Zhu Xiaoqing led Zhan Meng across the river and out of the market.

Most of the houses on both sides of the road are in antique style, with simple tile roofs and exquisite wood carvings and murals. Behind the house is a field of fish ponds, a forest inn, and smoke rising from the cooking.

Walk along the path for a while, see a green hill in the distance, at the foot of the mountain sits a huge and ancient mansion, at a glance can not see the end, the high wall compound, revealing the eaves painting building, pavilions and pavilions. There are red lanterns hanging in front of the mighty gate, a pair of tall stone lions are sitting, and the gate plaque has two big characters in italics - Zhu Fu.

There were two straight warrior guards standing at the door, full of energy and sharp eyes. Zhan Meng sensed it a little with Haoran Zhengqigong, good guy, both of them are martial artists.

"It's here!" Zhu Xiaoqing calmed down his fluctuating mood and walked up the steps.

The two guards were about to ask.

"New here?" Zhu Xiaoqing took out a card and shook it in front of their eyes: "I'm Zhu Xiaoqing, this is my identity card." ”

The two guards took the card and checked it, saluted her respectfully, and immediately took out the walkie-talkie and called the captain to greet her.

Soon, a tall man in Hanfu walked briskly at the gate.

"Ah, you're back. ”

The tall man respectfully led the two of them inside, and personally drove them in a VIP car.

It turns out that there are different areas in the gate, and there are no caves, and the space in the Zhu Mansion is very vast, and the space is as large as a university. Along the way, two neat groups of warriors can be seen patrolling alternately.

The VIP car carried the two of them around and around, entered a Fuzhong Mansion, and stopped in front of a garden. After leading the way, he handed over to the supervisor on duty in the garden, and retreated alone.

The supervisor on duty walked towards Zhu Xiaoqing and said excitedly: "Eh, it's been almost three years, but I'm looking forward to you, the head of the family often talks about you, well, let me see, the spirit is still very good...... The head of the family is resting in Qingfeng Hall today, and you can go directly to her. ”

"Thank you, Brother Qiangzi, is she okay lately, Mother?" Zhu Xiaoqing was obviously very familiar with the supervisor on duty.

"Hey, it's still the same, her condition is not optimistic, she has rarely seen people in the past two months, and she doesn't want to see other juniors when they come to ask for peace, most of the family affairs are now discussed and solved by Zhu Zhanyi and Zhu Xiaofen, and the old man is no longer willing to take care of things. ”

Zhu Xiaoqing showed a sad face, thanked him again, and continued to walk inside with Zhan Meng.

Through the corridor and past the rockery waterfall, the two came to a small building on a small hillside.

"I'm back. Zhu Xiaoqing passed his voice out from afar.

The nanny pushed open the screen door and hurriedly greeted her: "Sure enough, it's the second miss, hehe, we have received the housekeeper's notice, and the head of the house invites you to go in directly." ”

Entering the house, the first room is a bright offering hall, the huge window is open, supported by bamboo sticks, and outside the window is the thick white clouds, the distant mountains and the waves and pines of the appropriate shades.

The breeze is blowing through the hall, and several ancestors of Taoism are offered in the house, and a few incense sticks are burned.

The nanny glanced at Zhan Meng vigilantly: "This is ......"

Zhu Xiaoqing said to the nanny: "This is my son...... Forget it, you probably don't understand...... You first have a cup of Anhua black tea and wait. ”

Zhu Xiaoqing turned around and shook Zhan Meng's hand: "Dabao, I'll go to see my mother first, you wait here for a while and have a cup of tea." ”

Zhan Meng nodded, sat cross-legged on the futon, and watched Zhu Xiaoqing enter.

Son: What's going on? Although the nanny was surprised by Zhu Xiaoqing's introduction to Zhan Meng, she didn't say anything more, but carefully prepared tea and snacks for the guests.

Zhan Meng looked at the distant mountains and drank tea, felt this different breath of life, and thought about his own questions: This headquarters of the Zhu family is very different from what he imagined, but he didn't expect the member families of Daqi Technology Company to live such a secluded and comfortable life, which seems to be more like the feeling of a sect in ancient times. I'm curious about their science and technology team, where is the work area? What will it look like? Is it also in this Zhu Mansion? By the way, what should I do when I meet my godmother's mother, do you want to call my grandmother? Only my godmother stubbornly treats me as a son, but the rest of the Zhu family is not stupid, they don't treat me as a fellow clan, will they misunderstand what means I used to coerce my godmother? Hey, I regret that I came with her. What a hassle.

The doubts in Zhan Meng's head were one after another, and in the end, they were all about to twist into a mess. He comforted himself and said: Forget it, as long as I really have no desires, no desires and no plans, it doesn't matter what others think of me, it's a big deal to pat my ass and leave, what can others do with me.

There was a faint sound of crying in the inner room, and after a while, the door curtain rang, and Zhu Xiaoqing walked out with an old woman who was in a good state.

Zhan Meng knew that the head of the Zhu family had come out, and hurriedly stood up from the futon respectfully.

But when he raised his head and looked at the head of the Zhu family, Wang Lao Taijun, his heart was beating, and he finally understood what kind of illness Lao Taijun was having, and why she was not a common person.

It turned out that Mrs. Wang's face had a terrifying tumor, and the tumor grew strangely long, turning the old lady's originally dignified melon seed face into a strange face plate like an elephant's face. The entire nose, cheeks, and mouth have turned into long strips of strange flesh, and the facial features are about to completely lose their human appearance.

Elephant Man?

To tell the truth, Zhan Mengmai was a little frightened and uncomfortable when she saw her, but when she looked at her ugly strange face again, she felt deep sympathy and sentimentality - on the way here, her godmother once said that Mrs. Wang was a particularly caring and responsible elder, she was a famous doctor in her early years, and she didn't know how many lives she saved when she walked the rivers and lakes. Ah, the bored and ruthless God has once again played a prank on mankind, turning a compassionate old man who should have been in his peaceful old age into such a ghostly appearance.

Hey, another poor man.

Why does God have to do this, so that tragedy can befall an innocent person without warning?

Zhan Meng thought to himself: I am a person who has been deprived of my love and childhood by God's pranks, and I really can't see the same tragedy happen to others. But if I have the ability, I must do my best to help the innocent and poor people.

Although Mrs. Wang was struggling, haggard, and weak, her intact eyes were serene and full of wisdom. The first time she saw Zhan Meng, she looked at him, she understood the surprise that flashed in his eyes, and also understood the sympathy and pain that he unconsciously exposed but quickly hidden.

Well, this is also a kind-hearted child who has suffered. The old man already had a preliminary impression in his heart.

Zhan Meng said respectfully: "Hello Grandma Wang, I am Zhan Meng." ”

Calling Grandma Wang will not cause unnecessary misunderstandings, and she will report her name in a dignified manner, indicating that she has no intention of playing the identity of Xiao Dabao.

Mrs. Wang nodded approvingly: "Hello." Xiaoqing has already told me about you. ”

"Hmm. Mrs. Wang said thoughtfully: "I am also very sad about Dabao, but Xiaoqing has never been able to accept the cruel truth, I have been very worried about her all these years, I often dream of her, afraid that she will also walk in front of me......"