Song Anran stood in front of a farmhouse-style northern courtyard house, looking at the signboard "Birds and Beasts" in front of him!

Zhu Heze on the side said with a smile: "Master, this is a restaurant that focuses on mountain delicacies! They have a very large animal farm, sika deer, wild pheasants, wild hares, wild geese, wild ducks, wild boars, bamboo rats, black dogs, goats, donkeys, etc., all of them are free-range, the taste is authentic, very good!"

In the sixties and seventies, under the guidance of a waiter dressed in floral cloth clothes and a rural daughter-in-law, Song Anran and Zhu Heze walked through the front yard, the middle yard, and came to the backyard, where they saw Liang Feilong standing at the door of the hall to greet them. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's really my honor to be able to enjoy the face of the master, master, please!

Song Anran nodded with a light smile, said hello, and entered the room first!

The size of the room is not small, and it is warm like spring.

The décor is very simple, about the same as in the countryside of the sixties and seventies, with a square dining table made of locust wood, a lounge separated by a dark wooden door, and a bathroom.

Song Anran didn't push it, and sat directly in the main seat, and Liang Feilong and Zhu Heze sat down left and right.

As soon as I sat down for a while, the waiter began to serve the food, all of which were filled with coarse porcelain bowls or even iron pots, which looked not so exquisite, but the fragrance was very strong, exuding a feeling of drinking wine in a big bowl and eating meat in large pieces!

Not to mention, it is indeed a large bowl here, which is used as a wine glass!

Liang Feilong poured his bowl full of wine, and basically poured more than half a bottle of liquor.

He took the bowl of wine, stood up and said: "Master Song, what happened that day, I was dizzy and did something I shouldn't have done, I did this bowl of wine, and I apologized to the master!"

As he spoke, he took a few big sips, and drank all such a bowl of wine, it was as easy as drinking a bowl of water!

Seeing that his face was only slightly red, Song Anran was a little admired by this boldness and amount of alcohol alone, and said with a smile: "The events of that day have long passed, and I have already let go of them! Today, we drink wine and taste food, and don't talk about those unpleasant things!"

"Thank you for the master's tolerance, I'll be cheeky and consider myself a friend of the master!"

Liang Feilong poured himself another bowl of wine, picked it up, and said, "This glass of wine, I respect the master, it's done!"

He raised his neck directly, and a bowl of wine was poured into his stomach again!

This is really a lot, Song Anran also picked up his bowl and took a big sip!

Seeing that Song Anran just took a sip and put down the bowl, a trace of displeasure flashed in Liang Feilong's eyes, but it didn't show it on his face!

Under Liang Feilong's deliberate welcome, as well as Zhu Heze's interspersed adjustment, Song Anran ate very happily at lunch this time!

This feeling of eating meat in large pieces is very suitable for Song Anran's bottomless pit!

He doesn't need to be reserved, the table is full of enough food for one or twenty people, and almost all of them are covered by him!

Zhu Heze who watched it was stunned!

Liang Feilong, who drank more than five or six bottles of liquor, also looked at Song Anran's stomach from time to time, and gradually developed a heart of admiration, being able to eat is also a kind of ability, at least it is better than being able to drink, it doesn't hurt the body or stomach!

Liang Feilong was already a little dizzy from drinking, and said with a big tongue: "Master Song, I invite Master today because I have something to ask for! Not for me, but for a friend of mine!"

Song Anran's face remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Oh, your friend!

Zhu Heze, who was sitting on the side, suddenly changed his face, and shouted: "Liang Feilong, you are drunk! We only drink and eat food today, don't fix the other ones that don't have it, do you hear clearly?"

Liang Feilong, who was a little drunk, smiled and said, "This is a life-saving thing, and the master will not refuse! As for the consultation fee, whatever the master asks, my friend can't afford it, and me!"

"Liang Feilong, you ......"

Zhu Heze was about to say something to stop him, but when he saw Song Anran's unhappy eyes, he had to shut up and take a big sip of wine!

"Master, this friend of mine is really miserable! His only son lost his life in a car accident some time ago! His wife, who was in love with him, collapsed because of grief and illness. ”

Liang Feilong stood up and bowed to Song Anran, and said, "I know that the master's qigong has mysterious and unpredictable powers, and I ask the master to save the life of my friend's wife! Master, my friend loves his wife very much, and if his wife goes like this, he will also go with him." If the master saves one life, it is equivalent to saving two lives!"

Song Anran turned his head to look at the wooden door separating the rest room, and said softly: "Your friend has been in the lounge for a long time, let him come out!"

Liang Feilong, who was overjoyed, immediately ran to open the wooden door of the inner room!

A man pushed a wheelchair and walked out slowly!

Seeing the appearance of the person who came clearly, Song Anran frowned, secretly vigilant!

This person has white hair, and his face is haggard and old like an old man, but Song Anran knows that he is only forty-six years old this year, and more than a month ago, he was still a man in his prime with black hair!

He is Deng Hetong, the father of Deng Gaoyang, who was abandoned by Song Anran as a scumbag.

Looking at the person in the wheelchair, Song Anran's brows furrowed even tighter.

There was a middle-aged woman sitting in a wheelchair, her whole body was wrapped in a bloated blanket, her face was horribly pale, and she sat motionless in the wheelchair, as if she was asleep.

Deng Hetong looked at Song Anran, smiled faintly, and said, "It seems that Master Song recognized me!"

Song Anran nodded and said, "I guess you also know, that person is me!"

Deng Hetong stroked the middle-aged woman's hair lovingly and said, "Although the information about you in the news report is very vague about that matter, as long as you have money, you can always ask what you want to know!"

He sighed and said, "Money is the most useless thing for me now!"

The conversation between the two, Zhu Heze and Liang Feilong listened a little foggy.

Zhu Heze felt that the situation in the room was a little weird, stood up, walked behind Song Anran and stood! He thought that the safest place in the world was behind Song Anran!

Liang Feilong said loudly: "Master Song, please reach out and save my sister-in-law!"

Song Anran smiled coldly and said, "Treat a dead man, I don't have the ability to bring the dead back to life!"

"Dead people?"

Liang Feilong was stunned, looked at Deng Hetong and the middle-aged woman in amazement, and asked, "Old Deng, what's going on?"

Deng Hetong sighed, looked at Liang Feilong, and said softly: "Not bad! Soon after Deng Gaoyang died, my Xiuxiu committed suicide by taking poison while holding the clothes that Gao Yang often wore!"

Liang Feilong couldn't help but take a step back and shouted, "Then why are you still ......?"

"Why do you still beg you again and again to reconcile with this Master Song, please ask him to see a doctor for my Xiuxiu?"

Deng Hetong said indifferently: "Because among the people I know, only you and this famous Master Song have intersections, and only you will not be suspected by him!"

He turned his head to look at Song Anran, and said sadly and angrily: "I know that you have a great ability to save a dying person! What a good child Deng Gaoyang is, but you actually think that he is a scumbag, and you don't save him, so he died in the hospital!"

"He's only twenty-two years old, and you have the power to save him, but you didn't save him! It's a great irony that someone as inhuman as you is still alive in the world!"

Deng Hetong's face suddenly became hideous and terrifying, and he roared hysterically: "My son is dead, my Xiuxiu is dead, I have nothing to love, but you, as the culprit, must also die!"