The Seventh Master may not know much about Jin Shengshui's personality.

Jin Shengshui is clearly making fun of him.

But he didn't know, and thought that Jin Shengshui was a lifelong event that cared about him.

The seventh master actually thought about it seriously, and then said, "I'm in this situation now, so it's not easy to talk about marriage."

"After all these years, she may have married and had children a long time ago."

"As for me, my flesh is finished."

"Some people, once they miss it, it is for life."

We were silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Now, even the stupidest person knows we're laughing at him.

The seventh master's face turned red, clenched his fists, snorted coldly, closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to us.

A few minutes later, we arrived at a neighborhood.

There is a big sign at the entrance of this community, with a few big characters written on it: Bijiang Yunxi.

Xiao Zhu said: "This is a high-end community in Beijing. There are some small high-rise buildings, and some are villa areas."

The seventh master said a little sourly, "It seems that she is married to a rich man."

Master Tsuen smiled and said, "Actually...... Not necessarily."

"This villa is in his daughter's name."

"That's the writer."

The Seventh Master sighed and said, "Is it very profitable to write books now?"

Tsuen said, "The early years were fine. Now that there are more literate people and more people who write books, it is not so easy."

"There are more monks and less meat, and there are more wolves and less porridge."

The Seventh Master was stunned for a moment and said, "Why does your words sound weird?"

After a short time, the car stopped in front of a villa.

In fact, in such a high-end community, we were not allowed to enter, and the security guards here are very good, and when they talk to us, they are very undeceiving.

Fortunately, Xiao Zhu was in the car and showed his documents, otherwise, Jin Shengshui would have beaten the security guard.

After a short time, the car stopped in front of a villa.

Tsuen got out of the car and said to us, "Let's go, this is it."

The seventh master straightened his clothes and walked to the door with a nervous face.

Tsuen rang the doorbell.

Soon, there was a sound of footsteps inside.

I saw that the Seventh Master seemed to be nervous, and his hands were trembling slightly.

Then, the gate opened.

Inside stood a woman, about fifty or sixty years old.

The woman looked at us blankly and said, "Who are you looking for?"

The seventh master stepped forward excitedly.

He spread his arms as if to hug the woman.

But it seems a bit abrupt.

In the end, a thousand words were combined into one sentence: "You...... After all these years, do you remember me?"

The woman said suspiciously, "Who are you?"

The seventh master said, "I am your seventh brother. Hongmei, don't you remember me?"

The woman rolled her eyes and said, "I'm the babysitter of this house."

Seventh Master: "......"

A few of us were laughing in the back like bears were growling.

Lord Tsuen coughed dryly, stepped forward, and said, "I made an appointment with your lord's family."

The nanny glanced at Master Quan, oh, and said, "I know you, you've been here once."

The nanny said to us, "Don't stand stupid, come in."

We went in.

Jin Shengshui whispered, "It's worthy of being a rich man, even the nanny's attitude is so good."

When we entered, on the couch in the living room, sat a gray-haired woman.

This woman is the same age as the Seventh Master.

She was well-dressed, although she looked a little older

, but the maintenance is very good, and it seems that I have not suffered anything over the years.

The woman was drinking coffee when she saw us coming in and quickly stood up.

The seventh master looked at the woman and said with some excitement: "Hongmei, I am relieved to see that you have been doing well all these years......

The woman was stunned for a moment, then said, "You recognized the wrong person. I'm not a red plum, I'm a friend of the writer, I'm here as a guest."

Seventh Master: "......"

Our stomachs hurt from laughter.

Jin Shengshui complained in the back: "Seventh Master, you can't do it. Have you forgotten what you look like?"

"Did you make up your affection?"

Seventh Master: "......"

He sat there a little depressed, and no one cared about him.

After a while, the door opened. A woman in her fifties hurried in from outside.

When she came in, she smiled at us and said, "There's a book club for a while, and I'm coming back late, sorry, sorry."

Then her eyes locked on the Seventh Master.

The Seventh Master began to get excited again.

But...... He had already misidentified two people in a row today.

It can be seen that this time the seventh master is more cautious and does not dare to admit it again.

The woman laughed and said, "Uncle Seven, what's the matter? I haven't seen you for years, you don't know me?"

Only then did the Seventh Master breathe a sigh of relief, smiled slightly, and said, "I know, you are a red apricot."

The woman opened her hand and said, "I haven't seen you for many years, why don't you give me a hug?"

It has to be said that writers are avant-garde.

Compared with her, the Seventh Master is simply an old antique half cut into the coffin.

The woman and the seventh master hugged each other.

After they separated, the woman suddenly raised her hand and snapped it, and slapped the seventh master hard.

[In view of the general environment,

This slap was crisp and loud, the seventh master was stunned, and we were all stunned.

The seventh master covered his face and said with a dumbfounded eye, "You...... What are you hitting me for?"

Hongxing said faintly, "Why did I beat you, don't you know yourself?"

Seventh Master: "......"