Meng Xinian took Lan Baoyuan on his back and followed the flat-headed man.

The flat-headed man just walked in front of him silently, without any communication with them.

He brought up a lantern, the orange lantern was not very bright, and it seemed a bit inexplicably ancient in the middle of the night.

And he was wearing a long gown with a somewhat classic temperament.

Seeing that he had not spoken, Meng Xinian didn't ask anything.

After following him for about five minutes, I saw an old house.

The old Su-style gatehouse, after entering, there was a screen wall. After going around the screen wall, an old man wearing a dark blue long gown and a pair of small black round-frame glasses with tethers were waiting there.

When he saw Lan Baoyuan, he smiled slightly, "Madam, I haven't seen you for many years, and I thought you wouldn't come."

This is not a good thing.

If you save such expensive things here, it means you will die and you can’t get things in person?

However, Lan Baoyuan was not angry after hearing this, but he suddenly guessed what the other party meant.

"It seems that the old man is aware of my situation over the years."

It is precisely because I know that it is difficult for her to come and get things in person.

"I know a little bit. However, we are not able to help our wife, so please forgive me."

"The old man is so serious. After all, you are the banker who runs the banker and you are all your energy on the banker. You dare not do anything to disturb you from doing anything else."

"Thank you, Madam, for understanding. As Si, push the wheelchair over." The old man said to the flat-headed man who led them just now.

The man turned around and quickly pushed a wheelchair over.

Meng Xinian felt relieved. At least he didn't have to carry Lan Baoyuan all the way. It seemed that the service of the Yinzhuang people was really good.

He put Lan Baoyuan in a wheelchair.

The flat-headed man took a thin blanket and covered it with Lan Baoyuan on his leg.

"Do you want to have a cup of tea first?" the old man asked.

"No need, it's really a trouble for the old man to come here."

Lanbaoyuan has always been quite polite to them.

It is better to be polite and polite to those who are taking care of their property.

"This is our obligation. Madam doesn't have to feel guilty. It's okay to come anytime."

"Thanks."

"Please come with me now."

Meng Xinian pushed the wheelchair and followed the old man into a hall. After entering, the old man walked to a row of bookcases, turned two ornaments one after another, and separated the bookcases, opened a door, and another secret room appeared.

It looks like an ancient pawnshop decoration, and there are two sets of Taishi chairs placed opposite each other.

"Madam, wait, I'll fill in the form for the lady."

The old man turned around and went behind the high counter.

Lan Baoyuan asked Meng Xinian to sit down, lowered his voice and said to him: "When I first met this old man more than ten years ago, he looked like this. Today, more than ten years later, he still looks like this."

"Can he change?"

"No, I mean, he has never been old for more than ten years."

Meng Xinian was stunned for a moment.

"Then he is really well maintained." He has been with Jiang Xiao for a long time and can also say that he can take good care of him.

"It seems I have to ask him how he keeps healthy." Lan Baoyuan smiled.

Although she was also surprised that the old man was not old, she didn't take it too seriously.

Many of the Lan family have spent a lot of money to keep their youthful vitality, and she has seen a few that are quite effective.
Chapter completed!