Chapter 28: Wen Miao is Real
When they arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Wen Miao reminded Wen Shuzhou that he would come to his place for breakfast half an hour later.
"Okay." Wen Shuzhou responded.
When he opened the door, the house was still the same as it was before his morning run. This guy... There was no other way, Wen Shuzhou had to go upstairs and knock on Wen Qingzhou's bedroom door.
"Qingzhou..., wake up!"
"Brother..., it's still early, can you let me sleep a little longer?" Hearing the knock on the door, Wen Qingzhou, who was under the quilt, squinted his eyes and touched the mobile phone on the bedside table. After taking a look, he retracted his hand into the quilt.
"Okay, it's 7:30 now, you get up and wash up at 7:45." Although Wen Shuzhou was accustomed to his younger brother's bed-sleeping, he could not tolerate it, otherwise, Wen Qingzhou would never return to the path of bed-sleeping.
"I understand, brother." Wen Qingzhou dragged out a vague sound from his throat.
"Yeah." After getting the response, Wen Shuzhou no longer paid attention to Wen Qingzhou in the room. He went downstairs to pour a glass of water from the constant temperature kettle on the table, drank two sips to moisten his throat, and then turned on the TV.
At this time, most satellite TV channels were broadcasting morning news. Wen Shuzhou selected an authoritative news report and watched it with great interest.
In fact, he didn't like news very much in the past, but after taking over Wen's, he had to force himself to spare some time every day to read all the news because he had to pay attention to the relationship between current politics and corporate decision-making.
"Brother." Fifteen minutes later, Wen Qingzhou came downstairs with messy hair.
"Go wash up. We'll go to Wen Miao's place for breakfast in ten minutes." Wen Shuzhou said to his brother without looking away.
"Ten minutes? I'll try my best, brother." Wen Qingzhou kicked off his slippers and walked quickly to the bathroom.
"Um."
Ten minutes later, Wen Qingzhou stepped out of the bathroom. His previously messy hair had returned to its normal shape after he had just trimmed it, and he looked instantly more energetic.
"Brother, I'm going to change my clothes."
"good."
Two or three minutes later, the Wen brothers appeared in the Wenmiao guest hall, neatly dressed.
"Are you here? Come in and serve the food." Wen Miao greeted the two brothers directly.
"Okay, I'll be right there." Wen Qingzhou followed Wen Miao into the kitchen.
Each of them held one in each hand, and a minute later, Wen Miao and the other two were seated around the table.
Fried chicken fillet, spicy tofu, pickled cucumber, lotus leaf cake, and preserved egg and lean meat porridge filled half of the table.
"Wen Miao, this spicy tofu tastes really good!" Wen Qingzhou took a piece of spicy tofu and a lotus leaf cake, took a bite, and was attracted by it.
"I pickled it myself. If you like it, there's more in the jar." Wen Miao said honestly.
"Wen Miao, I like you more and more." Wen Qingzhou raised his lips.