"It's my wife." Lu Mu sat down and filled himself with tea.
Mr. Jiang was silent. He knew that Lu Mu got married here because he had no choice but to do so.
If it was an ordinary one, I wouldn’t feel a pity if I left him in the future.
But that girl just now was obviously no ordinary girl.
Meng Li got a lot of precious ingredients from the space. This was Mr. Jiang's first day here, so he wanted to bring out the best to entertain him.
Moutai will definitely open as well.
The stove in the kitchen is a bit high, and Meng Yao steps on a small stool to cook. She waves the spatula with a layer of sweat on her forehead.
Meng Li looked a little distressed. The younger sister had to sell goods and cook for everyone. She was only nine years old, so she was as busy as an adult.
She herself is also very busy, looking for medicinal materials to grow medicinal materials, and doing layout planning, otherwise she would not make her little sister so tired.
The whole family is very diligent, just to make life better and better.
Meng Li killed a chicken and was cleaning it by the well.
Meng Wu watched Lu Mu enter the last room in the west room.
He walked to Meng Li and squatted down to work together. Meng Wu lowered his voice, but his tone was serious.
"Sister, what happened to the person they sent yesterday?"
"I was shocked when I saw two brothers carrying an injured man to the yard. When I asked, I found out what you meant."
"He settled in the house. He woke up once this morning and fed him some gruel."
If the elder brother hadn't mentioned this matter, Meng Li would have forgotten it.
Yes, there is still a man named Xie Xian lying at home.
"We have our own considerations. We saved him because he is useful." Meng Li said.
"I'm so seriously injured. I'm afraid I might be surrounded by enemies. Don't bring trouble to your family."
"Brother, it's okay." Meng Li said this out of trust in Lu Mu.
"When the person recovers, he will be sent away. He will recover here and keep it secret."
"Okay, I believe you are sensible. It is not easy for our family to reach this point." Meng Wudao.
Xie Xian was awake now, lying on the elevated pillow and looking at the man who came in.
"Master Fu, you have been here for ten years."
His voice was low and lazy, as if he was watching other people's lives as a bystander.
"Yeah, ten years."
Lu Mu stared at the other person, his eyes dark and cold: "Tell me the reason why you came here."
"Just to kill me?"
"That's right." Xie Xian admitted openly. He raised his eyelids and a sharp look flashed across his eyes: "I came to kill you to prevent you from becoming a trouble in the future."
"But." He smiled to himself, and his handsome features were even more dazzling: "This time, you saved my life. If I want to kill you, I will kill you in the future. I will do what I say. When I get better, I will Fulfill the terms promised to you.”
"As for whether you can hold it or not, it all depends on your ability."
Lu Mu raised the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, what is in my hand will not leak out again."
"I won't believe you easily. I'll wait until you can move, write a letter back, and prepare your things to bring, and then we will let you go."
"That won't work." Xie Xian said slowly, "For insurance purposes, I have to pick it up in person."
Lu Mu's eyes suddenly turned dark and cold.
We don't rule out the possibility that Xie Xian is cheating, but if the letter is intercepted for such an important thing, he may never get it again in his life.
Xie Xian seemed to be amused and said, "Next time I come, don't let your men hurt me like this again."
Yes, Xie Xian was seriously injured. He was injured by Lu Mu's men. Within a few dozen miles, he had set up heavy defenses and not even a fly could come in. Therefore, Lu Mu was very confident that no enemies would come. Looking for trouble with the second roommate of the Meng family.
Then Xie Xian closed his eyes and didn't want to say any more.
Lu Mu walked out of the room, his brows furrowed.
When he reached the door, he paused and looked at Xie Xian, with a murderous intent in his eyes.
He wants to kill this person now. He trusts no one, and it is impossible to trust an enemy who is on the opposite side.
But if he really kills him, he won't get what he wants.
Forget it, if Xie Xian doesn't keep his word, then it doesn't matter if he sends someone to kill him again.
Beside the well, Meng Li was washing vegetables on a small bench. There were a lot of ingredients beside her. For example, the ingredients for hot pot were prepared, and those that were usually eaten needed to be washed.
Meng Wu went to the kitchen to help his little sister.
Lu Mu also came to help. He didn't say a word and washed the dishes silently.
"Does the person you want to save have a good relationship with you or not?" Meng Li asked.
"not so good."
"oh."
"Why are you asking this?"
"If I have a good relationship with you, I'll provide him with good food. If I don't have a good relationship with you, I'll just let him have a full stomach." Meng Li said.
It was just a stranger she picked up in the mountains and forests. Saving his life had already taken a lot of effort from her. She also had to feed him well, so what did it matter?
The man said: "It doesn't matter if I give him a piece of cornmeal."
Meng Li chuckled: "Lu Mu, he can't be your enemy."
Lu Mu said nothing.
If he told Meng Li that Xie Xian and he were at odds with each other and would have a deadly battle in the future, he would probably make her think too much, fearing that Xie Xian's people would come to her door.
"It doesn't matter who he is to you. Anyway, if you ask me to save him, I will save him."
Meng Li was busy on her own, brushing the crayfish on her hands.
After busy for a while, various dishes were served on the big table, steaming hot and full of fragrance.
Garlic crayfish, sweet and sour pork ribs, red bean braised pig trotters, yellow braised lamb, braised big rooster, potato beef brisket, steamed sea bass, fried egg rolls, osmanthus glutinous rice and lotus root——
Another large bottle of Maotai was put on the table.
Usually we eat in the kitchen, but when Mr. Jiang came, we put them in the main hall.
Seeing that the people in the second room of the Meng family paid so much attention to him, Mr. Jiang was very satisfied. It didn't mean that he had to eat well, but the host's warm hospitality made him feel at ease and peaceful after coming all the way. warmth.
This family is easy to get along with, they are all sincere children.
Moreover, Mr. Jiang's nose is very sensitive, and he can distinguish the aroma of wine that directly touches the soul from among the strong aromas.
"What kind of wine is this? It smells extraordinary."
Meng Li smiled and pretended to be mysterious: "Mr. Jiang will find out later."
Everyone sat down one after another. Meng Ning poured wine for Mr. Jiang first: "Teacher, please try to see if it suits your taste. If not, there are other wines at home."
Mr. Jiang took a sip and felt a chill all over his body. As he tasted it more carefully, his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Good wine, okay. I've lived to my sixties, and I've never had such a delicious wine."
Meng Wu: "Mr. Jiang likes it. We have endless amounts of this kind of wine at home. If you get tired of this kind of wine, there are others."
Mr. Jiang waved his hands, with a red light on his face: "I'm afraid I'll never get tired of drinking this kind of wine with just my hands."
Everyone was laughing and chatting happily at the dinner table, and laughter broke out from time to time.
"Girl, are you literate?" Mr. Jiang asked Meng Li.
"Well, I can read and write, that's enough." Meng Li said.
Mr. Jiang looked at the nine-year-old Meng Yao again: "The second girl is not enlightened yet."
