Seeing this, Meng Po laughed and said, "You bastard... are really interesting! Haha..."

Qin Shou spread his hands and said, "If the medicine is effective for you, if this pot continues, tsk... I guess you will be tasting the soup there in your whole life."

Meng Po continued to laugh.

Seeing that the atmosphere was eased, Qin Shou asked, "Mother-in-law, I have a question to ask you."

Meng Po smiled and said, "Ask."

Qin Shou said: "You won't really taste this soup by yourself, are you?"

Meng Po nodded.

Qin Shou asked again: "Then aren't you afraid that this soup is really effective for you?"

Hearing this question, Meng Po was silent... After being silent for a long time, she pondered in a voice that was almost impossible to hear: "If it works, that's great..."

After saying that, Meng Po’s face no longer had a smile, but a look of melancholy and longing, her eyes drifting towards the distance, as if she was trapped in a deep memory. Her tears unconsciously wet her clothes...

Qin Shou wanted to help her wipe several times, but later he felt that the lonely man and widowed woman were not very authentic, so he took a quick handkerchief and handed it over.

As a result, Meng Po really fell into her memories. Qin Shou raised his hand for a long time, and his arms were numb in the end. Meng Po couldn't see it!

Qin Shou discovered bitterly that he was not going to take back his hands now, nor was he going to not take them back.

Take it back, what if Meng Po wakes up? Wouldn’t it be embarrassing to see him withdraw his hand?

Don't take it back? The arms are so sore!

Just as Qin Shou was about to grit his teeth and take back his hand, Meng Po suddenly lowered her head, looked at the handkerchief in Qin Shou's hand, and looked surprised. Then she laughed, took it, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Thank you."

Qin Shou suddenly felt relieved, and swung his arms like a big windmill, and said, "I'm thanking you."

Meng Po asked in confusion: "Why do you thank me?"

Qin Shou coughed dryly and changed the subject: "I won't talk about this anymore, that... what were you thinking about just now?"

Meng Po said: "I want a memory I want to forget and cannot forget. Rabbit, do you have such memories?"

Qin Shou looked up at the sky and looked through the memories in his mind. Deep in his memory were Mr. Qin and his neighbors, Chang'e, and the group of funny masters in the Heavenly Court. Every memory was extremely warm and happy. Especially now, after being separated from everyone, these memories seemed particularly precious... So Qin Shou shook his head and said, "No... my memories are too precious, I wish I could remember them clearly every second and for a lifetime."

Meng Po said enviously: "I envy you..."

After saying that, Meng Po stood up and said, "Go down and sit down, the new soup should be almost done."

Qin Shou nodded and followed Meng Po.

The underground is not what Qin Shou imagined. The environment in which the European wizard played in the earth movie lives is as dirty and messy. On the contrary, after going down, Qin Shou discovered that there was a unique cave below, with a huge cave, a small bridge and flowing water in the cave, and a small manor.

In the manor, an old hen and a group of little chickens were digging holes around to find food to eat, and a big yellow dog lay on the ground with his tongue, panting haha; there were radishes, cabbage and other green vegetables in the yard, and butterflies were flying;

There is a huge night pearl hanging on the top of the cave, illuminating the entire cave like daylight!

The entire small manor is well-designed, as if every flower and every grass should be carefully designed.

What made Qin Shou laugh the most was that there was a big flower hanging on the roof of the house. The flower was lying softly on the roof. I don’t know if it was dead or was born with virtue.

But in general, every grass and tree here shows a completely inconsistent atmosphere with Meng Po. This is youth and vitality, but Meng Po feels like a lifeless look.

Qin Shou was a little suspicious. Is this really Meng Po’s home? Or did Meng Po kill the hostess here and take it for himself?

Of course, it is unlikely to think about the subsequent speculation, because Meng Po has lived here for too many years...

This was the first time Qin Shou felt the daytime feeling after he got to the underworld, and the first time he felt the smell of fireworks on earth. He suddenly felt a kind of kindness and a little excited.

Meng Po walked in front and said as she walked: "The humble house is simple, don't blame me when traveling day and night."

Qin Shou smiled bitterly and said, "If you call it simple, Wei Zheng, Zhong Kui and others live in a doghouse. It's better to be here, it's easy..."

Qin Shou stretched out his hands, looked comfortable, pulled a chair over casually, and lay in the yard and sung the night pearl.

Seeing this, Meng Po smiled slightly, waved her hand, and a big pot flew out of a house. The big iron pot was bubbling, and at the same time a strong fragrance wafted over. Qin Shou smelled it and jumped up and shouted, "Hu La Soup! Added ingredients! Heavy mouthful!"

Meng Po smiled and said, "I debugged several more materials and increased my ability to eliminate memory."

"Has it only enhanced a little?" Qin Shou felt a little disgusted.

Meng Po glared at Qin Shou and said, "What do you think this is? My Meng Po soup has been prepared for millions of years, and the formula has been strengthened. It has long been a hundred feet tall! It is extremely difficult to go further. It is really not easy to improve it a little."

Qin Shou knew that he had said the wrong thing and quickly admitted his mistake.

Meng Po gave Qin Shou a blank look again, then pointed to Meng Po soup in the iron pot and said, "I still dare to drink..."

Before Meng Po finished speaking, Meng Po saw the dead rabbit consciously picking up the spoon, scooping up a spoon, and drinking it directly.

Seeing this scene, Meng Po was speechless. In fact, she asked Qin Shou to come and had an idea to ask the rabbit to help do the experiment. As a result, before he could say that the rabbit had drunk it first, which made her not know what to say if the rabbit was conscious or should she say that the rabbit was rude and drink it casually without permission...

At this time, Qin Shou narrowed his eyes and looked intoxicated.

Seeing this expression, Meng Po sighed. She knew that it was probably invalid for this dead rabbit, otherwise she would have looked dull, not like this.

Meng Po asked, "Rabbit, how do you think I'm not bad about this soup?"

Qin Shou said, "There is too much salt, but my mouth is heavy. Overall, it is my dish!"

Meng Po directly grabbed the spoon and gave Qin Shou a spoon. The sparks on Qin Shou's forehead were knocked out, and he said angrily: "I'll ask you to help me taste the medicine of this soup, not the taste is bad!"
Chapter completed!