Chapter 129: 129 Calculation

Chapter 129 129 Each calculation

Meng Shichun also wanted to find Mr. Sang.

Sang Tieyuan didn't come back, she couldn't do anything for the time being, she could only go to Mr. Sang to show her presence in front of Mr. Sang, so that she could do things later.

"Dad, I haven't been back for a long time, and some acquaintances haven't been in touch often. I just met today. I'll go say hello."

Meng Tianshou nodded: "Go, Mo's house is big, don't get lost, and don't delay the banquet, come back early."

"good."

Meng Shichun left following Mulberry, Mulberry, Ye, Lan Tianqin and the others, so there was no need to worry about the old man being taken care of.

Like Mr. Lan, people of Meng Tianshou's level are surrounded by guards and ordered by others.

The security of this kind of banquet is also very good. Unless there is a problem with the brain, no one dares to do anything at the banquet.

So the three of Lan Tianqin left with confidence.

However, compared to Meng Shichun, who had inquired about Mr. Sang's location earlier, the three of them were running around like headless chickens.

They can't ask anyone to ask casually, so as not to be arrested and interrogated as someone with evil intentions.

Meng Shichun knew that Mo Lao's residence was in Sanjin's main courtyard, so he went straight to Sanjin through Chaoshou corridor.

However, there are sentries standing guard at the entrance of the third entrance, and there are people patrolling the high places.

No matter whether it is sneaking in or breaking in by force, Meng Shichun will not make such a low-level mistake.

I was just a little disappointed and annoyed.

Usually when I go to Sang's house, the old man Sang refuses to let me in. It's rare to have a chance today, and I want to meet by chance.

It's really annoying to be guarded so tightly.

The old man Sang inside was also very irritable. He slapped the table and shouted loudly: "No, I can't stay anymore. Old man Mo, take me to your martial arts training ground for a few laps."

Meng Shichun was overjoyed, and hurriedly turned and left, blocked by people on the way to the martial arts field.

Several old men and women in the room were so frightened by Mr. Sang's voice that they almost died on the spot.

Mr. Mo, who was talking high-spirited, shook his hands even more angrily: "You, you...you reckless man, take care of my rosewood table. If a corner is broken, I will take your riding whip."

Mr. Sang was unhappy all of a sudden, and shouted with a stiff neck: "Why, you are such a piece of broken wood, you still want to exchange for my horsewhip. That is an old man who accompanied me on the battlefield and was stained with blood. You have a big face!" .”

Mr. Mo also stared and shouted: "Just because my red sandalwood is expensive, there is no market for it. You have such a broken horsewhip. You just need a few broken horse hairs, add some broken hemp rope, and mend it again. It's worthless, I can trade it for it, you can enjoy it."

Old man Sang was so angry that he slapped the rosewood table again: "Don't be unreasonable, do you want to fight with me?"

"Sang Niu Moo, I celebrate my birthday today, will you give me any **** face?"

"I won't give it to you."

"Will you give it?"

"I won't give it."

"Will you give it?"

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Everyone... They are numb to hearing. The two old men have been arguing for forty years, and the person who has listened the longest has been listening for almost forty years, and his head hurts.

The only old lady said with a wooden face: "Do you still want to go to the training ground?"

These old guys with old arms and legs have to go all out, so they will make trouble with the two old guys.

The noisy two people silenced at once, snorted, turned their heads together, and walked towards the door. When they met at the door, no one would let the other, and they had to go first.

Mr. Mo's thin and small body is no match for Mr. Sang's roughly squared opponent. When Mr. Sang gently pushed him with his buttocks, he kicked and stepped back a few steps, and was caught by his own guards with a dumb face.

The guard is very calm. The two old men have been playing this trick for decades, and they enjoy it very much. As a guard, it is very easy to catch it.

Mr. Mo's face was flushed with anger, and he hopped regardless of his image. Thanks to his elegant long straight gown, dark red color, and hand-embroidered Pedigree, his charm was completely ruined by such a hop, and it brought out a sense of obscenity. .

Old man Sang is so embarrassing, he has never lost in a competition of force.

Walking out in big strides, especially arrogant.

Others didn't see it. They are more than a hundred years old together, and they are not as immature as a three-year-old child.

Mr. Mo's martial arts training ground is just a decoration, and he doesn't like martial arts.

But he specially used his own martial arts training ground to lure Mr. Sang over to play.

For this purpose, a yard was specially remodeled. There are everything in it, which is much more high-end and richer than the utensils in the waste recycling yard of Mr. Sang.

People come here to clean up every day, and Mr. Mo will always call Mr. Sang over to show off.

Old man Sang cares about playing by himself, so he doesn't pay attention to Mo Lao's showing off. It's not good to play for nothing, idiot.

So, Mr. Sang is quite familiar with this place.

To put it bluntly, this place was built by Mr. Mo for Mr. Sang.

The two old men love each other and kill each other. In the words of later generations, they are a pair of old CPs.

Other old men and old ladies are not as fond of Wu as old man Sang.

But they all retired from the battlefield. They are quite interested in these things, and they can play two tricks from time to time, and they can also strengthen their bodies.

The training ground is in Sanjin, the courtyard next to the old man's residence.

Meng Shichun thought very well, let's meet by chance.

But there are many guards around, she can't enter three times at all, can't get close, and can only watch the old man pass by her from a distance.

After finally getting rid of Yumeng under Wei Song's command, he was lucky enough to get here and successfully met Meng Shichun.

Wei Song knew about Yu Meng's tricks, but he didn't respond.

Since he said he was recruited as a handyman, he had to do the handyman. On the surface, he had to stand firm.

As for what Yu dreams of doing, he can turn a blind eye and pretend not to know, but he can't help.

So, he did what a chef should do. As for Yu Meng running away secretly, he couldn't care less.

Even if Yu Meng did something, his responsibility would not be that great.

Wei Song thought very well, but Yu Meng didn't care, and focused on looking for Meng Shichun.

She felt that she was very lucky. Not only did she meet Meng Shichun, but she didn't have to think of excuses to bring up the topic of Sang Dazhuang. Sure enough, God was helping her.

"Oh, that old man looks familiar."

An exclamation sounded beside Meng Shichun.

Meng Shichun frowned, turned his head in disgust, and saw a disheveled woman very close to him.

The anger that had nowhere to vent suddenly found an outlet, and he scolded with a sullen face.

"Where is the crazy woman, do you know where this is and dare to break into it?"

Yumeng was furious. Although she relied on Meng Shichun to get well in her previous generation, she was always treated like a dog in front of her and suffered a lot of humiliation.

Meng Shichun will look at her face now, just like in the previous life, which makes her resentful.

But she can't show it, she can't be angry.

He could only smile flatteringly and say, "It's you, comrade. I didn't intrude here. I'm here to deliver tea." He raised the tray in his hand as a gesture.

"Send tea?" Meng Shixia looked at Yu Meng in disgust. His clothes were barely noticeable, but his disheveled appearance was really disgusting.

It looks like this, not the way work should be.

Serving tea and delivering water will not be done by such a poor person.

Yumeng nodded again and again: "Yes, I was helping out in the kitchen by delivering tea, and by the way, I learned from my relatives. Everyone is busy, and a comrade who is dedicated to delivering tea has a temporary stomachache, so I will take it for her."

This replacement cost a hundred yuan, and Yu Meng was so distressed that he bled.

Meng Shichun was noncommittal, this woman's eyes were full of calculations, and she didn't believe her words.

Yumeng smiled again and said: "Do you know who that old man is? He really looks like someone I know. They might be relatives. I've never seen anyone so similar."

Meng Shichun let out a soft snort, this woman has a big heart and wants to cling to the Sang family.

"Really, who is your relative?"

Yumeng was secretly delighted, and was just waiting for Meng Shichun to ask.

"It's my relative who was waiting at the train station last time."

Speaking of the train station last time, Meng Shichun's face darkened instantly.

Yumeng didn't seem to see it, and continued: "That's my ex-brother-in-law, who divorced my sister and came to the Imperial Capital to develop. I just found someone else."

"As for him, he really resembles the old man in front of him. Because his figure is so distinctive, he left a deep impression on him. Not to mention his appearance, but just his physique, there are not many people who can look so similar gone."

"My ex-brother-in-law was brought up by a widowed mother. It is said that when his mother was pregnant with him, he separated from his father. The mother and son depended on each other, and they have been looking forward to finding their father."

"If they are really relatives, my aunt will be very happy when she finds out."

Yumeng seems to have no intention of speaking, but Meng Shichun, the listener, really cares.

As Yu Meng said, there are not many people in this world who can grow such a physique.

If it is true, based on age, her so-called brother-in-law must be Sang Tieyuan's seed.

There is also that woman, the daughter-in-law of Sang Tieyuan who died in the small village.

Meng Shichun was a little anxious. If the old woman hadn't died, according to Sang Tieyuan's temperament, she would definitely be found.

At that time, my own calculations will be in vain.

Whether it was true or not, Meng Shichun would not allow such a thing to happen.

Converged the disgust and disgust on his face, and became closer.

"We have met twice, and we are destined. I don't know your name yet."

Yumeng was secretly happy and a little mocking in her heart, but she was still calculating and changing her face as usual.

With a simple and harmless face, he said: "My surname is Yu, and my name is Yu Meng. I also feel that I am related to comrades."

Meng Shichun chuckled lightly: "Yeah, where is your ex-brother-in-law? Elder Sang and I still have some friendship, why don't you call him over and I'll introduce them. If it's really a relative, it's a kind deed. "

Yumeng is not stupid, she told the news about Sang Dazhuang, Sang Dazhuang is afraid that he will not live until tomorrow, she still counts on Sang Dazhuang to make a fortune, although she also wishes Sang Dazhuang to die, but she has to die Value is not.

"What a coincidence, the ex-brother-in-law heard about his father in the south, so he went to the south. He has been away for a while. I don't know where he went and when he will come back."

"However, I know where their hometown is. If comrades are able, please ask your aunt to find out if they are lost relatives. After all, the ex-brother-in-law has never seen father and grandfather."

Meng Shichun narrowed his eyes slightly, which was really unfortunate.

"That's fine, please give me the address, comrade, and I'll ask someone to ask."

"OK."

Yumeng finally let go of her troubled heart, and this favor is considered stable.