"The decision is yours, if you want this money, then sign this property transfer deed, this money will be in your name on your twenty-second birthday, if you give up, I will contact the owner of this tavern, and the rest will not be your business."

Meng Liangren sat on the sofa, and unrelated people, including Meng Zhe, had already left the living room, leaving time for him and Mr. Wu to talk alone.

Meng Liangren thought that his mother, who really didn't have any human touch at all, just prepared a sum of money for him so much, and even refused to write a letter to stay.

As for who made this money in the previous life, he felt that there was no way to find out. Because the number is really limited, for ordinary people, such as the tavern's wife's family, it may be a lot of money, but for a family like the Meng family, it is not even comparable to a house in a good location.

Mr. Wu asked him to make a decision. Logically speaking, he should give up this property and let the old gentleman donate it to the tavern, this money is just icing on the cake for him, but it is a charcoal for the family.

But he always felt as if he was missing something.

Mr. Wu saw that his expression was uncertain, so he got up and said, "You don't have to make a decision immediately, there is still half a month." I live in Linchuan now, and my contact information is on my business card, you have thought about it carefully, and you can call me. ”

Meng Liangren hesitated for a moment, stood up and said, "Thank you, Mr. Wu, I still want to ask you a question." ”

Mr. Wu smiled: "You say." ”

"Me, my mother." Meng Liangren pronounced this title jerkyly, "What is she like?" ”

The old gentleman couldn't help but suddenly recall his old man 20 years ago, and said: "Dr. Lin is a very good person, independent, self-reliant, although he doesn't like to socialize, but the patients who have passed through her respect her and like her. ”

The old man looked at Meng Liangren with a smile of relief in his eyes: "Although she is not good at expressing feelings, she is very proud to have your son in her heart, I think, she must hope that you will become a person like her, or even better than her." ”

Meng Liangren listened, lowered his eyes, didn't say much, just said, "I'll send you out." ”

After Mr. Wu left, he had dinner and returned to his room, still thinking about the transfer of property.

In fact, it can be assumed that this life is too different from the previous life, Ye Hui survived, Ye Chan did not marry into the Meng family, and himself, after living in Fang Hongji's house, has deviated from the original trajectory.

There is also Pan Rusong, who was inexplicably recognized by the Pan family, Xu Yijun who appeared next to the eldest brother, Meng Jun and Meng Xu were sent abroad, not to mention Cao Xuefeng and others.

Then it is also possible that this old Mr. Wu failed to come back in time to announce the will because of some accident in his previous life, but he happened to come back in this life.

Be obstructed. He shook his head and rejected the idea, only to feel that a mixture of qiē was like an incomprehensible silk thread.

Mother......

Meng Liangren read in his heart, opened the drawer on the right side of the desk, turned out a brocade box to open, and on the snow-white satin, there was a dark jade lying quietly.

He picked it up and held it in his hand, the tentacles were cold and warm, and the chaotic thoughts gradually subsided, and a thought jumped out of his mind.

If there is really something coveted in this inheritance, who else will be targeted besides him?

He couldn't help but feel a beat in his heart, remembering the car accident of the tavern master five years ago. Because he had doubts about the car accident, he paid attention and asked Yang Ning to investigate, and only then did he witness the transaction near the restaurant on the day the college entrance examination ended.

The man who gave the money and left in a hurry, he had been secretly followed, but nothing was found for four years. The innkeeper's family are ordinary citizens, who would use such a ruthless and covert method to harm them?

If it's because of this will...... Meng Liangren's heart cooled down a little bit, what is in this will? Or rather, what do those who have worked so hard to lay out think is in this will?

Powerful or gold-and-silver treasures? He shook the jade in his hand fiercely, but his palms hurt.

Meng Liangren lowered his head and looked at the smooth and delicate ink jade in his hand. Aunt Gui said that this is a token of the Meng family's housewife, which is worth thousands of dollars.

Thousands of ......

Meng Liangren's thumb gently rubbed the tiny inscription on Mo Yupei, those people saw what Lin Yuxin was hiding in her body, and decided that after she died, she left this thing in her will?

And this jade pendant is the evidence, so they bought Tang Lan at the beginning, and she borrowed the jade from herself, and returned it after identifying it as genuine. Just to prepare for later plans.

The light flickered in front of him, and Meng Liangren closed his eyes, feeling that he had thought more about this night than in the past few years.

He got a little tired and got up and went to the bathroom and poured a few handfuls of cold water on his face.

There was silence around him, and he looked at the bloodshot young man in the mirror, letting the water overflow into the pool.

He's not going to lose.

Mr. Wu received a call from the young man a few days later.

"I thought about it, this is my mother's inheritance, and it must be inherited by me."

Mr. Wu sighed slightly and said, "Then please come to the law firm and sign the relevant documents." ”

On Meng Liangren's twenty-second birthday, he asked Pan Tao to go to the tavern for dinner.

Pan Tao went to an ordinary university, of course, Pan's father arranged for him to go in, knowing that he couldn't calm down and study hard, so he simply let him follow his eldest brother around to learn and do business, and this time he had a small gathering with Meng Liangren, and he rushed back after two months in the field.

The proprietress is still the proprietress who is in charge of the kitchen and has become her son, and the craftsmanship has been passed down by the master, and she is full of energy, and the tavern business is more prosperous than before.

The proprietress welcomed Meng Liangren and the two into the small room, and since the tavern reopened, this room has become specially reserved for them, and she asked her son to make the dishes they ordered first and send them over.

Pan Tao said with a smile: "There are many guests outside, the proprietress is busy first, let's eat our own." ”

The proprietress knew that she was here, but the two children were uncomfortable, so she smiled and said, "Then you are eating, what do you need to call a man." ”

After the proprietress left, the two picked up the vegetables to eat, Pan Tao thought of the purpose of coming today, and couldn't help asking: "This is also a good thing, why do you have to let me say it?" ”

Meng Liangren said: "I'm not proficient in doing business, haven't you been doing this in the past few years, it's most appropriate to come forward, and you can move them." ”

Pan Tao has followed Pan He in the business field in recent years and learned a lot. Listening to Meng Liangren's proposal to persuade the proprietress to expand the tavern, put the signboard outside, and also took a sum of money to use as a share, although it is indeed a harmless thing, but I also feel that I am really small...... What do you want to do on a whim.

Meng Liangren was full, wiped his mouth and was about to leave, but Pan Tao grabbed him and said, "You just threw it at me and left?" ”

Meng Liangren turned around and said, "You haven't been weaned?" Do you want me to accompany you when you talk about business? ”

Pan Tao choked: Who is talking about business? I'll talk to you about it!

Young Master Pan can be regarded as a dragon liver and phoenix marrow, and he is just a free laborer like this, and he is disgusted with a lot of things, which is also bitter enough.

In May, the last exam in the middle of the month, followed by the thesis defense, Meng Liangren officially bid farewell to his first college career in two lifetimes.

There was still a month before the filming of "Dream of Red Mansions" started, and Meng Liangren packed up and returned home.

At dinner time, the chef of the Meng family stood outside the kitchen, his hands empty, and his face was embarrassed.

Seeing Meng Liangren coming back, he nodded and said, "Four Shao." ”

Meng Liangren said strangely: "Why are you standing outside?" Then he heard a voice inside, "Who is inside?" ”

The chef said, "Inside is ...... Miss Xu. ”

Meng Liangren raised his eyebrows, didn't say anything, and whispered to the cook: "I won't eat lunch—I'll ask you to make a little later, and quietly ask Aunt Fang to bring it to me." ”

The chef was amused by his appearance and whispered, "Okay." ”

Meng Liangren went back to his bedroom, but saw a flat box-style package on the desk, which should have been signed by the maid for him and put it in.

In the restaurant downstairs, Xu Yijun sat at the dining table, smiling and serving dishes to the people sitting opposite her: "Try this, my specialty dish." ”

Meng Zhe took some and tasted it, the taste was indeed good, and it could be seen that he had worked hard.

His gaze swept over the conspicuous redness and swelling on Xu Yijun's hand, and said, "What's wrong with your hand?" ”

"Oh, this." Xu Yijun seemed to have just reacted, touched the back of his hand, and said, "I didn't notice that I was burned when I picked the spoon, it's nothing." ”

She pulled her hair up at this time, and her demeanor was soft, like an ordinary little wife, trying her best to prepare a meal for her husband.

But Meng Zhe has lived in an environment since he was a child, and he has been in contact with reserved and arrogant women from families, such as his sister Meng Xuan, who has never been exposed to any oil smoke, and will marry a □□ in the future, and no one will embarrass her to cook. There is also the first Mrs. Meng, Ms. Zhou, when she was alive, out of love for her son, she would make him some small snacks and the like, but she would never go to the kitchen to cook.

So at this moment, when Meng Zhe saw this scene, he was not much moved, but after all, he injured his hand while cooking for himself, and he still said: "I will let the housekeeper find medicine to wipe it later, don't leave a scar." ”

Xu Yijun couldn't help but be a little disappointed when he saw that his expression was unmoved, hesitated, and said softly: "Mr. Meng......"

The phone on the cabinet rang suddenly, and the old housekeeper on the side went over, picked it up and listened, and said to this side: "Da Shao, it's the third young master." ”

Meng Zhe got up and said, "I'll pick it up." Said to Xu Yijun, "You eat first." ”