However, Shen Yu looked at Feng Anchen again with a deep gaze, and said meaningfully, "Anchen, tell your uncle, what do you know?"

Feng Anchen suddenly felt a little nervous.

When he first came to Kaoshantun, he knew Shen Yu.

I don’t know why, although he is a farmer, he always has a unique temperament that makes it difficult to ignore him, but I don’t know how to approach him.

At that time, this person seemed to live in his own world, and for a while he even looked down on others.

Because this man was too foolishly filial, his wife and children had to suffer with him.

He even compared himself to his own mother.

I think they should be the same kind of people.

But ever since he stepped forward to divide the family, he discovered that this man had become different.

So he knew that at this moment, the most taboo thing was to play tricks and pretend to be confused in front of Shen Yu.

The young man's eyes were very open. He stood up from his chair and said very obediently, "Uncle Shen, I know that you asked Uncle Tian to help you find out about the Chu family. I guess Chu Han's mother may not be dead. Do you know where she is?"

Shen Mingxi was startled.

How did you guess this Feng Anchen so quickly?

Shen Mingxi couldn't help but widen his eyes and stare at Feng Anchen.

Shen Yu remained calm, sitting on the chair, his voice still gentle, "Xiao Wu, guess again, who is Chu Han's biological mother?"

Feng Anchen's eyes instantly sparkled, as bright as stars.

Shen Yu called him Xiaowu, and his tone was involuntarily full of intimacy. Did he really treat him as one of his own?

It turns out that you can't be petty in front of smart people.

He smiled slightly, "Uncle, if I guess correctly, it's Grandma Mu, right?"

A hint of approval flashed across Shen Yu's eyes.

He didn't say yes or no, but asked, "Have you told anyone about your guess?"

"Uncle, I didn't. I didn't even tell grandpa."

At this time, Shen Yu stood up from the chair, looked at the young man in front of him, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, "I will write a letter, you take it back to the capital, and personally hand it to Chu Han."

Feng Anchen was obviously stunned. He was so well-behaved and said so much, why didn't Uncle Shen let him go back to Kaoshantun with him?

He then seemed to understand something, but was a little uncertain.

So he looked at Shen Yu with suspicion.

Shen Yu nodded slightly to him.

Feng Anchen understood immediately, and said cheerfully, "Uncle, I know what you mean. After I give the letter to Uncle Chu Han, I will take him to Kaoshantun, right?"

Shen Yu curled the corners of his mouth, then looked out the window. The sun was high in the blue sky. Although he didn't have a clock, he knew it should be past eleven o'clock.

He warned, "Xiao Wu, when your uncle Chu Han asks you, just tell him what you know..."

"I understand uncle, don't worry, I will definitely get it done."

"Come on, I'll take you two to dinner."

Feng Anchen's heart was somewhat excited.

Shen Yu walked in front, and Shen Mingxi and Feng Anchen followed behind.

"Where do I have the time to go?" Shen Mingxi rolled his eyes at him.

"Then let's take some time to go and have a look, okay?"

Before Shen Mingxi could answer, Shen Yu in front of him coughed lightly. Feng Anchen scratched the back of his head embarrassedly and chuckled barely perceptiblely, with joy in his eyes and brows.

Shen Yu took her two children to a very clean restaurant opposite the hotel.

When the father and daughter were alone, Shen Yu gave all the 20,000 yuan from selling the old mountain ginseng roots to Shen Mingxi. Although Shen Mingxi said he would use the money to do business, Shen Yu refused because the money he had was enough for the current turnover.

Shen Yu knew that, in fact, Shen Mingxi had contributed the most.

So the old ginseng belongs to my daughter.

Although it is impossible to tell the difference no matter how hard you try, Shen Yu's attitude is very firm.

However, Shen Mingxi knew that the best use of this money now was to do business. Whether it was kept in a bank or in a space, it would not be as valuable as it is now in a few years.

Although Shen Yu disagreed, Shen Mingxi was not in a hurry. He thought he could just take it out when there was a chance, so he agreed.

Even so, Shen Yu is now considered to have some spare money.

So, we ordered three dishes and a soup.

They are all local specialties, the small stir-fried dishes are light and refreshing, and the three-layer braised pork with five belly is paired with local pickled mustard greens. They exude a tangy aroma.

Rice is grown here, and although the yield is not high and it is the kind of indica rice that is not very tasty, the freshly steamed rice paired with such dishes is also very appetizing.

Feng Anchen ate happily.

However, this may have something to do with his upbringing. Although he eats fast, his every move is still elegant and dignified.

The looks of these three people are the most outstanding in this restaurant.

From time to time, people glanced at them, and even the waiter came and went several times under the pretext of pouring water for them.

The three of them ate very quietly without looking around. The others didn't want to stare at them either, so they continued chatting. The topic they talked about most was the fire that broke out in the Minle Guesthouse early this morning.

Although the suspect has been caught, this case certainly cannot be closed so quickly.

So there are many different opinions.

"I guess the manager of the guesthouse must have offended someone."

"Even if you have offended someone, you can't surround it with dry firewood and pour gasoline on it, trying to burn everyone inside to death. This is too cruel and terrible. Our Yuncheng has been around for decades and has never had such a thing happen. If you offend someone and do this, how can the people of our Yuncheng still live a peaceful life?"

"Why else would you set fire to the guesthouse for no reason?"

"Then just wait for the police station to investigate. Fortunately, no one was burned to death. If someone had died, I think the people in the nearby street guesthouse and the police station would have had a hard time."

"I heard that the higher-ups are taking this very seriously and have issued a document. The Spring Festival is coming soon, and all areas and streets must step up patrols. After all, fire and water are merciless."

"Yes, as the old saying goes, the day of the fire is the day of poverty. I heard that although only one floor of the guesthouse was burned, it also caused a lot of losses. The important thing is that they have to compensate the guests who were injured and suffered losses."

But after all the talk, no one knows what caused the fire.

Feng Anchen was filled with fear.

He was just trying his luck. If he couldn't find anyone, he would just take it as a way to relax and hide from his noisy parents at home.

(End of this chapter)