Seeing Wen Yiran, Aunt Liu felt like she had finally found her savior. Although she was a nanny, she also wanted to be respected. In He Jingjing's eyes, Aunt Liu felt she was no better than an ant on the ground.
"Well, thank you for your hard work, Xiao Liu." Wen Yiran nodded at Aunt Liu and changed into the slippers Aunt Liu brought her.
"Grandma Feng, your nanny is really attentive to Grandpa Wen. Could she be attracted to Grandpa Wen?" He Jingjing and Feng Xueying stood on the stairs, watching the scene happening downstairs. When Wen Yiran just walked in, Feng Xueying wanted to go downstairs to greet him, but He Jingjing held her back and told her not to spoil her man too much, otherwise, he would not take her seriously.
Feng Xueying didn't know where He Jingjing, such a young girl, got so many bizarre ideas from. Strangely, she didn't think it was inappropriate for an eight-year-old girl to say such things.
He Jingjing possessed a strange charm that drew Feng Xueying closer to her and drew her in. Perhaps, she thought, this was the kind of girl raised in a wealthy family.
He Jingjing looked at Aunt Liu angrily. She thought Aunt Liu was extremely annoying. When she was in Kyoto, she was always welcomed wherever she went. Only Aunt Liu from the Wen family didn't take her, the eldest daughter of the He family, seriously.
During the few days that He Jingjing was at the Wen family's, Aunt Liu was like a mouse seeing a cat when she saw He Jingjing. She would not stay anywhere where He Jingjing was. He Jingjing was very dissatisfied with Aunt Liu. The He family's nanny would not be as tactless as Aunt Liu.
He Jingjing didn't know that Aunt Liu was truly afraid of her. In the He family, there were three aunties just to cook, plus those who cleaned, bought groceries, and did laundry—all together, there were more people than the He family's owners. The Wen family only had Aunt Liu as their domestic worker, and these days, not only was Aunt Liu being bossed around by He Jingjing, she was also often called stupid by her.
"Jingjing, you little brat, stop talking nonsense. Xiao Liu is indeed a good comrade." Feng Xueying rarely praised Xiao Liu. These days, some of He Jingjing's behavior had become unbearable even for Feng Xueying, let alone Aunt Liu, the person involved. Aunt Liu hadn't complained to Wen Yiran, which was a sign of her tolerance.
"Secretary Wen, Master Ziqing came back a few days ago, but when he saw you weren't home, he left again." Downstairs, Aunt Liu and Wen Yiran continued to talk. Last time, Aunt Liu was forced by Feng Xueying to trick Wen Ziqing back to Qingshan City. Aunt Liu felt very sorry for Wen Ziqing for this matter. However, before she could apologize, Wen Ziqing left.
Wen Yiran was stunned. Wen Ziqing had been in Zhaojiagou for over a month. Every time he called, the child said he was fine and told him not to worry. Was there something going on this trip back to Qingshan City?
"The talkative nanny, Grandma Feng, do you think she is going to complain to Grandpa Wen?" He Jingjing felt a little guilty and had to instigate Feng Xueying to stop Aunt Liu from speaking. He Jingjing knew very well that it was Feng Xueying who asked Aunt Liu to make the call to let Wen Ziqing return to Qingshan. When it came down to it, Feng Xueying did it for her.
"Xiao Liu, there's nothing for you to do here. Go make a bowl of noodles for Old Wen." Feng Xueying walked downstairs and said to Aunt Liu. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening. According to the time, Wen Yiran must not have eaten on his way home.
"Okay, Director Feng." Aunt Liu agreed and turned to leave.
"Xueying, what's going on? Why did you ask Ziqing to go back to Qingshan City?" When Wen Yiran saw Feng Xueying's expression, he could guess that the person who asked Wen Ziqing to come back was Feng Xueying.
"I miss my eldest grandson. Can't I ask him to come back to see me?" Feng Xueying glared at Wen Yiran, angry about what he had just said.
"Xueying, that's not what I meant. I mean that Ziqing should stay with his master and learn kung fu. If you call him back like this, it will delay him." Wen Yiran explained.
"Learn Kung Fu, learn Kung Fu. What advanced Kung Fu can you learn by staying with that country bumpkin?" Feng Xueying was even more dissatisfied. Wen Yiran had always been fond of Zhao Qingshan. Every time Zhao Qingshan had a request, Wen Yiran would do everything he could to help him. Remember the natural disasters in the past few years, the harvests of crops in various places were not good. This Zhao Qingshan actually ran to the Wen family and asked Wen Yiran to think of a way to reduce the agricultural tax in their county.
Feng Xueying immediately turned her face away. Wen Yiran had just arrived in Qingshan City as the municipal party committee secretary that year, and before he had even warmed up to the new position, he was busy with this extremely difficult task for Zhao Qingshan. Wasn't this causing trouble for their old Wen?
Wen Yiran readily agreed to Zhao Qingshan's request.
To fulfill Zhao Qingshan's request, Wen Yiran stayed awake for three days and three nights, conducting field research and arguing with Mayor Wu at an enlarged meeting of the Municipal Party Committee. In the end, Yuyuan County's agricultural tax was reduced by half, but Wen Yiran and Mayor Wu fell out. For years, Wen Yiran and Mayor Wu had always been at odds.
Whenever Feng Xueying thought of this, she hated Zhao Qingshan to the core. If it weren't for that country bumpkin, would Lao Wen's work be so difficult? Lao Wen's work was difficult, and his political achievements were naturally not very impressive, so their family stayed with Lao Wen in this remote Qingshan City.
"Xueying, Brother Zhao is a man of real kung fu. If he hadn't saved me back then, I would have lost my life on the battlefield!" Although Wen Yiran was dissatisfied with Feng Xueying's attitude towards Zhao Qingshan, he still took the trouble to reiterate the kindness Zhao Qingshan had shown him. In Wen Yiran's opinion, Zhao Qingshan was a real man. He asked for his help not for himself, but for many fellow villagers. If it weren't for Zhao Qingshan's outspokenness in the disaster that year, the county leaders below would still be whitewashing the situation. If taxes were collected as in previous years, a large number of people might have starved to death.
If a large number of people really starved to death in the area under Wen Yiran's jurisdiction, he would not have the face to wear the black hat on his head even if he did not take it off.
To be honest, Wen Yiran was very grateful to Zhao Qingshan for that incident. If Zhao Qingshan had not told him the truth, he would have just taken office and was completely in the dark, which could easily have made wrong decisions. How could he have quickly gained a foothold in Qingshan City with that incident?
"Okay! That cripple Zhao Qingshan can't even walk easily, how can he save you? It's more like you saving him." Feng Xueying curled her lips and disagreed with Wen Yiran's words.
Feng Xueying had always thought that Wen Yiran had exaggerated Zhao Qingshan's kindness. On the battlefield, guns are blind, who would be so foolish as to use their own body to block bullets for others?
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