Rebirth: Taking the Enemy to Cultivate Immortals

Zhou Mingxuan's small face covered by his hand was blank for a moment, he didn't understand how the topic changed to eating, he hesitated and didn't speak.

"Are you hungry... If you don't eat, you'll be cold." Meng Lin took his hand off his face and rubbed his head as if nothing had happened, "To save you... I haven't eaten yet today! You won't have the heart to let your benefactor starve! You little guy is too heartless!"

Zhou Mingxuan was a little speechless, the grievances in his stomach were almost dissipated by the boy's interruption, but the boy's pitiful expression on his stomach still made him helpless, so he could only nod helplessly, expressing that he was also hungry.

Meng Lin grinned, and greeted Mo Xue who was still running around. Mo Xue heard the little master calling her to run up to his footsteps, hugged his calf skillfully, and came back in the familiar dizziness. home.

Meng Lin let go of Zhou Mingxuan's shoulder and said, "...Let's go! I'm going to starve to death...Aren't you hungry if you haven't eaten for so many days?"

Zhou Mingxuan felt that he had come to a place he often visited in a blink of an eye, and he was a little dazed. Could it be that brother Lin is a fairy?Otherwise, how could such a miraculous thing happen?With too much imagination, he followed the boy and was pushed to the chair in the living room, obediently waiting for the boy to heat up the meal.

Meng Lin went to the kitchen and took out all the meals packed in the ring on the way and warmed them up, brought them to the table and sat down, "Eat quickly! I ordered these just for you..."

Zhou Mingxuan picked up the chopsticks and took a sip of the porridge slowly, as if his appetite had been whetted. His stomach, which had never felt any sensation, began to sing an empty plan. He quickly drank the whole bowl of porridge, "...I want more eat."

Meng Lin helped him fill half a bowl of porridge, "Eat slowly, there are still dishes on the table." Picking up chopsticks, he put a chicken leg into the empty bowl next to him, smiled at him, and then picked it up without moving. The chopsticks also started to eat by themselves.

Zhou Mingxuan's eyes were a little sour, he seemed to be fascinated by the diffuse mist in front of his eyes, his throat was choked, his eyes were slightly sore and swollen, eating the chicken leg that Meng Lin gave him, his heart was warm and swollen, and he was haunted by this feeling after he was kidnapped. The uneasiness and fear in my heart were swept away, I blinked vigorously to suppress the sourness in my eyes, and I was slightly fascinated by the side face of the young man eating quietly.

Of course Meng Lin noticed Zhou Mingxuan's burning gaze, he raised his head and smiled at Zhou Mingxuan who seemed to be in a daze, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face? Looking at me like this—"

Zhou Mingxuan blushed, and hurriedly came back to his senses and hurriedly denied: "...no, nothing, I...I just..."

Seeing that he couldn't utter a whole sentence for a long time, Meng Lin laughed, "Okay, I won't tease you! Eat quickly! If you don't eat the vegetables, it will be cold..."

"……Oh"

After eating, the two of them cleared the table and sat on the sofa. Meng Lin turned on the TV and turned down the volume a bit, and then asked what he had been wanting to ask all along, "What should I do now? Shall I inform your grandpa?" , or contact other people?... You can’t let those people’s goals succeed?!”

Zhou Mingxuan shook his head silently, "...I haven't decided whether to let that man know that I'm not dead yet." He is a little conflicted now, on the one hand he wants to expose the man's conspiracy immediately, on the other hand he is afraid After the conspiracy is exposed, the man will jump over the wall in a hurry. He is still too weak to withstand the ensuing storm.

As for his grandfather Zhou Weiguo, thinking of him, Zhou Mingxuan felt a little complicated. He didn't know whose side he would be on if he exposed Zhou Haoyu's true face. After all, he had only been with him for less than a year, and that The man is his own son, he dare not bet.

Meng Lin asked strangely: "Don't you want to expose 'his' conspiracy? When I was in the hospital today, I saw that your grandfather was very worried about you. Do you want me to call now and let him come to see you secretly?"

"Brother Lin, can you not tell Grandpa about this? Let him come here first, okay?"

"Yes." After Meng Lin agreed, he picked up the phone on the coffee table and dialed it. The phone beeped a few times and was connected, and a noisy background sound came from the opposite side, "Hello! I'm Zhou Weiguo, may I ask you..."

"Grandpa Zhou is me, Meng Lin."

"It's Linlin!...Why do you think of calling me so late?"

Meng Lin didn't hear clearly, and wondered why he was so noisy, so he asked, "Grandpa Zhou, where are you? Why are you so noisy..."

"Wait a minute..."

There was a running sound from the microphone, and it took about a minute for the old man's voice to come from the phone, "Sorry! I was in the airport lobby just now, and it was a bit noisy. By the way, what do you want me to do..."

"What are you doing at the airport so late?" Meng Lin didn't answer the old man's question, but instead asked Zhou Weiguo, "Have you decided to go to the imperial capital yet?"

Zhou Weiguo sighed, and said helplessly: "Xiaoxuan has been complaining about face pain since he woke up, his father felt sorry for him and wanted to take him back overnight, I am worried, of course I have to go with him... After all, it is all my fault, Xiao Xuan will have an accident..."

"...Are you in such a hurry?" Could it be that he was afraid that the night would be full of dreams? Meng Lin saw the disappointed and sad expression on the face of Zhou Mingxuan who had been listening to them with his ears upright. He stroked his head comfortingly and said tentatively: "Zhou Mingxuan Grandpa, I have something to do with you, can you go to the imperial capital tomorrow?"

"Can't you talk on the phone?" Zhou Weiguo asked strangely.

"...This matter is very important and must be discussed in person."

"But Haoyu has already booked the air ticket for me," Zhou Weiguo hesitated, "Why don't you just talk to me on the phone."

"...I have clues about the person who kidnapped Xiaoxuan. It's not convenient to call, you'd better come over." After speaking, he hung up the phone regardless of the anxious questioning voice of the old man on the other end of the phone.

"... Will he really come?"

"I don't know," Meng Lin shook his head, "But you can take a shower and change your clothes now." Pushing Zhou Mingxuan to the bathroom, he took out the clothes he bought in advance, "Can you wash? Do you want me to help?" you wash?"

Zhou Mingxuan snatched the clothes from the boy's hand, and didn't show any surprise at his sudden change of things. He was no longer surprised, and pushed the boy out of the door with a blushing face, "I'm ten years old this year. , don't treat me like a child..."

Meng Lin was a little surprised, and compared his height, "How could you be ten years old? I was already taller than you when I was seven or eight years old. Don't fool me. Even if you say you are seven years old, I will believe it..."

Zhou Mingxuan puffed up his cheeks, "...the men in our family develop late, so don't underestimate me, maybe I will be taller than you when I develop."

Meng Lin smiled perfunctorily, and stroked his head that reached his waist, "...Go take a bath!"

Zhou Mingxuan could see the disbelief on his face, but he didn't argue any more. Facts speak louder than words.It has been an hour since he came out of the shower, and he is also a clean person. He feels that he stinks after not taking a shower for so long. I don't know if Brother Lin smelled him?

He was wiping his hair that was still dripping, and he heard voices coming from the living room as soon as he walked into the living room. He quietly hid behind the door and did not go out immediately.

Not long after Zhou Weiguo came here, he thought about it in the airport. He really didn't want the group of people who hurt his grandson to go unpunished. Although he didn't know if what the young man said was true or not, how did he know that the police had searched for so long and couldn't find any traces? , but he gritted his teeth against those people and didn't care too much. Now that his grandson has his father by his side, it doesn't matter if he doesn't go.

After figuring this out, Zhou Weiguo went directly to his son and said that he still had some personal matters to attend to, and he would not be able to go to the imperial capital until later.

Zhou Haoyu pretended to stay a few words before agreeing. If the old man didn't go with him, he would have more room to control. If he didn't want to bring a witness, he would have taken his son and left long ago. Who would be bothered? So much nonsense with an old man.

Of course Zhou Weiguo also saw the indifference in his son's eyes, he didn't say anything more, and left the airport in his car.

When Zhou Weiguo was young, he was a small policeman. He was busy handling cases every day. When he was old, he didn’t have a wife. The job is still a policeman, busy with business every day, naturally neglecting his wife.

Her wife was a strong woman who never complained in front of him until she couldn't stand his absence anymore and filed for divorce when the child was five years old.

Zhou Weiguo didn't understand what was wrong, and tried to persuade her to stay. Unfortunately, his wife was very determined and left the city with the child. He didn't see her for the last time until she died of liver cancer more than ten years later.

The woman passed away within a few days after introducing her eighteen or nineteen-year-old son to him, and Zhou Haoyu was already an adult, and he would only talk to him when he needed money after he was admitted to university. Zhou Weiguo knew the reason for being so indifferent, but he still felt a little bitter in his heart. He only hoped that his grandson's injury would heal soon. Seeing that his son cared about him so much, it seemed that he would have to live alone again in the future.

Soon the car drove to Meng Lin's house, Zhou Weiguo found a parking place, walked to his house and knocked on the door.

The door opened soon, and Meng Lin took the old man into the living room and sat on the sofa. Before he came and said a few words, the old man couldn't wait to ask: "Lin Lin, do you really know who kidnapped Xuan Xuan? ?"

Meng Lin was not in a hurry to explain, and brought him a glass of water, "Don't worry, drink some water first, and listen to my explanation slowly..." He organized his words, and then said: "...It's your son, Zhou Haoyu .”

"puff……"