Chapter 1407 Three Old Men

Mei Yang remained calm and unhurried.

"What are you doing standing outside? Come in and talk." He poured Sanwa a cup of tea. "What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry? Did my friend do something to cause you trouble?"

"No, I just wanted to clarify something. You said before that he's a relative of our family, so is he a relative of my mother's side?" Sanwa said seriously. "I feel that he looks a bit like my mother and my uncle, and I'm worried that I might have offended him in some way, so I wanted to find out."

Sanwa was restless. Without even drinking his tea, he stood up and said, "Has he gone somewhere? I'll go look for him."

"Sit down, sit down," Mei Yang gestured with her hand, "She said she wanted to walk around the neighborhood and buy some things. Maybe she felt embarrassed staying at your house and wanted to come out and see the world, since she hasn't been here for many years. She doesn't talk much and doesn't like to interact with strangers, but don't worry, she'll definitely come back."

Mei Yang guessed that Song Chunxue hadn't gone far.

He could sense that someone was looking in his direction.

She used to be able to fly on a sword, and now, after so many years, she has even more skills, so it's possible that they might not be able to see them.

As an intermediary, he hoped the mother and son would recognize each other.

At least, he thought that Sanwa was so smart that he would find some clues.

Even if it wasn't explicitly stated, he still wanted to spend a few more days with his family.

Life is so short. Since we're here, we should at least give the children something to look forward to.

Leaving in a hurry without saying goodbye will only make Sanwa more suspicious.

It would be better to explain things clearly to Sanwa.

Once you're in the thick of it, you'll lose your sense of proportion.

"She'll be back soon. I was just about to send someone to your house to tell her that I'm planning to slaughter a goat lamb this afternoon. Let's eat here, it'll be just the three of us, no one else around. We can chat while we eat and have a drink, okay?"

Sanwa calmed down considerably, rubbed his sleeves, and sat down. "Okay."

Standing outside the door, Song Chunxue took a deep breath. With Mei Yang's arrangement, the matter didn't seem so scary anymore.

Looking at the bright and clear spring sunshine, she couldn't help but laugh at herself, realizing she had lived such a long life in vain.

Isn't she just coming back to see them?

Why are they running away in such a panic?

As long as she doesn't show her true face and refuses to admit it to the death, how could those honest guys call a man "mother"?

She lowered her head to straighten her clothes, looked at herself carefully in the mirror, and then she felt relieved.

Well, he's a man in his thirties, and he looks quite ordinary. Even if the dishes he cooks look somewhat similar, it's just a coincidence.

If she just runs away like this, those who don't suspect anything will start to suspect something.

She went to the street and bought some snacks and two jugs of wine, then returned to the cloth shop with utmost composure.

Mei Yang and Sanwa were chatting when Song Chunxue smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, what brings you here? I was thinking of buying you a pot of wine. Aren't you busy this afternoon? Why did you come over?"

Sanwa carefully examined the man in front of him. His smile, his face, and even his gait were completely different from his mother's.

It seems he was overthinking it.

He smiled bitterly to himself; it was truly a pipe dream.

"I had nothing to do this afternoon, so I came to buy some rolls of cloth from Uncle Mei. Mulan needs to make summer clothes." Sanwa stood up and said, "Mr. Qiu, please sit down. I was worried that I might not be able to entertain you properly before you leave."

"How could that be? I just came out for a walk and everything on the street seemed different than before, so I just took a stroll out of curiosity." She looked at Mei Yang, "I bought some wine, what are the plans for tonight?"

Mei Yang clapped his hands, and he knew that she had indeed been eavesdropping nearby!

"Come on, let's go to my house. I'm cooking mutton. Let's three old men drink to our hearts' content, until we're drunk!"

"..." The fake gentlemen could only nod and smile.