"What's wrong? Isn't it possible?" Nannan asked strangely. The courtyard looked very quiet. There wasn't even a maid or servant. It didn't look like a place where anyone lived.
"That's where your great-grandfather's son lives, that is, where your uncle lives." Mingzu Lao paused, then looked back at the housekeeper, "Isn't Zhi Cheng in the house?" It was so late, and the yard was still dark.
The housekeeper shook his head and said, "I haven't been home since yesterday. It seems that I have something to do."
Not back? Mingzu Lao thought for a while, was he going to investigate the servant who assassinated him yesterday
He was also thinking of calling his family members together during breakfast tomorrow to give them a good introduction to Nan Nan.
Nannan blinked, uncle? Does that mean he is Concubine Meng’s younger brother
Is Concubine Meng's brother the same as her? I didn't seem to see him even after he came twice.
The old man from the Ming clan didn't ask any more questions and continued walking forward with Nan Nan.
Nannan walked a few steps and directly chose the yard behind Meng Zhicheng. The Ming clan elder's mansion is very big, and he didn't want to visit all of it on this rainy day. And judging by Grandpa's expression, he definitely hasn't given up on living with him yet.
So Nannan had the foresight to quickly choose a place to live, and then went to her room to look around.
The elder Ming clan was a little dissatisfied, but he still followed him into his yard and talked for a long time. But Nan Nan is determined and has no intention of changing.
The old man from the Ming clan had no choice but to ask his servants to come over and wait on Nannan. He saw that it was getting late indeed and the little thing had just yawned twice, so he must be tired.
He explained a few words in detail, especially to the servants serving Nan Nan, asking them not to show any slightest care.
Afterwards, the famous clan elder left the yard with three turns.
Nannan has been busy following Yu Qingluo all the way. Not to mention that he has no servants to take care of him. Sometimes he has to beat his mother's back and fan her, which is quite hard.
Now that he was in the house of the famous elder, there was a maid to take care of him, so he naturally enjoyed it comfortably.
Not long after, he lay lazily on the bed and fell asleep.
The rain curtain outside was still very big, and the sound of falling rain was fast and rhythmic, hitting Nan Nan's eardrums.
When the servant saw him sleeping, he quietly left the inner room and went outside to doze on the small bed, not daring to sleep too deeply.
The rain stopped in the middle of the night, and it was wet outside. Nan Nan got up to pee in the middle of her sleep, but when she went back to bed, she couldn't sleep.
He seemed to suddenly remember something very important. He even forgot to ask Uncle Mo Xian why he and Xiao Yu were so suddenly asked to live with their father at the Jinxiang Inn. This was so strange. Could it be something from his mother's side? What happened
Nannan poked her head, unable to understand, and the more she thought about it, the more irritated she became. In the end, he simply left the room quietly and stood under a big tree in the courtyard. He looked at his handsome face in a small puddle over there and admired himself.
The rain has stopped, the air is much cooler, and the sky is much brighter.
After being narcissistic for a while, Nan Nan thought that she would go back to the inn early tomorrow to check and ask her mother what was going on. Thinking about it, he turned around and went back to his room to sleep.
Unexpectedly, he had just taken two steps when he suddenly saw a figure flashing past not far away, at an incredibly fast speed.
Nannan was stunned for a moment and looked at the direction the figure was going... That was the yard of Meng Zhicheng, the son of the famous clan elder.
Nannan walked a few steps there and stared for a while, only to find that although Meng Zhicheng returned to the yard, there was no light in the house.
It's strange, the room is so dark, doesn't he have to wash and change clothes by candlelight
Nan Nan shook his head, feeling that this uncle seemed mysterious. There were no servants in his yard, which was very strange.
He looked at it for a while and found that there was no movement. Thinking that he might have fallen asleep, he turned around and left.
But as soon as he took a step, there was another sound from the other side.
Nannan hunched over and hid in the corner, her round eyes staring at Meng Zhicheng, who was dressed in black.
His bright eyes narrowed deeply. He was sneaking around in the middle of the night. He must be doing something shameful. This is in his own mansion, and he is the master. Does he need to be so mysterious about what he is doing
Meng Zhicheng just paused in the yard for a moment, and then immediately moved in one direction.
Nan Nan didn't think much and followed immediately.
The Lu family's footwork is the top form of Qinggong. Nan Nan has been practicing it for so long, and he is already familiar with driving. On weekdays, he always deliberately looks very clumsy and childish when playing around, but now that he is doing serious things, he has become more serious.
Meng Zhicheng is my father's uncle and my great-grandfather's son, so his skills must be very powerful. Nannan knew that, so he was very careful when following him.
Fortunately, he was very talented and knew the Lu family's footwork. He followed him for a long time without stopping, so he followed him for a long distance without Meng Zhicheng in front of him noticing.
Nan Nan thought, fortunately, this uncle is not as powerful as his father, otherwise, he would definitely be discovered.
Well, no wonder Grandpa Tai only accepted one apprentice like his father, and he didn’t even teach his own son much kung fu. Meng Zhicheng’s skeletal talent must not be as good as his father’s.
He thought, feeling a little smug in his heart.
Meng Zhicheng fell together again, rushing past on the quiet street.
Not long after, he stopped at the door of a small courtyard, looked around, moved on the wall twice, and then pushed the door open and entered.
Nannan came to the door and tilted his head to think. He was standing far away just now and didn't see clearly what Meng Zhicheng did. But what is certain is that there are definitely hidden weapons in this courtyard. If anyone comes in uninvited, they may become a turtle in the urn.
Nannan felt that being a turtle was not very good, so she took a few steps back in frustration. The cat was still following in the corner not far away, waiting for Meng Zhicheng to come out.
However, an hour later, the courtyard in front of them was still quiet, with no sound at all, and no figure of Meng Zhicheng came out.
Nan Nan blinked and yawned sleepily. He felt a little chilly and almost sneezed when the wind blew.
After taking a look at the courtyard, Nannan hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands. After thinking about it, he decided to go back. He couldn't get in anyway, and he couldn't get out.
After beating her sore knees, Nan Nan exhaled heavily, stood up from the corner, and walked outside step by step.
After taking two steps, he suddenly froze and looked at the inn in front of him in surprise.
Hey, isn't this the inn where he lives
Nannan weighed it up and found that it would take about two-quarters of an hour to get to the Mingzu Old Mansion. He was very sleepy now. The inn was so close, so he might as well go back to the inn to sleep.
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