them away arbitrarily.

So...

Matilda's family is a very useful "tool man" for brushing points.

The more despicable and shameless these tool men are, the easier it is to conquer Matilda. So Ding Ling will never kill these tool men. On the contrary, he will be relatively friendly to them.

At least that's how it was in the early stages.

So, he politely opened the door.

'Hi! ’

Standing at the door were Matilda's sister and mother. It was also the first time that they saw Ding Ling. When they saw Ding Ling's face clearly, they were stunned, and each of them screamed crazily in their hearts: Oh my God. ! This man is so handsome!

It's not that they haven't seen handsome men before, on the contrary, they have seen many handsome men, but they swear they would never dream of someone like Ding Ling, even in their dreams! He is really so elegant and handsome.

Because of this, the two of them always spoke with vibrato:

"Let's find, find, find Matilda."

"I invited her to have lunch at my house. If you don't mind, you can dine together."

"Really, really, really okay?"

Both of them stuttered with excitement.

"Of course. Come in."

Ding Ling smiled.

The two of them walked in with excited faces. When they saw Matilda sitting on the dining table, looking at them with a numb expression, their smiles froze slightly, but soon they were smiling again. road:

"Matilda, I didn't expect you to have lunch with Mr. Ding. You are so lucky!"

The two of them were secretly cursing: This female cousin! He was so bold that he dared to strike first! Don’t you know that Ding Ling is my prey? Hum! After lunch, I will find the right time to make you look good!

The two of them were smiling on the outside, but they were cursing Matilda in their hearts.

Matilda knew the two of them very well, and could not tell that they were acting and treating her very perfunctorily. She chuckled twice, turned around and looked at Ding Ling hesitantly:

"Ding Ling, I, I..."

"We are friends, aren't we?"

Ding Ling smiled and said: "As I said before, we are friends, so don't be polite to me. If you have any questions, just say it directly."

"OK."

Matilda looked at Ding Ling with a grateful face. Ding Ling gave her too much face in front of her stepmother and sister. Especially when she saw their faces gradually turning green, her mood became inexplicably cheerful, just like Xia Xia. Ri gulped down several bottles of ice water, and she looked at Ding Ling more and more closely.

But when she spoke, she blushed a little and said:

"I, I want to bring my brother here..."

'Can. ’

Ding Ling said with a smile, "There are so many dishes, I can't finish them all, just to entertain your family. I will go with you to bring your brother over." ’

"No, no, no."

Matilda didn't have the nerve to let Ding Ling go. She stood up quickly and said, "I can go by myself. Ding Ling, you sit down." ’

Initially, her name was Mr. Ding Ling.

But later they became friends, and Ding Ling asked her to call her by her name. She couldn't refuse, so she did.

Now it’s called Shunkou.

It sounds extremely pleasant.

Especially when she saw the twisted eyes of her stepmother and sister, she felt even more proud. How could she, a Cinderella who was powerless and had been humiliated at home, have such a glorious day? ! (End of chapter)