Chapter 49 Grandpa's Family

Cheng Lesheng flicked his fan and said, "These things are indeed not eaten every day, but this cook's cooking skills are something he can enjoy every day."

Song Yi looked at him and asked, "Could it be?"

Chen Hanxing's expression darkened a little: "Don't make blind guesses, and don't say anything that will affect other people's reputation."

Song Yiman slapped himself on the mouth: "Sorry, sorry, I'm just a little curious."

Shen Hanxing looked at the empty bowl. This was probably the most he had eaten in all these years. “My grandfather saw that I couldn’t eat, so he paid Miss Wen to cook a meal for me every day.”

"How much per month?" Lei Jiayang became interested.

Cheng Lesheng poured a basin of cold water on him: "Don't even think about it. If she was that easy to invite, I wouldn't have put so much effort into it."

"Young Master, Miss Wen and the others are going back." The servant came over at this time and whispered something beside him.

Cheng Lesheng nodded and said to his friends present: "I'll be away for a while. You guys sit here for a while. There will be another dessert later." Then he stood up and left for the backyard.

Wen Zhenyi returned to the backyard, ate something quick, and prepared to rush back. He couldn't let his grandfather and uncle wait outside.

Cheng Lesheng came over and asked, "Are you going back?"

Wen Zhen nodded: "My grandpa and uncle are here, we have to go back now."

"Okay, you've worked hard today. I'll have someone take you back." He pulled out two silver notes worth one hundred taels from his pocket and said, "This is your reward for today."

Wen Zhenyi took away his own hundred taels: "I only take what I deserve."

Cheng Lesheng didn't care and put the remaining banknotes into his arms: "Can I invite you to the banquet next time?"

Wen Zhenyi turned around and looked at him: "It depends on my mood. This time I'm short of money." After saying that, he left without looking back.

Cheng Lesheng looked helpless. If he wanted to eat the food she cooked, it seemed that he could only go to Shen's house and beg for food.

Ma Yinghe was happy to know that her father and brother had come. They hadn't seen each other for a few years. Although they lived in the same county, they had been separated by various things. It had been three to five years.

Wen Chengwen was a little nervous. He felt a lot of pressure every time he saw his father-in-law.

Wen Yongman was only two years old when he last saw his grandfather. He didn't remember much and didn't have a deep impression of them. "Brother, do grandpa and uncle get along well?"

"You forgot that the last time they came, they let you ride on their necks and run around."

Wen Zhenyi looked at Wen Yongnan. He was the only one among the three siblings who was familiar with his grandpa and uncle. "Brother, what kind of people are grandpa and uncle?"

"Don't worry, grandpa and uncle look serious, but they are easy to get along with. You are the one we three siblings love the most."

"Who else is there in my uncle's family?"

"And my aunt. She's also a hot-tempered person, just like my mother. I have two cousins ​​and one cousin."

"I wonder if only grandpa and uncle will come this time."

"You'll know when you get home."

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, they saw a carriage parked at the door from a distance, with several people standing next to it.

Old Man Ma stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the closed door. “Where did your sister and her family go? It’s almost dark, and they haven’t come back yet.”

Ma Can leaned against the carriage, holding a sword in his hand: "Maybe he went out for something, he should be back soon."

Two teenagers, one about seventeen or eighteen years old, sat cross-legged on the edge of the carriage, and the other teenager, about fifteen or sixteen years old, lay on the roof with his legs crossed, holding a piece of weed in his mouth, staring at the sky in a daze.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted from the inside, and Old Lady Ma looked at her old man and said, "Why are you panicking? It won't be a big deal if you wait a while."

Old Man Ma looked at the people behind the curtains and said, "I'm just worried that something might happen to them."

"Pooh, pooh, pooh, Dad, you can't say that." Ma Can's wife Geng Ru got out of the carriage.

"Grandpa, children should speak without restraint." A little girl of seven or eight years old poked her head out and looked at him.

Old Man Ma quickly slapped his mouth: "I said the wrong thing."

"Da da da!"

Ma Yushun, who was on the roof of the carriage, heard the sound of the carriage and turned over to sit up. He put a hand on his brow and looked towards the village entrance: "There is a carriage coming this way. Could it be that my aunt and the others are back?"

Ma Yuruo, who was sitting on the side of the carriage, also stood up to check: "Looks like it's coming towards us."

Geng Ru looked at Old Lady Ma with some curiosity: "Mom, has my younger sister's family bought a carriage?"

"No, I haven't heard of buying a carriage!"

The carriage stopped in front of them. Ma Yinghe jumped out of the carriage and saw the family standing at the door. Tears almost came out of her eyes: "Dad, Mom, brother, sister-in-law."

When Old Man Ma saw that it was his daughter coming down, the worry on his face faded away. "Where have you been? We've been waiting for you here all afternoon. If you don't come back, we'll have to report you to the police."

"Is there something wrong with you, old man, staying in the yamen? Go and report to the authorities whether you come or not." Old Mrs. Ma looked disgusted.

The Wen family members got off the carriage one after another. Wen Zhenyi and the servant thanked them and looked at the big family at the gate of the courtyard. Everyone is here!

After Mrs. Ma and the others exchanged greetings with the Wen family, they noticed Wen Zhenyi standing behind them: "Yiyi, do you still remember grandma?"

Wen Zhenyi shook his head apologetically: "I'm sorry, grandma, I don't remember."

Seeing her clear eyes and coherent speech, Old Lady Ma walked over to her and hugged her: "It's okay, it's okay. Let's get to know each other again. I'm your grandmother." Then she pointed at Old Man Ma: "The one with the stern horse face is your grandfather. Don't look at him as fierce, he actually loves you the most."

Old Man Ma was trying to maintain his persona, but before he could say anything, he failed: "Yi Yi, don't listen to your grandma's nonsense, I'm not a horse face."

Old Ma gave him a sidelong glance and asked, "Isn't your last name Ma?"

"My surname is Ma!"

"So your face isn't a horse's face?"

Old Man Ma: .....

Wen Zhenyi chuckled twice: "Grandpa."

Old Man Ma's depressed face healed instantly after hearing his words: "Be good, come on, let's go back to the yard. Grandpa bought a lot of things for you."

Ma Yushun walked up to her, his handsome face full of curiosity: "I am your second cousin, Ma Yushun, you can call me second cousin."

Ma Yuruo is also handsome, but much more stable than Ma Yushun: "I am your eldest cousin, Ma Yuruo."

"Hello, eldest cousin, hello, second cousin."

"And me, and me, I'm Ma Ruier, your little cousin!" Ma Ruier jumped in front of her with a smiling face.

"Hello, Sister Rui'er."

Old Lady Wen hurriedly invited people into the house: "Hurry up, come in and sit down."

Geng Ru stepped forward and took Wen Zhenyi's hand: "That's good. My Yiyi is just beautiful."