This child always looks at you with cold contempt whenever he doesn't like something.
Aunt Hong grinned and teased: Master, this kid Zhenshu likes you very much.
In response to Aunt Hong's teasing, Liang Meng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Zhenshu's fair and tender little face, stroking his chin and thinking seriously.
The look in his eyes was like that of a rough peasant swallowing his saliva while looking at a pretty little beauty in the distance. It was full of lust.
After a long time, he sighed with regret and shook his head like a rattle.
no!
Zhenshu is still a child, a flower in bud, she can't bring herself to do it!
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Hall Master, what are you thinking about every day?
Happy and leisurely times are always short.
A guest arrived at Yunmeng Hall. Liang Meng was about to start work. The pillow book was also free.
But the relief from the pillow book was not a happy one. From time to time, he would stare at the door in a daze, but he never saw Liang Meng.
Zhenshu was very angry and treated the customer who came to drink tea very badly. Aunt Hong was helpless.
On this day, a strange man came to Yunmeng Hall: an old man with a hunchback.
How old is he? Not only is his face covered with wrinkles, but all the skin exposed outside his robe is also deeply wrinkled.
He was extremely thin, with only a thin layer of old skin covering a frail skeleton, without a single muscle.
When Liang Meng came in, he found that this person's legs and feet were also extremely inconvenient.
One leg is lame.
Liang Meng guessed that what he wanted was nothing more than to recover his body.
But he is a weirdo.
The old man does not ask for a cure for his lameness, nor does he ask for good health.
I just want a good set of teeth.
tooth?
Liang Meng was stunned for a moment. But when he thought about it carefully, it made sense.
After all, at this age, with his body in such a miserable state, his teeth must have been rotten long ago.
"Excuse me, but compared to a good set of teeth, good health seems to be more worthwhile."
After hearing what Liang Meng said, the old man sitting in the chair slowly shook his head.
He held the cane tightly in his hand, stood up shakily, and bowed his head.
The old man was trembling and looked like he was about to fall. Liang Meng quickly stood up and walked over to support the old man and let him sit down in the chair.
"Please grant me your blessing, Hall Master."
"That's easy. Just wait a moment."
After saying that, he stood in front of the old man, flipped his fingers in the air very quickly, and blurted out a few spells.
White light from the fingertips shone into the old man's mouth.
The light disappeared, revealing the old man's mouth full of strong white teeth.
"Okay."
The old man raised his fingers tremblingly and touched his lips. When he touched the hard teeth, tears of excitement flowed out of his eyes.
Liang Meng? ?
So excited? How important is this tooth?
"Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master."
As the old man was about to stand up again, Liang Meng quickly stepped forward to stop him.
"Since you've come to Yunmeng Hall for help, this is what Yunmeng Hall should do. There's really no need to be so polite."
The old man was still very excited, his face was covered with tears, and his fingers were touching his teeth back and forth.
It’s like getting some precious treasure.
"It's okay, it's finally okay this time. Little Pomegranate, I can finally have a good bite of the food you cooked for me."
Little Pomegranate? Such a cute name? She must be the old man's daughter or granddaughter.
"What is a little pomegranate?"
By the way, the hall master's curiosity is getting stronger day by day.
"Replying to the master, this is my old lady."
Liang Meng:...
Uncle, it’s not nice to show off your love so openly in front of a single guy like me.
Little Pomegranate, isn’t this a nickname that only people in love use?
"You just said you wanted to eat a good meal?"
"That's the hall master."
The old man raised his hand to wipe away the turbid tears in his eyes and told Liang Meng the story.
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