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   Yingxi, "Concierge?"

   She thought for a while, "You mean Uncle Yan?"

   "It should be." Shu Yu didn't take a close look at the old beggar. He was unkempt and the outline of his face could not be seen clearly, "What kind of person is that?"

   "My brother didn't mention much, but he said that Yan Bo is the best person in the entire escort."

   It was for this reason that Ying Dong told her about Uncle Yan, otherwise if he was just a humble concierge, who would talk about him on purpose?

"My brother said that Uncle Yan was injured before, and when his life was dying, Uncle Meng rescued him. My brother didn't know the specifics, but after that, Uncle Yan became the doorman of the escort. My brother When I was young, I practiced martial arts with Master Meng, and it was Uncle Yan who watched. Because whether it was my father or Uncle Meng, they had to dart from time to time, and when they were not at home, Uncle Yan would supervise their martial arts practice."

   Yingxi didn't remember what he had with Yanbo, but according to Yingdong, Yanbo took good care of children. When she was unhappy and cried when she was a child, he would buy caramel for her to eat.

   "Why did you suddenly ask about Uncle Yan?" Uncle Yan should have been sent to Uncle Meng ten years ago.

  Shu Yu and Ying Xi were both sitting on the carriage, she leaned against the edge of the frame, her head swaying with the bumps.

   The voice was a little low, "I saw that Yan Bo, right at the door of the Grand Escort."

   "Yu..." Yingxi grabbed the reins abruptly and looked at her in astonishment, "Miss, you, you said you saw Bo Yan?"

   "Well, he is a beggar now, and he is sitting at the door of the security guard begging. I heard from the guy in the restaurant opposite that since the fire ten years ago, he has become crazy and not sober."

   "Why, how could it be? She's not..." Shouldn't she be at Uncle Meng's house?

   Yingxi's fingers holding the reins tightened, she raised her head suddenly and asked, "Then, let's not take him with us? I mean, will Young Master Meng want to see him?"

If Yanbo was a normal person, Yingxi wouldn't ask that, but the lady said that he was crazy and begging for a living, Yingxi felt that...it was difficult to connect with the best Yanbo in the **** bureau that his brother said. Somewhat uncomfortable.

  Shu Yu shook his head and let her continue on her way.

   After the carriage started shaking again, Shu Yu said, "Someone is staring at Uncle Yan."

"Who?"

   "Should be someone from Gongqiu."

   Yingxi didn't quite understand, "Why, what are you doing staring at Bo Yan?"

Shu Yu snorted, "You and your brother don't believe that Uncle Meng is dead, right?" Seeing Yingxi nodded, "I guess Gongqiu doesn't believe it either, he thinks that Uncle Meng would come back sooner or later if he didn't die. Uncle Yan is such an important person to him, when Uncle Meng comes back, he will definitely contact Uncle Yan, right? That's why people keep staring at him and the Meng family."

   Yingxi's mouth grew slightly, "But it's been ten years."

  Yeah, ten years.

   This palace mound can make people pay attention to the Meng family for ten years, which shows how cautious they are.

  I didn't find Meng Pei's body, let alone ten years, I'm afraid that in twenty or thirty years, he will be watched all the time.

  Look, the person staring at the Meng family has become the shopkeeper of the restaurant opposite.