In Meng Ran's two grand gifts for his grandfather's birthday were presented in front of those senior officials.

Meng ran, who is far away in the suburb of Lingzhou, is working with the mud and wheat straw with Su Fangfei to repair and stop the leakage of Meng Xingzhi's thatched cottage, which is leaking on all sides.

"Cousin Fangfei, the mud is used up, and then pass the bucket."

Meng ran, whose hands were covered with yellow mud, roared in his voice.

However, a long time later, she did not hear Su Fangfei's response.

Can't help but have some doubts, he turned his head, but suddenly feel a group of cold sticky mud, by someone a wipe on his face.

"Cousin Fangfei..."

Meng ran stupidly looked at that smiling beautiful woman in Qingcheng and was stunned for a moment.

"Ha ha ha Mengxian's granddad, let's see it quickly! "

Su Fangfei roared at the hut. The man with an apron on his waist also walked out of the hut happily.

Seeing the mud on Meng Ran's face, he also laughed.

Meng ran shook his head helplessly. He felt that his generation had robbed the immortal, but now he was made a fool of.

"Well, it's almost done. The food is cooked. Come and eat first." Su Fangfei, who made fun of Meng ran, wiped the mud from his face with a smile and washed the mud from his hands. After that, he also entered the old thatched cottage.

In the past period of time, because of the leakage of the thatched cottage, Meng ran and Su Fangfei repaired it for Meng Xingzhi.

"Fortunately, I have Fangfei's help. Otherwise, it will take me a long time to stir fry these two dishes." The old man served Meng ran with dishes and chopsticks.

The food is very simple. The most common Chinese cabbage in winter is pickled cabbage with radish and tofu soup.

A meal was delicious, and the three chatted about some interesting stories from time to time.

Meng ran did not ask why the old man chose to live here, nor did he ask him to return to his ancestral home.

Because Meng ran knows that for Meng Xingzhi, perhaps living here is his best destination and his greatest salvation.

Of course, Meng Ran is also generous to take out the remaining few thousand days Gan, pour a cup for each of the three, leisurely tasting wine.

After eating and drinking, Meng ran came to the point and mentioned the most important purpose of his trip.

"Yu Peng? I knew you would come and ask about him. "

With a faint sigh, the old man took out a slightly faded brown paper bag from under his pillow.

"Everything you want to know about him is in it. After the Dongchuang incident, Changzhi wanted to destroy all the evidence about Peng, so as not to get angry. I robbed these volumes of archives from him... "

When it comes to the eldest son, Meng Changzhi, the old man's look is gloomy, and he is a little sad.

Meng ran just gently nodded, and then took the information seriously and looked it up directly.

While Meng Ran is checking the information about Yu Peng, he is also talking about Yu Peng in his mind.

"Yu Peng, who came to visit me several times in my ancestral home, gave me the first feeling that he was smart and was born to be a businessman..."

Meng ran at a glance, all the information, word for word printed in his mind, at the same time is a mind two use, carefully listen to every word of the old man.

"It's not good for Yu Peng not to be greedy for cups. Besides some good tea, I really can't remember what other hobbies he has."

Looking back on his face, the old man couldn't remember what happened then.

"Tea ceremony Kendo Admiring Japanese culture... " Meng Ran's dark pupil, there seems to be a fine light flashing, there is a faint judgment!