"That's a nice name."

Chen Bao behind him spoke.

Chen Mengtian turned his head and smiled: "Yes, I think so too." ”

However, the ghost knows, she has just seen the works of the old man Jin Yong, and one of the classic works is the Drunken Immortal Building.

As for the meaning, sorry, she doesn't understand.

Jiang Zebei, who was standing on the side, also nodded silently.

I have to say, the name is still good.

Zhu Tongshan knew that Longqing Restaurant would cease to exist after all.

It's something he can't stop and can't change.

However, knowing that the eldest young master was safe and sound, he was already content.

After looking upstairs, the three of them went downstairs.

happened to meet Chen Ping when he was shopping for groceries.

Chen Pingzheng went one by one, moving the things outside the door to the kitchen.

"Uncle, what did you buy?"

There are a lot of things at the door of the restaurant, and there are more than just dishes and spices at a glance.

"Pots and pans, spices, vegetables and meat."

Chen Ping's tone was very excited.

Chen Baojie saw that he was busy alone, so he rolled up his sleeves and followed to help.

Zhu Tongshan was happy today, seeing that Chen Baojie and Chen Ping's father and son were busy, and they stepped forward to help move things together.

Jiang Zebei also held Chen Mengtian's little hand.

Seeing that they were busy, he led the girl in his hand and walked to the backyard of the restaurant.

Chen Mengtian followed his footsteps and left together.

Thinking of the dumb riddle between the young man and Zhu Tongshan before, she couldn't help but look sideways at Jiang Zebei beside her.

"Why was Zhu Tongshan so emotional before?"

Jiang Zebei held her hand tightly, paused slightly, and then continued to move forward.

Until the two came to the empty backyard.

Jiang Zebei stopped, turned to look at Chen Mengtian, "He knows that Zhu Ziyue is still alive." ”

"How is this possible?!" Chen Mengtian's eyes widened.

The young man sighed softly, "It's my negligence, when my cousin went to the Mighty Dart Bureau, he happened to run into me, and he told me the reason for the matter you entrusted."

I was in a hurry, so I turned around to find Ziyue, and Ziyue wrote a letter without saying a word, and it was this letter that was wrong. ”

Chen Mengtian was still a little puzzled, "What went wrong with the letter, Zhu Ziyue vaguely informed Zhu Tongshan?" ”

Jiang Zebei shook his head, "It's the ink of writing letters, and the reader has been dealing with pen, ink, paper, and inkstone all year round, and how long the handwriting can be estimated."

Although the ink on the letter written by Ziyue is dry, it still smells of fresh ink. ”

"I'll go! That's it! "Chen Mengtian is really taught.

Jiang Zebei's face was a little self-blaming, it was all his negligence.

If he thought about it a little more, Zhu Tongshan would not have found out.

However, from the other party's look just now, it could be seen that he was really happy that Zhu Ziyue was still alive.

The excitement of the other party, the emotion of crying with joy, cannot deceive people.

Presumably, even if he knew, there would be no danger to Ziyue.

It's a pity that neither of them knows that Zhu Tongshan can see more than that.

He could see from the letter paper that it was the handwriting that belonged to Zhu Ziyue.

But the handwriting is different, it seems to be a lot sharper, and the handwriting exudes a sense of anger, less childish than before.

Even from the letter paper, it can be seen that the handwriting is definitely no more than a day.

The eldest young master of his family has been dead for a long time, and he is very excited when he looks at the words that belong to the young master.

From this, there began to be a bold guess that the eldest young master was very likely to be safe.

The handwriting on the letter paper became sharp, but the pen was calm, which showed that the eldest young master was not in any danger.