123 was so angry that it directly cut off the connection between it and Lin Yitang.
Lin Yitang: “???”
Fortunately, the garden pond is just a few steps ahead. Lin Yitang simply waited for 123 to get angry first and then tried to coax it later.
Old Master Wen was wearing a straw hat and sitting on a recliner fishing with a black jade fishing rod and a bowl of fish food at his side.
In order to facilitate his fishing, a retractable sunshade was built beside the pond to block rain and sunlight at any time. There was also a small ear room inside, which was surrounded by glass and was a greenhouse. It was warm in winter and cool in summer. As long as he sat inside, he could see the condition of his fishing rod. It was not as exposed to the sun as the housekeeper said.
Lin Yitang couldn't help but sigh, he was indeed a wealthy man, his level of luxury was beyond her imagination.
"Dad." Lin Yitang walked over and called out obediently.
Old Master Wen looked up at her and asked, "Why are you here?"
Lin Yitang picked up the water in his hand and said, "I'm here to bring you some lychee drink. It's very sunny outside, drink this to cool you down."
The old man looked inside and saw two bottles of drinks in glass. He understood, "Did Old Ji ask you to come?"
Lin Yitang spoke frankly, "It was me who decided to say hello to you, and Uncle Ji asked me to bring this lychee drink."
Old Master Wen snorted, "You are quite the talker."
"Hey." Seeing that he didn't believe her, Lin Yitang continued to defend herself, "I really planned to do so. Dad, you have to believe me."
The old man didn't catch a single fish for a long time. He pulled up the fishing rod, but the bait on it had been eaten up. He used tools to put new bait on it and threw it into the pond.
After he finished doing all this, he said, "I know you have this intention. Tell me what you want."
"Ah?" Lin Yitang didn't react, and said with a puzzled look on his face, "I don't want anything. If you really want something, can you give me a taste of your tea?"
Lin Yitang pointed at the bright yellow tea in the teapot, looking quite interested.
Old Master Wen paused holding the fishing rod, then looked her over carefully. He said in an inexplicable tone, "Think carefully, I have a lot to give you. Do you really only want this tea?"
Lin Yitang didn't think this was an unprofitable request. She just wanted to taste the tea. Besides, if she wanted to drink something else, she could still count on Wen Zeli and Wen Hangxing.
So Lin Yitang nodded decisively, "Yes, I want to drink this."
Mr. Wen's eyes were complicated, and he suddenly sighed: "Why did you marry the second brother? It's really..."
It's like a sheep marrying a wolf. I wonder what it will be eaten like.
He didn't say the second half, and Lin Yitang, who was secretly pouring tea, asked casually, "Dad, what is it?"
Old Master Wen closed his eyes slightly, waved his hand and said, "If you want to drink, just drink. Why are you talking so much?"
Lin Yitang immediately filled his teacup and said sweetly, "Thank you, Dad!"
Seeing this, Old Master Wen said helplessly, "You idiot! I'm giving my fine Baihao Yinzhen tea to you for drinking, not just water."
Lin Yitang had just walked a long way and was thirsty. He didn't have time to listen to his preaching and drank half a cup of tea in a few gulps.
Just as he was picking up the teapot to pour another cup, his hand paused when he met Old Man Wen's gaze.
No matter what, she couldn't help but pour a glass.
Playing dumb, he said, "Dad, what kind of tea is this? It tastes quite sweet. I like it."
Old Master Wen couldn't bear to watch it. He turned his eyes away and snorted, "Silver Needles are priceless. My friend only brought me a few cans, and you know how to drink it."
If others heard what Mr. Wen said, they would definitely stand there in silence, not daring to say a word. After all, he had been a soldier in his early years and later became a successful businessman. His aura was serious and awe-inspiring.
However, Lin Yitang had an inexplicable intuition that Mr. Wen had no intention of blaming him, so he said shamelessly: "I knew that Dad had good things here, and I'm here to enjoy them with you."
Old Master Wen turned his head and stared at her, "Is this how you talk to my son and grandson at home?"
Lin Yitang waved his hands repeatedly, "No, Dad. My respect for you is unmatched, like the endless flow of a river."
Old Master Wen understood. Isn’t this just an admission?
He said meaningfully, "Old Liu told me you were smart, quick-witted, gentle, and generous. Now it seems like that was half true."
Old Master Wen once thought about what kind of girl his second son liked. After all, his competitiveness, desire for control, and dominance were inherited from him. He was cruel in nature and not as gentle and easy-going as his eldest son, who was like his mother.
He had thought of countless answers in his mind, but he had never thought of his daughter-in-law as this type. However, when she stood in front of him, Mr. Wen felt that this was the type his son would like.
Mr. Wen has spent his entire life observing people, able to analyze their underlying character from the first moment he meets them. When he first met Lin Yitang, he knew she was a very intelligent person, a kind of intelligence that wasn't annoying, but rather just the right amount of comfort. Beyond that, she also possessed a certain insensitivity, prioritizing her own focus, which made people feel comfortable.
Now I think she's actually quite foolish. She refused such a good opportunity. Although I've been retired for so many years, I still have connections everywhere. What others can't even reach the sky is just a matter of words for her. She didn't want something that so many people dream of. How foolish!
It's just that he lacks tact.
As soon as he said this, Lin Yitang cried out in injustice, "Dad, why am I pretending in front of you? You haven't lived so many more years than me in vain. Besides, I can't beat you old foxes who have become masters of their own craft."
Old Master Wen slammed the table hard. "How dare you frame me!"
Lin Yitang pretended to be frightened, "That's right. If I acted in front of you without realizing it, wouldn't I look like a clown?"
Mr. Wen: "Okay, okay, you're always right. Never mind, now I'm wrong."
Lin Yitang said obediently: "No way, Dad, you are the most reasonable. I can't argue with you."
Mr. Wen didn't bother to pay attention to her and said calmly, "Find a chair and sit down. If someone didn't know, they would think I was asking you to stand in the corner as punishment."
Lin Yitang pulled out a stool from the side and said, "Not really, not really. Dad, if you give the order, who in the family would dare to gossip about you?"
Seeing that she was getting more and more addicted to her talk, Mr. Wen stopped her and said, "Come on, stop playing tricks on me and drink something cold to cool down."
Lin Yitang stopped talking and poured himself another full cup of tea. Then he saw Mr. Wen's half-full cup of tea and raised his hand to fill it up.
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