Lao Chen's real name is Chen Mo, he has been in the Meng family since Meng Jingshi's father was alive, and he has been a housekeeper for more than 30 years.

"Mr. Zhang, what kind of cigarette do you want?" asked Steward Chen, who was full of wrinkles, respectfully.

"The kind that I want to be specially supplied, the kind I usually smoke. Zhang Hang said in the tone of a big family, he paid for cigarettes himself, but never bought more than ten yuan.

Steward Chen bowed down and retreated, and after a while, he took a special offering and put it in front of Zhang Hang.

"Does Mr. Zhang have any other orders?" asked Steward Chen respectfully.

"Lao Chen, after so many years, you are still like this, when you followed Meng Dongshan's side, you couldn't beat a fart with a stick. Zhang Hang unpacked it, threw a cigarette into his mouth, and said with a smile.

"Get used to it, although Chen Mo is just a subordinate, he still understands the truth that if you say too much, you will lose. Steward Chen lit a cigarette for Zhang Hang, and said with a smile, if Meng Qinghua was there, he would definitely be so shocked that his eyeballs would fall to the ground, and Steward Chen would actually chat with people, and he would laugh so much!

"Has your body improved over the years?" Zhang Hang asked, looking at Steward Chen's uncontrollably trembling hands.

"It's not in the way, after so many years, Chen Mo has long been used to such a dull life. Steward Chen said softly.

"Alas, if you didn't run hundreds of miles of mountain roads with Meng Dongshan on your back after being injured back then, with your strength back then, although you couldn't recover, you wouldn't have ended up in the current situation, have you ever regretted it?" Zhang Hang asked with a sigh.

What Zhang Hang said didn't even know about Meng Jingshi, who had been with Chen Mo for decades, Chen Mo was a rare master when he was young, and his cultivation reached the late stage of the Qi Gathering Realm.

Because Meng Dongshan inadvertently saved Chen Mo's family from the hands of the little devil, in order to repay the kindness, Chen Mo gave up the opportunity to enter the Huaxia Guardian Group, and willingly stayed by Meng Dongshan, who was still just a battalion commander at the time.

On the battlefield, Chen Mo saved Meng Dongshan's life countless times, until in the famous defense of a certain ridge in the Korean War, Meng Dongshan, who commanded the troops to fight with the enemy for three days and three nights, was seriously injured by a cannonball.

Chen Mo, who had already suffered a lot of internal injuries in order to protect Meng Dongshan, forcibly used his internal force to hang his last breath for Meng Dongshan, ran hundreds of miles of mountain roads with Meng Dongshan on his back, found the medical troops, and pulled the dying Meng Dongshan back from the Ghost Gate.

Meng Dongshan survived, but Chen Mo's dantian was broken, his meridians were destroyed, and he lost his superb cultivation, if it wasn't for Zhang Hang, who happened to pass by on a mission, he secretly came to the rescue, I am afraid that he would not even be able to save his life, but Chen Mo didn't know that it was Zhang Hang who saved him.

"I don't regret it, birds and beasts are favored by people and know how to repay them, since the old master saved the lives of my family of seven, I didn't think that I could live until now, and to live to this age is already a reward from God. Steward Chen shook his head and said, a satisfied smile on his old face.

Although Chen Mo is only the housekeeper of the Meng family, Meng Dongshan had explained to his son Meng Jingshi before he died, and he wanted to treat his son and nephew with courtesy, and the Meng family was extremely respectful and loving to this taciturn old man from above.

"Good deeds are rewarded, you and Dongshan complement each other, everything is a blessing. Zhang Hang said with a smile.

Zhang Hang never said that the reason why Chen Mo was able to live to such an age was because of the pure internal force that he had passed into his body back then.

"Grandpa Chen, what are you talking about?" Meng Ruoyu yawned and walked downstairs in a cute Jenny turtle pajamas, rubbing her eyes as she walked.

Meng Ruoyu couldn't believe her eyes, except for how could Grandpa Chen, who only smiled slightly when he was coquettish, chat so happily with Zhang Hang, a "hooligan", with a smile on his face?

"Xiao Ruoyu woke up so early, why didn't she sleep more? Steward Chen restrained his smile a little and asked with a smile.

"Grandpa Chen, I'm still young and in good health, but you, don't do everything yourself, rest more. Meng Ruoyu took Steward Chen's arm and said coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, Grandpa Chen, let's go rest. Steward Chen nodded to Zhang Hang and bowed down.

"Hey, what are you talking to Grandpa Chen, I haven't seen Grandpa Chen so happy for a long time. Meng Ruoyu flew to the sofa and asked curiously.

"We've talked about when we're going to find you a boyfriend and marry you off. Zhang Hang teased Meng Ruoyu and said.

"You, don't worry about it!" Meng Ruoyu said angrily, turning her head away from Zhang Hang.

"Grunt~" There was a sound in Meng Ruoyu's stomach.

"Well, I'm hungry, find something to eat!" Meng Ruoyu blushed slightly, got up and walked to the kitchen.

"Hey, I almost forgot, I have dessert from the West Bund Hotel in my trunk, you have to eat it and get it yourself. Zhang Hang patted his forehead and said, Originally, those desserts were for Lan Ling, but Lan Ling didn't agree with anything, so she had to leave a copy for Zhang Hang.

"Huh, dessert at the West Bund Hotel?" Meng Ruoyu heard the word "dessert", and instantly turned her head and asked happily.

"Yes, it's a lot of ......" Before Zhang Hang finished speaking, Meng Ruoyu ran out of the living room and went straight to the garage, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"......" Zhang Hang was dumbfounded.

"Hey, don't go, I'll get it for you!" Zhang Hang, who was speechless, suddenly remembered something, and a carp scurried up and chased away like an arrow from a string.

Ning Hu, who was practicing under the scorching sun, only felt a gust of wind drifting in front of him, and he could only see Zhang Hang's back.

"It's worthy of being a master! It's too awesome! I have to work hard! Otherwise, I won't be able to catch up with the master in this life!"

Ning Hu, who was already diligent and hardworking, once again increased the intensity of his practice......