Chapter 251: Yingzhi Lin cannot take care of himself
He should have let Mrs. Qiao hit him a few more times.
But it doesn't matter.
From now on, whether you have something to do or not, please stay close to Mrs. Qiao.
It was getting dark.
Wen Yan came back from washing her hands and was about to help Ying Zhilin go out to eat.
Pei'er brought in dinner.
Thinking of Ying Zhilin's injuries, Wen Yan accompanied him to eat in the yard.
Sure enough, Ying Zhilin's hands were shaking when he picked up the food, and he couldn't pick it up steadily.
Several times the food was brought to my mouth but I didn’t eat it.
Wen Yan sighed and took the bowl and chopsticks: "Let me feed you."
Wen Yan scooped up the food with a spoon and brought it to his mouth: "Ah..."
Ying Zhilin opened his mouth and ate obediently, but his eyes were fixed on her without blinking.
At first, Wen Yan was very open and confident.
Let him watch if he wants to. It won’t hurt him anyway.
But he kept staring at her, and Wen Yan felt a little uncomfortable.
She asked curiously, "Do I really look like your mother? Do I look alike? Or do I look alike in expression?"
Ying Zhilin: “…”
Wen Yan is easily soft-hearted. If I let her have the illusion of being a mother, how can she like me?
He immediately denied it: "No, I just think you are more gentle than I expected."
Wen Yan teased him, "Have you forgotten that I tried to assassinate A Shijian?"
"One thing at a time, if you don't seek revenge, that's not gentleness, that's cowardice."
"You have quite a few crooked ideas."
"That's obviously the truth..."
The two of them bickered and finished their dinner quickly.
Wen Yan stacked the dishes together: "You don't want me to help you take a shower before going to bed, do you?"
Ying Zhilin blushed: "No need, I can do this myself."
Wen Yan smiled secretly and left the room.
Ying Zhilin looked at Wen Yan's back, and his eyes were reluctant to leave her for a moment.
"Wen Yan doesn't tolerate any sand in her eyes. If you lie to her like this, be careful that she will get angry with you when she finds out." Brother Chen Qi appeared outside Ying Zhilin's gate with a cane.
Ying Zhilin smiled and looked at Brother Chen Qi: "When did I lie to her?"
"I'm afraid of pain..." Brother Chen Qi clamped his throat and imitated Ying Zhilin's tone.
"You eavesdropped on our conversation!" Ying Zhilin's face suddenly darkened.
Brother Chen Qi: "I practice martial arts, so my hearing is better than that of ordinary people. You guys are not shy about what you say."
"Uncle Kang and the others..." Could they have heard it too?
"No, they only know some ordinary martial arts. I used to be a well-known figure in the martial arts world." Brother Chen Qi said this with a bit of pride.
With such sharp ears, how could he have the nerve to act coquettishly and weak in front of Wen Yan!
And... Wen Yan just mentioned the partners, he wouldn't have guessed anything, right?
Ying Zhilin Jueqing said, "You should move to the west wing tomorrow and share the big bunk bed with Uncle Kang and the others!"
"You... are using public power for personal gain!" Uncle Kang and his men are all rough men. The smell of sweat and feet in the hot summer can kill him! Brother Chen Qi doesn't want to squeeze in with them.
Brother Chen Qi now wants to slap himself in the face for talking too much!
Brother Chen Qi left with his head down.
After taking a few steps, he stopped again.
He turned around and looked at Ying Zhilin, his expression inexplicably serious: "Wen Ruyue has always wanted to cause trouble for Yanyan. If you really are with her, you will probably be implicated.
You have to think carefully about whether you can withstand the anger from the Wen family and the Jinping Marquis Mansion.
Also, if you want to open the screen, then open it. Don't cross Wen Yan's bottom line, or you won't be able to bear the consequences."
After saying this, Brother Chen Qi walked back to his room with the help of his crutches.
My second aunt and her family moved out the day after Wen Yan went to the capital.
The yard is very quiet
Wen Yan went to chat with Fifth Grandma for a while, then went to check the progress of the paint workshop, and then went back to the house to rest.
The next day.
Wen Yan got up early as soon as the sun rose.
She wanted to apply the ointment on Ying Zhilin before he went to the academy.
Wen Yan knocked on the door and went in: "I'll apply the ointment for you."
Ying Zhilin obediently stood up and took off his clothes by himself.
Under the dim light, his figure is more distinct.
Wen Yan took a closer look and saw that the bruise had turned reddish-brown. "It looks much better."
Ying Zhilin said, "It doesn't hurt as much as it did yesterday, but it still affects me when I raise my hand."
When Wen Yan opened the porcelain bottle, Ying Zhilin quietly pinched the corner of her clothes.
Wen Yan laughed: "If you want to hug me, then hug me."
Anyway, I let him hug me yesterday, so it doesn’t matter if I let him hug me today.
After Ying Zhilin went to the academy, Wen Yanxian went to Hui Niang's ink-making workshop for a walk around. It was almost noon.
Pei'er ran to her breathlessly and called out, "Miss, someone is coming from the capital."
Wen Yan was curious: "Who are these people?"
Pei'er shook her head: "That man is dressed richly and looks quite important."
"Let's go back and take a look first."
Wen Yan returned home and saw Nanny Jiang sitting in the yard. Wen Yan smiled knowingly.
Nanny Jiang is the mistress of the Wen family and Jiang Xinkui's trusted nanny.
When she saw Wen Yan, she immediately stepped forward and bowed: "Second Miss, you have kept me waiting."
Although she was very polite, there was no trace of respect between her brows.
Wen Yan: "Madam Jiang, what brings you to this rural area? What brings you to this rural area?"
"Madam and Master missed you, so they specially asked me to come and see you." She waved her hand, and the little maid immediately brought a food box and handed it to Wen Yan.
"Here is your favorite mung bean cake. Madam specially asked me to prepare it."
Pei'er glanced at the food box and did not move.
"Is my mother old? Her memory is really bad. I obviously like red beans and never liked mung bean cakes.
Forget it, it’s her good intention after all.
Pearl, take it."
"Yes, Miss." Pearl then stepped forward to take it.
"I have already received the things. I will not invite Madam Jiang to dinner. After all, my humble abode is simple and the food is plain. Madam Jiang will not be used to it."
Pei'er immediately stepped forward to see the guest off.
Nanny Jiang was furious. He was indeed a peasant. He had been raised in the Wen family for more than ten years, but he still had no manners at all.
Pearl pulled her out.
"Wait, I'm here for another thing." Nanny Jiang pushed Pei'er away and strode up to Wen Yan.
She handed a paper bag to Wen Yan: "Haven't you liked mixing spices since you were a child?
Madam likes this spice very much, please quickly prepare one for her."
When Wen Yan opened the paper package, a special feeling of satisfaction came over him.
Wen Yan raised an eyebrow.
Isn’t this the spice she sold to Wen Ruyue?
It seems that she really gave it to Concubine Lan.
After Concubine Lan finished using it, Wen Ruyue had no place to restock, so she came up with her own idea.
Wen Yan restored the paper bag and stuffed it back: "I'm not worthy of it."
"Didn't you always brag about your perfume skills? How come you can't match this fragrance?"
Wen Yan said innocently, "Ah, life in the countryside is really too hard. My nose hasn't been very sensitive lately."
"Wen Yan, you have to think carefully. If you displease the Madam, you won't be able to ask your family to support you in the future."
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