Chapter 158 The Little Devil is jealous

Xu Wan smiled and said, "It was a message from Lord Qin, saying that he was speaking on behalf of the Qin Shi and Qin Ye brothers, thanking you two for speaking out. He has already arranged a guard next to Qin Ye, who will be on guard against Luo Chen. And Qin Ye, he said thank you to you."

The little devil tilted his head, looking like he had seen a ghost: "Are you sure it was Qin Ye who said thank you to us?"

Xu Wan replied: "Of course, I thanked you twice in the letter. Once it was Lord Qin who thanked you, and finally it was Qin Ye who thanked you."

The little devil twitched his lips, still not believing it: "Forget it, it must be the well-mannered Lord Qin who added this sentence, I don't believe it was Qin Ye who said it."

Xu Wan agreed, "That's possible. Lord Qin is a very capable person. I heard that he was recently promoted to the fifth rank. Three ranks in six years, that's pretty fast. He is worthy of being the top scholar in the previous year."

The little devil lost interest instantly after hearing this. It was most likely not what Qin Ye said. He took out his book and began to prepare for class, while Xu Wan led everyone out of the study.

In the next few days, the little devil concentrated on preparing for the test for the children's class. Ever since the results of his brother's competition with Luo Chen were announced on the same day, the dean ordered people to change the rules of the children's class test. After that, everyone finished the test in the morning and the results were announced in the afternoon.

It saves students a whole day of anxiety, allowing them to see feedback on their grades more quickly and prepare for the next round of study.

This day was the time for the exam.

Xu Wan originally wanted to go to Qingbo Academy with her two sons, but she received a visiting card from Madam He of the Minister of War's Mansion in the morning, saying that He Zheng was in trouble and asked her to come to the mansion as soon as possible to help.

In her impression, He Zheng was a stubborn guy who often broke his arm while climbing over walls. If he broke his arm again, although Mrs. He felt distressed, she should be used to it and would not call her over so anxiously.

Xu Wan felt that something really big might have happened this time.

She thought that the child was Jin Cheng's friend after all, and was very fond of studying. Xu Wan liked such a hard-working child, so she agreed to go over.

But she didn't tell the little devil about this, fearing that it would divert his attention, so she just told him alone: ​​"I'm going to Minister He's house, you keep an eye on them. If they encounter someone looking for trouble or they take the initiative to cause trouble, you must protect them from getting hurt. The rest of the right and wrong will be discussed after I get here."

"Yes, ma'am."

Seeing Xu Wan getting on another carriage, the little devil shouted, "Aren't you going with us?"

Xu Wan waved at him and said, "I have something to do. I won't ride in the same carriage with you this time. I'll wait for you to bring back good news."

"Oh." The little devil curled his lips, a little unhappy.

Zong Wenxiu still said goodbye to her politely: "Aunt, please drive slowly. I will take good care of my brother."

"Okay." Xu Wan waved to them with a smile, then turned and got on the carriage.

The little devil sat in the carriage angrily and began to complain: "She doesn't care about us anymore. She must think that I can get into the children's class, so she doesn't think it's necessary for her to watch over me personally."

Zong Wenxiu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Didn't you want to ride in two separate carriages with your aunt? Isn't your wish fulfilled now?"

"That... that doesn't mean she won't come!" The little devil clasped his fists across his chest and said angrily, "She must have another child outside."

Zong Wenxiu's eyes widened, and he quickly stepped forward to cover his mouth, scolding: "Jincheng, don't talk nonsense, such words will ruin your aunt's reputation."

The little devil squinted his eyes, and finally realized that the words he blurted out had other ambiguous meanings.

After Zong Wenxiu let him go, he hurriedly said, "No, brother, that's not what I meant. I was wondering if she wants to teach other people's children..."

Zong Wenxiu glanced at him and taught him, "Don't say that again. Luckily, there are only two of us in the carriage. If people outside heard us, they would definitely say something bad to Aunt. Uncle wasn't home to begin with, you don't know what people are saying about Aunt."

The little devil frowned and said, "Is it that serious?"

"Yes!" Zong Wenxiu said seriously.

"Okay, then next time if I hear someone say that about her, I'll curse them back for her." The little devil said truthfully.

Zong Wenxiu: “…”

There's no need to curse back. It's not a street quarrel. Most people only talk behind their backs.

But he found that his brother's attitude towards his aunt seemed a little different in recent days?

Zong Wenxiu asked tentatively, "Jincheng, you just said that your aunt might have gone to teach other children. How did you come to that conclusion?"

"She took me in just to train me to the top. But now, she doesn't even care about me. She must have another child she likes." The little devil guessed firmly, "It must be He Zheng."

"?" Zong Wenxiu was shocked. "How can you guess the specific name?"

The little devil used those eyes that saw through too much, and said disdainfully: "If we didn't have a bad relationship with Qin Ye, do you believe that she would still want to teach Qin Ye?"

Zong Wenxiu: “!”

How did my brother come up with these guesses? They are totally groundless!

Soon, his doubts were resolved.

Zong Jincheng said with a resentful tone: "She just likes kids who study hard. Don't I know her? Humph, biased. She likes you more than me."

Zong Wenxiu was even more confused: "When did Auntie like me more than you? She put more energy into you than into me. You have to remember that she asked me to accompany you to study."

The little devil pouted and shouted in dissatisfaction: "But she only touches his head, ruffles your hair, and always jokes with you gently."

Zong Wenxiu: “???”

"Didn't you say that you hate it most when other people touch your head?" Zong Wenxiu still remembers the way his younger brother avoided Chen Yunyu, how annoying it was.

The little devil said aggrievedly: "Then you touch my head, I am not unhappy."

Zong Wenxiu: “…” That seems to be the case.

but……

"Do you want your aunt to touch your hair too?" my brother asked caringly.

The little devil was silent for a while, and finally said stubbornly: "No, I won't grow taller if I touch my head. Who wants her to touch my hair? She can be friends with whoever she wants. Humph, I don't care. When I pass the exam, I will ignore her."

Zong Wenxiu scratched his head.

Subconsciously, I feel that this is just talk and it is likely that it will not be realized.

"Then..." Zong Wenxiu wanted to say, why don't you two call a truce.

But after thinking about it, I felt that there didn't seem to be any war between my aunt and my brother. Sometimes they even seemed to be quite harmonious. It was just that they argued too much, and the feeling of incompatibility was too strong.

Zong Wenxiu finally decided what to say, and the carriage drove towards the academy. The little devil, with his hands clasped across his chest and his feet planted on the empty seat opposite, leaned against the carriage window and dozed off.