Although Mr. Wen didn't say anything, a smile flashed across his eyes.
He noticed the fishing rod moving and immediately pulled it up, but found that the bait had been eaten up, but there was no sign of the fish.
It was nothing at first, as he knew that he was a loser and could hardly catch any fish. However, there was someone watching him very carefully, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
But this person even stuck his head out to look into the bucket next to him and said, "Dad, how long have you been fishing here? How come you only caught such a small fish?"
Lin Yitang stretched out his palm and gestured, as if he was afraid that the old man didn't know the size.
Mr. Wen: “…”
She is indeed a little silly, well, and annoying.
Old Master Wen puffed his beard and glared, losing his composure. "The fish in this pond are not so easy to catch. You may not be able to catch any even if you come here."
Yo yo yo, after hearing this, Lin Yitang didn't want to admit defeat at all.
She immediately said, "Then let's have a competition to see who is the best at fishing."
Mr. Wen also became interested. "Okay, I'll have someone send another fishing rod."
After the housekeeper "drove" Lin Yitang to the pond, he never saw her come back. He knew that although the old man didn't say it on the surface, he was actually very fond of her.
He was just lamenting that he had made a great decision when the old man suddenly got through to his insider and asked him to send another set of fishing tools.
The housekeeper was surprised. "The set you have just arrived the day before yesterday, and you're already using it?"
Old Master Wen's throat choked, and he glanced sideways at Lin Yitang who was leaning close to him, and scolded, "Can't you see I'm on the phone? Stay away from me!"
He was a bit fierce, but Lin Yitang knew his temper well and knew that he was not angry with her, but he still moved aside to give her face.
Old Master Wen angrily said to the other side: "Just send it over when I told you to. Why are you talking so much?"
The housekeeper hadn't reacted at first, but now he had a clue. "Second Madam, you want one? Someone just gave you a Winston Alpha fly fishing rod the day before yesterday. It's small and exquisite, and it's perfect for you. I'll send it to you right away."
Old Master Wen sneered, "Her skill with that fishing rod is unworthy of her position."
The housekeeper laughed and said, "Hey, Second Madam is very clever. If you are willing to teach her, wouldn't someone go fishing with you during the time she's at the old house?"
Mr. Wen said with disdain, "Forget it, stop talking and come here quickly."
The housekeeper smiled and said, "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, the butler sent someone to fetch the fishing rod. A servant nearby saw it and interjected, "This rod is the master's favorite. He said a few days ago that he would keep it in the storage room for safekeeping. Why is he using it today?"
The butler's smile grew even wider, and he replied cheerfully, "It's for the Second Madam, so we can go fishing together."
The servant was even more surprised, "This...it seems that the master likes the second lady very much."
The housekeeper nodded and reminded: "You should pay more attention to the Second Madam's affairs. The old man is very happy recently."
The servant nodded quickly and said, "Of course."
He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly sighed, "If the old man had been so kind to me before, then..."
The butler's expression dropped, and his demeanor turned cold. "Be careful with your words! Can you make up these things?"
The servant's face drained of all color, and he realized that he had spoken rudely. He hurriedly apologized, "It's my fault, it's my fault."
The housekeeper didn't even look at him, and said with a hint of cruelty: "Since you are an elder in the family, I will let you go this time. If I hear you say this again next time, you can't stay here anymore."
The servant nodded randomly, "Yes, yes, I won't talk nonsense again next time."
After waving his hand to send the people away, the butler stood there, closed his eyes, and his expression became complicated.
After Mr. Wen finished the call, he glared at Lin Yitang and said, "Look at you day by day, how can you behave like the mistress of the Wen family? You act flamboyantly and do whatever you want."
Lin Yitang responded perfunctorily, knowing that this old man was just a lot of noise with little action, and not scary at all.
If Wen Hangxing was standing next to him at this moment, his eyes would pop out. He had been disciplined by his grandfather since he was a child. During the most naughty and mischievous period, he would be whipped if he was not careful.
Looking at her expression, Old Master Wen sighed deeply, "I really don't know what the Second Brother sees in you."
Lin Yitang was lying on the bench she had just brought from the house, her hands touching the clear pool water. Her eyes closed as she was bathed in the comfortable sunlight. Upon hearing this, she suddenly opened them and looked at Old Man Wen, "Dad, you just said why would I marry him!"
Mr. Wen said without any guilt, "I now realize that you are all the same, each of you has your own annoying qualities."
Lin Yitang twisted his mouth: "Tsk!"
Old Master Wen couldn't help but frown, "Where did you learn this move from?"
Lin Yitang betrayed Wen Hangxing: "Your grandson."
Mr. Wen flatly rejected it: "Impossible."
Lin Yitang refused to comply with his wishes and took out her phone to play a video of Wen Hangxing "going crazy" at home. "I'm not lying to you, am I?"
Noticing Mr. Wen's stiff expression, Lin Yitang kindly reminded him, "Look, your grandson."
Mr. Wen: “…”
The voice asked hesitantly, "Is he...sick again?"
Lin Yitang laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back. "No, he lost a game and was demoted two ranks, so he was pissed."
Old Master Wen didn't understand games, but he felt that Wen Hangxing's behavior was extremely unstable. He reflected deeply on his own laxity in education, so he looked at Lin Yitang and said, "We need to give him another etiquette lesson."
Lin Yitang said: It’s not her turn anyway, it’s up to you.
So Wen Hangxing, who already had several classes to teach, now had the added responsibility of teaching etiquette.
Seeing her agree so readily, Old Man Wen nodded with satisfaction and said, "You are quite good at educating children. I heard that you even took education classes with Ze Li?"
Lin Yitang raised the corners of his eyes slightly and said without hesitation, "You are quite well-informed."
Old Master Wen felt inexplicably guilty, and just at this moment the housekeeper arrived.
From a distance, I heard him shout, "Old Master, Second Madam, I'm here to give you your fishing rods."
The housekeeper saw that the old man had dropped his fishing rod and stood up and walked towards him. He was flattered and said, "This... you still came to pick me up. This is so embarrassing."
Old Master Wen took the fishing rod from him and looked at the inexplicably excited person strangely. "What the hell is that expression on your face? You're such an adult, yet you're so disrespectful."
The butler's smile froze, and the old man's face changed faster than the June weather. "Huh?"
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