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Han Yong loved and hated the mastiff.

Seeing such an awe-inspiring big fellow, Han Yong wanted to go over and give it a hug.

However, when Han Yong thought of the ferocious force behind this attack, he felt fear in his heart. His skills weren't bad either, but in front of a few well-trained Tibetan mastiffs, he was too weak to withstand a single blow. Han Yong reckoned that even if he had a gun in his hands, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

Chef Mute greeted Han Yong. He signaled Han Yong to enter the inner courtyard.

Chef Mute led a few Tibetan mastiffs out of the outer courtyard and inspected the area while there weren't many people around.

This place was quite remote, and Xiao Meng Han had secretly bought many places with the help of Yang Meng's name.

After confirming that there was no danger around, Chef Mute went back to the yard to let the Tibetan mastiffs take turns being on guard. He went to the kitchen to prepare his food and also to the breakfast of the Tibetan mastiff.

The food that the mastiffs ate alone required Chef Mute to prepare for a long time. He had to first taste the food that the mastiffs ate.

Han Yong poured a cup of coffee for himself to calm down. Looking at Sima Yunshu's dazed expression, he guessed who it was and asked her if she wanted a cup of coffee.

Sima Yun Shu mustered up her courage and said to Han Yong, "Mister Han, can I ask you something?"

"Is it about the sea of trees?" He looked at Sima Yunshu's flushed face and told her, "Don't worry. The next time I come, I'll bring him with me. But since he's here, I can't leave."

Sima Yunshu was so excited that her whole body was trembling. Her voice was trembling, "It's true!"

"En, but I need to get Meng Han's permission first. Don't worry, I will do what I have to do here."

Sima Yunshu tried her best to restrain the heat waves in her eyes; she was about to see Lin Hai. She excitedly nodded her head, turned around and ran back upstairs, bumping into Mo Xiaoxiao who was about to go downstairs.

"Eh, what is this?" Mo Xiaoxiao raised her hand and looked at the liquid that appeared on her palm after touching Sima Yunshu's face. She looked at her doubtfully and immediately cried out, "You're crying, who bullied you? Tell me, I'll go beat him up."

When Han Yong, who was drinking coffee downstairs, heard the fierce words of Mo Xiaoxiao, he coughed and gulped down a mouthful of coffee. That terrible taste caused him to be unable to breathe for a long time.

Ever since Xiao Meng Han broke into Qiu Hong's house in the middle of the night, Yang Meng had brought his to live in his villa outside of the city.

Qiu Hong had not wanted to go to her hotel, as it was a long way from here. Driving to the car every day made her feel tired.

However, Yang Meng was extremely domineering. Yang Meng had found two strong female soldiers to serve as bodyguards for Qiu Hong. He followed Qiu Hong closely.

At the same time, Yang Meng also began to investigate where the daughter of Qiu Hong was.

So many things have changed over the years.

Not to mention the narrow streets, which had already become high-end office buildings with bright windows and clean windows, even those people from back then had all left to find a better way to develop.

The old people and children that were left behind either couldn't remember clearly or didn't know.

Yang Meng had to put in a lot of effort in his investigations. Later on, he found a professional detective agency.

He wanted to give Qiu Hong a surprise. At the same time, he was also doing his best to recuperate, because he had heard that there was someone who had a child at the age of sixty and was still healthy.

For this reason, Yang Meng also gave up on many bad habits, such as rubbing a few handfuls of them, eating game food, and smoking. For this reason, Yang Meng even gave up many bad habits, such as rubbing a few handfuls of them, such as eating game food and smoking.

With regards to Xiao Zhenhai suddenly visiting an old friend, Yang Meng was truly shocked.

Because Xiao Zhenhai was in casual clothes, Yang Meng had taken off his boss's aura when he drove here. This was the first time he wore underpants with Xiao Zhenhai in the living room to reminisce about the old days.

Although they didn't have much contact in the past few years, it didn't seem to have created any estrangement between them.

With the fragrance of Longjing, they talked about the tough years, those days when there was no meat to satisfy their craving. Xiao Zhenhai and Yang Meng looked at each other and laughed heartily.

They had also learned how to weave tree branches into nets to satisfy their craving, but their craving had yet to be quelled. Instead, they created a fishy smell all over their bodies, which was then suppressed and written down by their superiors.

Speaking of eating fish, Yang Meng slapped his forehead with his big hands and said, "Come, let's go eat a fish head hotpot. Previously, someone told me that a family's place was pretty good.

Xiao Zhenhai shook his head. He said that he was old and that it wasn't long before his body was covered in dust.

"Let's go, my old superior. I have a hard time treating you. If you don't give me face, then I will have to ask for punishment. You even blame me for raising Meng Han's pet dog."

Pet dog? That was their Xiao family's most beloved great-grandson.

Xiao Zhenhai sighed. He still hadn't personally met his great-grandson! But he couldn't tell this to Yang Meng.

Another reason why Yang Meng invited Xiao Zhenhai to eat fish head hotpot was because Qiu Hong was coming back.

He didn't want them to be embarrassed. After all, Qiu Hong and Xiao Zhenhai's daughter-in-law were good friends. They had a tacit understanding not to mention women.

Two old men, both over a hundred years old, drove their cars, running in the direction of the setting sun, towards the hot pot stall in the suburbs that was recommended to Yang Meng.

Far from the hustle and bustle of the city, the air was fresh without the smell of gasoline.

Xiao Zhenhai lowered the window and slowed down, quietly feeling the peace given by the dusk. He felt as if he had seen a young man many years ago carrying an earthen spear and never looking back from his home that had been engulfed in flames.

Xiao Zhenhai suddenly wanted to smoke. He did not have any cigarettes in his car. He turned around and asked Yang Meng if he brought one.

Yang Meng was stunned for a moment before smiling. He waved his hand and told Xiao Zhenhai, "I give up."

"He really quit? You've been a smoker for so many years. " Xiao Zhenhai couldn't believe it. Only now did he recall that they did not see Yang Meng smoking when they were talking.

However, this thing that seeped into his heart and lungs, he really had to give up. How much perseverance did he have!?

Yang Meng just nodded. He didn't say why he quit because he couldn't lie to Xiao Zhenhai.

Explaining the reason was quite awkward. He was old and still wanted to give birth to a son, but no matter how thick-skinned Yang Meng was, he still felt his ears go slightly hot.

"That's true. Back then, we weren't even afraid of the enemy who carried the spear. Why would we be afraid of a small cigarette!?" Go away, go away. "

"Old Xiao, sometimes I really admire you. There aren't many of us who have made it past the barrage of bullets back then. There aren't many left, and there aren't many who can truly enjoy the bliss of the heavens." Yang Meng deliberated over his words. In the end, he felt upset. He had been alone for so many years, and he had never dared to remarry.

The aura surrounding his body was also a kind of suffocating shackle. In the end, Yang Meng sighed and swallowed the rest of his words.

Xiao Zhenhai smiled. Every family had its own problems.

Even in his dreams, Xiao Zhenhai wished to enjoy the bliss of heaven. However, he did not know whether he would be able to enjoy it when he closed his eyes.