Meng Dehai also heard about Lu Zhiye donating several ancient prescriptions from his family. It was said that the prescriptions helped alleviate the old injuries of the old leader of the Lu family left on the battlefield!
You can imagine how valuable this medicine is!
But Meng Dehai didn't dare to try it on his son easily. What if this man named Lu poisoned it?
Lu Zhiye threw a small porcelain bottle on the table, then took two steps at a time and left quickly.
When he walked into the yard, his ears moved slightly. At this time, the people in the yard were no longer the same ones as before.
Several people were hiding in the darkness in the corner, the weapons in their hands occasionally flashing a cold light.
The smell of blood on the ground was still lingering in his nose. Lu Zhiye chuckled and completely disappeared into the darkness.
And in Meng Yiyang's view, his laughter was a naked provocation and sarcasm!
He roared in anger, ignoring the pain, and punched the wall hard: "Dad, he killed the master chef. There are so many people lying in ambush in our yard. We can kill him by fighting him in a round-the-clock manner!
Why not avenge the master chef? Why cooperate with him?
Even without him, I could still join the special forces under Wen Shize."
Meng Yiyang's eyes were filled with tears as he stared at the door fiercely!
Seeing his son still acting so impulsively, Meng Dehai sighed deeply and tapped the table with his fingers: "Sit down!"
Meng Yiyang lowered his head in anger and sat at the table.
"We just came back here not long ago. Do you believe that Lu Zhiye had an accident today and someone will take us all away tomorrow?
How many people are watching us? What's more, this Lu is in charge of such a big project in Pengcheng. Not only are the leaders above him valued, but even the Hong Kong businessmen seem to be secretly looking after him!
If something happens to him, the development project will be put on hold, delaying progress. Do you think the current Meng family can still bear the wrath of the higher-ups?"
His words were like a basin of ice water in the cold winter, pouring heavily on Meng Yiyang.
His lips trembled, and after struggling for a long time, he finally uttered a sentence: "Then did the master chef die in vain? He died to save me!!"
"Sacrifices are inevitable on the battlefield. For us, everywhere is a battlefield!
He died a worthy death. Now you will be in charge of Meng Yi's funeral arrangements and make sure he receives the compensation he deserves!
And as for Wen Shize, don't act rashly."
There were some things that Meng Dehai did not say. His son was too young and immature. Saying too much would only cause more trouble!
When Lu Zhiye returned home, Wen Sihe was sitting there sewing clothes, waiting anxiously.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, she quickly stood up and walked out.
At the same time, Yan Wenqing also came out. Neither of them slept.
Yan Wenqing's nose was sensitive enough to smell the scent of blood. Tears welled up in her eyes as she grabbed Lu Zhiye's arm and looked him over. "Did they attack you? Are you injured??"
Seeing the two women grabbing his arms, one on the left and one on the right, and pouting as if about to cry, Lu Zhiye quickly shook his head: "Don't you know that he is not as skilled as your son?
This is all their blood, Mom, don't worry, this matter has been resolved!
Go back to sleep quickly. Looking at the dark circles under your eyes, you must have not had enough rest these days, right?"
Yan Wenqing heaved a sigh of relief when he heard him say that everything was fine. He quickly asked, "You haven't had time to eat all night. Can I make you something to eat?"
"Mom, no need. Don't bother with that late at night. I'll just find something to make do with. Go back to sleep!"
Yan Wenqing was still worried, and was finally pushed into the house by Lu Zhiye.
Wen Sihe followed him closely. When they reached a bright place, Lu Zhiye turned around and saw that there were tears in his young wife's eyes.
His heart felt warm, and he couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his rough palm and wiped the tears from Wen Sihe's face: "Why are you crying? I'm really not hurt!
She's already a mother of three, yet she's still acting like a little girl!"
Although he said this, he still held Wen Sihe in his arms and comforted her in a low voice.
Lu Zhiye knew very well that they had lived smoothly for so many years, how long had it been since they had seen such a bloody incident? !
That's why Wen Sihe was scared. It was like staying in a greenhouse for a long time and suddenly a bullet hole appeared on the glass. Everyone would be like a frightened bird.
When Wen Sihe calmed down, she covered her face with her sleeves in embarrassment: "Oh, you stink of blood, it stinks, why don't you go wash it quickly!"
Lu Zhiye put his arm around Wen Sihe's waist and let go, then took her into the space: "Let's take a shower together."
When the two came out again, it was already midnight!
Wen Sihe's face was as red as a peach, and her eyes were full of tears, like a blooming flower that had just experienced the baptism of a storm.
Lu Zhiye put his arm around her fair shoulders and kissed her forehead twice: "You have checked it yourself, so you should be relieved now, right?
Look, there's no injury at all!"
Wen Sihe was a little annoyed by his torment. She snorted coldly, turned around and faced her with the back of her head.
Perhaps she was really tired, her spirit suddenly lost its strength, and a feeling of fatigue suddenly came over her. Before Lu Zhiye could say anything else, the young wife in his arms fell into a deep sleep.
Lu Zhiye felt extremely satisfied and fell asleep with his wife in his arms!
The next day, both of them got up late, and the kids were all staying at the Wen family. So, Yan Wenqing didn't call them!
After preparing the meal, he left it in the pot for them, then went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, carrying large and small bags to the Wen family!
When Wen Sihe woke up, she felt like there was a big rock pressing on her waist. She wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction and said, "Get up a little. It's too heavy."
Lu Zhiye listened to his wife's soft voice, and somewhere in his heart...
The couple haven't seen each other for a long time. As the saying goes, a short separation is better than a new marriage, so it's natural that they are sticking together at this time!
After the two of them had been together for a while, Lu Zhiye brought up what Meng Dehai had said: "I'll give our brother a call. I think something must have happened over there, otherwise Meng Dehai wouldn't be trying so hard to send his son over there!"
Wen Sihe yawned, only revealing a small head from under the quilt, and said softly: "My eldest brother called me a few days ago. He has been taking a break recently and has already come here by car!
He will probably arrive in the evening, so we can go pick him up together then."
Lu Zhiye really didn't know about this matter, so he nodded and said, "Then he came at the right time.
Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"
"I'm hungry, but my arms and legs hurt, and I don't want to move!"
Wen Sihe rarely showed her little girl's delicate demeanor, and Lu Zhiye was willing to pamper her: "Okay, then you wait here, I'll bring it to you!"
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