Liu Meng took a sip of tea, but nothing happened.

Qiu Wei was amazed.

"It's indeed Brother Liu Zhong's son." Qiu Wei turned around and glanced at him with bright eyes. Liu Meng drank tea on his own, as calm as a chrysanthemum, not at all cramped.

"The tea is good, with a faint fragrance of green bamboo."

Liu Meng raised his glass and took a sip and said with a smile that the tea cup was made of green bamboo, with a smooth surface and a very good texture.

"These cups are made by me in my spare time. If you like them, take one."

"My uncle is too stingy. If you give it to someone, you can give it a pair. Drinking tea is the most elegant thing."

"You boy." Qiu Wei couldn't help laughing, and looked at Liu Meng's eyes from scrutiny to a little appreciation, "Okay, then take two."

"I have been in An County for some time and I have been wanting to come and visit, but I am afraid that I will be embarrassed after being turned away. I hope my uncle will not be surprised. He will come when he comes and have not prepared any gifts. I think my uncle has no shortage of food and clothing. No matter what I bring, I will be shabby. If I don't accept it, I will be sad. If I accept it, it will be useless and can only put the ashes."

Qiu Wei laughed, "It's all your words that are polite and interesting. This is different from Lord Liu Zhong."

Liu Meng could feel respect for his father from his words. Even though he had not seen him for more than ten years, even though his father was not sure of his life and death, he couldn't help but ask: "Are my uncle very familiar with my father?"

Qiu Wei's eyes were confused, as if he was recalling the past, and said quietly: "I'm very familiar. We often get together. Lord Liu Zhong has a high talent and a cold and arrogant temperament. He doesn't like words with others. Instead, he is very close to me. I have learned a lot from him."

Liu Meng smiled and said, "Come on, Qiu Ming is also very talented and has a peaceful temperament. We get along well. I have learned a lot from him."

Qiu Wei was very comforted. This son was obviously better than the blue one. "How can this kid compare with Lord Liu Zhong back then?"

Having said that, I have to admit in my heart that in terms of computing power before worshipping the stars, Qiu Ming is no less than Lord Liu Zhong back then, but his personality charm is completely incomparable.

No matter how difficult the problem is to be calculated, Lord Liu Zhong can solve it at will, and nothing is rare.

"My uncle summoned me, I wonder if I should see if my old friend's child is a weapon or if I have any instructions?" Liu Meng took the initiative to mention, "If my uncle doesn't say it, my nephew is always worried and can't taste tea."

Qiu Wei also put away his smile and said seriously: "I asked Qiu Ming to call you over, one is to see the son of an old friend, and two is to let you give up this star worship."

Liu Meng frowned, didn't say anything back, waiting for explanation.

"You are just 18 years old and your computing power is not ordinary, so why should you hurry to worship stars?"

"My nephew still wants to become a scholar earlier." Liu Meng couldn't tell him the internal reason, the fewer people know, the better.

"The computing power before worshiping the stars is directly related to future potential. Even if you succeed in worshiping the stars, you will be a scholar for the rest of your life." Qiu Wei was obviously angry and disobeyed.

"Uncle, being able to become a true scholar is also the dream of countless students."

Qiu Wei slapped the stone table and shouted excitedly: "It would be fine if you keep pretending to be a waste in Bei'an City who is confused and living a life, but since you are on the academic path, you can't be just an ordinary scholar."

"Why?"

Liu Meng's intuition, Qiu Wei must have known some things about his parents.

"Because you are Lord Liu Zhong's son."

"My father doesn't care about me anymore." In a tactful way, Liu Meng is not happy either. Why do you have to listen to you? You claim to be your father's friend and have respect in your words, but why hasn't you ever appeared for so many years? Even if you say a word, I'm afraid no one in Bei'an City dares to bully him.

Qiu Wei was even more popular. What Liu Meng didn't know was that Qiu Wei had a hot temper when she was young, which was completely different from her son Qiu Ming. She had only been better at cultivating her mind and character in recent years. How could she still be controlled by this arousal?

Half an hour later, Liu Meng walked out of the courtyard calmly.

Qiu Wei hit the stone table with great force, and starlight flashed through his arm, and he broke into pieces. He said angrily: "Boy who doesn't know the height of heaven and earth, I thought you were old and tolerant, with average academic level, but you were so arrogant."

After Qiu Ming came back, he received a story from his father. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw the broken stone table. The stone table he loved the most was not used by the star array, and it was a little hand-crafted. It can be imagined that the anger he felt was really unthinkable. Why did Liu Meng annoy his father so much?

"Father."

"This kid insists on worshiping the stars. You can guide him more on the Holy Number Solutions, and the solutions passed down from the family are also all."

"Will the elders..."

"Qiu family, you have the final say for your father. You don't have to worry, just step down."

Qiu Wei was still very angry. After explaining to his son, he sat quietly on the ground and looked at the starry sky. He gradually became confused in tears and shouted softly: "Brother Liu Zhong, have you got what you want? Before you left, you told me not to contact Xiao Meng, but now you meet. He distrusts me so much and insists on worshiping the stars. He can only hope that he will not succeed this time and make more accumulations."

After Liu Meng returned, he happily took two bamboo cups and handed them over one, and said with a smile: "I give it to you, one for each of us."

Mu Xue was very happy to bring it over and praised: "Lord Qiuwei's craftsmanship is great."

"Hey, you know this too?"

"Everyone in An County knows that Lord Qiuwei likes to do handicrafts, especially bamboo carvings, and every piece of work is remembered." Mu Xue said, and the stars shone, and there was indeed a mark.

"If you sell it on the market, it will be of great value."

But not only is it useful value, but also obtaining Qiu Wei's works, it is also a symbol of status in An County. People who are unknown dare not provoke you easily, and they always give face to Lord Qiu Wei.

The food was served and the hungry tiger rushed over, and Mu Xue also sat down with a smile and ate together.

"I'm so hungry, how do you know I haven't eaten yet? Qiu's family is too stingy and doesn't care about food."

Mu Xuele said: "It would be nice if you didn't arrest you and lock me up."

"You can't say it, it's just a little bit short. Why do you know everything, just like being by my side."

"You can guess it."

This is tacit understanding.

Liu Meng's whole picture was focused on the holy numbers. Since holy numbers were so important and could not be refreshed in the academic stage, they were not careless. Liu Meng was proud of his heart. What Qiu Wei said made him aspire to become a bachelor's degree. He would have to become a doctor even if he had to do his best to calculate the power level and holy numbers.

A god-level academic master, he speaks easily and is absolutely rigorous in his studies.
Chapter completed!