"What else?" Wen Wan turned to look at Xiao Chen: "You are still a little weak in Yanjing."
"Whether it's Xiao Wanli or other pressures, it's a bit difficult to deal with them."
"Since I've come to Yanjing, I have to ensure that you don't suffer any loss after I leave."
"Aunt, you are so good to me..." Xiao Chen didn't know how to express his emotions.
That inexplicable warmth made him feel very warm.
"Isn't it my duty to treat you well?" Wen Wan felt distressed. She said softly, "My dear, how much hardship have you endured in the Xiao family?"
Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat. This sentence was a bit unusual.
This is very much like the heartache expressed by an elder when seeing his younger generation returning home.
Child, how much suffering have you endured outside?
This one sentence almost broke Xiao Chen's psychological defenses.
It was more than just suffering. The experiences of his previous life were a nightmare that he could never erase in his two lives.
However, these are not important. What is important is why Wen Wan said such a thing?
This is definitely not just because he took care of Wen Yi, there must be another hidden story.
Seeing that Xiao Chen's mood was not right, Wen Wan realized that she seemed to be expressing her feelings too sincerely.
She coughed twice and handed over the red wine in her hand.
Xiao Chen took it silently, clinked his cup with hers, and then took a sip.
"What are you thinking about?" Wen Wan looked at Xiao Chen and felt that his mood was not right.
"I'm wondering where my family is?" Xiao Chen murmured, "Have they ever looked for me?"
"Have they had another child and started a new life over the years?"
"This..." Wen Wan almost opened her mouth and blurted out the whole truth.
But thinking about what her old father had told her, she decided to endure it.
She said softly, "Xiao Chen, don't worry too much about this matter."
"I believe that in this world, biological parents all love their children very much."
"I also believe that you will meet them soon."
"Aunt, thank you for comforting me." Xiao Chen smiled. He felt that Wen Wan was obviously hiding something.
"I'm not just trying to comfort you. It's true. I..." Wen Wan was a little anxious, but she couldn't say anything.
Seeing Xiao Chen looking at her eagerly, she helplessly changed her words: "Believe me, women's sixth sense is very strong."
Xiao Chen rolled his eyes helplessly. He was very wary, but he felt that he could find a breakthrough in Wen Wan.
The car stopped outside an alley.
Wen Wan brought Xiao Chen to a courtyard.
This courtyard alone has both a market and no market.
Those who can live in the courtyard houses in this place are either rich or noble.
He knocked on the copper ring three times gently, and after a moment, the door opened with a creak.
A middle-aged man in a robe came out.
Seeing Wen Wan, he bowed gently: "Miss Wen, you are here?"
"I'm here to visit my third uncle. This is Xiao Chen, my nephew." Wen Wan pointed at Xiao Chen.
"Miss Wen, Mr. Xiao, please." The middle-aged man bowed slightly, moved sideways and extended his hand.
Wen Wan nodded slightly and walked out with Xiao Chen.
The courtyard is simple and quaint, and the mottled walls show the vicissitudes of life.
The lights were on in the main hall, and an old man in a green robe was reading a book.
"Uncle San, Miss Wenwan is here." The middle-aged man said softly.
The old man then put down the book in his hand and smiled at Wen Wan: "Girl, are you here?"
"Third Uncle." Wen Wan walked in with a smile: "I should have come to visit you earlier. I came here the second day I arrived in Yanjing."
"Your father, that old guy, has been in Yanjing for such a long time, but he never comes to see me." Uncle San snorted, a little displeased.
"The main reason was that my sister's health was not very good, and my father was worried. Now she is fine, and he will come over in the next few days." Wen Wan said with a smile.
"I've visited Wen Yi in the past. Although I've taken care of her in Yanjing over the years, she can't get over the hurdle in her heart."
Uncle San sighed, his tone full of regret.
"Uncle San, you've helped her a lot over the years. There's no need to blame yourself. After all, no one wants to see these things happen."
Wen Wan pointed to Xiao Chen on the side and said, "Uncle San, this is Xiao Chen, one of my juniors. I brought him here to visit you today."
"Xiao Chen?" Uncle San looked at Xiao Chen with some confusion.
"Hello, Third Master. I've long heard of you." Xiao Chen stepped forward politely.
Uncle San stared at Xiao Chen's appearance for a long time before nodding gently: "Okay, everyone, sit down."
Xiao Chen and Wen Wan sat down, and Uncle San exchanged a glance with Wen Wan.
Seeing Wen Wan nod slightly, Uncle San already understood Xiao Chen's identity.
He couldn't help but smile: "Xiao Chen, how old are you this year?"
"My dear Third Master, I will be 19 years old soon and study at Peking University." Xiao Chen said with a smile.
"Peking University? Great, the highest institution of learning in the country, not bad, really not bad." Uncle San nodded continuously.
Then he coughed twice lightly, and the housekeeper on the side hurriedly rubbed his back. Uncle San coughed for a while and gasped for a long time before he came to his senses.
"Third Master, your body looks like a sign of internal injuries, right?" Xiao Chen asked with a frown.
Just now, he clearly heard a wheezing sound in the Third Master's cough, which was a sign of lung injury.
Moreover, the opponent was a master of internal martial arts, and his palm power was cold in nature, which injured the lung lobe.
"Hey, you also know medicine?" Uncle San looked at Xiao Chen in surprise.
"I've read some medical books from my master, but I'm not very proficient in medicine." Xiao Chen said, "But I have a friend named Lin, and his medical skills are quite good."
"Lin's Chinese medicine doctor?" Uncle San said with a smile, "Could it be Old Lin's grandson, Lin Fang?"
"That's him." Xiao Chen was slightly stunned: "Do you know Mr. Lin?"
"I know him. We are old friends. He can't cure my injury, and I guess his grandson won't be able to cure it either." Uncle San said with a smile.
"So that's how it is." Xiao Chen nodded gently: "I can go back and ask Master for advice. He must have a solution."
"Haha, that's fine. But it doesn't matter if I can't be cured. I'm an old man. Back then, when we were clearing out the Tongsheng Society, I was ambushed by the Japanese dogs who jumped out."
"I won't be sidelined by injury."
"It turns out that Third Master's injury is related to the Tongsheng Society." Xiao Chen showed a thoughtful look.
"Yeah, the Tongshenghui is colluding with the remnants of the Toyo Kamikaze Camp. Damn it, I heard recently that they're showing signs of a comeback."
Uncle San gritted his teeth and said, "It's a pity that I'm old and have to drag this injured body with me. Otherwise, I would go and kill a few of the remnants of the Tongsheng Society."
"Third Master, you don't have to worry. There are always talented people in every generation, and someone will take care of them." Xiao Chen said with a smile.
"Haha, that's right. China is full of talented people, and young people like you have also grown up." Uncle San laughed.
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