The frost on Meng Po's face was instantly relieved, like March, and the white hair on her head seemed to bloom like pear blossoms, returning to her kind-eyed look, and asked amiable: "Young man, don't be afraid, this is the only way you can achieve after death.

The place you wish is, although it is just a bowl of soup, what kind of soup you want to drink, tell the old woman that the old woman will satisfy you and wish you no worries on your way to rebirth!”

The young man opposite smiled and replied, "Thank you. I want to drink a bowl of mutton soup at the entrance of the school. It is her favorite soup. When I go to school, we will hold hands and vomit while vomiting.

With a white breath, I rushed into the warm mutton soup restaurant opposite and ordered a bowl of milky white soup. Maybe that bowl of soup is not very delicious, but it is my best memory. The person I don't let go of the least is her

, I want to drink a bowl of mutton soup, and then go back to the winter, the bell rang and I rushed out of the campus with her..."

Meng Po interrupted impatiently, "Okay, don't talk about these loves to me, the old woman, I can't stand this the most. There are so many people waiting behind me. I'll give you soup and drink it.

Get on the road early and don’t delay others’ reincarnation.”

After saying that, Meng Po scooped out a bowl of soup from the black pot behind her back, poured it into the porcelain bowl next to her and handed it to the young man, and then asked, "Do you want it? Put chopped green onions and coriander!"

The young man nodded gratefully and quickly responded: "Yes~Yes~If it's not troublesome, please add some chili for me~ At that time, I was a student and had no money, so she always added a spoonful of spoons to me.

Chili, I said that if I drink this way, it won’t be cold..."

After Meng Po grabbed a handful of coriander and chopped green onion out of thin air, she then grabbed a handful of pepper noodles and sprinkled it into a bowl. She handed it to Nianqing again in anger, muttering, "What else can't be put down when you're dead? Drink it

After the soup, leave quickly~”

Young took the soup, smiled disconcertingly, took a sip, closed his eyes and showed a happy smile on his face, and then swallowed the bowl of soup without revealing a drop in it.

At this time, he was already in tears.

The bowl in his hand suddenly slid down and fell to the ground and split into pieces. Young slowly opened his eyes and said with a bitter smile: "Meng Po will have another bowl of soup~"

Meng Po shook her head.

"Young man, it's useless!"

Young said miserably: "But, she is still here!"

Meng Po shook her head again.

"You! I love you so deeply, I have no use to you and it! Security guard, take him down and send him to the side of Forgetful Love~"

The bull head and horse face tacitly walked up from the bridge, and raised the man and left...

Yan Zheng looked at him with a question mark, what the hell, even if you can order food by Meng Po himself, when will you still bargain with Meng Po? Is Meng Po such a easy-to-talk person?

Yan Zheng turned his head and looked at Zhen helplessly with his little eyes full of doubt. Zhen shook his head at him again, signaling him to wait with peace of mind.

Next was an old man in his sixties. Meng Po casually served a bowl of soup with a cold face and handed it to the old man.

"I drank Mengpo soup, crossed Naihe Bridge, and had a chance to go through the world of the next life!"

The old man seemed to have seen through the world and did not make any too many requests. He had no communication with Meng Po throughout the whole process. He took the soup handed over by Meng Po and drank it all, and returned the clean bowl to Meng Po and rushed it to Meng Po.

Grateful smile.

Leaving freely...

Compared to the first three, the blood-stained uniform behind him was particularly dazzling. Before Meng Po could speak, she said first: "I have been for the country and the people in my life, and I have no regrets,

Although I have no regrets in my life, I have nothing special to want, but I can't let go of the elderly, my wife and children at home. But I know that the yin and yang are separated, and my fate with them is over in this life. Obeying orders is the duty of a soldier, so I will not

Make an excessive request, please give me a bowl of mutton soup. I remember when I was a child, my family was poor. My mother would buy the remaining sheep bones that others picked and cooked them home and make them into soup when I came back from school. Although there was not much meat on the sheep bones, my father

My mother would still leave all the sheep bones for me. While drinking the soup, they said that they like to drink soup, and the essence of the sheep bones was in the soup... At that time, I was young, and I was ignorant, and I always thought that my parents were partial and didn't care about me.

, When I grew up, I realized that they left the best for me, but after I started working, I was too busy and didn't have much time to accompany them. Even when I was doing official duties in other places, I didn't have any more time to accompany them.

I can catch up.

I am worthy of my public office and my conscience, but I am sorry for my family and sacrifice my family for everyone...

In the end...oh, I won't say anything anymore. Thank you for listening to my nagging words. Please serve me a bowl of soup."

Meng Po’s face had a kind smile on her face, and she listened to the other person’s nagging patiently, without any impatience at all. She served a bowl of soup and gently handed it to the other person.

The other party picked up the soup and silently said, "I hope I can be your son in the next life. I must respect you well!"

After saying that, he drank it with great tribute, stood at the verge of Meng Po, turned around and looked up and left with neat steps.

Looking at the other person's straight posture as he walked away, Yan Zheng felt awe-inspiring.

From the other party's uniform, Yan Zheng can see that the other party is a policeman. The wound on his body is probably killed in the line of duty. Such a person must be a good policeman who is dedicated and responsible in his life, and he is also a worthy person who deserves everyone.

Dear people.

Yan Zheng secretly glanced at Zhen and said in his heart that he would ask Zhen to transfer some Yinde value to this hero in a while, hoping that the other party could become a good child, which is also his intention.

Heroes deserve respect from everyone, especially such dedicated heroes are worthy of respect and love. They cannot let heroes shed blood and cry, and finally the hearts of good people are chilled.

If everyone in the world thinks of the upright policeman just now, there will be only three or five deserted people on the bridge...

After sighing, Yan Zheng looked up and saw an old man in his sixties walking forward. He was wearing a shabby suit but was very neat. His waist was straight, his face was serious, and his eyes were wearing an old-fashioned flower glasses, which made people feel

After reading it, I will think of my principal in elementary school.

Walking to Meng Po, he said meticulously: "Give me a bowl of mutton soup too~ In winter, the children in our yard also love to drink mutton soup the most, because the conditions in the yard are not very good, and every winter, they will be in the house.

It's so cold that I can't stand it, so I'll warm it after drinking mutton soup~"

On that serious face, when talking about the child, a rare smile appeared on his face, and he smiled proudly, just like his proud waist.

Meng Po smiled back and served a bowl of soup, and handed it to the other party affectionately as if he was handed to a friend. The serious old man took the soup and blew it gently, and his brows immediately frowned.

"This soup is wrong!"
Chapter completed!