"Grandma Feng, who is Brother Ziqing's mentor? Where is his home? Can I go visit him?" He Jingjing pressed on, undeterred. That day at the school gate, Wen Ziqing had been so cold to her, and He Jingjing was deeply dissatisfied. She felt that Wen Ziqing's treatment of her was simply due to their lack of interaction.
"I really don't know. Jingjing, Grandma Feng is not in good health, so I won't let you stay any longer. When Grandma Feng gets better, I'll invite you to my home as a guest." Feng Xueying was helpless. She really couldn't bear it anymore. He Jingjing kept asking questions. Didn't you see that she was starting to sweat on her forehead?
He Jingjing was pretty and charming, and Feng Xueying had once been quite fond of her. However, Old Wen had told her a few days ago that Ziqing's marriage was already decided, and asked her not to interfere. In all their years of marriage, this was the first time Feng Xueying had ever heard Wen Yiran emphasize something so seriously. So, Feng Xueying had given up on the idea of having He Jingjing marry the eldest grandson of the Wen family.
"Grandma Feng, take care of yourself. I'm leaving now." He Jingjing was filled with hatred at Feng Xueying's ruthless expulsion, but a sweet smile remained on her face. Ever since she'd met Wen Ziqing once at the school gate, the more Wen Ziqing ignored her, the stronger He Jingjing's desire to marry him grew. With the exception of Feng Xueying, everyone in the Wen family was a shrewd person, so He Jingjing chose her as a potential ally. Unexpectedly, Feng Xueying's health was so poor that she was exhausted even after a few words.
When Wen Yulong walked in, He Jingjing was just saying goodbye to Feng Xueying and walking out.
When she saw Wen Yulong, He Jingjing's eyes lit up.
He Jingjing knew Wen Yulong. In her previous life, after Wen Yiran's death, Wen Yulong was the most powerful figure in their group. When He Jingjing died, Wen Yulong had already taken the position of commander of the Southeast Military Region.
"Hello, Uncle Wen." He Jingjing greeted Wen Yulong with a sweet smile.
"Who are you?" Wen Yulong met He Jingjing for the first time and didn't know whose child she was.
"Uncle Wen, my father is He Boqian. You are Brother Ziqing's father, right? You two look so alike." He Jingjing quickly introduced herself.
He Boqian's daughter? Wen Yulong's eyes lit up. He Boqian was the leader of the new generation of the He family, currently a vice-ministerial level leader. If nothing unexpected happened, He Boqian would be the heir to the He family.
Ziqing? He Boqian's daughter fell in love with his wooden eldest son? This is really a big surprise!
Wen Yulong felt like he had reached the end of his rope, but there was always a way out. With the He family's help, he wouldn't have to worry about getting his job back.
After Zhou Yuanyuan dragged Wen Ziqing away from Wen Yulong, she was still furious the entire way. She didn't care that Xiao Zhu was still in the car, and she started berating Wen Ziqing. She basically told Wen Ziqing to avoid someone as idiotic as Wen Yulong and not to just stand there and let him bully her.
"Bingkuai, did you remember what I told you?" After getting off the car, Zhou Yuanyuan still reminded him worriedly.
"Sister! You're so scary! You talk so much, and Brother Ziqing can't even get a word in. You might even scare him!" It was the first time Zhou Jiasheng had seen his sister care so much about someone. The whole way, his sister had been chattering non-stop, either complaining about Wen Ziqing being too dull or complaining about Wen Ziqing being so clueless that she didn't know how to avoid Wen Yulong. Zhou Jiasheng's ears were practically callused from listening, weren't they? It was all thanks to Brother Ziqing who kept nodding his head and mumbling "hmm" and "ahh" as he listened.
"Ah? Do I talk a lot? Really?" In the first sentence, Zhou Yuanyuan was asking Zhou Jiasheng, and in the second sentence, Zhou Yuanyuan was asking Wen Ziqing.
Zhou Jiasheng curled his lips and decided not to answer his sister's stupid question.
Wen Ziqing looked at Zhou Yuanyuan's palm-sized face, her eyes twinkling, and couldn't help but feel an itch in his palm. Wen Ziqing couldn't help but raise his hand and rub Zhou Yuanyuan's head. Mmm! As expected, the touch was as good as ever!
Zhao Qingshan said a few words to Xiao Zhu before getting out of the car.
"Brother Ziqing, don't touch my head." Zhou Yuanyuan shook her head, trying to shake off the hand on her head. She didn't want her hair to be messed up, as it would make her look ugly.
"Come on, let's go!" Wen Ziqing took his hand away, quickly grabbed one of Zhou Yuanyuan's arms, and threw Zhou Yuanyuan onto his back. Wen Ziqing was so happy today. The little girl said so much because she cared about him! He, Wen Ziqing, was finally not a poor wretch who was ignored by everyone!
"Wait for me, don't try to get rid of me." Zhou Jiasheng saw Wen Ziqing carrying Zhou Yuanyuan and started running, so he quickly chased after him.
Zhao Qingshan followed the children slowly, watching them making a mess, his heart filled with happiness.
General Zhou woke up half an hour later and found himself soaking in the bathtub. His old friend Zhou Xi was mumbling something with his head down, while wiping his body with the towel in his hand.
When Zhou Xi entered the Zhou household, he was General Zhou's servant and study companion. Before General Zhou turned fifteen, Zhou Xi helped him with everything from bathing to washing clothes. After General Zhou joined the revolution, Zhou Xi was no longer allowed to help with these matters. It had been decades since he'd helped with bathing. As for clothes, Zhou Xi had been washing them since he was a teenager. Even after General Zhou married, Zhou Xi didn't give up this "right."
It stinks...
General Zhou realized it only later. He found that the water under him was black and emitted a foul odor. Zhou Xi's appearance was also very strange, with two white paper balls stuffed in his nostrils.
What excited General Zhou was that he seemed to be full of energy. His waist and legs no longer ached. The place where the shrapnel was buried in his chest used to ache, but today it didn't hurt at all? ...Yes
I clearly remember him sleeping so soundly and exhausted, but how come he felt so much more energetic after waking up? Did Ah Xi find some magic elixir for him to take?
For General Zhou's health, Zhou Xi often sought out rare treasures for him to eat, such as Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng. General Zhou had consumed quite a few of them over the years. Just a week ago, Zhou Xi even went out to buy him a branch of century-old wild ginseng.
Somehow, in previous years, General Zhou would feel better for several months after taking wild ginseng. But this year, after eating that wild ginseng, his spirits became worse day by day. Today, he could no longer hold on, so he lay down in bed, thinking that his time was up.
Unexpectedly, upon waking from his coma, he felt as light and relaxed as if floating on a cloud, and his body was full of energy. This was a feeling General Zhou had only experienced in his twenties. Was this his last burst of energy?
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