Rebirth of a Farmhouse with Space

As expected, from a distance, they saw many ghosts queuing up to drink Meng Po soup on the Naihe Bridge. Yan Di took Nan Zhaozhao over. When Meng Po saw Yan Di coming, she not only didn't salute but also didn't give him a good look. However, Yan Di seemed to have gotten used to it. Since Meng Po ignored him, he took the initiative to greet Meng Po! "Are you busy?"

"You don't have eyes!"

Meng Po's words made Emperor Yan speechless. His temper was really amazing. "How about I help you?"

Meng Po rolled her eyes at Emperor Yan and replied unhappily, "Thank you, but if you really want to help me, you can't assign me less work. Look, there are so many ghosts waiting in line for soup. I can't even make enough soup. To be honest, I want to die too. I also want to leave this crappy place. It's too damn tiring!"

"Meng Po, calm down. There's nothing we can do about it. You're the only one who knows how to do this. Just hold on. Once you're through this peak period of reincarnation, I'll let you take a break and relax!"

"Hmph, stop flattering me. I won't fall for it. Tell me, what do you want from me?" Meng Po placed the soup spoon in the soup pot, turned around and sat on her exclusive lounge chair!

However, Emperor Yan was still standing straight opposite her, just watching Meng Po sit down and rest in front of him without restraint. What could he say? It was rare to have powerful subordinates, so he could only pamper her!

"Meng Qing, this is my junior sister. I brought her here so you can get to know her. She is still young and may come here often in the future, so I thought of bringing her here to say hello to you!" After introducing her, Yan Di hurriedly asked Nan Zhaozhao to call her, "Quick, call her!"

Nan Zhaozhao seemed to have just come to her senses and said hurriedly, "Ah, oh, hello Sister Meng!"

"Meng, sister? Little girl, do you know how old I am? Just call me sister!"

Nan Zhaozhao smiled sweetly and replied, "My mother said that anyone who is good-looking, beautiful and kind-hearted can be a young lady!"

Meng Po was stunned. The bad mood that had been in her heart for many years and was oppressed by others suddenly disappeared with Nan Zhaozhao's words. What a beautiful and kind-hearted young lady, hahaha, she is fifteen thousand years old, but today she is called "Miss" by a little girl who is less than ten years old. Who can understand this naive feeling!

Meng Po, who was originally leaning back, sat up straighter. She waved to Nan Zhaozhao. Nan Zhaozhao looked at Qin Guang, who indicated that it was okay and that she could go if she wanted. Then Nan Zhaozhao came to Meng Po. Meng Po took Nan Zhaozhao's hand, pointed at Qin Guang and asked, "Little sister, is he really your senior brother? Not your father?"

Qin Guang was speechless. Meng Po's ability to speak venomously was still as good as ever, and she never let anyone down. "Meng Po, stop talking nonsense in front of the child!"

"Why are you in such a hurry? What's fake won't be real, and what's real won't be fake. I'm just asking, why are you so panicked!"

"Why should I panic? She is my real junior sister, from the same master!"

At this moment, a ghost messenger hurried over and knelt beside Qin Guang and said, "Your Majesty, there is something wrong with the Ghost Gate in the south. The judge ordered me to ask you to go over and take a look!"

Yan Di turned around and looked at Nan Zhaozhao, feeling a little embarrassed. The scenes of ghosts making trouble in the underworld were usually very tragic. Zhaozhao was still so young, and seeing it would definitely leave a psychological trauma in her heart. If he didn't bring her with him, he was worried that she would be bullied by other ghosts. Just when Yan Di was struggling with the choice, Meng Po waved her hand and said, "Oh, forget it, you go, leave this little girl here, I'll watch over her for a while!"

With Meng Po helping to look after Yan Di, Yan Di was naturally relieved. He said, "Thank you very much, Meng Po. After this busy period, I will give you a long vacation so that you can relax!"

"Okay, you've said this so many times, but you've never fulfilled your promise. Go ahead. I don't want to hear your empty promises anymore!"

"Then I'll be back soon!"

"go Go!"

After Emperor Yan left, Nan Zhaozhao was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, no longer restrained. "Little sister, you know, you are very famous among us!"

Meng Po was in a good mood and raised her eyebrows and asked, "Oh, really? Then tell me how I became famous!"

Nan Zhaozhao thought for a moment and replied, "Well, many people say that if only there was a bowl of Mengpo soup to drink, then I would never love you again. Some people also say that why there is no Mengpo soup in this world, if there was Mengpo soup I would not be so miserable. Some people also say that I really want to give you a bowl of Mengpo soup, and if I give you Mengpo soup you will never remember that person again. And...!"

Meng Po couldn't tell what she felt when she heard what Nan Zhaozhao said, but it was not a good mood. Everyone thinks that if they do something wrong, drinking a bowl of Meng Po soup will solve everything, but if they had known this earlier, why did they do it in the first place!

"Miss, what do you think Mengpo soup tastes like? Is it delicious?"

Meng Po raised her delicate hand and lifted the hair beside her ear, then smiled and said, "Why, you want to drink too?"

Nan Zhaozhao licked the corner of her mouth and nodded with a smile, "So many people are lining up to drink the soup you made, so this soup must be delicious. Good sister, I want to drink it too!"

Meng Po smiled, "It's not difficult to drink the soup. Uncle, after drinking the soup, you will forget everything. Do you still want to drink it?"

"Forget everything? No, I have a good memory and I will definitely not forget it!" Nan Zhaozhao was very confident in her memory. It was only eight or nine years from her birth to now. The only major event she had to remember in the future was revenge on Song Daya, nothing else. Her parents were dead, and her two brothers, even if she didn't remember them, they would remember her. At worst, she could go back and cultivate feelings with her two brothers, and her memory would come back!

"Well, you said it yourself. You said you wanted to taste it. I didn't force you to drink it!"

Nan Zhaozhao nodded, "Yes, I want to drink it myself!"

In fact, Meng Po was still a little excited. If this girl drank the love-forgetting soup, would Emperor Yan get angry later? I was looking forward to it!

"Then go ahead, the soup pot is right there, just scoop some and drink it yourself, but don't drink too much!"

Nan Zhaozhao was delighted, "Hey!"

I'm still looking forward to it. The soup cooked by Miss Mengpo is famous far and wide. She must have used some connections to be able to jump the queue and have a bowl of soup!

Nan Zhaozhao had just scooped a bowl of soup for herself, but before she put it to her mouth, Meng Po stopped her and said, "Wait!"

Nan Zhaozhao was stunned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Little girl, did your senior bring you here to ask for contact information?"

Nan Zhaozhao nodded, "Ah, yes, didn't you say that just now?"