Chapter 513: You bastard, you never have nice things to say, right?
Jiang Lan said angrily, "How could that be possible? I'm just doing it casually, how can I compare with others? You talk to the old man and I'll do it."
As she spoke, she ran to the kitchen in a hurry, because Wenjiu was the darling of the family and she had watched him grow up since he was a child. Even though "Wenjiu" had caused chaos in the family in the past two years, she still had the filter she had when she was a child for Wenjiu.
Wenjiu helped the old man sit down, then stood up to wash his teapot, prepared the ingredients for making tea, and stared happily at the peach blossom pastry made by Jiang Lan.
Jiang Lan is an excellent cook and loves researching new dishes and foods. The children in the courtyard love to run to the Wen family when they have nothing to do.
"Grandpa, how are you feeling recently? Are you feeling better than before?" Wen Jiu hugged Grandpa Wen's arm, leaned on him, and spoke to him with a smile.
Old Master Wen's granddaughter was so happy that she never stopped smiling. When he heard what Wen Jiu said, he answered with full energy: "The doctor said that I am much better now than before. I take less medicine than before. When the sun is out, I go out for a walk and exercise."
"Don't worry about me, Grandpa. He hasn't even seen my great-granddaughter yet! I have to live well for a few more years."
He couldn't bear to die so early.
Wen Jiu said unhappily, "Grandpa, what are you talking about? You will definitely be able to live well for another few decades. When your great-grandchild is born, you will have to help take care of her!"
Old Master Wen laughed happily, "Okay, okay, I'll wait. Have you visited that old gentleman you mentioned before? Did she tell you how your recovery is going?"
Can you get pregnant?
He missed his wife.
Wenjiu shook his head, "Not yet, I plan to go and take a look tomorrow."
It won't work if we keep dragging it on for so long.
There are still many things to do. How can I have the energy to do it if I don’t take good care of my body?
Lin Yaya passed by the door of Wen's house and heard the old man's laughter coming from inside the house. She was immediately filled with hatred and wanted to rush in immediately, drag Wen Jiu out and beat her up, scratch her pretty face and make her unable to laugh again. Only then could she avenge herself and lie at home for half a month with her legs broken and flesh bruised.
While thinking about how to put away the warm wine, she walked home angrily.
Unfortunately, she still hadn't figured it out even when she got home. At this moment, she missed Zheng Xin especially. If Zheng Xin was there, she would definitely have a way.
It's a pity that Zheng Xin is still in jail, pulling weeds with other prisoners! I can't feel her missing at all.
Wen Jiu saw a shadow flashing at the door and thought it was Zheng Xin, so he asked Grandpa Wen, "By the way, Grandpa, Chief of Staff Lin hasn't caused any trouble for my dad recently, has he?"
Old Master Wen shook his head and said, "I don't know. Your father is so stubborn that he won't tell me."
That’s right!
Everyone in the family is afraid of making him angry, so why would they take the initiative to talk about things that would make him angry?
Wen Jiu was about to say something, but when he changed the subject, he heard the old man continue, "It makes me angry just thinking about it. Am I his father, or is he my father?"
"Do you have a son who always controls your father?"
Wen Jiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Grandpa, my dad is also worried about your health."
When the old man mentioned Wen Jiu, he remembered that Wen Zhenhua and Wen Jianyan had carried him to the hospital. These two people were really unreliable.
But it's also thanks to his unreliability, otherwise Ms. Chu probably wouldn't look down on him. Ms. Chu has no shortage of law-abiding men around her.
"Who should worry about him?"
"If I hadn't gotten so mad at him, I would have lived several more decades." Old Master Wen's eyebrows were trembling with anger.
As soon as Wen Zhenhua stepped into the house, he heard his grandfather scolding someone. He knew who he was scolding even with his toes.
He was silent for two seconds, then resolutely retracted his foot, turned around and stood outside.
Wen Jiu quickly comforted him, "Grandpa, let's not argue with my dad. He is a rough man with no education and doesn't know much. You have walked more roads than he has eaten salt. He wants to make you better but doesn't know how. I will talk to him for you some other day. Don't be angry."
Grandpa Wen smiled happily when he saw his favorite granddaughter was on the same side as him. "Grandpa is not angry. How could he be angry when my good granddaughter is here?"
If you're not angry, I'll be angry!
Wen Zhenhua, who was standing outside the door, clenched his fists in anger, and veins on his forehead were throbbing.
Am I a rough and uneducated person?
And you're speaking for me?
Who is your father?
"But if it weren't for this fool, grandpa wouldn't have such a good daughter-in-law like your mother and such a good granddaughter like you. For the sake of both of you, grandpa forgives him." As the old man spoke, he reached out to take the tea that the warm wine handed over to him and watched him drink the warm wine slowly. He looked satisfied no matter how he looked at it.
Wen Zhenhua was quite satisfied at this moment. He thought to himself: The old man still has some conscience and can be forgiven for praising my wife, but this damn girl dared to talk about her father, huh!
He walked into the room with a stern face, sat on the chair opposite Wenjiu and snorted twice. Wenjiu was just feeling puzzled when he heard him say, "Wenjiu, do you have any manners? You didn't even say hello to your dad when he came back?"
"You won't even pour me a cup of tea?"
Wen Jiu just stood up and was about to pour tea for Wen Zhenhua when he was pulled to sit down by Old Man Wen, who also made sarcastic remarks to him.
"Being a commander is so great! You're showing off your authority in your own home. You even order Ah Jiu to pour you a cup of tea. Are you going to order me to give you a shoulder massage next?"
Wen Zhenhua: “…”
It was a bad idea.
How could I talk about his vitals in front of my old man?
He was speechless and choked, "Dad, what are you talking about? What's wrong with me asking my daughter to pour me a cup of tea?"
Just let her frame him?
Can't even drink her cup of tea?
The old man said slowly, "What's wrong with me, as a father, wanting my son to go out and cool down before coming back?"
Want to call his granddaughter?
Assuming he is dead, right?
Wen Zhenhua: “…”
I really admire you, my father.
Just when the situation was at a standstill and Wen Jiu didn't know what to say, Jiang Lan came out of the kitchen happily with the peach blossom cakes she had prepared and invited them to eat, "Try it quickly, I just made it and it's still hot!"
Wen Jiu first gave a piece to the old man, and then gave another piece to Wen Zhenhua, using food to block their mouths, and they were at peace for the time being.
Not long after, Wen Jinyan also came back. When she saw Wen Jiu at home, her eyes were full of joy, but her mouth was still poisonous and smelly.
"Wen Xiaojiu, why are you back?"
"Did you get beaten or scolded and come home to complain? Or did your store go bankrupt?"
"Do you want me to help you?"
Wen Jiu rolled his eyes, "Wen Jinyan, can you hope that your sister is better?"
Wen Zhenhua cursed angrily, "You bastard, you never say anything nice, do you?"
"Young Master?"
"Who are you, young master?"
He pulled out the belt and chased Wen Jinyan, who ran all over the house. Seeing this, the old man opened his arms and said, "My dear grandson, come to me quickly."
Wen Jinyan rushed in and said, "Grandpa is still..." He is good to me.
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