I have an ancient god wood space

Chapter 322
"Come here, please. This is a child from a friend's house. Don't be surprised."

Ma Yue greeted the two with a smile. Although Li Dasen was embarrassed, he couldn't help smelling the fragrance on the table.

Meng Linghong also stretched out his hand from the side, and sat down without caring about his old face. When he saw the purple rice porridge on the table, his eyes immediately sparkled.

Good stuff good stuff!

When I saw this purple rice porridge for the first time, I was still in a wheelchair. I never expected that there would be a day when I could rely on purple rice porridge to recover my health.

This purple rice porridge is like a god.

"Come and try the purple rice porridge, eat more vegetables, you're welcome."

Ma Yue greeted and scooped up two bowls of purple rice porridge. They were all from the hot spring villa, so there was no need to hide them. Moreover, when Meng Linghong came in, Ma Yue found that his eyes had completely fallen into the purple rice porridge. .

Obviously, I usually drink a lot.

"thanks, thanks."

On Meng Linghong's side, it wasn't until Ma Yue came over with the bowl that his face regained his composure, and he didn't care about his old face, why would he want an old face for purple rice porridge!
It's not a problem at all!
Comfortably eat a bowl of purple rice porridge, eat some side dishes, I really feel that this is the life of the gods.

This hot spring villa is very good, but the food is not as tasty as Ma Yue's. Fortunately, there is no limit to the purple rice porridge, which is a good thing.

This purple rice porridge...

"Fuck!"

Meng Linghong suddenly exclaimed, seeing that everyone was staring at him, he quickly waved his hands.

"Sorry, sorry, I just remembered that I forgot the business."

Ma Yue laughed, looked at Meng Linghong and then at Cui Anping, feeling that the old and the young were quite compatible.

After wiping his mouth, Meng Linghong said.

"Mr. Ma, in fact, I came here this time to ask for something."

"Mr. Ma may not know me, but my legs have been bad for more than 20 years. It was Mr. Ma's purple rice porridge that brought me back to health. This time it is also about this matter. I hope Mr. Ma can help."

Ma Wanguo and the two listened to nothing. After all, it seemed that the things their son made had medicinal value. They felt that their health was getting better and better recently, and they seldom even caught colds.

Maybe it's because I eat home-grown vegetables every day!

Cui Anping opened his mouth unconsciously, wanting to complain about Ma Yue's violent waste of things. This kind of aura-rich vegetables and fruits are absolutely priceless in the ancient martial arts world.

If Ma Yue used the method of cultivating these to cultivate the elixir, it would be——

To say it caused an uproar would be an understatement.

This Ma Yue really doesn't take these things as a thing...

"Is there anything I can help with?"

Ma Yue didn't know what Cui Anping was complaining about, so he looked over at Meng Linghong and asked.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Linghong unconsciously glanced at Ma Wanguo and the other three, and Ma Wanguo immediately understood what they meant.

However, at the moment when he got up and said he was going to leave, it was Ma Yue who stopped him with a serious face.

"Old Mr. Meng, just speak up if you have something to say, there is no need to hide anything?"

Although what happened to me may be unimaginable, but my parents are not fools, deliberately hiding it from them will make them worry.

It is not a big deal to grow medicinal materials by yourself to have medical effects. Let them understand some things slowly, so as to save yourself from being confused in the future.

Just such a sentence made Ma Wanguo feel a little touched. His son has many secrets that he knows, and to be honest, he is worried.

Know more, maybe you can worry less!

After thinking about it, he sat down quietly.

When Meng Linghong saw this scene, although he was a little hesitant on his face, he still spoke.

"Actually, it's an old friend of mine. He didn't know why he suddenly fell into a coma recently. He consulted many experts but it didn't work. So I want Mr. Ma to go over and have a look. Is it okay?"

"I don't say it will be cured, but it is a hope anyway."

"Don't worry, in terms of diagnosis and treatment fees, it will definitely be a heavy reward. I hope Mr. Ma will consider it."

Perhaps there were outsiders around, but Meng Linghong mostly kept his mouth shut, avoiding the important things and neglecting the important ones.

Ma Yue had some vague guesses, but he didn't say it clearly, and asked after thinking about it.

"Where are the people?"

"Do you agree?"

Meng Linghong exclaimed, and couldn't believe his ears.

"I'm not sure if it can be treated, but it can be seen."

Ma Yue smiled with a casual voice.

"Good good!"

Meng Linghong nodded repeatedly, his voice firm.

"Because he is in a coma, we can only go there. He is now in Guangdong Province. When will Mr. Ma be free?"

"This……"

Ma Yue thought about it, and it seems that there is nothing wrong recently, so it doesn't matter if he makes some money.

"Can tomorrow be okay? It's late today, and it's not convenient to go there."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Meng Linghong laughed gradually, and his face showed a sigh of relief.

"In this case, I will stay at the Hot Spring Villa tonight. How about we go to the airport to Guangdong Province tomorrow morning?"

"Row."

Ma Yue nodded and did not object, the timing was quite appropriate.

That is to say, after finishing the business, the scene became more and more warm, and everyone was busy eating, so Cui Anping's appetite got better.

After chatting for a while in the afternoon, Li Dasen and Li Dasen left. Ma Yue, who wanted to explain something to his parents, found that the old couple was very accepting.

Already cheerful and ready to play mahjong, it is obvious that he has unconditional trust in himself, which makes Ma Yue feel emotional.

"Okay, it's just the two of us, what do you usually do?"

Ma Yue touched someone's carrot head, Cui Anping silently rolled his eyes and sent it over.

"I'm not a three-year-old?"

"cut……"

Puckering his mouth, Ma Yue was about to say something, but suddenly felt a 'boom' in his head, and even though he couldn't find the source, he found that it was not the sound in his head, but the Shenmu space.

Looking at Cui Anping playing with his mobile phone, Ma Yue had no choice but to speak.

"I'll sleep for a while, you can play by yourself!"

Cui Anping didn't raise his head and waved his hands, Ma Yue went into his room, not forgetting to let Ah Da keep an eye on this kid.

But don't deal with it yourself, this guy has another accident.

After entering the room, the door was closed and locked, Ma Yue disappeared into the room and reappeared in the Shenmu space.

However, what is surprising is that the visibility in the space is basically zero, as if it has just experienced an explosion.

"What the hell?"

Ma Yue couldn't help complaining, are the guys here planning to demolish their lair?

It's not the seed of a king, so why did he start the business of demolishing houses.

"call……"

He took a breath and gradually collected the surrounding aura, and then he saw the four guys lying on the scene sprawled, and someone who was frightened inside the eggshell.

Picking up the snake's tail and flicking it, a certain snake opened its big black eyes, and burst into tears immediately.

"Fuck, Ma Yue, I thought I wouldn't see you anymore..."

(End of this chapter)