Durin's Diary

Chapter 846 Rain on the Duckweed

A long time passed, so long that everyone had forgotten when Wuming left.

Finally, Lao Pang stood up and said, "I have to go home. Everyone, go back tonight and remember to sign in at the Candle Dragon Pavilion tomorrow."

After saying that, he patted Fang Ping'an on the shoulder and left.

Then came Tulin and Luo Xinghan. The two old men staggered away - they had also drunk quite a bit. Although Zhulong was a good drinker, he was still afraid of the young and strong. Today, the two of them were like old masters who were stunned by Tulin's random punches, and they also heard some things they shouldn't have heard. Now they are not sober at all.

"Let's go." The old man stood up.

As soon as he stood up, Zhang Mengping also stood up, and then the remaining few people could no longer sit still.

When they went downstairs, they found Lao Pang, Tulin and Luo Xinghan standing in front of the counter and talking anxiously to Mrs. Fang.

The old man laughed and said, "My descendants will definitely rush to pay the money."

Yan Zhenqing was stunned, then followed the old man.

Just as the old man had thought, the three big men were arguing with the two ladies at the counter.

"How can you let a child pay! My lifelong reputation has been ruined today by you two wives!"

Lao Pang was anxious.

Turin wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

Luo Xinghan is a fat man with a kind heart, and he laughs very freely.

The two ladies at the counter had their own reasons. "Little Dulin keeps calling us 'Auntie,' how could we bear to deny him what he wants? Besides, he paid with pure gold coins. I'm going to use this money as New Year's red envelopes for the kids today. Don't argue with me." The Fang family's wife made sense. "Besides, we at Zhulong believe in a long future. It's not like you won't be able to marry this child in the future."

"Okay, Lao Pang, let's go. Don't let this kid down." The old man patted Lao Pang's arm and drove the old guy away who still wanted to argue. The old man smiled at the other Mrs. Lin who looked much better at the counter and said, "Next time, don't look at my unlucky kid."

"I know. I feel much better now after eating this child's fruit. This child is truly remarkable. If you can bring back his descendants, his descendants can choose any girl from my Lin family."

"That won't do. Lan En is the only one of his kind. The rest are of other species. What if the baby is born without horns or tails, and your old man hates him? Forget it. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings." After the old man finished speaking, he smiled and raised his eyebrows at Yan Zhenqing. The two little guys walked away laughing.

Fang Pingan, who followed, put his hands in his sleeves. His sister Fang smiled and said, "The loss we suffered this time was huge."

"It's old enough. It's my younger brother who is ignorant and has caused trouble for all the brothers."

"If you know you're wrong, don't be too concerned with truth or facts in the future. You're not strong enough, understand?"

After the conversation between the siblings was over, Fang Ping'an nodded and left.

Zhang Mengping, who came out last, nodded slightly to the two people at the counter.

"Master Mengping, we haven't seen each other for a long time." Mrs. Lin said with a smile.

"It's been a long time since we last met. I didn't want to come today, but Lao Pang said that my descendants have come from the Western Continent, so I thought I should come and see them. After all, everyone says that this child is good." Having said that, the old man sighed helplessly.

"It's quite good, or rather, it exceeded my expectations. However, my daughter is not blessed enough after all."

After saying that, Zhang Mengping looked at the Fang family's wife: "You, you are more curious than Xiaolin, but why don't you look."

Mrs. Fang smiled and said, "When they were outside, I looked at them, just once, and my left eye is still blind." Zhang Mengping laughed when he heard this: "Eat the fruit, and don't think you're better now."

After saying that, he walked out of the meeting place. At this time, the old friends had already dispersed and had a drink, so Lao Pang carried Tulin and Luo Xinghan away.

The other group's home was on the other side, so we walked together to the other end.

Zhang Mengping was alone. He looked at the brightly lit Shangjing and was about to roll himself a cigarette when a young messenger came over and handed him a box: "You must be Mr. Zhang Mengping, right?"

"Yes, how did you know it was me..."

"Mr. Du Lin asked me to prepare something for you. He said that when he saw your two fingers were burnt yellow, he knew that you must be a smoker, so these cigarettes are his little gift to you." After saying that, the young messenger handed over the box and left.

Zhang Mengping was silent for a while, and finally opened the box, which contained a whole box of cigarettes.

It was the kind of Xilu cigarette that the old emperor smoked, and he treated it as a treasure.

Zhang Mengping took out one, hid the rest in his space, then lit the cigarette and took a puff.

Amidst the tobacco mist, the old man looked at the bright lights and feasting in the distance, letting the tobacco mist linger between his fingers and in front of his eyes.

When he squinted, wrinkles piled up at the corners of his eyes like folds of rice paper. The cigarette between his fingers was curling up, and the blue-gray mist blocked his vision and blurred the words on the square archway in the distance.

The cigarettes are good and have the effect of healing the lungs. Although this injury is nothing to an old Zhulong like Zhang Mengping, for mortals, it is a rare and good cigarette.

He sighed, and as the cigarette butt flickered, he exhaled a string of round smoke rings that rolled in his throat and gradually dissipated through the air.

This was a little trick that a mortal veteran taught him when he was young. At that time, Zhang Mengping was just a military academy student. It was his first time to go to the Three Passes and Four Seas to witness glory and death. The veteran later saved him once.

Over the years, his family has experienced too many ups and downs in the eyes of the old man.

At this moment, an evening breeze suddenly blew by, and the cigarette ashes were blown up and fell down. He subconsciously waved his hand, and then was stunned again.

Old man, how come this child is so sensible?

This is not because of the twin souls. Some people were bad in their previous life and are even worse in this life. He has seen such people and even killed them.

But this kid, Du Lin, had killed so many people, but he still maintained his conscience. The malice he showed when killing those human traffickers made him feel frightened.

But even such a child, when he showed his kindness in front of children, even the old people who had heard countless stories could not help but sigh at his compassion.

He took another puff of his cigarette. Could this young man really be the true savior that Anonymous and Director Sun believed in?

He had already smoked the last bit when the taxi driver arrived in front of him.

He sat in with doubt.

"Master, where are you going?"

"Tianshi Mansion... No, go to Lin Xiangguo's country."

For some things, it is better to prepare in advance.

(End of this chapter)