"This is not an ordinary pastry, this is a medicinal pastry from the middle kick hall. Murong Qianqiu said with a smug face: "This is my biggest gain today." ”

Murong Tianhe was stunned: "Medicinal food pastry?"

"yes, that's a good thing. Murong Qianqiu looks "domineering", in fact, he loves his grandson, he treats his grandson badly, and he also tempers his grandson. In order to make the grandson have a chance, I have to do this. As for the son, he was "abused" by him, and now he is the head of a city.

"Here, eat a piece. If you are sick, you will be sick, and if you are not sick, it is also good to think about it. Murong Qianqiu walked up.

"Sick?"

Murong Tianhe frowned slightly when he heard this.

One thing he has been hiding from his family is that he has been having nightmares recently, and in the dream it is a face he doesn't recognize.

Those faces are scaring him, and for the past month, he has had dreams every night.

In order not to worry his family, he didn't say anything. He also quietly went to the city hospital, and also found some famous doctors in the ancient martial arts world, but the diagnosis results were all not sick.

In the past month, he has not had a good rest, he feels very tired, he really wants to rest, but as the mayor of this city, he trembles, knowing the weight of the burden on his shoulders, he really dare not have a moment to rest. Nowadays, the body is tired, the sense of taste, the vision, etc., are affected.

Seeing his son's strange face, a trace of worry flashed in Murong Qianqiu's eyes, he watched his son grow up, if his son couldn't hide something from him, but his son didn't say it, then he didn't know what was going on, and there was nothing he could do.

"Do you want to eat this?" Murong Tianhe was a little uneasy, this pastry looked good in color and taste, his sense of smell had been affected by nightmares, he couldn't sleep well, and his body was tired, but he couldn't smell it.

"Yes, the one who eats this and does this is the strange little brother. Murong Qianqiu smiled, and said everything that happened in the Chinese Medicine Hall today, especially mentioning Qin Luo, a magical young man.

It didn't look like a martial artist in the ancient martial arts realm, nor did he have internal strength or anything, but the intuition tempered from the battlefield vigilantly told Murong Qianqiu that this person was not ordinary.

There are also three bowls of water or something, Murong Qianqiu said them one by one.

"Is there such a person in the city under my jurisdiction?" Murong Tianhe knew that his father would not lie, Qin Luo?

He felt that if he had time, it would be time to meet him.

"Come on, eat quickly. If it's any later, it won't taste good. After you eat it, you will find that what you used to eat is simply not a thing. ”

Murong Qianqiu said this, and the mayor of Murong Tianhe was even more curious about Qin Luo in his heart.

Now that he had taken the pastry, he took a bite first, and when he first entered it, Murong Tianhe frowned slightly, afraid that it would taste strange. But after a few bites, Murong Tianhe had to admit that this pastry was indeed delicious.

The old man Murong Qianqiu laughed proudly: "Hahaha, how is it, your father's words are right." This is what people eat, and for more than 70 years, is what I used to eat called food? Alas, when I think about it, I feel that more than 70 years have been in vain. ”

Murong Tianhe couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this, if these words were heard by those people who had made something for his father to eat, they were afraid that they would sharpen their knives, right?

In a few bites, Murong Tianhe finished eating a piece of pastry. Then he looked at Murong Qianqiu, and although he was embarrassed, he couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything else?"

Murong Qianqiu: "......"

What do you mean by this son?

There are only five pieces left, and you still have to grab it with yourself?

"You read the documents slowly, I'll go first. I have an internal urgency. After speaking, Murong Qianqiu used to urinate and escape.

Murong Tianhe: "......"

But when Murong Tianhe corrected the documents again, he couldn't calm down.

I feel that after eating the pastry, my qi and blood seem to be much better.

This made him stand up and go downstairs.

There are two things.

First, pastries.

Second, I forgot to tell Murong Qianqiu about something.

"You actually went downstairs?" Murong Qianqiu was shocked, his son would not come down without reading the documents before.

"Dad, I forgot to tell you, Uncle Qian and Auntie, we opened a Longhua Martial Arts Hall in our city today, I hope that young people can learn more about our Longhua Kung Fu and learn the national art of our country. You and he are old comrades-in-arms, do you want to see him tomorrow?"

"No tomorrow, I'll leave now. ”

Taking the plastic bag containing five pastries from Murong Xian's hand, Murong Qianqiu hurriedly left.

Murong Tianhe looked sad: "......"

My own father, let's go.

What does it mean to take the pastries away before leaving?

In his eyes, his son is a foodie?

...... "Xiuxiu, how are you feeling today?"

In the Longhua Martial Arts Hall, Qian Sanwu looked at his wife worriedly.

In the past few years, his wife Xiuxiu's illness has become more and more serious. Companion disease is a pre-existing condition, also known as a genetic lung disease.

Over the years, Qian Sanwu has taken off his military uniform, and he was once one of the three major generals of the army headquarters, while opening martial arts halls in various places and teaching national arts, while also looking for a good doctor for his wife.

The treatment can come and go, and the effect is not significant.

Xiuxiu leaned on Qian Sanwu's arms, shook her head, and said, "Don't worry, it's okay." Even if something happens, there will be children with you in the future. ”

"No, no, no, the children are already married, they have children, they have their own homes. And my home, you are the only one left, you can't leave me. I have already sent someone to find the ten great divine doctors of the ancient martial arts realm, and if I can invite one of them to come, maybe there will be a way. ”

Qian Sanwu looked at Xiuxiu affectionately and said.

Xiuxiu used to be a nurse in the military region, and their love began on the battlefield. Leaning on each other, going through ups and downs.

How could Qian Sanwu let Xiuxiu leave him? Both of them are in their seventies, but neither of them dislikes anyone.

"Report to the master, someone outside the martial arts hall wants to see you, saying that he is your old friend, called Murong Qianqiu. ”

A disciple came in to report it.

Qian Sanwu frowned slightly, this old friend used to pursue Xiuxiu with him, but he succeeded, this old friend failed, what did he do here?

After pondering, Xiuxiu said: "The three of us are old comrades-in-arms, as soon as he hears that we are here, as the host, he will definitely come to see us, to be honest, we haven't seen each other for decades." ”

Qian Sanwu nodded and asked the disciple to let him in. "You two are finally here, we haven't seen each other for decades, just by phone and Internet, how are you all these years?"

Murong Qianqiu walked into the martial arts hall with a big grin, it seemed that he was a kicker, and the only person who could do this was Murong Qianqiu.

He has a rude personality, but he is a god of military novels, and his style of writing is heroic and hot-blooded.

He has a rude personality, but his son is a first-class and elegant person.

"yes, long time no see, you're getting better at being a light bulb, can't you come tomorrow? It's night, it's almost midnight. Qian Sanwu smiled angrily.

"It's not about you, besides, I have something good to share with you. ”

He waved the plastic bag he was holding, and it was faintly visible that it was pastry.

"That's it, even if it's a special pastry from a five-star hotel, it's nothing remarkable. Qian Sanwu said disdainfully.