Cangzhou monster story

"The spring day is just right, isn't Boss Meng coming to enjoy the flowers?"

"Meng is honored." Boss Meng said as he walked in the drizzle.

"Spring rain with apricot blossoms is really the most beautiful time in the south of the Yangtze River." Boss Meng said with emotion.

After hearing this, the woman turned her head in surprise and said, "Oh? Boss Meng is also very familiar with Jiangnan?"

"More than that. Born here, grew up here." There was a slight sense of melancholy in his tone, which made the woman even more puzzled, "Then why did you go north to Cangzhou?"

"It's a long story." Boss Meng will not mention it, but talked about the past when he was young, "When I was young, I studied art in the south of the Yangtze River, and the mountains were full of trees

almond blossom.What I like to do in spring is to go to the apricot forest to practice kung fu. At the end of summer, when the apricots are green and hanging on the branches, the master will pick the apricots to make wine. My brother and I love to drink the wine made by the master secretly. We were discovered A beating is inevitable. "As he spoke, he laughed, as if those past times were reappearing in front of his eyes one by one.

"It turns out Boss Meng still has relatives."

"Family?" Boss Meng was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and smiled, "Indeed, it's not that relatives are better than relatives."

"What then?"

"Later, the master asked us to go down the mountain to practice." Boss Meng said: "I was 15 years old that year. Only after I went down the mountain did I realize that the world is so big."

The woman laughed, "So you have been on the mountain?"

"Well, I've been on the mountain for as long as I can remember."

"Then where did you go when you went down the mountain?"

"After descending the mountain, we can go wherever we want." Those youthful and frivolous days have become a long-lasting memory, but they are so vivid when I think of them suddenly.

"You?" The woman keenly noticed what he meant.

"Yes." Boss Meng sighed, and then said softly, "We."

The woman was about to ask, when she suddenly heard a small tune from the Xinghualin, with a melodious voice and a clear rhyme, "Fishing under the lotus plays with Ye Tiantian, the girl in the lotus smiles sweetly, Alang's heart misses every day."

This is a common little song in the south of the Yangtze River.Boss Meng listened carefully for a while, and said with emotion: "Jiangnan's singing is still so beautiful."

The woman was also quietly immersed in the distant singing, "This is the voice of my hometown."

"Boss, boss." A series of voices came from his ears. Boss Meng woke up from Jiangnan Misty Rain's dream and saw A Ling leaning in front of his eyes. "Are you dreaming again?"

Boss Meng's whole body was sore and limp, his mind was confused, and he said in a muffled voice, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" A Ling said, "You've been asleep all day."

Hearing this, Boss Meng glanced out the window, and it was really dark. He said strangely: "I went back to bed after breakfast tomorrow, but I didn't know I slept for so long."

A Ling shook her head and said, "If you don't wake up, I'll ask Dr. Zhang to give you an injection."

Boss Meng's complexion was a little pale, and he propped himself up on the soft bed and took a sip of the tea at hand. After drinking the warm tea, he felt refreshed.

A Ling continued: "By the way, at noon, someone from Boss Wu's house in the east of the city came and asked me to send him back."

"Boss Wu?" Boss Meng thought about pressing his temples, "Is that Boss Wu who is in the silk business?"

"It's him." A Ling became angry when she thought about it, "Tell me, his eldest son came to the shop and said that we should take his father's soul away. Is there such a son in this world?" Angry, "I was just thinking about it before, and he came to the door."

"Then he is quite knowledgeable, so he came here directly."

A Ling was alert and glanced at the smiling Boss Meng, "You don't want to take this business, do you? Let me tell you, it's unconscionable."

Boss Meng laughed, "Meng has never known how to write the word conscience."

"You, wicked!" A Ling roared angrily.

Boss Meng glanced lightly at the furious A Ling, got up and said, "Is there any food, I'm starving to death."

A Ling nodded, "Aunt Wang has been keeping you warm."

Boss Meng's limp body, which had been moving and sleeping, turned around to look for food. A Ling behind her was still telling, "Don't take business from the Wu family!"

Boss Meng waved his hand, but remained silent.

Pass through the small door in the backyard and enter the backyard of the medical building. A lamp was lit in the kitchen. Boss Meng walked into the kitchen with ease. He saw a fire on the stove and hot vegetables and rice in the steamer.

He took it out by himself and ate the meal on the spot.

While eating, he remembered what A Ling had just said about the Wu family, and felt a little funny, but his son couldn't wait for Lao Tzu to die.

"What are you laughing at?" Miracle Doctor Zhang was standing by the door at some point, seeing Boss Meng eating while smiling, and asked a little strangely.

Seeing him, Boss Meng smiled even deeper, swallowed a mouthful of rice and said, "This dish is so delicious." He took another mouthful and said, "The cockroach warmed it for me."

Dr. Zhang was punctured by someone, and hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no, I just go back to my room and pass by."

"I remember that your room is not past the kitchen." Boss Meng said with certainty.

Doctor Zhang's complexion was red, and he didn't bother with him, just said: "After you finish eating, remember to put out the fire." After speaking, he turned around and left.

Boss Meng smiled and watched him leave in a hurry, finished his meal leisurely, and put out the fire.Just went back to the room.

A Ling was holding "Vertical and Horizontal", with a chessboard in front of her, and she was thinking hard.

Seeing Boss Meng coming back, he raised his eyelids and said, "Then the young master of the Wu family is here again." He raised his finger and pointed outside the door, "Waiting outside the door."

Boss Meng yawned, and it was interesting to hear, "He dared to come under your clutches, that's very brave."

A Ling snorted twice and said, "I'm nothing in front of interests."

"You still have self-knowledge." Boss Meng nodded appreciatively, nestling on the soft bed, "Then let him in, it's just boring."

A Ling nodded, got up and opened the door to call for someone: "Hey, come in."

The young master of the Wu family waited at the door for a long time. Although the servant brought a hand warmer, his face was still flushed from the cold.

He entered the house, handed the stove to the servant behind him, and saluted Boss Meng, "Boss Meng."

Boss Meng sat on the soft couch with a warm smile on his face, "You are welcome, Mr. Wu, please sit down."

Mr. Wu sat on the stool beside the round table. Boss Meng saw that the tip of his nose was red, and pointed to the teacup on the table, "Have a cup of hot tea to keep you warm."

Mr. Wu hurriedly thanked him, and after drinking a cup of hot tea, he felt warm all over.

I thought to myself, everyone said that Boss Meng could communicate with yin and yang, so everyone in Cangzhou city shunned him, but he did not expect to be such a character who turns wind into rain.Thinking about it like this made me a little more courageous, and said straight to the point: "My father has been sick for more than ten years, but he just can't swallow that breath. I want to ask Boss Meng to help my father go away with peace of mind."

He had just woken up, but the drowsiness hit him again and again.Boss Meng yelled and hadn't spoken yet. A Ling, who was concentrating on playing chess, interjected calmly.

"Hey, I want my father to be so filial as he said.