In a box on the second floor, Meng Ciyu sat alone at a table, with a few dishes on the table and a pot of blue and white carvings.

Today's Meng Ciyu is no longer as warm as jade and temperament as orchid.

His facial features are still delicate, but his cheeks are too pale and thin, his eyes are erratic, his lips are green, and his hair hangs down, and he is unstable even when he sits......

He drank wine one by one, occasionally there were footsteps outside, or a few unbridled laughter, and discussed Fu's lewdness and viciousness, harming his own husband and going to adulterer......

Even in the past few months, the entanglement between the Fu family and the Chengguo Mansion and the Zhennan Hou Mansion is still talked about.

Meng Ciyu cursed a few words angrily, swept a plate of vegetables to the ground with one palm, the plate was broken, and the vegetables and oil soup splashed everywhere. As if he hadn't seen it, he continued to drink.

The door suddenly opened, and a man in a cloak entered. The cloak and hat were pressed low, and he lowered his head again, and he couldn't see his appearance, but he was quite dignified.

Meng Ciyu's cold voice, "Go out." ”

The man took his sleeve down, and it was a slightly chubby man who was nearly fifty years old.

"Zhao Hu!" Meng Ciyu stood up angrily and scolded, "Old horseman, old shameless, get out, get out!" ”

Zhao Hu looked at Meng Ciyu calmly, sat down opposite him, shook his head and said, "It's so casual, it's really not like Lao Tzu's species." ”

Meng Ciyu's eyes shrank, "What did you say?" ”

Zhao Hu said, "Your mother didn't tell you, you are my Zhao Hu's son?" ”

Meng Ciyu looked at him stunned, shook his lips, and muttered, "No, how is it possible, my mother is not so shameless...... Get lost! ”

The last word is shouted out.

Zhao Hu's face sank, frowned and said, "It's unfilial." The son does not speak of the father, and he is not allowed to say that about your mother, let alone scold me. Your mother is a good woman, and she thinks about me all the time. Alas, blame me for being anxious, so that she complained and misunderstood me...... Before she died, she must have been coerced by Meng Lao Fox to leave that stinky chess. ”

He was so angry that he clenched his hands into fists and slammed the table.

Meng Ciyu said, "It was you who coerced my mother. She is married to my father, and you still don't let her go, let her do things for you, and finally kill her and turn your ugly things out...... You old horseman, you lost your morals, seduced an unmarried girl, grabbed this handle, killed my mother, and ruined my reputation, life is better than death......"

Zhao shouted to each other, "Presumptuous, nonsense." He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I am not so unbearable with your mother, we were also young Mu Ai at that time, and we were really happy with each other, so we ...... Alas, my father didn't agree with her entering the door, so she married Meng Daoming's idiot in anger. By the time I knew I wanted to make amends, it was too late. I'll admit that there are some things I'm anxious about. I also want to kill Meng Cimo earlier, so that that family will eventually fall into the hands of my own son......"

Meng Ciyu chirped, "Phew, who is your son......"

Zhao Hu said, "You are a smart child, didn't you look in the mirror to see if you look like me or Meng Daoming?" ”

These words were so startled that Meng Ciyu almost jumped up. He always knew that he looked like his mother, and his sister often told his mother that she was not good-looking like her father, and her brother was completely like his mother, good-looking......

Look at Zhao Hu again, although he is old and fat, he can still see that he has a trace of resemblance to his mother...... In other words, do you really resemble him?

No matter how angry Meng Ciyu is with Fu, she doesn't want to believe that she still has a relationship with a foreign man after marriage, and she doesn't want to believe that she is an illegitimate child. If he is really Zhao Hu's son, those two old men who have loved him for seventeen years are not his own father and grandmother, he is really finished......

He blushed angrily, pointed at Zhao and scolded each other, "Shameless old prank, shut your stinky mouth." My mother has been ruined by you, so don't throw dirty water on her again. We all know how much affection my mother and my father have. If you dare to talk about it again, don't blame me for being unkind. ”

His fists clenched, as if he were about to rush up and hit someone.

Zhao Hu ignored him and sat down by himself. Seeing that there was only one wine cup and a bowl on the table, he took the bowl and poured a bowl of wine and drank it. He took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, raised his head and looked at Meng Ciyu calmly.

"I've been thinking about her for so many years, and she's pretending to be me...... Ever since she got married, she and I have been observing etiquette. But eighteen years ago, I got drunk and ...... with her A year later, she wrote me a letter saying that she had given me a son who looked very much like me...... We only had one time after she got married, and then we gave birth to you. ”

"Shut up, shut up!" Meng Ciyu was so angry that he swept all the dishes on the table to the ground with one palm, "I'm not your son, I'm Meng Daoming's son, and I'm Meng Ling's grandson." ”

In the depths of Meng Ciyu's heart, it doesn't matter if it is Meng Daoming's son or not, but it must be Meng Ling's grandson, Mrs. Meng's grandson.

As long as the old couple is still their elders, they will not be abandoned.

Zhao Hu's face was cold, his eyes were full of coldness, and he snorted coldly, "I don't know if I recognize a thief as my father." You look like me, you are my Zhao Hu's son, even your mother recognizes it, you can't admit it. Hmph, Meng Ling, that old fox, maybe you have already guessed that you are my son. He doesn't tell you, he just wants to use you for something and kill you again. ”

Meng Ciyu's eyes were glazed, and he sat down in a chair.

Seeing Meng Ciyu's changes, Zhao Hu's eyes were full of joy. Pointing to the chair, he said, "Don't be impatient, let's talk......

Meng Laoguo took a few people into the Fuju Restaurant.

The people who were guarding here before saw them coming, and immediately restrained the people brought by Zhao Hu. Zhao Hulai is secret, and there are not many people with him. And the restaurant was guarded by people from the Meng Mansion everywhere, and the Zhao family's guards were cleaned up in a few clicks, and there was no big movement.

Seeing the two groups fighting, the people eating in the lobby and the shopkeeper of the restaurant were so frightened that they stood there and didn't dare to move.

Meng Zhong said, "What should you do, what do you." ”

Meng Lao Guogong walked up to the second floor, came to the door of the box where Wang Hao was stationing, raised his foot to kick the door open, and strode in.

Meng Ciyu stood up and shouted, "Grandfather." ”

Zhao Hu also stood up in fright, why did this old guy come.

The old man didn't say a word, and hit it with a fist.

Zhao Hu's nose hurt, and suddenly his nose bleededs, he quickly covered his nose and shouted loudly, "Someone." ”

No one came in.

The old man greeted him with a few more punches, and scolded while beating, "I killed you as a beast, you stuffed a woman you don't want into my house, and now you are here to harm my grandson......"

Although Zhao Hu is more than ten years younger than Lao Guogong, he is used to enjoying happiness, and he is not Lao Guogong's opponent at all.

The crowd at the door became more and more crowded.

Wang Hao came over and persuaded, "Old man, don't make trouble." ”

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