Dongfang Mu laughed and said: “You kid, you’re not polite at all, but this old man like your temper. You stay here for dinner today. I’ll let Zhi’er cook two dishes that you like. How about it? ”
Meng Nan nodded hurriedly: “Good, good, I like to eat dumplings, as well as egg rolls, corn ribs soup, spicy chicken, cured fish…”
He said more than a dozen dishes. All of which were made by Bai Zhi before, which he never forgot.
Dongfang Mu was dumbfounded. He regretted letting him stay for dinner.
“You kid, this old man gives you three colors, but you still ask for the whole dye room? Are you trying to exhaust my Zhi’er? Can you finish so many dishes?”
Meng Nan dryly smiled, scratched his head, and said: “I just said it casually, you don’t have to do all of it. Half of it will do.”
“Half of it?” Dongfang Mu raised an eyebrow.
Meng Nan waved his hand immediately: “No, no, just three dishes, three dishes!”
Dongfang Mu patted Meng Nan’s shoulder in satisfaction: “Boy, it’s good to be content.”
“Yes, yes, yes!” Meng Nan kept laughing.
Hu Feng got up and said to Bai Zhi: “I’ll give you a hand.”
Meng Nan hurriedly stepped forward: “I can also give you a hand!”
Hu Feng snorted: “Meng Gongzi, what can you do?”
Meng Nan thought for a long time, but couldn’t remember what he could do, but suddenly he clapped his hand: “Ah! I thought about it. I can add firewood. I will help you add firewood to the stove.”
Hu Feng shook his head: “Of course, someone will do these things, but can you cook?”
“No!” Meng Nan shook his head.
Hu Feng asked again: “Can you make dumplings?”
Meng Nan shook his head again: “No!”
Hu Feng shrugged his shoulders: “Then, you should just wait and eat.” After he said those words, he took Bai Zhi and left directly.
Seeing the loss in Meng Nan’s face, Dongfang Mu patted him on the shoulder again and smiled: “You kid, sit down. Since you can’t help with the cooking, then just stay here and talk to this old man.”
Meng Nan had to sit down, and the doubts in his heart became more and more intense. He simply asked: “Master Dongfang, why Bai Zhi live here? When did you know her?”
Dongfang Mu replied: “Young man, haven’t you noticed that Bai Zhi looks a lot like me?”
With that said, Meng Nan took a closer look. Right, Bai Zhi’s eyes looked very similar to this Dongfang Mu, who was in front of him.
“Not many people know about this, but because you are Zhier’s benefactor and a close friend, I will tell you the truth.”
Meng Nan sat up straight and listened.
Dongfang Mu said: “In fact, Zhi’er is my granddaughter, who has been missing for many years. We met her by chance in Qi City. At that time, her mother was seriously ill and happened to meet her. This may be the arrangement of heaven, and then everything fitted together.”
Meng Nan was so shocked that he couldn’t close his mouth, but he silently analyzed this matter inside his heart. Dongfang Mu had a daughter. She married Pei Qinghan of Changyuan Houfu more than 10 years ago. She later gave birth to a daughter who died before she even turned a month old. A while back, he heard that Pei Qinghan brought back this daughter. And this daughter had a marriage contract with Prince Jin.
Suddenly, he thought about something again. A few days ago, he heard that Prince Xiao went to the Pei Family Mansion to propose marriage, and even the date of their engagement was set. What is going on here?
With Hu Feng’s temperament, how could he let this matter develop to this point? He was even alright with it?
Moreover, shouldn’t Bai Zhi live in Changyuan Houfu at this time? How could she be here?
Seeing him dumbfounded, Dongfang Mu smiled and said, “You kid, you must be confused, right?”