The result of Yan Cunyu’s handling came out, and Yan Cunyu’s existence was erased.
From now on, no one will know Yan Cunyu except the people around him, and all information about him will be destroyed.
The mistakes he made were only made public internally.
This result is already a merciful treatment.
Yan Hui listened to Yan Sui and sighed continuously.
"Why do you think your uncle is doing this?"
As he spoke, he became angry again, "It's good that he left. Now he left behind such a big mess. How am I going to clean it up? How am I going to explain those twelve people from the Yan family to the Yan family?"
If he doesn't tell them now, the Yan family will investigate later. By the time they find out, their anger won't be as strong as it is now.
"Speak frankly." After a pause, Yan Sui continued, "I've read the files. Uncle was not aware of this matter. Someone else sent someone to do it. By the time he found out, it was too late. Uncle's mistake was that he didn't report that person in time."
"But this is understandable. That person is so powerful that my uncle cannot defeat him."
"Forget it, forget it. I have my own idea about this matter. I'll tell you about it after Yan Cheng finishes the college entrance examination." Yan Hui was afraid that telling you about it now would affect Yan Cheng's mood.
Yan Sui went to see the two little treasures, stayed at home for a while and then left. Yukes was still in prison, and he had to go over to deal with it.
Su Qianqian stays at home with her three children, two Xiaobaos and one Song Xizhou.
Song Zhang directly brought a bag of Song Xizhou's things over and asked Song Xizhou to stay here for a few days as it was inconvenient for him to go out to see his friends.
Song Zhang persuaded for a long time before Su Qianqian reluctantly agreed.
"Eat something!"
Song Xizhou has been reading these days, and Su Qianqian brought him some snacks, which were small cookies she baked herself.
"Um."
Song Xizhou took it politely. During the past few days at the Yan family, Song Xizhou had a regular schedule, ate more, and looked much better.
Seeing Song Xizhou squatting at the door reading a book, Su Qianqian said, "Why don't you go to the study to read. There is a table there."
"good."
Su Qianqian brought Song Xizhou to the study. When they opened the door, they found two other people inside.
Li Yunshen and An Yuanke were inside.
Li Yunshen was reading an ancient book, which was obviously taken from Yan Sui's bookshelf, while An Yuanke was copying something on the table.
She has a small notebook at hand.
An Yuanke felt somewhat embarrassed when Su Qianqian caught her. She was copying someone else's Futian Jue.
She smiled awkwardly: "I just want to see how powerful this is."
"Yeah." Su Qianqian smiled and narrowed her eyes, and it was unclear what emotion she was expressing.
An Yuan was afraid that Su Qianqian would misunderstand, so she pulled Su Qianqian out to explain.
Song Xizhou and Li Yunshen were in the room.
Song Xizhou was holding a collection of Olympiad math problems in his hand. He tried to solve them for a long time, but there was one problem that he couldn't solve.
There was no paper just now, but now there is paper in the study. Song Xizhou took a pencil and wrote down his ideas on the paper.
"This is wrong, it should be solved like this."
Li Yunshen was reading a book, and then he looked up and saw that the child was about to cry, so he came over to take a look.
Song Xizhou looked up and asked him, "Can you solve it?"
Li Yunshen didn't say anything and wrote the answer on the paper.
No abbreviation, wrote a detailed one.
Song Xizhou understood it immediately.
"You are so awesome." Song Xizhou was envious. He also wanted to be as awesome as this person.
Li Yunshen: "You are also great. When I was your age, I couldn't solve this kind of problem."
Song Xizhou pursed his lips and stopped talking.
He read for the whole morning and had a headache and his eyes were swollen.
So he fell asleep on the table. Li Yunshen saw it but didn't do anything.
It’s okay for a child to lie down for a while, and he won’t think that the child is not diligent.
Outside, Su Qianqian and An Yuanke sat opposite each other on the stone table.
An Yuanke said, "This thing has been passed down for thousands of years. There must be a reason for its spread. I want to copy it down and study it with my friends."
Su Qianqian chuckled: "Logically speaking, this matter is not my business. I think you should ask Yan Sui for his opinion."
"I think Yan Sui should also want to unravel the secret here." An Yuanke said this with a weak tone.
Su Qianqian's next words surprised her. "If it were me, I would definitely take a photo of this book after I got it. Copying it is such a waste of time."
"Taking photos is not safe. Once your phone is connected to the internet, it can easily be accessed by others."
“No one has been able to touch my data yet.”
Su Qianqian's tone was very light when she said this, but An Yuanke could feel the infinite confidence in it.
She looked at Su Qianqian, lowered her eyes, and said calmly: "The Su Qianqian I know is a girl who has never left Jiangcheng. She died at the hands of her husband Jin Wenxiu. What you know is different from what I know."
"You have a rich imagination, so you're suitable for writing novels."
Su Qianqian would never admit it. She knew that An Yuan was reborn and had memories of her previous life.
"I've tried my best to change the ending, but I still didn't expect that the grudge between Li Yunshen and my father could not be resolved. It's all my fault for coming back too late. If I had come back as a child, I would definitely have been able to change the ending."
"Tell me how you changed the ending!"
An Yuanke's eyes were burning and eager.
"The situation is determined by your mind. What kind of ending you get depends on how you think."
Su Qianqian saw entanglement and confusion in An Yuanke. Perhaps, it was because An Yuanke already knew the ending, and the inability to change the ending would make her fall into pain.
There is an unbridgeable gap between knowing and doing.
She could only give An Yuanke one piece of advice: "Knowing too much, thinking too much, will actually limit your actions. It's better to not know, not think, and just follow your heart."
"ah--"
A scream was heard from inside the house.
Su Qianqian and An Yuanke hurried in.
Li Yunshen was inside, and he went to see Song Xizhou first.
Song Xizhou seemed to be awakened by something, his hair was wet with sweat, and his little face was full of fear.
"What's wrong with you?" Li Yunshen asked Song Xizhou.
Song Xizhou didn't want to talk to people he wasn't familiar with.
He saw Su Qianqian and ran over to hug her.
Su Qianqian patted his back and coaxed him, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"
"I dreamed of Yan Cunyu. He was dead and crows were eating him. He was still smiling at me." Song Xizhou was really scared.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, dreams are all fake."
But Yan Cunyu was really dead.
Song Xizhou asked: "Is he really dead? Is he?"
This question stumped Su Qianqian. What should she say?
Just now he said that the dream was fake, but the next moment he said that the person was dead.
"Leave it to me!" Li Yunshen came over, squatted in front of Song Xizhou, and said to him: "Uncle is just like you. He has an unhappy memory in his childhood. Uncle is willing to tell you about it. Do you want to listen?"
Song Xizhou didn't know this person, but this person was the perfect type of person he wanted to be, so he nodded.
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