Meng Hui announced on social media that he would broadcast live later today, probably after eight o'clock. Because the visiting time of Ankang Nursing Home will last until half past seven, where she plans to stay all the time to find out what happened between Lao Yu and Jin Tuixing.

Ankang Nursing Home is located next to an old residential area in the city, not a high-end nursing home, but surrounded by green trees, so quiet that you can hear the birds and cicadas, it is a rare pure land in the downtown area.

Far from the main street, with only a long pedestrian street to get in and out, you can't hear car horns or smell exhaust fumes, and it looks like a good place to live and retire.

Meng Hui dragged the suitcase into the hall of the nursing home, and saw some energetic old people in a pile as companions, some playing cards, some playing table tennis and billiards next to them, and some old ladies knitting sweaters together to chat.

When a nurse saw her enter, he greeted her and asked, "Hello, are you visiting any old man?" Less than three seconds after asking, the young nurse suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, aren't you Mingyue?" I watched your live broadcast every night, but I watched the recording and learned several dishes! ”

Meng Hui didn't expect to meet such enthusiastic fans here, she hasn't been out much recently, and she hasn't really experienced what it's like to be popular. When she saw several young nurses gathering to sign autographs when she heard the shouts, she reacted and pinched the pen and signed while thanking them for their support.

"But who are you looking for? Is there an old man you know here? ”

Meng Hui finally changed the topic when he heard it, and quickly nodded: "It's my agent's father, I only know that my name is Lao Yu, last time I called the nurse Xiao Zhang to ask about it." ”

"Xiao Zhang, she won't go to work today." The young nurse who was the first to usher in said, "It turns out that Lao Yu is your sister's father, and he is upstairs." Ouch, I didn't expect you to come so far to visit him. ”

"Yes, yes, people are beautiful and kind! No wonder it was said that today's live broadcast was a little late, but it was actually here with us! Another nurse looked excited, holding her phone all the time, apparently trying to find a chance to take a selfie.

Meng Hui took the first step and proposed: "Do you want to take a photo together?" I'll have to go see Lao Yu before you get off work, or I'll have time later. ”

Several young nurses nodded their heads again and again, and the older ones next to them were interested and came over to take pictures together. Finally, an old man who used to do photography took the initiative to take over five mobile phones and took several photos of each one for everyone to choose from.

After taking the photo, the nurses went back to everyone, and Xiao Kong, who came to talk at the beginning, took Meng Hui up the stairs. "On the second floor, we generally encourage the elderly who are nimble to walk, and the elderly who live above the fourth floor can take the elevator to go up and down."

"Then it seems that the old man is in good health." Meng Hui took a basket of fruit and a small carton of milk and followed Xiao Kong to the second floor.

"He's in good health, but he's a little stubborn and doesn't like to play with everyone." Xiao Kong didn't say much about it, took her to the door of room 207, and knocked lightly, "Uncle Yu, someone is looking for you." ”

There was no response inside, Xiao Kong shook his head in surprise, and knocked on the door again: "Uncle Yu, your daughter's friend is here." If you don't say anything, I'll have to open the door and come in. ”

There was a sound of rustling footsteps inside, and soon the door opened.

The old man is a thin old man, who looks like he is in his seventies and very energetic. The facial features can faintly see a little bit of Jin Tuixing's shadow, but I don't know why, his face is a little fierce, not as kind as Jin Tuixing.

"Hello Uncle Yu, I'm a friend of Sister Xing, my name is Mingyue."

"Sister Xing? Hehe, can she still be called a sister? Lao Yu looked unhappy, and beckoned Meng Hui to come in and sit.

Meng Hui heard his sarcastic words, and finally understood why Jin Tuising refused to deal with him, this old man had a bad temper and spoke ugly, and it was estimated that he had scolded Jin Tuising before.

Inside the house hung an old poster of Zhou Nansang, a little yellow, as well as a sign prohibiting smoking, and some rules and regulations of the nursing home. There were a few pieces of clothing hanging on the balcony, none of which were of good quality, and Lao Yu's life was obviously very tight.

"What's the matter with me?" Lao Yu sat on a chair and lit a cigarette to swallow the smoke, completely ignoring the sign prohibiting smoking, obviously ignoring the rules of the nursing home.

Meng Hui didn't care whether he smoked or not, and he didn't care about the problem of second-hand smoke, so he said bluntly: "I came to see you for Sister Xing, and I also want to know what happened between you." She seems to have some regrets about your business before she leaves, and if I can help, I want to ......"

"Less TM to do this!" Old Yu interrupted her with a cold snort, "Didn't the dead girl go around saying that I was dead?" They almost didn't dig up the grave and drove me in. What can she regret? Regret that you didn't bury me with your own hands before you died? ”

Lao Yu has a very good ability to talk to death, and what he says can always make people choke, Meng Hui was stunned for a moment before saying: "No, I'm afraid that there will be some misunderstanding between you." ”

"Misunderstanding? Hehe, you don't come to me to fool around. You don't know why she hates me, do you? "Lao Yu looks a little ruffian, squinting and spitting out a puff of cigarette, his eyes still fierce." Because I killed her mother. ”

Meng Hui leaned back in his chair with his mouth open, staring blankly at the fierce-looking old man, his mind blank for at least five seconds before he started running again. "You...... This is...... What does that mean? ”

Lao Yu took a sip and looked at Meng Hui like a fool: "What does it mean to be still TM?" Literally, you don't understand? Twenty-two years ago, I hacked her mother to death and spent fifteen years in prison, and when I was released, I found that she told relatives and friends that I was dead, and that's it, understand? ”

Meng Hui was speechless by his indifferent attitude, but he still patiently asked in a good voice: "Then why are you?" ”

"Why...... I forgot! If you give me a little favor, I might be able to remember. Lao Yu raised his eyes and laughed twice, and said in a strange voice, "You look very Zhouzheng, a bit like Zhou Nansang." ”

Meng Hui heard his unserious praise, and felt a sense of disgust, and then looked at the poster posted on his bedside, and felt even more uncomfortable. "Since it's not a misunderstanding, then I'll go first."

"Wait," Lao Yu said suddenly as she opened the door to leave, "She really didn't tell you what misunderstanding I had with her?" ”

Meng Hui turned his head suspiciously and shook it: "I don't even know who you are, just like you said, she has always claimed that her parents have died." ”

Hearing this, Lao Yu waved his hand, asked Meng Hui to close the door, and let her come often. Until he walked out of the nursing home, Meng Hui was still in a state of shock, and there was a guess in his heart that always lingered.

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