After Old Man Yuan's "health soup" proved to be effective, in the next few days, Wang Bo seemed to have discovered an interesting toy, and couldn't wait to take turns experimenting with several girlfriends around him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After a few days of experiments, Wang Bo found that this health soup does have a miraculous effect in enhancing men's staying power, not only in the process of making it energetic and brave, but also after doing it, there is no backache and fatigue after excessive fighting. Like the women who have been nourished by men, when he gets up the next day, he sweeps away his previous malaise and becomes energetic and energetic, like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning!

The effect was incredibly good, which made Wang Bo excited and at the same time feel incredible, and he was worried that this medicine was reaching this peak state by overdrawing his vitality. For this reason, a week later, he also specially asked Jiang Mei to accompany him to Southwest Hospital for a physical examination, and found that all the indicators of his body were very healthy, all above the average level, so he was completely relieved.

"Meimei, you take a leave of absence this afternoon, let's go to the mall to buy some good things and thank Uncle Yuan. Uncle Yuan, an old man, is to me, but he has the grace of reconstruction!" Wang Bo said to Jiang Mei after getting the results of the physical examination. The draught did not forget to dig the well, and during this time, he felt that he was in a state of full blood resurrection every day. Now that the results of the physical examination have also come out, and there is no loss in health, it is natural that I should thank the old man Yuan who dedicated the secret recipe that he had inherited for one or two hundred years to himself free of charge.

"Hmm. Jiang Mei nodded.

Hearing Jiang Mei say that Yuan Zheng likes to drink two sips, Wang Bo pulled Jiang Mei and first went to a tobacco and alcohol store to buy a box of Moutai wine, and then went to the supermarket to buy a lot of supplements suitable for the elderly, and then drove to Yuan Zheng's house together. The last time he wrote a prescription to Jiang Mei, Yuan Zheng casually left his home address and phone number.

Yuan Zheng's home is in Guanyin Bridge in the North District of the River.

When she was about to arrive at the community, Jiang Mei called Yuan Zheng. But I hit twice in a row and no one answered.

"No, Uncle Yuan isn't at home, right?" Wang Bo said.

"Uncle Yuan's leg is not good yet, and it is impossible to walk around when he gets home?" Jiang Mei frowned, "Haven't you been discharged from the hospital yet?"

"Then you call 114 to check the number of the inpatient department of the orthopedic hospital and call to ask. Wang Bo gave Jiang Mei advice.

"I'll check it right away. ”

Jiang Mei found the phone number of Shuangqing Traditional Chinese Medicine Orthopedic Hospital through 114, and after several phone calls, she learned that Yuan Zheng had been discharged from the hospital five days ago.

"I've been discharged from the hospital, Xiaobo, what should I do?" Jiang Mei said, a little overwhelmed.

"Let's go to Uncle Yuan's house first. Uncle Yuan may be in the toilet when you call. Wang Bo sighed and said. He and Jiang Meixing hurriedly ran over to thank him, but they couldn't contact the benefactor, which was somewhat discouraged.

The community where Yuan Zheng lives is a newly built elevator apartment, close to the bustling Guanyinqiao pedestrian street. From this, it can also be seen that the other party's economic conditions are indeed good. The two drove the car to the side of the road in the community and parked it. Since he didn't know that the other party was not at home, he didn't take the gift to the door.

When she got on the elevator, Jiang Mei called the landline at Yuan Zheng's house again, and the phone rang, but no one answered.

"It's fine. The elderly have inconvenient legs and feet, and if they go to the toilet, they are not so fast. Let's go knock on the door. Seeing Dong Zhen's worry in his eyes, Wang Bo grabbed the woman's hand and comforted him.

"Hmm!" Jiang Mei nodded.

"Ding!", the 12th floor arrived.

Jiang Mei couldn't wait to step out of the car and hurriedly walked towards 12-5. Wang Bo followed closely.

Jiang Mei in front of her soon came to the door of the room where Yuan Zheng lived, and raised her hand to knock on the door, however, as soon as her hand was raised, it suddenly froze in mid-air! In Wang Bo's sight, Jiang Mei's complexion changed drastically, her pupils dilated rapidly, and she stared at a piece of white paper pasted on the security door, unable to speak.

On the blank piece of paper is a notice.

Notice:

Ms. Jiang Mei, the owner of the house, Mr. Yuan Zhengyuan (ID number: 57283*************) passed away on 16 February 2002. Mr. Yuan has left a will, please bring your ID card and household registration booklet to the community neighborhood committee to handle the inheritance handover after seeing this notice.

Shuangqing City, Jiangbei // District, Guanyinqiao Street, Dayuan Community Residents Committee.

20 February 2002.

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Wang Bo accompanied the puppet-like Jiang Mei to run the neighborhood committee, the Civil Affairs Bureau, the Public Security Bureau, the District Notary Office, the Housing Management Bureau, the Bank and countless other yamen, and then transferred the two-bedroom apartment of more than 80 square meters under Old Man Yuan's name and the deposit of more than 300,000 cash under the passbook to Jiang Mei's name, it was already a week later. The process of inheritance handover is not very pleasant, many public servants because of envy, jealousy, want to get a piece of the pie and other mentalities and even deliberately procrastinate, kick the ball out of nothing, set up artificial obstacles, until Wang Bo had to show his identity, the process that has not been smooth has been smooth, and the relevant civil servants finally have a little "service for the people" look.

After the matter was done, Jiang Mei said that she wanted to go to Old Man Yuan's cemetery and put incense on the other party.

"It should. Wang Bo nodded.

So, on a windless afternoon, the two of them were dressed in black clothes and black pants and drove to Longtai Mountain Cemetery. According to Yuan Zheng's will, after his death, his ashes will be buried here. It is also the burial place of his wife and daughter. As early as the time of his wife's death, he had already booked his own cemetery in advance next door to his wife.

Longtai Mountain Cemetery is located in Hangu Town, Kowloon District, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is very beautiful. The two walked into the cemetery with fragrant wax money paper, fruit, blanched pig's head meat, and three bouquets of white chrysanthemums, and went to the burial place of Yuan Zheng's family under the guidance of the cemetery guide.

"This is it, pay your respects to yourselves. After the memorial service, be careful to wait until the wax is burned before leaving to prevent fire. The guide in the cemetery reminded the two.

"Thank you, big sister, we remember. The two nodded to the guide in thanks.

After the guide left, the two began to light incense and burn paper in front of the tombstone of Yuan Zheng's family, bowing and bowing. Seeing the familiar smiling face with a voice embedded in the tombstone, Jiang Mei, who had been suppressed for a long time, finally couldn't help crying. In the past few days, although Jiang Mei was depressed and depressed, she never cried.

Until now.

"Don't cry, Meimei. Aunt Li of the neighborhood committee said that Uncle Yuan walked peacefully, and they all had a smile on their faces when they opened the door to see his body. In this dazzling, but lonely, and unloved world, he probably has enough to do. And here there are his daughters and wives, if it weren't for the recipe in his hand that made him remember that he couldn't find a successor, he was afraid that he would have wanted to go down to see his relatives a long time ago.

Therefore, Uncle Yuan is also seeking benevolence, which can be regarded as a wish, and there is no regret.

"And, you see, the scenery here is also good, with the mountains and rivers in the background. This old man Yuan will pick a place for his family. As he spoke, Wang Bo looked at Yuan Zheng's tombstone, knelt down, folded his hands, and said with a solemn face:

"Uncle Yuan, your old man can go with confidence. As your heir with a different surname, I will inherit and pass on your will and your recipe. Especially the last advice you told me: use it yourself, drink it pure, use it for outsiders, and be sure to mix it with water-"

"Poof-" Jiang Mei, who was in tears, finally burst into tears and laughed, raised her fist and hit him, and said angrily, "You person, why are you talking about this at this time?

"Old man Yuan is happy and mourning, he himself is happy, and he looks like he has no worries, I really can't be sad!" Wang Bo spread his hands and said with his eyebrows squeezed.

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