A day later.

Song Shan is in the courtyard, fiddling with this dream interpretation grass, this dream interpretation grass is not easy to raise, but once it is cultivated, it can live for a long time, its leaves, not only dream interpretation, but also have the effect of settling the nerves, and just like leeks, pick off a piece, and another piece will grow.

"Shanzi, my grandfather wants to see you!"

At noon, Meng Yue walked in, looking not very good, and said to Song Shan.

She was still followed by Fang Nanyi, Fang Nanyi squeezed her eyebrows at Song Shan, Song Shan suddenly understood, this girl should have a showdown with his grandfather, and she should have a little loss in her heart.

"See me?"

Song Shan thought for a while and said, "Do you have to see it!"

"It's best to see it, Old Man Meng is also a person who can stomp his feet and kill a large number of people in Sijiu City, and it won't hurt you to see it!" Fang Nanyi replied.

"If you don't want to see it, you don't have to!"

Meng Yue was direct: "Let's leave!"

"Let's see each other!"

Song Shan sighed, to be honest, he didn't have a good sense of the old man Meng, and he was not very willing to deal with it, but since the old man opened his mouth, he couldn't shirk it, after all, people were powerful and powerful.

Meng Yue didn't know if it was awkward with Old Man Meng or what's wrong, she didn't want to lead the way, it was Meng Yu who came to lead the way.

"Brother Xiao Song, this time my grandfather's matter, thank you, you are the savior of our dream family, in the future in Yanjing, if there is anything, you can speak out, as long as I can do it, I will do it!"

Mengyu has also been scared a lot these days, you must know that the old man Meng is here, and the old man Meng is not there, and the status of the dream family in Sijiu City are two different concepts.

"Don't take it to heart!"

Song Shan smiled.

He saved the old man Meng, just for the sake of Mengyue's face, he didn't ask for anything for the dreamer.

After walking through two corridors, I walked in front of a room, above the room, there is a plaque, listen to the wind and Zhai, this name, elegant, has meaning, most of them are the names that will be used in the ancient study.

Mengyu is calling for wind and rain outside, but at home it is a gas bag, and seeing grandpa is more like a mouse meeting a cat, and when he arrives at the door, he slips away directly.

Song Shan could only knock on the door by himself.

"Come in!"

Inside the room, a deep voice came from the room.

Song Shan directly pushed open the door.

This is really a study, divided into two compartments, the front is a small living room dress, tea table, sofa, neatly arranged, inside are bookshelves, it looks like a small library.

"Here, sit down!"

"Yes!" Song Shan sat down, and then looked up at the old man Meng who was directly opposite.

The old man Meng was a little more angry than before, sitting in front of the tea table, that momentum did have the breath of a golden iron horse, a soldier, temperament, always different from others, but he was wearing a robe, but he had a little more of the bearing of an ancient old Confucian.

He had seen it twice before, but the old man of the dream was asleep, it was the juncture, and he paid attention to the temperament of something, but now it is different, the sleeping one has no lethality, but the sleeping lion wakes up, and one look can make people timid.

"You saved me?" Old Man Meng raised his head, his eyes were like blades, very scary.

"Just in time!"

Song Shan replied.

"What do you want?" said Old Man Meng lightly.

"Anything?" Song Shan asked.

"I have dreamed for three years, and I will repay my kindness!" said the old man in the dream.

"And what if I say, I want the property of the Dream Family?"

Song Shan Road.

"Give!"

Old Man Dream is extraordinary, although his voice is old, he is still as domineering as a tiger.

"The old man is reluctant?" the corners of Song Shan's mouth raised slightly.

"It's just a family property, you can earn it again if you don't have it, I dream of my family, and people live for the most important thing!" The old man said: "You saved me, even if it only allows me to live for a year or two at most, it is of great significance to my dream family!"

These people of the older generation have begun to gradually wither, and if they are alive, they are all fruits, and their influence is too great.

"Rich for only three generations, when the country was founded, there were many red families with more influence than the Dream Family, but there will not be many that can continue to the present, and even maintain its glory to the twenty-first century, the Dream Family has a leader like the old man, no wonder it can play a pivotal role in Sijiu City!"

Song Shan said with some admiration.

The rise and fall of a family, three points of luck, seven points of hard work, the dream family can have today, when the old man Meng won the rank of founding lieutenant general, it was just the beginning, the real reason is the courage of the old man Meng.

"I just need one thing!"

"What's that?"

"That pot of dreams of yours!" Song Shan said.

"That pot of flowers?" Old Man Meng squinted, he never thought that he would almost die because of a pot of flowers.

"What's the use of you?"

"Particularly useful!"

"Then you can take it!" Old Man Meng sighed, he loved epiphany, but he didn't dare to stay by his side with such poisonous words, so he was a favor.

"I can give you whatever you want, but Yueyue can't!" Old Man Meng suddenly said: "I can't hand Yueyue over to you just because you saved me!"

"Huh?"

Song Shan paused for a moment.

Suddenly there was a word in Fang Nanyi's ear when she was about to see the old man, she said that Mengyue and the old man had fallen out, as if she had put herself in the pit, and she didn't say clearly.

"Why?"

Song Shan cleaned up his mood, and a smile rose on the corner of his mouth: "Wouldn't it be okay to exchange a granddaughter for your life!"

"No way!"

Old Man Meng said very firmly: "You saved me, I am grateful to you, but you use this to blackmail Yueyue, I don't mind taking revenge, the strength of my dream family, you have also seen it!"

"Protect the short!" Song Shan said: "I now understand why you went to the Tianjia family back then!"

"Looks like you know a lot!"

"What Meng Yue knows, I know!"

"The matter of the Tian family, I do have a guilty conscience!" said the old man Meng: " Mengheping did something wrong, but my son, I can't let others kill him in vain, and Tian Dalong is his own sin, if he has a clear conscience, I can't get his handle, besides, five or five years of things, I admit that I did use some means, but people don't destroy for themselves, I don't owe him, why let him, what happened later, since I did it, naturally I can't let go, even if I do it wrong, but his Tian family, I left them blood after all, if he is safe, I will not kill them all, it is he who is not angry!"

"You already know Tian Fuyi's identity?"

Song Shan said suddenly.

Old Man Meng was silent, and this attitude seemed to be acquiescing.

"You knew early on that Tian Buyi had sneaked back to Yanjing, and you also knew that he killed one of your sons and a grandson, but you still let him stay by Mengyue's side, so there is only one reason......

Song Shan continued to scrutinize: "You know he can save Mengyue!"

"You're very smart!" Old Man Meng looked at Song Shan again, Song Shan, a young man, made him a little impressed, and from his simple words, he could deduce so much.

"The grievances and grievances between the Mengjia and the Tian family, I really don't have any position to say, but I know one thing, Tian Buyi is sincere to Mengyue!" Song Shan said: "Actually, you don't have to track him down, he's dead!"

"I know, Yueyue said it!"

Old Man Meng said lightly: "There is one more thing, I want to ask you, Yueyue's body ......"

"There is hope!"

Song Shan replied.

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome!" Song Shan said: "I'm not because of you, Mengyue is my friend, it's normal for me to help my friend!"