"For the jade." Wen Jiangli picked up the pen and started drawing again.
The second son of the Wen family will come to get this thing soon, so he has to draw it quickly.
"Jade? What is that?" Jinglan didn't know much about human life.
As soon as she arrived in Dongsheng Capital, she was taken home by Young Master Liu San, and then thrown into the Qiankun Bag by Chu Xiaoxiao to practice. She rarely walked on the streets.
"This is it." Wen Jiangli took out a small piece of mutton-fat jade and placed it in Jinglan's palm.
It was a polished peace locket that he had someone make and he always carried it with him.
Jinglan looked around and muttered to herself, "Aren't these stones from the mountain pass? My elder brother picked up a lot for me and built a beautiful little house with them.
There are not only white stones, but also red, green, purple and yellow ones. I will show them to you."
She waved her hand, and the empty space in the room was filled with a colorful house.
The foundation of the house is white jade, the walls are green, red, and purple, the roof is yellow, and the door frames and windows are bright red.
The hut is not big, only two or three square meters, enough for the golden hamster to live in.
The house is divided into a living room, a bedroom and a study. The whole house is made of jade and looks very beautiful.
Wen Jiangli was stunned, not daring to breathe, and asked stupidly: "I built this for you?"
"Yes! Brother! I'll give it to you." Jinglan smiled, her eyes revealing the excitement of "Praise me, praise me!" "I sneaked out this time just to give you something.
I will give you back all the good things my brother gave me before. I don’t want my brother to suffer in the human world, and I don’t want my eldest nephew to suffer even more.”
"Third brother! Is your drawing finished?"
The voice of the second son of the Wen family was heard outside the door. Jinglan waved her hand, and the jade house disappeared, along with herself.
Wen Jiangli looked around and found that she had turned into a cute snow-white little hamster.
He happily picked up the golden mouse, placed it on his knees, and began to draw. He finished the picture in a few strokes and wrote a line of words at the bottom.
The weather in Kunlun Mountain is bad, please be careful when entering. We will not be responsible for any loss of life caused by this picture.
When the second son of the Wen family came in, he saw the words. He was furious and pushed Wen Jiangli: "Just draw the picture I asked you to draw. Why did you write on it? Is it worth 1.5 million taels even if you wrote on it?"
Wen Jiangli said coldly: "No matter it's worth it, I have to make it clear. The weather in that place is really weird. Sometimes the wind and sand are howling, and sometimes there are ghosts. Most people can't get out after going there. I was lucky enough to get out.
Of the eight people who went there, I was the only one who left alive. If the whole army is wiped out after buying the route map that they spent 1.5 million taels on, will they blame you for not explaining it clearly? Will they hold you accountable later?"
Wen Lao Er didn't dare to speak, as if what Lao San said was right. If all the people sent by the gambling house owner died and didn't bring back what he wanted, he would definitely come to him to settle the score.
They won't do business at a loss.
Isn't it for the benefit of setting up such a big trap for him to get into? If he doesn't get any benefit, he will definitely not be let go.
Holding the route map, Wen Laoer turned and left.
Wen Jiangli said to his back, "I've already given you the route map and explained the risks. We will have nothing to do with each other from now on. If those people get hurt and ask you to come to me, I won't take the blame."
Pausing, Wen Lao Er turned around and glanced at him: "I know, I will explain this matter to them clearly. Whether they suffer losses or make money, it has nothing to do with us."
"I'm glad you understand."
Holding the golden rat in his hand, Wen Jiangli looked at Wen Laoer's back. He thought he was too stupid. The Wen family must have been doomed to failure, as they had such a brainless idiot.
I heard that he only borrowed 500 taels of money at usury, and somehow it turned into 1.5 million taels in just a few months.
Is there anyone in the world who is easier to fool than him?
Just believe whatever others say without checking it out.
Forget it, that was the Wen family's business and had nothing to do with him. He was leaving, leaving here, to live his own life.
Old Madam Wen punished the servants in the house. Looking at Wen Zhengfei who was seriously injured, she sighed deeply and asked the court doctor to come and see him.
Seeing the little fat man, she sighed again, feeling that she was extremely wrong. Such a brainless person would not be able to support the Wenjunhou Mansion in the future.
Wen Jiangli's family had nothing to pack, just a few tattered clothes, a few torn quilts, some broken pots and pans, and a few old benches.
Everyone in the family was carrying things in their hands or on their shoulders. Old Mrs. Wen watched from the side, feeling extremely sad.
Wen Junhou's family did not come. In his eyes, whether his third brother was born out of wedlock or legitimate, it had nothing to do with him and he could do whatever he wanted.
It doesn't matter if he is missing from the chores in the mansion. With the managers keeping an eye on them, nothing will happen.
Seeing Wen Jiangli was about to leave, Naituanzi chased after him and stretched out his hand to him: "Golden Rat, give it back to me."
The little hamster crawled out from Wen Jiangli's sleeve, jumped to Chu Xiaoxiao's feet, and rubbed her legs affectionately.
Then she quickly jumped into Wen Jiangli's sleeve and hid. Naituanzi understood that she was going to follow the people from the third room.
Black Charcoal Head also understood and advised his master: "Let her go! She came here just to find her brother. She finally found him, so she definitely doesn't want to leave."
Naituanzi nodded without saying anything, looking a little depressed.
[Jin Shu is so heartless. She doesn't want me anymore after she found her brother. Humph! I will never talk to her again. Go tell her that it's okay to torment people, but you can't hurt their lives.]
The charcoal-haired man said to the little hamster on Wen Jiangli's sleeve very obediently: "Jinglan! You can't hurt anyone's life. It doesn't matter if you make a small fuss. If someone dies, I will definitely catch you and punish you."
The golden rat kept nodding its little head and stretched out its front paws, waving them to say goodbye to the little boy.
Several people from the third branch of the Wen family just left like that. They were not slaves, did not have indentures, and did not need to go to the government office to terminate the contracts.
Just divide it up and pass it on separately.
Old Madam Wen followed them out of the house, tears streaming down her face, and she kept shouting, "San'er! My dear San'er! Are you really ignoring me?"
Wen Jiangli walked faster. He was not a plant, so he could naturally feel the guilt his birth mother felt towards him.
But he was even more miserable in his heart. His aunt treated him very well, but because he was raised by her, his biological mother could not tolerate him and often found people to bully them. In the past, he always thought that she was his biological mother, so he just endured it.
The more you endure, the more violent the Wen family will become. Today, your grandson was beaten horribly. If this continues, someone will die.
What did he get in return for his forbearance?
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