When he got home, Yan Mofan saw that his grandfather had woken up, so he washed up first, and then went to make breakfast.

He can cook, which he was forced to teach himself by life after he was released from prison in his previous life.

I remember that after I was released from prison, my life was not as comfortable as in prison, because no one dared to keep him working after being in prison.

Until one day, he received a call from the interviewer, and he was very excited to go to the interview, only to find that it was Zhou Ziyang, and his former fox friend and dog friend, that day can be said to be the darkest day in his life, slapping, kneeling, and scolding himself for being a waste...... He will never forget the smile they had when they looked at him and humiliated him.

It is precisely because of the physical and mental torture that he has forged the supreme self.

It was a woman who led herself into the world of cultivating immortals, she never said anything about herself, she only taught herself how to practice, and when he could be on his own, she disappeared until she practiced to the Immortal Emperor, and she still didn't know anything about her name, where she came from, and how high her cultivation was.

For him, the master is like a fan. I don't know if he will be able to get together with his master in this life.

Putting the finished egg noodles on the dining table, Yan Mofan came to his grandfather's side, he squatted down with a smile, "Grandpa, I didn't come back last night if something happened, and my grandson won't compensate you." As he spoke, he massaged his grandfather's thighs and calves with his hands.

In the same way, he injected Zhenyuan into his grandfather's body, who had advanced stomach cancer, and his age was not suitable for chemotherapy surgery, and the drug treatment was only to maintain a short life.

Although his true qi can't make his grandfather recover, he can suppress the disease, and when he cultivates the golden pill and gives it to his grandfather, then his grandfather's illness can be cured.

It's a pity that in this era, medicinal herbs can't be picked arbitrarily, they can only be bought with money, and the medicinal materials that are a little older are ridiculously expensive, just like that, the market is still in short supply, but he believes that money will not be a problem soon.

Yan Jiahe saw that his grandson was so filial, he looked at his grandson with kind eyes, and was about to say something, when the strange feeling from yesterday appeared again, but this time it was not from the body, but from the thighs, like a trickling stream flowing slowly everywhere.

Now he is full of energy, in stark contrast to the weakness of his usual life, seeing that his grandson is still massaging himself, he asked, "Where did you learn massage?"

"I learned this online. Yan Mofan raised his head and replied with a smile.

"It's hard for you. You Jiahe listened to Mo Fan's words and said that it was false not to be moved, but more to be pleased.

In the morning, Yan Mofan didn't stay at home, he knew that getting the medicine was not only something that money could get, but also something that had to matter, like that kind of tight medicinal materials, with his current status and status, he couldn't get it at all.

But there is one person who can, he holds military power in his hands, and his power is monstrous.

Walking on the road, this scorching summer, as if to roast people, Yan Mofan is a cultivator, as long as the mind is calm and naturally cool, it is not for fun, but anyone who walks beside Yan Mofan can feel a cool breath blowing on his face.

When he arrived at the villa area on the winding mountain road, Yan Mofan was in a trance, there used to be a house that belonged to him, but it was .......

The security guard at the door saw Yan Mofan from afar, and when he saw him looking at the villa inside in a daze, he thought he was coming to make trouble, so he looked at him vigilantly.

However, Yan Mofan did not go any further, but found a shady place to sit down at will.

With his current situation, even if he said it himself, the security guards would not let him in, so he planned to wait for the rabbit.

He remembered that Fu Lao had high blood pressure and diabetes for many years, although this disease was not life-threatening, but once it was aggravated, the consequences were equally dangerous. So every few days, Fu Lao would go to the hospital for a checkup.

Although they used to live in the same villa area, they didn't cross paths, and I heard that he was not interested in business, so it was difficult to get to know him.

After waiting for more than two hours, when it was close to noon, Yan Mofan finally saw the jeep with a military license plate, although this car was not as good as millions of luxury cars, it was a symbol of status.

The security guard also saw the jeep, so he opened the fence early to allow the car to pass through.

Seeing that the car was about to drive in, Yan Mofan picked up a very small stone on the ground, and just waved his fingers at random, and suddenly there was a sound of a tire burst on the rear tire of the jeep, followed by the sound of brakes. Because the speed of the car is not fast, the car stops fairly smoothly.

Looking at the car that was parked only three meters away from him, Yan Mofan curled the corners of his mouth lightly.

Of course, he would not be stupid enough to stop the car alone, not to mention the danger, and it would leave a bad impression on Fu Lao.

Soon, the driver of the car got out of the car, he walked to the back of the car, looked at the situation, and found that the left wheel was completely out of gas, so he respectfully opened the rear door, leaned forward and said something to the car.

After a while, the driver raised his hand sideways and put it on the roof of the car, and an old man wearing a white Tangshan suit came out of the car.

I saw that he was nearly eighty years old, but his waist was still straight, and his eyes were peaceful with a bit of sharpness, which made people dare not underestimate him

Fu Lao saw that the car had a flat tire, so he motioned to the guards who came down later to walk in together, and the driver stayed to contact the car repair personnel.

At this time, Yan Mofan stood up, he walked over with a smile, and shouted in a small voice, "Elder Fu." ”

Hearing someone call him, Fu Taixing turned his head slightly, and saw a young man walking towards him with a frank smile. He pays attention to first impressions, and this young man gives him the feeling of maturity and trustworthiness. Few people have such a high first impression of him, but he wants to see what this young man who is dressed out of place can do with him.

On the other hand, a guard wearing a camouflage uniform looked at Yan Mofan with a vigilant expression, as if once Fu Lao was in danger, he would pounce on him like a cheetah.

"It's offensive to come and nag. Yan Mofan, who was not hostile, bowed his head slightly towards Fu Lao, and did not see any flattery, as if it was just out of courtesy.

Hearing Yan Mofan's words, Fu Lao was full of appreciation, and there are not many young people like him now.

Stopping the guard's intention to let him leave, Fu Lao said mildly, "What is the matter with the young man looking for me?" His voice was full of vicissitudes, giving people the feeling that he was an old man who had experienced countless things and experienced a lot of things.

Just as Yan Mofan was about to say what he meant, a four or five-year-old child left the villa area and ran directly to Fu Lao's side, shouting grandpa in a milky voice.

As soon as Fu Laoyi saw his great-grandson, his expression softened even more, he looked at the doll holding his thigh, and said with a smile, "Why did Xiao Qi run out, where is my aunt?"

"Xiao Qi, don't run, it's dangerous outside. At this time, a woman in a white floral dress trotted out, her appearance was delicate at best, but her temperament was very unique, which would make people ignore her appearance and be attracted by her temperament.

This woman, known by Yan Mofan, is the granddaughter of Fu Lao, the oldest woman among the juniors, and the most talented and knowledgeable person in the entire Fu family.

Feeling that there was a gaze probing him, Fu Siqing turned his gaze, and saw that this man who was not bad, and was about the same age as himself, was looking at him, but his eyes were clean, and there was no blasphemy, this man, she knew, wouldn't this be Yan Mofan who had lost the industry?