There is no way my vest will fall off!

The two pushed Grandpa Meng back to the store. Father Meng saw Meng Ziqiu coming back, but he just paused because his attention fell on Xu Qian who was beside Meng Ziqiu. He touched his arm, there was a mark there, and it was getting slightly hot.

Xu Qian looked at his movements and thought of Meng Liangchen. There seemed to be some inscription on Meng Liangchen's arm. It seemed that his father also had such an inscription, but...Meng Ziqiu didn't seem to have this thing?

Xu Qian didn't have time to think more, because at this time Meng Shiyu, that is, Meng's father, spoke to him, his voice was low and not very pleasant, and it sounded a little unbelievable, "...I didn't expect it to be true."

real?what is true

Many questions suddenly appeared in Xu Qian's mind, is it my existence?then what?

Meng Shiyu wiped his hands and pointed to the coffee table and sofa behind him, "Sir, go and sit inside," he said, then turned to Meng Ziqiu, "Take grandpa to the room to rest, just to accompany him."

The meaning in the words is not to let Meng Ziqiu participate in their conversation.

Xu Qian looked at Meng Ziqiu, and was taken aback when he saw him, but in the end Meng Ziqiu didn't refute anything, and pushed the man in with a hum.

When he came inside, Meng Shiyu didn't get straight to the point. Instead, he boiled water and prepared tea leaves. His tea was green tea, and the fragrance that wafted out was somewhat similar to that of Longjing.

The atmosphere seemed a little quiet, he didn't speak, and Xu Qian couldn't talk, the two just waited quietly for the water to boil, and then brewed a pot of tea.

Meng Shiyu poured Xu Qian a cup of tea, the tea was light in color, with white tea foam rolling around the edge.

"Thank you." Xu Qian took the teacup.

Meng Shiyu looked at the tea in front of him calmly, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without any waves.

After drinking a cup of tea, Xu Qian put down the cup and made a crisp crash.

Meng Shiyu seemed to have regained his senses, and refilled another cup for him. While pouring tea, he started today's topic. He was organizing his words just now, "Mr. Jingwei——"

Xu Qian raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect the other party to know this name, so it seems that Brother Thirteen had already foreseen that he would wake up from the ice coffin?And specially arranged for his descendants to 'entertain'?

"...Did you wake up from that mountain?" Meng Shiyu continued to ask.

"Changai Mountain." Xu Qian nodded.

Meng Shiyu was silent for a long time, as if he had confirmed something, and then turned to Xu Qian——

"Meng Shiyu, a disciple of the 140th and seventh generation of Qi Sanzhi, met Mr., and offended him a lot before, please forgive me."

Xu Qian was slightly taken aback, and before he could react, he received a big gift from the other party. He had been in modern society for a long time, and he was not used to the old customs of the past.He hastened to help him up, "Don't be too polite, I'm here for something important, please help me."

Meng Shiyu nodded in response: "I know everything, and I can say everything."

Xu Qian immediately became serious, "Did senior brother leave any message?"

Meng Shiyu thought for a while, then shook his head, and said: "Three branches of Qi have been guarding the mountain for generations, but the suzerain has ordered Yue Jiutang to go up and down to search for a woman named 'Wei'."

"...Wei?" Xu Qian felt a little strange, looking for a woman named "Wei", or looking for a woman from generation to generation, what is the situation?Could it be that she is Brother Thirteen's lover?

Meng Shiyu continued to nod, but it's a pity that they haven't met the right person after so many years of searching.

"Is there any more?" What Xu Qian wanted to know the most was whether his senior brother had left anything about him. Could it be possible to become a woman?

"This..." Meng Shiyu hesitated. After all, it was passed down orally from generation to generation. It is inevitable that some parts will be lost, but as far as he knows, that is all. "I have never heard of the others."

"...Thank you." Xu Qian also expected that they would not know too much, but now not only did he not give him an answer, but he also had an extra question.

Seeing his sad face, Meng Shiyu thought of something, and said: "Sir, if you have any doubts, you might as well go to the people in Yuejiutang, maybe they will know something."

"Is there a contact number for Yue Jiutang?" Xu Qian felt a little weird after he finished speaking. "Sour words" and modern "phone" are really a very wonderful combination.

"Electricity, telephone..." Meng Shiyu seemed to be aware of this problem. Thinking that this person was brought by his eldest son, and judging by the way they got along, the two should have known each other for a while, although he was a little surprised by the other party's ability to accept modern times. , but it would be better to be able to speak the vernacular.

"Yes, the phone." This is a modern society, who doesn't have a mobile phone, why run away when things that can be done with a phone call!

"Sir, wait a moment, I'll go look for it." Meng Shiyu turned around and went to Grandpa Meng's room. Grandpa Meng had a wooden box with a phone book in it. Occasionally, when he was awake, he would call his old friends to contact him. , there may be Yue Jiutang's contact number in it.

About 2 minutes later, Meng Shiyu came over with a small notebook, which was wrapped in cowhide, the size of a palm.

Meng Shiyu directly turned to the last page, on which was written a landline number and the word 'Nine', which should be the Yue Jiutang they needed.

Xu Qian took out his mobile phone, and under Meng Shiyu's gaze, he input the phone number very skillfully, then called, and then——

"...It's an empty number." Xu Qian said.

"Empty number..." Meng Shiyu was stunned for two seconds. He really didn't expect this. It may be because of the long time. In addition, it is a landline, so relocation is not impossible.

"...Do you know the address?" Xu Qian thought he had to go there by himself.

"Address..." Meng Shiyu set his sights on Grandpa Meng's room. Only Grandpa Meng knew this address.

Xu Qian knew the inside story, and he didn't force him to know at this moment. He left his phone number for Meng Shiyu, and asked Meng Shiyu to ask for help. If you have any news, please contact him, and the other party readily agreed.

Because it was getting late, Meng Shiyu left the two of them to have dinner at home, and then tidied up a clean room and came out. Meng Ziqiu had his own room, which was cleaned when he came back last time. This room was prepared for Xu Qian. .

Xu Qian thought that Meng Ziqiu and his family hadn't seen each other for a long time, so he agreed.

It's just that when eating, Meng Ziqiu changed his previous bold and unrestrained style, and ate very "reserved", and seemed a little cautious, which made Xu Qian not used to it for a while, but he didn't say it to his face.

It wasn't until after dinner that they went back to the bedroom to rest that Xu Qian knocked on Meng Ziqiu's WeChat alone and asked him why he was so unfamiliar with his family.

Meng Ziqiu:

no……

Xu Qian:

/roll eyes

Meng Ziqiu:

Well, it’s really nothing. My dad and I have been in this relationship since we were young, and he’s even stranger to my younger brother.

Xu Qian:

???

Meng Ziqiu:

Maybe it's because of my mother, she died when my brother was born.

Xu Qian:

...Sorry to interrupt, let's change the subject.

Meng Ziqiu:

Although he doesn't like to talk to us very much, we both have what we should have, and grandpa is also very kind to us, maybe it's because of the hurdle in his heart that we can't get over.

Xu Qian felt that Meng Ziqiu's tone seemed a little too calm, like a bystander, but he couldn't tell what was wrong with it. After all, it was a private matter, so it was not easy to ask.

Talking about this, Xu Qian thought of Meng Liangchen in school. If Meng Ziqiu hadn't said so, he might not have imagined that such a thing happened behind the two brothers. Fortunately, the relationship between the two brothers was good, and neither of them grew Wrong, in Meng Ziqiu's words, it means that both of them have grown up well under the expectation of their grandfather, which is considered a good thing.

Thinking of this, Xu Qian switched the main perspective back to the puppet in the school. The dormitory is still lively at this time. It is only nine o'clock in the evening, and there is still a long time before the lights are turned off. In their six-person dormitory, apart from Qin You, the rest Several of them are playing games or talking on the phone with their partners.

"Qin You, are you awake?" It was Fang Zhe who spoke.

Qin You hummed and got off the bed.After returning to the dormitory and taking a shower, he went up to lie down for a while, and didn't even eat dinner, because it was too hot in the afternoon and he didn't have an appetite to eat, and now he was a little hungry.

"I'm going to the cafeteria to eat something, do you have anything to bring?" Qin You took a wet towel from his desk and wiped his face.

Fang Zhe immediately raised his hand, "Coke Cola!"

Qin You nodded, then looked at the others, "Do you have anything to bring?"

The professional Ren Wei next door hesitated, and raised his hand, "Then bring me a bottle of water, ice, thank you."

Qin You wrote down what they wanted, put on a pair of slippers and left the dormitory.

His upper body is a crumpled T-shirt (sleeping), a pair of casual shorts, and a pair of slippers. He is an extremely real image of a 'male college student', without any trace of fakery.

Qin You slowly came to the nearest cafeteria. There were more people in the cafeteria than he had imagined. Most of them were students who had just come out of the school library. The library closed at nine o'clock, so they could have a supper after studying.

Qin You ordered a bowl of rice noodles, and asked his aunt to add two pieces of char siew pork, which was quite a sumptuous supper, ah no, it was dinner.

While waiting, Qin You sent a WeChat message to Meng Liangchen, asking where he was, and soon, the other person replied, saying that he was playing a black match with his roommates in the dormitory. Don't think about it.

Seeing this, Qin You laughed. Meng Liangchen, a male college student's daily life, has been replaced very quickly. Now he can play games with his roommates, just like himself...

Qin You was stunned suddenly.

Didn't he once live for others...

Thinking of this, Qin You looked at Meng Liangchen's account again. His avatar was an anime character, but Meng Liangchen didn't know who this anime character was at all. It was just someone else was using it, so he followed suit. There was nothing special about it. reason.

Now think about it...

Qin You only hoped that he was thinking too much.

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