I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

He opened his mouth to speak, but was spotted by Meng Chang, who immediately supported Ye Youqing's arm and said, "Uncle Ye, can you still hold on? If you are tired, take a rest!"

Ye Youqing felt Meng Chang's slight force on his arm.

The old man looked over intently.

Seeing that Meng Chang was really trying to stop him from speaking, he knew there must be some inside story that he didn't know.

As a outsider, he didn't understand the reason, so he shouldn't speak easily to avoid offending others.

After all, coming here and looking at the current situation was a decision that Meng Chang made after struggling for a long time.

Although Ye Youqing didn't believe that there was any miracle doctor in the world who could bring people like them who were suffering from terminal illnesses and were in the late stages of the disease back to life, he still had the same thing in mind: he couldn't let the kindness of the younger generation down.

"Well, after a long day of traveling, my body can't take it anymore!"

Ye Youqing could only follow Meng Chang's words. In fact, his body did feel very tired, but he was a soldier and was used to being able to endure it.

Mo Yan's gaze gently fell on Ye Youqing, and she clearly just glanced at him lightly.

Ye Youqing, however, felt as if she had already scanned his physical condition from inside out.

This feeling was very strange, and Ye Youqing was sure that he was not being overly suspicious.

But Mo Yan's gaze was just a casual one, and she didn't even stay for a few seconds. He had no reason to say that her gaze was unreasonable.

"Brother, you and General Meng should take this old man to the guest room next to Mr. Zhou's."

"Okay, okay! Commander Meng, Uncle Ye, follow me!"

Pei Guohua stood up without any hesitation.

Obviously, as long as it was Mo Yan, no matter what she said, he would obey and execute it immediately.

"Uncle Ye, come, I'll help you!"

Ye Youqing had no choice but to follow Meng Chang and Pei Guohua and walk out. "Miss, and everyone else, I have to excuse myself first."

"Mr. Ye, you don't need to be polite. Just treat this place as your own home and be casual. Meng Chang has made great efforts in the construction of Peijia Village. If you don't believe me, just ask him. When he returns here, it's like returning to his second home. The people in the village don't treat him as an outsider. You are his most respected elder, so returning here is just like returning home."

The person who said this was Jiang Zhenguo.

Pei Guohua immediately agreed, "Uncle Jiang is right. Chief Meng is just like the villagers of Peijia Village. He is one of our own. He is not here as a guest, but on his way home. Uncle Ye, please don't be restrained. If there is anything you need us to do, just treat us as your own juniors and give us orders."

Pei Guohua has an honest and simple face, and his character is really honest, so the words that come out of his mouth are particularly sincere.

When Ye Youqing saw this, he was really touched.

After nodding to everyone again, he didn't say any more polite words and followed Meng Chang and the others out.

The rooms are clean and of course simply furnished.

Apart from the bed and a simple table and chairs, there was almost no other furnishings.

This is in line with Mo Yan's simple and plain style. In her opinion, the bedroom is a place to sleep, the simpler the better.

But although the room was simple, the things on the bed were not shabby at all.

On the contrary, Ye Youqing was surprised when he just sat on the bed and his hand touched the quilt cover that didn't look too thick but was very soft.

The touch is not that of ordinary cotton cloth.

"Uncle Ye, do you need me to find a foot basin for you to soak your feet before going to bed?" Meng Chang asked with concern.

"No, you can go back. I know you still have something to discuss. I won't soak my feet anymore. I just had a warm pot and I'm not cold at all."

As he said this, he took off his shoes, coat and trousers, and lay down.

When the soft quilt covered his body, he thought that he would not warm up so quickly, but surprisingly, the place covered by the quilt felt warm almost immediately after he touched the pillow.

As a result, Ye Youqing originally wanted to pretend to be sleepy and say that he wanted to sleep, and then quickly send Meng Chang and the others back to the main room to discuss matters. However, he fell asleep on his own without even having to pretend.

After hearing Uncle Ye's even breathing, Meng Chang and Pei Guohua looked at each other, said nothing, then walked out and closed the door.

"I am really tired. I fell asleep right away."

"It's good to sleep soundly. Sleeping helps to restore the mind and body. That's what my sister said."

The two of them returned to the main room, talking in low voices.

The tea had already been prepared and placed on the dining table where we had just eaten.

Just wait for two people to come in.

"Is Mr. Ye asleep?"

Jiang Zhenguo asked.

Meng Chang smiled bitterly, "He might have wanted to hold on a little longer, but his body couldn't take it anymore and he fell asleep almost the moment he touched the pillow."

"Just like my dad, he also said to lie down at first, but he started snoring after a few seconds. I haven't seen my dad sleep so soundly in a long time. At home, he has to take several painkillers almost every day to barely sleep for a few hours. Meng Chang, this Peijia Village is really a good place. It is really a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. My dad can fall asleep as soon as he comes here."

This is also the reason why Zhou Shuaishuai knew that his father had not eaten anything and felt a little sorry for his father being hungry, but still couldn't bear to wake him up.

At this point, letting Zhou Dachao have a good sleep is much more important than eating more meals.

"So, General Meng, what is the main reason for your return to the village this time?"

Mo Yan looked at Meng Chang suddenly and asked directly to the point.

Meng Chang was shocked, and instinctively wanted to say that he just wanted to use it as an excuse to bring Mr. Ye here for a short rest.

But after meeting Mo Yan's calm eyes, his eyes shrank and he subconsciously did not dare to say that excuse.

Qin Hong's expression froze after hearing Mo Yan's straightforward question.

The key point is that at this moment, neither of them dared to look at each other's expressions under Mo Yan's gaze, let alone exchange glances.

Both of them are caught in a dilemma. Should they tell the truth or not?

If you say it, there is a chance that the people you care about will be saved.

The premise is that Mo Yan does not pursue the matter if they swore not to expose her secret.

But if we don't tell them, we can keep the secret, but we may miss the last chance to save their lives.

They had some understanding of Mo Yan's personality. If they asked directly, she would give an accurate answer, either to save or not.

But if she takes a roundabout approach, unless there is Niu Niu by her side to assist and beg for mercy, it might be possible. Otherwise, Comrade Mo Yan will really have to watch the person die in front of her.

In Meng Chang's heart, there really were a hundred thousand villains fighting, all equally matched and hard to find an opponent. Therefore, he weighed the pros and cons again and again. In the middle of winter, his forehead and back were already covered with sweat, and he stammered, yet hadn't answered Mo Yan's question.

Zhou Shuaishuai, who was watching from the side, was getting anxious. "Hey, Meng Chang, why don't you say something? Didn't you bring Elder Ye here to treat his illness? Hurry up and tell this Comrade Mo!"