He Yunhu probably really thought I was dead, and I didn't encounter any threats along the way.

I was actually very vigilant, but I didn't even notice anyone who was following me, and just like that, I returned to my dream house without any problems.

The door of the dream house is not big, but the wooden door is very old, and from a distance, it looks like an ancient house in disrepair. However, there's something else to see inside.

There is no one at the door of the dream house, this is not scientific, at the door of the dream house, there should be at least a few security guards. I've been here more than once, and I still remember what it was like very well.

The door of the dream house was closed, and I went up and knocked on the door, and after a while, an old man opened the door and asked who I was.

I was stunned, looked up at the old man, and said in my heart, I don't dare to say the name of He Yunfei elsewhere, and everyone knows it in the dream house, I go in and out of the dream house, but I have always brushed my face, and some people don't know who I am...... Did I go to the wrong house? Or am I not keeping up with the times......

However, I looked at the old man and was surprised to find that I didn't know him either......

Okay, I wiped the sweat from my forehead, and was about to report to my home, but suddenly I felt that something was wrong, I know more or less about the character of Grandpa Mengjia, he doesn't like to use new people, but prefers some of the "old people" he is familiar with, of course, I say new and old, not age.

For example, this old man in front of me.

I've seen a lot of dreamers, more or less, even if they can't name them, they are all familiar. But I really haven't seen this old man.

I've been gone for more than half a month, is it possible...... Damn, could it be that something happened to the dreamer? This house has become someone else's?

I smiled awkwardly, swallowed back the "self-introduction" that had just come to my lips, and asked him if this was the dream family's house.

The old man also looked me up and down, with a look of disdain, and sneered: "You don't go to inquire, who doesn't know Fang Yuan, except for our dreamers, who has such a ability, such a pomp?" ”

I can almost confirm that this old man is definitely not the old man of the Mengjia family, I remember Mengyunyin said that one of the Mengjia's family mottos is to be a low-key person, if Mengyunyin talked to people so openly, it is estimated that he would have broken his leg by the Mengjia grandfather.

Luckily, though, it's a dreamer.

I had to tell him who I was and that I was going to see Grandpa Mengjia.

The old man seemed to have never heard my name, and he kept looking at me. I looked down at my clothes, no, to be precise, I was wearing an old man's clothes, speaking of which, this is a tunic from the last century, and it is quite rare to wear this thing to go out in these days.

Coupled with my dusty appearance, not to mention, I don't need him to scold, I feel like a beggar.

Sure enough, the old man waved his hand at me with a disgusted face and said, "The dreamer has not been in the mood to be kind recently, and if you want to beg for food, go elsewhere!" ”

What does that mean?

Seeing that the old man was about to close the door, I pressed the wooden door and shoved my leg in, and the old man saw that I was going to be a scoundrel, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was about to pull a stick and beat me.

"What do you mean, what's wrong with the dreamer? I'm a friend of Mengyunyin, please let me in! ”

I originally thought that no matter how stupid the subordinate heard this, he would have to think about it and go back to inform the master, right? Unexpectedly, the old man was even more angry, and picked up the stick and hit me in the knee.

The old man didn't have much strength, but I still couldn't bear it when he came up with a stick.

"you, if you're really a friend of Miss, why did you come to her at this time?! Get out, get out, don't let our master see it! ”

What the hell is going on?!

The more I stayed here, the more I felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't make too much of a fuss, in case there were He Yunhu's people watching around, wouldn't I expose myself?

I pushed the old man all the way, after all, he was too old to beat me, I took two sticks, but pushed him in, I closed the door with my backhand, and the old man was even more anxious.

"Someone, someone, someone's breaking in!"

Damn, I didn't expect this to be a sheep's mouth? It's more than enough to deal with an old man, in case the people of the dream family are replaced by strong men, then I'm not looking for death!

Thinking so, I turned to leave, but I didn't expect that the old man, as if he was not afraid at all, would hit me on the back with a stick!

No matter how good your temper is, you can't help but be humiliated like this! I turned my head sharply, and was about to take revenge, when I heard footsteps coming from all directions, and soon a group of men surrounded me.

The old man blew his beard angrily and glared, pointed at me and said to everyone, "It's him!" A stinky begging for food, I didn't let him in, and I broke in by myself! Quick, get people out of here! ”

But before the old man's words fell, someone raised a doubt, it was a half-grown man, he came out, pointed at me and asked, "You...... Aren't you Mr. He? ”

I didn't recognize him before, but as soon as I heard the words "Mr. He", I immediately remembered that this young man was the youngest in the entire dream family, and I heard that he was also the child of a certain person, and he had always been sponsored by the dream family's grandfather to go to school, and I heard that the qualifications were not bad.

When I first came to Mengjia, he called me Mr. He because he heard that I was a Taoist priest. Later, I got acquainted with some people, and they began to call me Xiaohe, He Yunfei, and everything, but he, as always, called me Mr. He, I told him many times, but he said that he was used to shouting, and he couldn't change it.

I can't remember his name, though.

I looked at him and began to laugh: "Quick, tell them quickly, I am really a friend of Mengyunyin, I don't believe you ask him!" Right, that ...... That who ......"

I was a little embarrassed, but the other party didn't seem to care, but reintroduced his name to me and explained the situation to everyone. However, before he could finish speaking, his face changed from surprise to a sense of loss when he had just met me.

I didn't know why, but I also felt uneasy in my heart, so I asked him, "Xiao Qi, what's wrong with you?" I remember that I recognized the people of the dream family before, and how did they all become new faces when they came back this time? ”

Maybe others don't understand what I mean, but Xiao Qi must know, because he has been in Meng's house longer than me, and he must be able to understand Mr. Meng's temper better.

He didn't speak, sighed, and said, "You all disperse, I'll take Mr. He to see Mr. Meng." ”