Chapter 217: Mengfu Compound
The house in front of him, although the door is not luxurious at all, but it is very solid, and there are two big characters on it, "Meng Mansion", Meng Zhao couldn't wait to walk in and take a look, only to feel that happiness came too suddenly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Ah, this yard is huge." Meng Zhao was stunned by the scene in front of him, the houses in Meng's mansion were all made of red bricks, warm in winter and cool in summer, as solid as a rock, a hundred times stronger than the thatched house.
The whole Meng Mansion is simple, the tables and tables are neither inlaid with gold nor silver, although they are not gorgeous, but they are very strong and durable, even the courtyard in front of the house is just bare land, without a little strange flowers and plants.
In fact, there were originally some ornamental flowers and branches here, and some weeds, all of which were turned over by Meng Qingzhi, he understood Mr. Meng's living habits, Mr. Meng's life was cold, and he was not used to living too luxurious life, and he must plant his herbs in the yard.
The only place that matches this big mansion, and the only thing that can be considered luxurious, should be the clear pool of water.
Strangely, however, the water is quiet, but there is not a single fish, and if it weren't for the raindrops hitting the surface of the water, creating a circle of ripples, it would be like a pool of stagnant water.
"Mr. Meng, by the way, I also recruited some strong men to do chores for you, and you will be the old man of Mengfu in the future."
As soon as Meng Qingzhi's words fell, those big men who were moving things back and forth from the carriage immediately came over and stood in a neat row, most of them were living in embarrassment and homeless, Meng Qingzhi gave them wages, and they were all very willing to come to be the subordinates of Mengfu.
"This, it's not appropriate, I can't do it." Mr. Meng is embarrassed, he is used to being poor, and he will not call people.
"Haha, great, I'll go up the mountain to collect medicine in the future, and someone will help me carry the basket." Meng Zhao was very happy to accept everything Meng Qingzhi gave.
Meng Zhao looked east and west in the courtyard of Mengfu, walked into the kitchen, and saw a huge rice jar full of rice, Meng Zhao took a basket, dug deep into it, and was bottomless, and shouted with joy, "Mr. Meng, our good days are coming, and we can't eat all this food in one life." ā
"Mr. Meng, the child has not been able to honor you by your side all these years, but now I am a little sincere, and please smile." After Meng Qingzhi finished speaking, he bowed to Mr. Meng, and those strong men also saluted.
"Mr. Meng, you can accept Brother Qing's filial piety." Meng Zhao begged beside Mr. Meng, as if he had become a little follower behind Brother Qing.
"Hey, this is a lot of money, some ruins and broken walls can be lived in, I think the thatched house is also very good." Mr. Meng still has some prevarication, and it is difficult to accept this contrast for a while.
"Neither is it true, those who practice medicine need to be good first, so that they can heal the world and return to the right place? This is the only house. Meng Zhao persuaded seriously.
Mr. Meng couldn't help but laugh when he saw Xiao Zhao'er's fake and serious appearance, Mr. Meng smiled, everyone only took him as a tacit, and the strong men continued to move things.
After a period of busy work, the empty Meng Mansion finally began to look decent, just waiting for the rain to stop, and the herbs could be transplanted.
Meng Qingzhi wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and said jokingly: "Comfortable, it's just that there is a lack of a hostess, haha." ā
Meng Qingzhi joked, and suddenly felt that this was not a joke, but a very serious thing, Mr. Meng had already passed his prime, and he was no longer young, it was time to marry a virtuous daughter-in-law.
"Mr. Meng, have you always been alone?"
Mr. Meng did not answer Meng Qingzhi's question and fell into depression alone.
"No, it's all the Mengzhou ......" Meng Zhao opened his mouth first.
"Xiaozhao'er!" Mr. Meng shouted, which frightened Meng Zhao and quickly shut up.
Maybe it was because of the grievances in his heart, trying to hold back, Meng Zhao's shoulders trembled for a while.
"Xiao Zhao'er, just say it, and besides, who dares to bully you, tell me everything." Meng Qingzhi spoke, he knew that Mr. Meng didn't want to cause trouble, but Meng Qingzhi was in charge of Mr. Meng's affairs.
However, Mr. Meng's attitude was resolute, Meng Zhao looked at Mr. Meng, and then at Meng Qingzhi, he didn't know who to listen to for a while, and he didn't dare to speak.
"Why, don't you believe in my brother's ability?" Meng Qingzhi patted his chest, his eyes confident and resolute.
"Mr. Meng, I'm sorry, you can let Brother Qing help us take a bad breath."
Perhaps infected by Meng Qingzhi's heroic temperament, Meng Zhao couldn't control it so much, and was determined to vomit as fast as possible, and couldn't let Mr. Meng suffer alone.
It turned out that after Meng Qingzhi left Loess Village, Mr. Meng took in two disciples, one was Meng Zhao, and the other was called Mengzhou.
Meng Zhou was ten years older than Meng Zhao, and when he was taken in by Mr. Meng, he was already mentally mature. Mr. Meng took two homeless juniors to help run the medical center, and his life was quite stable.
Slowly, Mr. Meng began to teach Meng Zhou and Meng Zhao some medical skills, but it was difficult for these two children to satisfy Mr. Meng, it may be that Meng Qingzhi's talent was too high before, Mr. Meng always felt that these two children were not as good as Meng Qingzhi, and then he figured out that in this world, there are few people who can match Meng Qingzhi's rare talent.
Meng Zhao is playful and naughty, always thinking about eating and playing when he is studying, and he is sloppy; And Meng Zhou studied very seriously and made rapid progress, but what Mr. Meng was not satisfied with was that the child Meng Zhou seemed to be scheming.
Mental art is really innate.
When Mr. Meng went out, Mengzhou gave people a doctor, always collected money first and then saw a doctor, if he met a poor patient, even if he died in front of the hospital, Mengzhou would not be merciful.
It's a pity that Meng Zhao has a warm heart, but he has no real skills, and he can only watch the patient delay again and again because of lack of money, and Meng Zhao can't do anything.
Mr. Meng didn't know how much he lost his temper because of this, but Meng Zhou didn't repent, and often argued aggressively with Mr. Meng, he didn't want to live this kind of hard life, opening a medical clinic can obviously make a lot of money, why do you have to do good and suffer yourself?
In this way, the master and apprentice argued endlessly over whether they should see a doctor for free, but what really broke them up was because of a woman.
There was a kind-hearted Wang Po who told Mr. Meng a matchmaker, and Mr. Meng was not young, so he accepted the kindness of Wang Po and married A Xiu.
Although Ah Xiu is not a national beauty, but she is at a prime age, her small face is slim, her neck is like a lotus leaf stalk, she is beautiful, Mr. Meng is very content, and treats his wife like a guest, spoiled in the pavilion, and cherishes it.
Mr. Meng often goes out to look for medicinal herbs, and I don't know when the scandal began.
Once, Mr. Meng took Meng Zhao up the mountain to look for medicine as usual, Meng Zhao didn't know what wild fruits in the mountains he ate secretly, and he couldn't stop having a stomach, Mr. Meng had to take him home early, and just happened to bump into Meng Zhou, who was strong in blood, and pressed his mother under him rebelliously, and the two of them were disheveled and messy.