After spending a few months together, Wen Ziqing discovered that Zhou Yuanyuan had a broad-mindedness that many people did not have, which was something Wen Ziqing himself could not do.
In his previous life, Wen Ziyun and his sister had often made things difficult for Wen Ziqing. In this life, Wen Ziqing felt that he would definitely seek repayment for his previous life's debt from the brother and sister. Even if Wen Ziyun and his sister didn't provoke him now, Wen Ziqing would not let them go.
Watching Wen Ziqing chop firewood was a delightful experience. Each stroke of the axe seemed to dance on the firewood, full of rhythm. Zhou Yuanyuan's gaze had drifted away from the distant horizon and settled on Wen Ziqing.
Wen Ziqing's figure looks much stronger than when he first came to Zhaojiagou. When he chopped wood, the muscles in his arms bulged, full of the beauty of strength.
Hmm... Although the big iceberg is cold, it is sometimes really pleasing to the eye, with handsome appearance and a muscular body...
A certain lecherous woman was imagining in her heart what the handsome boy next to her would look like under his clothes. Unconsciously, a string of crystal saliva flowed from her lips...
At the entrance of Zhaojiagou Village, a black Santana sped up, carrying siblings Wen Ziyun and Wen Ziqiu, along with the driver, Xiao Liu.
Wu Xiuli's pretense of "virtuousness" rekindled Wen Yiran's longing for his daughter. On New Year's Day, the old man longed for a family reunion and a happy life. Unfortunately, his eldest grandson, worried about his future wife in Zhaojiagou, followed Zhao Qingshan without a backward glance. After returning to Zhaojiagou, Wen Ziqing, at Zhao Qingshan's urging, made a phone call to Qingshan City to report his safety. Everything else remained normal, with no further news.
Wen Yiran could see that Wen Ziqing's autism seemed to be healed, but in Wen Ziqing's heart, their family members might not hold a higher place than Zhao Qingshan, let alone Zhou Yuanyuan, the future wife Wen Ziqing had chosen. "I heard from San'er Yulun that Zhou Yuanyuan's little girl is so pretty. When can I meet her?" Wen Yiran wondered.
Although Wu Xiuli was annoying, this sentence touched Wen Yiran's heart. It was the New Year, and it was a beautiful thing for the family to be reunited!
Wen Yulong and his family will return to N City after the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. Wen Yiran knows that although his eldest son doesn't say it, he is still thinking about his eldest grandson in his heart.
As the head of the family, Wen Yiran had to consider every aspect. It wasn't appropriate for them, the elders, to come and wish the younger generation a happy new year, but Wen Ziyun and his sister could! The Wen Ziyuns went to Zhaojiagou, firstly to wish Zhao Qingshan a happy new year and thank him on behalf of Wen Yiran for saving their lives, and secondly, to have their driver, Xiao Liu, take Wen Ziqing to Qingshan City for a few days of reunion.
Wen Yiran was impatient and would do anything he thought of. Early in the morning, Wen Ziyun and his sister pulled the old man out of bed, stuffed a bunch of gifts for the trip to Zhaojiagou, and stuffed them into the Santana sedan driven by Xiao Liu.
Wen Yiran was quite hardworking. For the sake of his eldest grandson, he destroyed his own image and used the public bus for personal purposes.
Wen Ziqiu was utterly annoyed. If it weren't for her grandfather's favor, she wouldn't have come to this rural area. The road was terrible, and even Xiao Liu's driving skills were excellent, but the car still jolted so much that Wen Ziqiu nearly vomited all her breakfast.
The closer they got to Zhaojiagou, the more disappointed Wen Ziqiu became. Where were the promised lush green mountains and clear waters? Where was the promised picturesque scenery? A winding stream less than two meters wide and a few thatched cottages were considered scenery?
Wen Ziqiu was in a bad mood and found everything annoying.
Wen Ziyun was excited. He could finally meet the martial arts master he had always dreamed of! In Wen Yiran's words, Zhao Qingshan was a master of unparalleled martial arts. The scene of Zhao Qingshan blocking a bullet for Wen Yiran on the battlefield had been heard many times not only by the Wen family's sons, but also by their grandchildren, Wen Ziqiu and Wen Ziyun, at least six or seven times.
Wen Yiran is a grateful person. In his opinion, not only will he remember Zhao Qingshan's life-saving grace for the rest of his life, but even after he passes away, if Zhao Qingshan's descendants encounter any difficulties, his own descendants will lend a hand if they can.
Feng Xueying was most annoyed by this aspect of her old man's. He was so eager to repay a favor that he would sacrifice the entire Wen family. In previous years, whenever Wen Yiran brought up this topic, Feng Xueying would find ways to change the subject. This year, due to poor health, Feng Xueying was confined to bed, and Wen Yiran and his children and grandchildren had something new to talk about: Zhao Qingshan had once again saved his life.
From Wen Yiran's words, Zhao Qingshan, who is proficient in both martial arts and medicine, has become a mountain-like existence in Wen Ziyun's heart. Whenever Wen Ziyun thinks of his elder brother Wen Ziqing being able to learn martial arts from a "god" like Zhao Qingshan, he feels jealous.
From childhood, Wu Xiuli had always called Wen Ziqing a "trash" and a "mute" in front of her two children, while praising Wen Ziqiu and Wen Ziyun to the skies. Wen Ziqiu and Wen Ziyun had grown accustomed to hearing this, and they too felt that Wen Ziqing was no match for them. Yet, their grandfather had found such a brilliant master for that "trash" Wen Ziqing, while he himself had nothing.
Along the way, Wen Ziyun's thoughts were wild and unrestrained. Sometimes he thought about being sweet-talking when he saw Zhao Qingshan, so that Zhao Qingshan would become his master. There was no reason why Wen Ziqing, a "waste" could win Zhao Qingshan's favor, while he, a "gifted man", could not compare to Wen Ziqing.
Amid Wen Ziqiu's nagging, Xiao Liu parked the car at the entrance of Zhaojiagou Village. The village road was too narrow, only wide enough for one car. If Xiao Liu drove the car to Zhao Qingshan's house, the entire road would be blocked, affecting the villagers' access.
Wen Ziyun and his sister got out of the car and walked along the village path, looking around. Xiao Liu picked up the gifts Wen Yiran had asked them to bring, a tall stack, and slowly followed behind Wen Ziyun and his sister, acting as their dedicated follower.
As a member of the Municipal Party Committee's logistics team, Xiao Liu had heard about what had happened in the Wen family over the past few days. However, Xiao Liu was a tight-lipped person, and although he disliked the behavior of Wen Ziyun and his sister, he said nothing.
Zhao Qingshan's house was the first one at the entrance of the village. The gate was not closed, and Wen Ziyun saw Zhou Yuanyuan sitting under the porch and staring at Wen Ziqing in a daze.
This little girl is so beautiful! Wen Ziyun couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.
The girl has big, watery eyes, a straight nose, a red mouth like a rose petal, and long eyelashes that flutter like a brush when she looks at something intently, making her look very spiritual. Her skin is especially white and tender, radiating a luster like fine porcelain...
Wen Ziyun was stunned. As for the line of saliva on Zhou Yuanyuan's lips, Wen Ziyun automatically ignored it.
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