Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Zhuo Dongyang picked up the broom and put it aside, poked at him and asked, "Do you think the Xiao family can really use the 30th birthday of Mr. Xiao to open the dragon's veins and absorb the yang energy to be resurrected?"

"It's not that simple." Wen Lao said.

"How do you say it?" Zhuo Dongyang had a gossipy look on his face. Although he knew about it, mentioning it seemed to be another matter.

Wen Lao took the medicine and paused for a moment before saying, "I have seen that corpse before. It was perfectly preserved. Even the cells are alive. Before entering the Dragon Vein, you need to borrow the cold jade coffin from the Gong family."

"It is said that jade nourishes people. Putting the body in a jade coffin for maintenance will increase the chance of resurrection." Wen Lao said.

Zhuo Dongyang pursed his lips, sneered, and said, "It is said that people live to fight for reputation. He is not willing to die, and insists on dragging the Xiao family to compensate."

"Ahem." Han Changqing approached and heard them discussing that matter. He coughed to remind them, and the two of them quickly shut up.

"Don't let others hear about that." Han Changqing reminded.

"We are measured." The two old men said in unison.

Han Changqing approached, looked at the dried medicinal materials, and said, "I'll get some medicinal materials."

"Come with me." Wen Lao listened and went into the house to get it for him. Only Zhuo Dongyang stood alone under the sun, looking up at the sun in the sky.

"If this person dies, can he really be resurrected?" Zhuo Dongyang seemed to be talking to himself.

Thinking back then, his son and daughter-in-law, as well as the two young men from the Wen family, died.

"Grandpa Zhuo." Han Changqing came out to get the medicinal materials and saw Zhuo Dongyang's eyes were a little red. He stood there and called softly, and Zhuo Dongyang came back to his senses.

He blinked and squeezed out tears.

"Why are you crying?" Han Changqing asked.

Zhuo Dongyang shook his sleeves and pretended to be windy and said softly: "The wind blew sand into his eyes."

"People become sentimental as they get older." Zhuo Dongyang said. Seeing this, Han Changqing didn't know what to say, so Wen Lao walked over and sat next to Zhuo Dongyang.

The two of them were sitting in front of the steps, seemingly lost in memories of the past.

"You said it would have been great if they were still alive back then." Zhuo Dongyang said.

He worked hard to raise Zhuo Shu, and every time he saw Xiaobao, he thought of Zhuo Shu when he was a child, and when he thought of his son when he was a child, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Let me tell you, between the three of us! Of the four big families, only Lao Xiao has the best fate." Zhuo Dongyang said.

He and Wen Lao, his wife died early, his son and daughter-in-law also died, but Xiao Chen was lucky and was saved. Although he suffered a lot, he survived at least.

"The past is gone, so don't mention it," Wen Lao said.

Stand up from the steps. As people get older, they all need to support each other when they stand up.

half an hour ago

Wenshui was sent to the lotus pond. He put on his equipment, reached under the lotus root, pulled out a big lotus root with a "click" sound, and said narcissistically: "I am still very good."

"Pah!" At this moment, a long whip flew over and hit the water. He flicked it twice randomly and hooked one of the whips and threw it on his face.

Wenshui reached out to grab it, turned around and jumped to the shore.

Seeing Feng Wu standing there, dressed in handsome black clothes and wearing a ponytail, she looked even more heroic. She glanced at Wenshui and said, "The water freezes in spring. Master Wen is going into the water like this?"

"I am happy to do so," Wenshui said.

He was about to go down, but was blocked by Feng Wu, who said, "I have something to ask you."

"Huh?" Wenshui was surprised. There weren't many cases where Feng Wu came to visit him personally.

Feng Wu has a solitary personality and doesn't like to interact with others...