The Dishonest Son and The ‘Ghost’ Doctor Mother

   "What's wrong? Can't it?" Nan Nan asked strangely. The yard looked very quiet, and there were no servants. It didn't look like a place where people lived.

   "There is Grandpa's son, which is where your uncle lives." The old clan paused, then looked back to the housekeeper, "Zhicheng is not in the house?" The courtyard was still dark at this late hour.

  The butler shook his head and said, "Master hasn't returned home since yesterday. It seems that there is something to do."

  Not back? The clan old man thought for a while, could it be that he went to investigate the matter of the family who assassinated him yesterday?

  He still thinks that when he has breakfast tomorrow, he will summon his family and give them a good introduction to Nan Nan.

  Nannan blinked, uncle? Is that the younger brother of Concubine Meng?

  Meng Guifei’s brother is in the same group with her? He didn't seem to see him twice after coming.

  The clan elder didn't ask much, and led Nan Nan to continue walking forward.

  Nannan took a few steps and directly picked the courtyard behind Mengzhicheng. The mansion of the old clan was very large, and he didn't want to go shopping all over it on a rainy day. And looking at the grandfather's expression, he definitely hasn't given up on his plan to live with him.

  So Nan Nan had the foresight to quickly select the place to live, and then the cat went to his room to look at it.

  The clan elder was a little dissatisfied, but he followed him into his yard and talked about it for a long time. However, Nannan is determined and does not intend to change.

  The old clan was helpless and asked his servants to come and wait for Nan Nan to see if it was indeed late. Looking at the little thing, he just yawned twice, presumably he was tired.

  He gave a few more detailed explanations, especially the servants who were serving Nan Nan, so that they were not allowed to have the slightest negligence.

  After that, the clan elder turned his head one step at a time and left the yard.

  Nannan along the road following Yu Qingluo can be regarded as a wind and dust, not to mention that there is no one to wait for him, sometimes he has to beat his mother to the back, which is still very hard.

  Now in the old man’s house, a maid arranged for him, and he naturally enjoyed it comfortably.

  It didn’t take long before she lay lazily in bed and fell asleep.

  The rain curtain outside is still big, and the sound of falling rain is fast, tapping Nannan’s eardrums one after another.

  The next person watched him go to sleep, then quietly left the inner room, went outside and leaned on the small bed to doze off, not daring to sleep too deeply.

  The rain stopped in the middle of the night, and it was wet outside. Nan Nan got up half asleep and peeed. When he returned to bed, he couldn't sleep anymore.

It seems that he suddenly remembered something very important. He forgot to ask Uncle Mo Xian why he and Xiaoyu were asked to stay with his father at Jinxiang Inn so suddenly. This is so strange. Could it be that his mother came from there? What happened?

  Nannan poked his head, wondering if he didn't understand, the more he thought about it, the more irritable he got. Finally, he left the room calmly, standing under a big tree in the courtyard, looking at his handsome little face in a small puddle over there, and admiring himself.

  The rain stopped, the air was much cooler, and the sky was much brighter.

  After being narcissistic for a while, Nan Nan thought about going back to the inn early tomorrow to ask her mother what was going on. Thinking about it, he turned and went back to the room to sleep.

  Who knows that he has just walked two steps, and suddenly he saw a silhouette of a figure passing by not far away, the speed is bizarre.

  Nannan was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the direction the figure was going...It was the yard of Mengzhicheng, the son of the old clan.

  Nannan walked a few steps there and stared for a while, only to find that although Meng Zhicheng had returned to the yard, there was no light in the house.

  Weird, the room is so dark, he doesn’t need to wash and change clothes by candlelight?

  Nan Nan shook his head, feeling that this uncle seemed mysterious. There was no one in his yard, which was very strange.

  He watched for a while, and found no movement, thinking that he might have been asleep, then turned and left.

  But as soon as he took a step, there was another sound.

  Nan Nan was busy hiding in the corner of the wall with her waist, her round eyes staring at the black-clothed Meng Zhicheng out.

  The bright eyes narrowed deeply. It was sneaky in the middle of the night, maybe it was something shameful to do. This is in his own mansion, and he is a master again. Does anything need to be so mysterious?

  Meng Zhicheng only paused in the yard for a moment, and then swept away in one direction.

  Nan Nangu didn't think much, and immediately followed.

  Lu's footwork is the top light exercise, Nannan has been familiar with driving for so long. He always seemed very clumsy and immature when chasing and playing on weekdays. Now that he is doing serious things, he has become more strict.

  Meng Zhicheng is his father's uncle and grandfather's son, so he must be very skilled. Nan Nan knows, so he must be careful when tracking.

  Fortunately, his talent is high, and he knows the Lu Family footwork, and stops for a while, so he followed a long way, and the previous Meng Zhicheng didn't notice.

   Nan Nan thought, fortunately, this uncle is not as good as his father, otherwise, he will definitely find himself.

  唔, it's no wonder that grandpa only accepts his father as an apprentice, and even his son hasn't taught much kung fu. Presumably, his bone talent is not as good as his father's.

  He thought, still a little smug in his heart.

  Mengzhicheng fell together again, rushing past the quiet streets.

  Not long after, he stopped at the door of a small courtyard, looked around, moved twice on the wall, and then pushed in.

  Nannan came to the door, tilted his head and thought about it. He stood far away just now and didn't see clearly what Mengzhicheng did. But what is certain is that this courtyard house definitely has hidden weapons. If anyone does not ask to come in, they may become a turtle in the urn.

  Nan Nan felt that it was not very good to be a turtle, so he took a few steps back in frustration, and the cat was still in a corner not far away, waiting for Mengzhicheng to come out.

  However, an hour later, the courtyard in front of him was still quiet, there was no sound at all, let alone Meng Zhicheng's figure coming out.

Nan Nan blinked and yawned sleepily. He felt a little chill on his body. When the wind blew, he almost sneezed.

   Glancing at the courtyard, Nan Nan hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, after thinking about it, he decided to go back, anyway, he couldn't get in, and he couldn't get out.

  Beating his sore knee, Nan Nan exhaled heavily, stood up from the corner of the wall, and walked outside step by step.

  After walking two steps, he was taken aback, and looked at the inn in front of him with some surprise.

  Hey, isn’t this the inn where he lives?

  Nannan measured it and found that it would take about two quarters of an hour to go to the old mansion of the famous clan. He is too sleepy now. The inn is so close, it is better to go to the inn to sleep.

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