The Immortal Way is Fierce

Chapter 48 Dao against Tiangang
When Zhao Mingyang walked into the concierge, he saw Zhang Jingyuan sitting on a high seat. The table was already filled with various snacks, fruits and vegetables.

But even so, the janitor couldn't stop taking things out of his cabinet.

"Let me tell you, even though my place is small, it is definitely a treasure trove. There is everything you need to eat and drink, including roasted Yang Pork from Qingyuanzhai and sauced duck from Liufangju. Let me tell you, if you want to eat something in the future, Just run to your Uncle Wang, this is the rock candy elbow that Mommy likes to eat, and I guess you should like it too."

With that said, the janitor took out a rock candy elbow and placed it heavily in front of Zhang Jingyuan.

"This is Tianxilou's elbow. Uncle, you are so willing to give it up."

Now Zhao Mingyang couldn't bear it any longer and spoke.

Tianxilou's elbow costs at least fifteen spirit coins. Although his family cannot eat one every year, they usually only buy one on their birthdays.

"It's nothing, as long as Meifeng...Jingyuan you like to eat."

The janitor glanced at the elbow with some pain. The rock sugar elbow in Tianxilou was expensive. Just this broken elbow cost him a day and a half of his salary.

But looking at Zhang Jingyuan again, his face was suddenly filled with smiles again.

Zhang Meifeng didn't want to eat his elbow, so it didn't matter if Zhang Meifeng's son did. We were all a family anyway.

But no one noticed that there was no smile on Zhang Jingyuan's face after seeing so many snacks.

In fact, if anyone was familiar with Zhang Jingyuan in his previous life and saw his expression at this time, he would know that Zhang Jingyuan had already developed murderous intentions for the janitor uncle.

Zhang Jingyuan was happy at first, but the janitor was so attentive, even a little too attentive, and it reminded him of something not very good.

"Uncle, you don't have to be so polite. We are just going to find my mother."

With that said, Zhang Jingyuan pushed the things on the table out and stood up to leave.

"You are being polite. We are all a family. I will take you to find Meifeng."

The gatekeeper said quickly.

"No, you just have to do your duty here. It wouldn't be good if someone sneaks in."

Seeing Zhang Jingyuan's firm tone, the janitor hesitated for a moment and could only say: "Meifeng, you should be in the curator's room now. Go ahead and be careful on the way."

Zhang Jingyuan nodded and walked straight out. Looking at this posture, it seemed that he didn't want to stay here for a breath.

However, just twenty meters after he walked out, the aggrieved voice of the janitor came from behind: "Jing Yuan, you really don't need me to take you there."

Zhang Jingyuan waved his hand.

After walking forward for another two minutes and making sure that the janitor couldn't hear him, Zhao Mingyang couldn't help but said: "Brother Jing, there are so many things, especially the rock sugar elbows from Tianxilou, if you don't want to chew them, this is not your style. ."

"Hmph, don't you think this Uncle Wang is a little too enthusiastic about me?"

Zhang Jingyuan did not answer, but asked instead.

"This is not too much enthusiasm. It's so passionate that it's so vicious and inhumane. With his attitude just now, I think even if it's Brother Jing and you ask for his heart, liver, and lungs, he can take it out for you on the spot. And this is too much. Be careful, your mother is his colleague, and my mother is also his colleague, how can you treat her so differently?"

When he remembered that he and Zhang Jingyuan were in completely different situations just now, Zhao Mingyang couldn't help but said angrily.

They are all the sons of colleagues, so why should he be turned away, while Zhang Jingyuan can be invited into the house, where he can be entertained with good food, drink, and hospitality? Moreover, the janitor is said to be groveling and flattering in front of Zhang Jingyuan. What you can do is definitely not excessive at all.

"Aren't you curious why?"

"why?"

Zhao Mingyang was stunned for a moment, yes, why.

"Because he wants to fuck my mom and be my dad."

Zhang Jingyuan's face was as cold as frost and he said coldly.

They were all men, and they were old foxes who had lived for half an era. Even with his toes, he could tell that the caretaker, who was arrogant at first and respectful at the back, was overly enthusiastic because he wanted to do something.

This is also the reason why he wants to leave immediately.

He was afraid that if he stayed in the concierge for a while longer, he would kill the concierge.

"Uh……"

Zhao Mingyang felt that his silence at this time was deafening.

But to be honest, he had to admit that Aunt Meifeng was indeed good-looking. Even since he was a child, he had never seen anyone prettier than Aunt Meifeng.

But Sister Mei Hong is better, not only gentle and kind, but also considerate.

It's just that his body has been a little weak recently. It seems that he can't always go to Sanpoji recently, so he has to work hard to find ways to make money.

But Sister Mei Hong often advised him that young people should have a youthful spirit, ride horses and travel around the mountains and rivers to enjoy flowers, and not always fall into the trap of money. Men should aspire to the distant future. If there is no money to spend, she has it here.

Thinking of this, Zhao Mingyang suddenly fell into deep entanglement.

He not only wants to work hard to make money and support Sister Mei Hong, but he is also a little greedy for Sister Mei Hong's gentle hometown. Why is this so difficult for a person?

"What are you thinking about? Lead the way, and I don't know where the curator's office is?"

Seeing Zhao Mingyang behind, moving slowly, and his face turning red and white, Zhang Jingyuan couldn't help but say.

Zhao Mingyang suddenly woke up, his face turned red, and he quickly led the way without saying a word.

Zhang Jingyuan was thinking about why his mother was in the curator's room, but he didn't notice anything unusual about Zhao Mingyang. To be honest, he didn't understand how Zhang Meifeng, a small inspector and security guard, dared to go into the curator's office.

But then I thought about it, Zhang Meifeng could even steal the treasures from the library easily, so it seemed that there would be no problem if she stayed in the director's office.

In addition, judging from the behavior of the janitor, his old mother is in the library and eating very much.

After walking a few steps, the curator's office arrived. Zhang Jingyuan's spiritual consciousness penetrated it and found that Zhang Meifeng's aura was indeed inside, so he opened the door directly.

"No, it's not time to open the door yet. Why did you call me so early?"

However, as soon as Zhang Jingyuan opened the door and entered, he heard Zhang Meifeng's confused and unhappy voice from inside the office cubicle.

Looks like he's a repeat offender.

"It's me, your dear son."

"what!"

After a scream, only a rustling sound was heard, and Zhang Meifeng walked out of the compartment.

However, judging from Zhang Meifeng's slightly messy clothes and hair at this time, it seemed obvious what Zhang Meifeng was doing inside just now. Zhang Jingyuan couldn't help but poke his head and look into the compartment.

"What are you looking at? That's your Aunt Jinfen's bed. She hasn't come yet, so I'll lie down and rest for a while."

Zhang Meifeng glared at Zhang Jingyuan fiercely.

Seeing that the cubicle was not only empty, but also decorated in an obviously feminine way, Zhang Jingyuan withdrew his gaze angrily.

After saying these two sentences, the mother and son fell into silence, and there was a strange atmosphere surrounding them.

Zhao Mingyang shrank his head outside. He couldn't get involved in this kind of battle between the gods, and he didn't dare to get involved.

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, why did you come to the library?"

Zhang Meifeng suddenly broke the calm and said.

"It's nothing, I just saw that you didn't go home last night, and I didn't see anyone from you this morning, so I came over to see you."

Zhang Jingyuan said calmly.

"Hey, my Jingbao actually cares about his poor old mother. If I remember correctly, this should be the first time you have come to the library to see me since you were a child. Come, let your old mother take a sip. "

Zhang Meifeng pretended to be half surprised and half happy, and even pretended to want to put her arms around Zhang Jingyuan's neck.

"You stay away from me, you haven't even brushed your teeth, so you're not afraid of offending me!"

Zhang Jingyuan stretched out his hand to stop Zhang Meifeng and said with resistance on his face.

"Why do I stink? I don't stink."

Zhang Meifeng breathed into her palm and even smelled it.

As soon as the thought occurred, Zhang Meifeng felt sorry for herself and said pitifully: "My Jingbao has grown up and is getting a wife. Now he has begun to dislike his old mother."

Hearing this, Zhang Jingyuan couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Here we go again, drama queen!"

"Okay, let's stop acting. Do you still have to go to work? I bought some fruit at home. It's quite sweet." Zhang Jingyuan said.

"No, I should have gotten off work a long time ago, but I don't know what's going on lately. I always feel sleepy, so I slept a little longer. Just wait, I'll wash my face."

Zhang Meifeng shook her head again and again. She didn't want to work in this bad class for more than a minute, and Zhang Jingyuan rarely came to pick her up, so why should she work in this class.

Who wants to go to work as a serious person?
Do you want to go to work?
Don't want to?
Who wants to say that he thinks about going to work every day?

That's mean!
Zhang Jingyuan nodded.

After a while, Zhang Meifeng tidied up and even tidied herself up a little to look like a human being.

When she walked out of the door and saw Zhao Mingyang there, Zhang Meifeng pretended to be surprised and said: "Mingyang, you are here. Are you looking for your mother?"

"Aunt Meifeng, uh..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Mingyang got stuck and looked at Zhang Jingyuan for help.

"You still look exactly like you did when you were a child. Every time you two did something bad with Zhang Jingyuan, you always had this expression. You are much more honest and well-behaved than Zhang Jingyuan."

As if thinking of Zhang Jingyuan's childhood embarrassment, Zhang Meifeng couldn't help covering her mouth and laughed wantonly.

Zhao Mingyang was speechless.

Before the group of three reached the door, Zhang Jingyuan saw from a distance that the janitor came out to greet them.

"Meifeng, you're off work. I'm just telling you, why are you so tired? Get off work early if you have nothing to do. I'm here to take care of things in the library. Don't worry! I chatted with Jing Yuan just now. This kid is really nice. He talks You are so polite, your tutor must have taught me well, and he also follows you and looks good."

"These days, there are really not many children who are good-looking, polite, and have four spiritual roots..."

As the janitor uncle talked, Zhang Meifeng and the other three walked up to him.

Zhang Meifeng snorted softly as a response, then raised her head high and strode away, leaving only the janitor who was still praising the two of them.

(End of this chapter)