Meng Shaoan paused after hearing this, then smiled and said, "This is what I should do. I neglected it. But if I go back now, I won't be able to make it in time for the New Year's Eve dinner. It would be better for you to spend the New Year with us here, and wait until the third or fourth day of the New Year..."

"Even if I can't make it to the New Year's Eve dinner, at least I can see my family that night. I'm just telling you that I'll arrange for her to return to Beijing." Meng Zhehan said.

Meng Shaoan noticed that his nephew was different from usual. He had a stern face since he entered the study. When he saw his uncle, he was not as warm and considerate as before, asking about the nanny's well-being. Instead, he started to care about the nanny first. Meng Shaoan thought that something might have happened, so he didn't ask any more questions and nodded to let his nephew arrange for Wu Ma to return to Beijing.

Meng Zhehan picked up the phone on the table, made two calls, wrote a note, and told Meng Shaoan that he would come back to discuss things later. Then he went downstairs to arrange for Wu Ma to get in the car he had just taken, which would take Wu Ma directly to the airport.

Originally, the helicopter seat was reserved for Meng Zhehan, but he gave it to Wu Ma and told her that if she didn't want to come to H Province again after the New Year, he would arrange for her to stay in Beijing to work.

Aunt Wu happily got on the car and left.

Jin Yanyan watched Meng Zhehan's actions and asked him what was going on. She didn't get a response, and she couldn't help wondering, and she was a little angry: This nephew is so rude, running to her house to point fingers, does he think she is a housewife for decoration? She is still his elder, so arrogant! Meng Wenlan and Meng Wenxin saw that their eldest brother actually let their nanny go, so what would they eat and drink? It's so cold, how can no one wash clothes and cook? Can people still have a good New Year?

But Meng Zhehan ignored their protests. Meng Wenlan no longer thought her elder brother was so cool and shouted, "Brother, you came to our house and didn't tell us what you were going to do, nor did you discuss it with my mom. You are a bureaucrat and a hegemonist! I'm going to call Beijing and complain to my grandparents about you!"

As she said that, she really picked up the microphone on the coffee table. Meng Zhehan glanced at her and went upstairs with a stern face.

Meng Wenlan shouted to Jin Yanyan, "Mom! Look at my brother! Am I really going to hit him?"

Jin Yanyan thought for a moment and said, "Don't make a fuss. It's New Year's Day. Don't make your grandparents angry over such a small matter. Maybe your dad agreed to this."

"How can this be considered a small matter? My dad will never agree to this! Without a nanny at home, what will we eat for New Year's Eve dinner?"

Meng Wenxin also grumbled: "It's so cold, I don't want to wash dishes or vegetables, nor do I want to wash clothes or brush shoes... I have to change the sheets every day, otherwise I can't sleep. When I get up in the morning, Aunt Wu prepares clothes for me, what should I do now?"

Jin Yanyan held her head with her hand, "It's going to be hard for the next two days. I'll call Xiao Peng on the third day of the New Year and ask him to come back early. Aunt Wu has already prepared the New Year's Eve dinner and tomorrow's dishes. They're all in the steamer and we'll be able to eat them when they're served."

Meng Wenlan angrily cursed: "This Wu Ma, a traitor and a running dog! She worked in our house and we paid her, but she wagged her tail and begged for mercy from my eldest brother! When she comes back, you must punish her!"

Jin Yanyan: "Okay, stop talking. Auntie Wu has worked in the Meng residence for many years. The old lady sent her to follow us. Do you think you can just clean up the mess? When you beat a dog, look at its owner. Does the old lady have no dignity left? Learn from her!"

Meng Wenlan snorted: "Anyway, we can't let her get away with it so easily. At least deduct her wages!"

"I know what to do. You two, don't just lie here. Go change into something formal. My brother is here. We're going to set up the New Year's Eve dinner. You two can come and help."

"No! How could I do this?" Meng Wenlan refused directly.

Meng Wenxin also acted like a spoiled child: "Mom, the kitchen is greasy, I don't want to go in. Dad said that I have to protect my hands, I still have to play the piano!"

Jin Yanyan: “…”

In the study upstairs, Meng Zhehan and Meng Shaoan sat across the desk from each other. Meng Shaoan was originally smiling while asking questions to his nephew, but seeing that he was always looking stern, he stopped smiling and his face became serious: "When you were a child, you always came to talk to your second uncle when you had doubts in your heart, and asked your second uncle to help you solve the problem. This time, you came here on New Year's Eve. What difficulties have you encountered again? Tell me, as long as your second uncle can do it, I will definitely help you."

Meng Zhehan raised his lips and sneered: "In fact, you have never really helped me at any time. What you said is specious and cannot stand up to scrutiny. I just have a good impression of you and trust you blindly. I don't take it seriously and don't question it."

"..." Meng Shaoan opened his eyes wide and looked at Meng Zhehan: "This is not like you. What happened today? How could you say that about your second uncle?"

"Because I see you clearly. You are no longer the second uncle in my mind. You look upright and honest, but you are actually a hypocrite."

This sentence was very serious, and Meng Shaoan became angry: "Tell me, how did I become a hypocrite?"

"Do you still remember the Red Pine Town Lumber Mill and the Seventh Logging Team?"

Meng Shaoan was calm. He had mentioned these place names when he told stories to children. "Of course."

"What about Guan Xiuzhi, Meng Shengli, He Lian, and Goudan?"

Meng Shaoan was stunned for a moment, his eyes became sharp: "Who told you this? I know you...sometimes you get bored and run around the country, right? Did you meet some strange people?"

Meng Zhehan chuckled: "If I say yes, what will you do?"

Meng Shaoan was silent for a moment, then sighed softly, "Is it her? Is Guan Xiuzhi okay?"

Meng Zhehan looked at him coldly: "No, she has turned into a pile of yellow earth. She died in the spring of the second year after you left Hongsong Town. Because of her death, He Lian and Goudan also died one after another. In the end, they all died because of you."

Meng Shaoan was shocked, his mouth opened, his face pale: "You, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"I also met a girl. She was born in the spring and will be twenty soon. She looks exactly like the portrait of my grandmother in our old house. It's the portrait of a young girl. The girl is exactly the same. This girl was born by Guan Xiuzhi. She was born prematurely, so Guan Xiuzhi died of complications during childbirth."

Meng Zhehan watched Meng Shaoan's face turn from pale to gray, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead and gathering into strings and dripping down. The depression that was weighing on his heart inexplicably dissipated a little.

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