Meng Yiguo looked at the sun. Well, the sun was shining brightly!
He turned around, crossed the alley, and walked quickly towards his home.
As soon as he returned to the compound, everyone around him greeted Meng Yiguo enthusiastically.
"Yiguo is back?"
"Your mother is cooking at home, go home quickly."
Meng Yiguo nodded slightly and greeted them with a smile.
After he left, a few envious voices were faintly heard from behind.
"Ah. Have you heard that Meng Yiguo is being taken care of by the guy from the old Meng family?"
"I heard it, I heard it, and I also heard that Meng Yixing is no longer able to survive? Is that true?"
"Of course it's true! My wife's brother's wife's sister is a nurse in the hospital.
Tsk tsk tsk, I heard it was terrible! "
"Oh my god, the Meng family is about to rise."
“Who says it’s not…?”
Meng Yiguo walked slowly and had amazing hearing, so he naturally heard the conversation behind him.
He stretched out his finger, touched the scar between his eyebrows, and sneered.
Gently pushing open the half-open door, the aroma of stewed meat wafted out.
Meng's mother, who was busy in the house, saw Meng Yiguo coming back and quickly wiped her hands on her apron.
She smiled gently and said, "I'm finally back. I bought two pounds of meat and made your favorite braised pork. Come and try it!"
Meng Yiguo's cold face also showed some tenderness: "Mom, warm it up first, I have something else to do, I came back to get something."
Mother Meng looked helpless. She picked up the towel beside her and patted Meng Yiguo twice: "No matter how busy you are, you have to eat."
Meng Yiguo felt a sour taste in his nose as he looked at this woman who had toiled for most of her life and whose hair was turning slightly white around her ears.
"Mom, I've been transferred here, and I'll have plenty of time to eat the food you cook.
You know, the things that Chief Meng has arranged cannot be delayed."
"Oh, okay, okay, go ahead, go ahead, and be careful on the road!"
Meng Yiguo nodded and hurried to his room.
Looking at the cleaned house, he placed his hand under the bed and turned it slightly.
A small secret compartment popped out. Meng Yiguo looked at the things inside in silence for a while before taking it out with trembling hands.
He clenched his fingers slightly, put the things in his pocket, and walked to the hospital impatiently.
He was dressed in casual clothes and had a tall and sturdy figure. As soon as he stepped into the hospital gate, he attracted a lot of attention.
Several young nurses even cast curious glances over here.
Meng Yiguo went straight to the third floor without even having to look for the two people standing at the door of the ward. When they saw Meng Yiguo coming, they quickly saluted him.
Meng Yiguo also returned the greeting, raised his hand to open the door and walked in.
Meng Yixing was lying drowsily on the hospital bed, and was too lazy to raise his eyes when he heard the noise.
There are too many people coming here these days, some of them come to laugh at him, and some of them come out of genuine concern.
But for him, it was a great shame. After all, who likes to show his wounds to others over and over again?
"Heh, what's going on? Has the arrogant Meng Yixing really become a cripple now?"
When Meng Yixing heard a mocking voice, his eyes suddenly opened and he looked straight towards the door.
I saw Meng Yiguo leaning against the wall, playing with something in his hand, with an undisguised sarcasm on his face.
A storm was gathering in Meng Yixing's eyes. He had heard about the recent rumors and was mentally prepared to accept everything.
I just didn't expect my father to act so quickly.
"How dare a loser who relies on the Meng family to survive show off in front of me?"
Meng Yixing didn't recognize the man at all. He sat up straighter, suppressed the pain in his body, and returned to his usual state.
"Yeah, looking at the useless people in the Meng family who are lingering on, is this sentence directed at me or you?
Now that you are disabled, what are you without the Meng family? Huh? "
Meng Yiguo stretched out his big hands and clapped twice, as if he agreed with this statement very much.
"You! Who the hell are you? Not only you, but even your father is a waste! Otherwise, how could there be no trace of him left?"
The smile on Meng Yiguo's face gradually faded, and his big leather shoes made a "pa pa" sound as they stepped on the floor.
He walked closely towards Meng Yixing and took out something wrapped in red cloth from his arms.
He opened the thing gently, and the sunlight shone on it. The refracted light made Meng Yixing narrow his eyes slightly.
When he saw the name engraved on it clearly, his face was full of disbelief.
"How is it possible, how is it possible......"
Meng Yiguo also set his eyes on the bullet.
There is also a sign on it, with the three words "Meng Dejun" clearly engraved on it.
"If my father saw you like this, he would rest in peace.
Tsk tsk tsk, look at these legs..."
"Ah!! Meng Yiguo!"
Meng Yixing's screams suddenly came from the ward, and Meng Yiguo slightly exerted force on his hand on his leg.
The bullet head pressed straight towards the red and swollen area on Meng Yixing's leg.
The two people standing at the door looked at each other, listened to Meng Yixing's wailing, and for a moment they didn't know what to do.
Finally, it was the dark-faced man with a crew cut on the right who raised his hand and gently knocked on the door a few times.
Meng Yiguo looked leisurely at the disheveled Meng Yixing, who was lying there gasping for breath.
He shouted loudly towards the door: "It's okay, I'm helping Brother Yixing with rehabilitation. This was arranged by my uncle."
When the two people outside heard that it was Meng Deyi who arranged it, they stopped talking.
"What? Brother Yixing, you can't even bear this little bit of hardship?
Then how will Chief Meng hand over the position to you in the future?
Oh! By the way, it seems like they are starting to train me now?"
Meng Yiguo turned around and sat on the sofa beside him, holding his chin and looking at the pale-faced Meng Yixing with a smile on his face.
"Meng Yiguo! Do you believe it or not? Do you believe it or not? Just one word from me can make my father choose someone else?"
"I believe it, why not? It was you who suggested that I marry Wen Sihe and then hand her over to you to vent my anger, wasn't it you?
Who is Mr. Meng? With just a few words, he can negate the efforts of others for most of their lives, and even make them die in a foreign land.
How could I not believe it? "
Meng Yiguo's tone became increasingly cold, and his thoughts went back to the year when he was sixteen, when he was still a young man.
Influenced by my family, I was eager to join the army.
After all, he had been training with his father since he was a child, and he had gradually shown his talents less than a year after joining the army.
In just three years, he has won the appreciation of his superiors with his clever mind and agile skills.
Even Meng Deyi personally called him over.
The smile on my father's face that time lasted for several days.
He kept patting his shoulders and said, "Good, good! Our Meng family has produced another capable person! Learn from your uncle in the future."
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