Chapter 275: It’s better to have the surname Wen
I feel nervous when I am close to home.
This sentence best describes my gentle mood at the moment.
She came in such a hurry that even when she reached the door of the mansion she did not have the courage to step onto the steps.
Banyue followed Yan Sui, who was sleeping, in her arms. Seeing her standing still, she called out to her.
"lady?"
Wen Wan came back to her senses and calmed down.
The two men went forward and knocked on the door. After a while, a servant came out to greet them.
The servant had seen her for half a month and recognized her as the cook who had caught the master's eye.
The servant was very surprised, "Master said the girl would come in the evening, how come she is here so early?"
Banyue pulled the corner of her mouth awkwardly and looked at Wen Wan guiltily.
Wen Wan took over the conversation, "Young Master is of noble status. We just cooked a meal. How could we dare to ask the Young Master to treat us to a banquet? That's why we thought of coming here early. The mansion will provide the ingredients and we will cook dinner. What do you think?"
Wenwan was very polite to a servant.
Don't hit someone who smiles at you, and Wenwan's words are very appropriate.
It not only gave his young master dignity, but also expressed their gratitude.
He is a man who knows how to handle things.
As the servant thought about this, his smile became three times more genuine.
"Please wait a moment, I'll go and give the young master a reply."
"good."
Wen Wan stood at the door with her handkerchief twisted in her hand.
After waiting anxiously for a moment, the servant came back with an even bigger smile on his face.
"Madam, please come in. The young master said that it is difficult for Madam to have such a heart, so he followed Madam's wishes and let us have some hot food as well."
Wen Wan exchanged a few polite words and then took Banyue and the child into the mansion.
This house is built on the mountainside, with a small hill behind it. It is soon after the beginning of spring, and the hill is full of greenery at a glance.
Wen Wan was in no mood to enjoy the scenery, her mind was completely on Chen Yu.
But now that she is a widow, it is not easy for her to directly ask to see him.
She walked and thought all the way, and when she passed through the corridor, she stopped for a moment.
"By the way," she called to the servant who was leading the way, "Excuse me, sir, what does the young master like to eat? Is there anything he shouldn't eat?"
The servant turned around, frowned, and replied calmly, "This... I really don't know."
Seeing Wenwan's puzzled expression.
The servant rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, "To be honest, we've only just arrived at the mansion, so we really don't know the young master's preferences."
Wen Wan understood something from the servant's words.
She said calmly, "Not long after entering the mansion, you are able to serve the young master personally. These young men must be steady, reliable, and capable."
The servant couldn't stand the praise and waved his hands embarrassedly.
"We don't have that much ability, we're just lucky."
The servant said thankfully, "After the young master was injured, he felt shabby and didn't want to see acquaintances, so the mansion hired a few of us strangers to serve him."
Wen Wan remained silent, pretending to be timid, and said cautiously:
"I heard that the young master has a bad temper. How about I go and ask him what he wants to eat tonight?"
She looked embarrassed. "What if I make something that the young master doesn't like and anger him? Wouldn't that turn a good thing into a bad thing?"
"We thought that if the young master was satisfied, he would reward us women with a job that would earn us some money."
"Ask the young master..." The servant seemed a little scared.
Wen Wan took out a tael of silver and stuffed it into the servant's hand.
"Please do me a favor, little brother. Take me to the young master and I'll ask him myself. If I offend him, you can just blame it on me."
The servant touched the silver, hesitated for a moment, and then agreed.
Several people changed direction and walked towards the backyard.
*
Two years later, when we met again, everything had changed.
Wen Wan walked into the backyard and stood in front of the round arch. When she looked up, she saw someone sitting in the pavilion in the distance.
The man was thin, and the grey coarse cloth robe he wore seemed empty. He had his back to the archway. Perhaps he heard footsteps, so he turned his head slightly, revealing a sharp profile.
Looking closely, his eye sockets were a little sunken, and his eyes looked forward without emotion, as if they had no focus.
He didn't shave cleanly, and the black spots on his skin made him look even more shabby.
The moment she saw Chen Yu, Wen Wan almost couldn't hold back.
In my memory, the man who was full of vigor and galloping freely on horseback and the thin and lonely man in front of me are completely different people.
How on earth did this damn guy end up in this state?
Wen Wan felt angry and distressed. She clenched her fists and wished she could just go up and punch him twice.
"Who's there?"
Shen Yu's low voice came.
Wen Wan came to her senses and heard the servant answering.
"Master, it's Madam Wen from the pastry shop, and Miss Banyue who cooked for you at noon."
"oh."
Shen Yu was indifferent, "They came so early."
The servant looked at Wen Wan awkwardly.
Wen Wan walked forward slowly, and after arriving in front of Shen Yu, she stared at Shen Yu without blinking.
She turned her back to the servant and Banyue so that they wouldn't see her red eyes.
"you……"
As soon as Wen Wan opened her mouth, her voice became hoarse.
Originally, before she came, she was worried that he would recognize her voice, so she took a pill to make her throat hoarse.
It now seems that her voice was already hoarse due to emotional excitement, so she didn't need to take any medicine at all, and her voice was very different from before.
Shen Yu followed the voice and looked up at Wen Wan.
Their eyes met, and for a moment, Wenwan's heart skipped a beat.
So close, his eyes were bright and sharp.
Wen Wan frowned and subconsciously took a step back, almost thinking that he could see her with his eyes.
Could it be that he is not blind at all?
As soon as this thought arose, Shen Yu spoke in a calm voice.
"Is it Madam Wen?"
Wen Wan was stunned, steadied herself, and responded in a rough voice.
"yes."
Shen Yu explained calmly, "I'm sorry, I have an eye disease and didn't see you."
Wen Wan bit her lip and said, "It's okay. I came here to..."
"Is your last name Wen or Wen?" Shen Yu suddenly interrupted her.
Wen Wan was stunned and didn't understand for a moment.
Chen Yu: "Back in Taohua Town, wasn't your last name Wen? But I heard from the servant that your last name was Wen."
Wen Wan didn't know why he was so concerned about this as soon as they met.
But she still answered honestly.
"Warm Wen. Back in Taohua Town, the neighbors had strong accents, so we got lost in each other's company."
Hearing this, Shen Yu said something ambiguous.
"Oh. Your last name is Wen... Wen is better than Wen."
He seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be talking to Wen Wan.
"I have an old friend whose last name is Wen, so when I hear the name Wen, I feel a sense of familiarity."
Wen Wan: “…”
I feel guilty, what's going on?
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