Zhang Yu never dreamed that he could see a wheelchairman in Wuyin Villa, Pan Yun's biological father.

Wuyin Villa is indeed the final destination of desperate situation. Now that he can see this old man here, Zhang Yu can't help but admire Wuyin Villa.

Under the guidance of young people, Zhang Yu walked to the second floor. The second floor was a large flower hall, but it was not as big as the first floor. There were many tables placed, but few people were eating. Only a few people near the tables near the windows were eating there. There was only one person sitting next to each table, unlike downstairs where there were several people at the same table.

The young man asked Zhang Yu to choose a seat at will. Zhang Yu saw that the others were sitting by the window, so he simply found a seat in the middle to sit down.

There are breakfast recipes, which are lighter, such as various porridge, salted duck eggs, tea eggs, fried eggs, and leek boxes, pies, fried dumplings, shrimp dumplings, etc.

After seeing it, Zhang Yu said directly: "Give me a bowl of millet porridge, which is a pie. This one is eaten in the store, and I will also give me a bowl of skin egg lean meat porridge and two cages of shrimp dumplings to pack."

"Okay." The young man agreed and walked downstairs.

Zhang Yu sat next to the table and waited. After a while, he saw a young man coming up. The young man held a tray with millet porridge and ten pies in it, as well as a packaged brown egg lean meat porridge and shrimp dumplings.

Put the packed box aside, and Zhang Yu first ate his own. It's true that the pies baked here tasted quite good. Zhang Yu wiped out seven of them in a short while.

While he was eating pies, most of them were left at the tables where he was eating, and only he and the table were left. The sounds of eating downstairs also became smaller. Zhang Yu could hear that it was just the sound of footsteps walking outwards.

This is normal. After all, it is breakfast. How long can I eat? I have to eat lunch later. Just make do. How many people can eat ten pies like Zhang Yu for breakfast.

While Zhang Yu was having dinner, he was still thinking that he had come to have dinner last night and didn’t see Du Meng who came with him. He was thinking about meeting him for breakfast this morning, but why didn’t he see him yet. This kid lives in a medium-sized room and doesn’t know what the environment is like, especially when someone is injured. Even if it’s just an external injury, don’t get infected or something. Is anyone changing his medicine?

I have to say that Zhang Yu is really kind-hearted. After all this situation, I can still think of Du Meng. After thinking for a while, I guess someone should be in charge of the meal. Perhaps because of the injury and the lack of mobility, someone might be able to deliver food to such an injured person.

After all, when I came, I could feel the humanity here. According to the young owner's wish, those who are not injured can only beat him, and those who are injured do not need to be beaten and are arranged directly in a medium-sized room.

After Zhang Yu finished the three remaining pies, the remaining one on the upper floor also left, and there were almost no one downstairs. There was tissue on the table, so Zhang Yu wiped his mouth, took the packed box, and walked towards the stairs.

It’s a coincidence that during this skill, there were footsteps coming up downstairs. This place was full of ancient buildings, completely built in ancient style, and the stairs were all made of wood, not that wide. When Zhang Yu heard the sound of footsteps coming up, he was not in a hurry. He thought to wait for someone to come up before leaving.
Chapter completed!