"Okay, don't tidy up, I haven't seen you when you are in a mess." Meng Huo sat down, also holding a food box in his hand.
Hearing what he said, Ping An walked over with a smile, "What food did Uncle Huang bring? How do you know I'm hungry?"
Meng Yi glanced at him, "It's all here, can you still laugh?"
"Why can't you laugh at this? You're in a good mood, and you won't be influenced by certain people." Ping An helped him take out the food.
"You have a big heart!" Meng Yi finished his evaluation and put the basket on the ground.
"Only with a big heart can you live a good life. Those with a small heart can be suffocated to death by themselves."
"... There are so many fallacies!"
"Uncle Huang, why did you come to see me?" Ping An picked up the chopsticks and ate.
"In three days, I'm going to the border, and I won't be able to see you again." Meng Yi's voice was a little heavy when he spoke.
"Oh, I might go out by then." Ping An indifferently shrugged.
"Are you thinking too much? Just because of the mistakes you made, you may be imprisoned for a year and a half."
"I didn't make a mistake. Even if I made a mistake, it was because I didn't kick that bitch again!" Ping An said angrily, gnawing on a chicken leg.
"Well, change it if you know it, and kick it a little more next time." Meng Yi nodded seriously.
"Uncle Huang, trust me." Ping An looked at him in surprise.
"Nonsense! Eat quickly." Meng Yi's expression turned cold, as if he had thought of something.
"Okay, Uncle Huang, do you think that the people of Yi Guo didn't really surrender?" Ping An continued to gnaw on the chicken leg, looking at him and asked.
"Hmm." Meng Yi felt that Yi Guo might have some conspiracy, he always felt that things were not that simple.
"No matter what conspiracy Yi Guo has, Uncle Huang, you went to the border, pay attention to your safety, you are fine, the Zhou Dynasty will be much more secure."
"..."
"Actually, I also think that Yi Guo must have a conspiracy, but I don't know what it is yet."
"Don't think about it so much, think about how to keep your little head."
"That's true. Why do I worry so much? The country is not mine! I was framed by a bad woman and went to jail."
"As long as you don't act like a demon, you can go out soon." Seeing her appearance, Meng Yi added, really afraid that she would feel uncomfortable.
"..."
"Uncle Huang, I won't be able to see you off when you leave. I'll toast you with tea instead of wine." Ping An said, then picked up the kettle beside him, poured a cup of tea, and handed it over.
Meng Yi looked at her greasy little hands, "..."
Pingan laughed a few times, put down the water, Meng Yi picked it up anyway, with oil on his hands, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Uncle, you must be safe and sound."
"Understood, I'm leaving first, you can rest at ease." Meng Yi said, got up and left.
Looking at his leaving back, Pingan sighed a little melancholy, although it doesn't matter here, but it's better than being free.
I don't know what the Luo family is like now.
If Luo Qingrou treats herself like this, if grandma knows how angry she will be.
In the middle of the night, when Ping An was sleeping, she suddenly smelled a choking smell. She sat up abruptly, and saw puffs of black smoke pouring towards her, mixed with raging flames!
Ping An knew it was not good, it was on fire!
Luo Qingrou was ruthless this time, knowing that one move would not kill her, this is another blow! She must put herself to death!