Chapter 725： Murderer of Meng's mother

Chapter 725 The Murderer Who Killed Mother Meng

Especially when he mentioned his mother's passing, his eyes were a little wrong. The old lady felt that this was a sore spot in his heart, but she couldn't bear to ask further.

The old lady simply said, "Well, you guys just came back, and you're tired looking. I'm going to cook. If you have anything to say, I'll talk to you later. Ayu, talk to Young Master Meng."

Then he went out and dragged Zhao Xi away by the way.

Zhao Xi, "..." He just came back, and he's quite tired. Isn't he qualified to sit down and have a cup of tea?

Feeling grief and indignation in his heart, he still held the old lady's hand neatly and walked quickly, saying as he walked, "Mother, please slow down, tell me what you need to do, and I will help you. Do you need to carry water and chop wood? "

"No, as soon as you come back, don't do all the manual work, just sit behind the stove and help me make the fire."

"Damn, you must have misunderstood me. Although it is quite tiring to come back from the road, it is not a problem to be physically strong and do physical work. You don't look at A Yun's martial arts and look very powerful, in fact, I am also very good. Yes. You see, I am skilled in medicine, and I am capable of both civil and martial arts, and I am also thoughtful in speaking."

So look at me, don't think I'm a fool just because I've played the role of a fool. Ignore my abilities, I'm no worse than Ah Yun.

The two 'grandfathers and grandsons' carried the fish that Shu Yu had packed back to the kitchen while they were talking, and the voices gradually faded away.

Shu Yu then stepped forward and said, "Are you tired, do you want to go back to the room to rest for a while? I'm not in a hurry for other things, and I'll talk about it later."

The old lady could see his mood changes when he mentioned his mother, how could Shu Yu not see it.

And although he only said a short sentence just now, the amount of information contained in it is quite a bit.

My mother passed away, and there is an adoptive father.

Meng Yunzheng shook his head, he let out a breath slowly, "No, I was planning to tell you."

His eyes were firm, Shu Yu pursed his lips, and pulled him into the room.

After closing the door, she sat across from the round table and poured him a glass of water, "Okay, say it, I'll listen."

Meng Yunzheng laughed, but this smile was exactly the same as when Shu Yu first saw him - bright and gentle, but fake.

Since Shu Yu pierced his insincere smile, Meng Yunzheng had hardly smiled like this in front of him.

This time, he seemed to be habitually putting on this fake smile mask.

Shu Yu didn't say anything this time, just pushed the teacup in front of him.

Meng Yunzheng took a sip, still maintaining that smile, but his voice lowered, "My background is a bit complicated, I'm afraid you might be frightened if you hear it."

Shu Yu thought, can you be more complicated than me? I want to say that I came here through a book, and I have lived in modern times for most of my life, and you are the one who was frightened.

"No, I'm mentally prepared, even if you say you're the prince, I won't be scared."

Meng Yunzheng, "..." is not so exaggerated.

Shu Yu's words made him laugh, and when he was with her, he would always relax unconsciously.

He exhaled and said, "Prince is not so much. If my identity is so sensitive, how can I cooperate with other princes?"

He shook his head, looked in the direction of the window, took another sip of water, and said, "My mother died when I was ten years old. She was killed by someone, and the murderer was my biological father."