Young Master Wen thought mercifully: Forget it, I'll let you go this time.
Wen Zeli looked at his cheerful expression and said coldly, "The driver is not allowed to pick you up tomorrow. Go home by yourself."
Wen Hangxing was surprised: "Dad, you don't have to be so cruel, right?"
Wen Zeli twirled the beads in his hand and said with finality, "It's decided."
Wen Hangxing: Old men are so stingy.
As they were talking, they returned to the old house, and it happened that the handmade biscuits Lin Yitang bought today were delivered to the door.
Wen Hangxing looked at the three large leather bags of biscuits that came out of the car and sneered, "Whose gift is this? Don't you know that almost no one in my family eats these?"
Lin Yitang, who had seen Wen Hangxing sneaking downstairs to the refrigerator to look for snacks in the middle of the night, said: "......"
This fool is quite stubborn. If she hadn't read the news, she would have believed his lies.
Lin Yitang sneered: "Okay, this shop's handmade pastries are delicious. I brought some back to share with you. Since you don't like it, I'll eat it with the rest of the family."
Wen Hangxing froze. "What? Did you buy it?"
It's over. This time, I hit a wall. I had originally just wanted to portray myself as reliable and mature in front of them, and then "reluctantly" try a few of them under everyone's persuasion. But these were actually brought back by Ms. Lin. And what had I just done? I actually mocked these handmade pastries in front of Ms. Lin. Given Ms. Lin's personality, I can't try any more now.
Wen Hangxing stiffened his neck and said in a rough voice, "You bought it? I can try a little."
This was considered giving her face. Lin Yitang smiled softly and said, "I won't force it, Master Wen. There are so many people in the old house, we can still divide it all up."
Wen Hangxing's heart was bleeding, his eyes glued to the bags, unable to move away. He said insincerely, "Really? That's good. I'm mainly worried that you'll waste food."
Lin Yitang brushed her hair with her hand, revealing her delicate profile. Her face remained calm. "I appreciate your kindness, but I never force anyone."
Wen Hangxing already felt a little regretful, but there was nothing he could do. The words were already out there, and Young Master Wen really couldn't lose face.
Lin Yitong and the other two entered the main hall and unexpectedly found that Mr. Wen was sitting in the main seat drinking tea.
Wen Hangxing asked first, "This is quite unusual today. Grandpa, shouldn't you usually be in the tea room at this time? Why are you back here now?"
Old Master Wen slowly put down the teapot, then raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "Why are you so irritable? Can't I come down now?"
Wen Hangxing said aggrievedly, "I'm just asking, why are you so fierce?"
Old Master Wen waved his hand and said, "I don't care if you ask. Just take care of yourself."
Wen Hangxing: “….”
Well, this grandson of his is not very popular.
Lin Yitang couldn't bear to see this silly boy get too hurt, so he continued, "Dad, how were you at home today?"
Old Master Wen glanced at her coldly and said, "You don't need to worry about me. I'm fine."
Wen Hangxing looked at Lin Yitong secretly. Ms. Lin, no one at home had ever said such harsh words to her. I hope she would be hurt after hearing this.
Lin Yitang already knew what kind of personality Old Master Wen had. In her mind, he was just a cowardly child with a fierce exterior. So, she didn't take his attitude seriously. Instead, she stared at the old man for a while and called out to the housekeeper behind her, "Uncle Ji, have the kitchen cook that Huai Wang fish tonight. I'd really like to taste it. Oh, by the way, cooking just one fish doesn't seem enough. Add in what Dad caught today and we'll have enough."
Old Master Wen had a bad premonition in his heart when she stared at him. When she turned to look at the housekeeper, the ominous premonition reached its peak. He tried to stop her but failed.
Old Master Wen's face turned pale, then red, and then turned ashen blue. In short, it was as colorful as a palette.
The housekeeper's tone was strange, and his expression was a little strange, "Second Madam, I think the fish you caught is enough to cook. After all, the kitchen has already prepared dinner for tonight."
Lin Yitang didn't insist, "So that's how it is, okay."
As soon as these words were spoken, the two people present breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. One was Mr. Wen and the other was the butler.
The housekeeper took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his face. It was really annoying. The old man brought back an empty bucket today. What could he ask the kitchen to cook? Air?
Old Master Wen was afraid that Lin Yitang would continue to dwell on this matter, so he urged, "Everyone, please take a seat. We'll have someone bring the fish over shortly."
There is something fishy.
These three words were the only ones left in Lin Yitang's mind at the moment, and then she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Grandpa Wen's fishing bucket in the corner. The bucket was placed right on the path from the main hall to the dining hall. She gradually changed direction and walked to Wen Zeli's left, and looked inside at lightning speed.
"Huh? Why is there nothing?"
Lin Yitang was muttering in a low voice, but the sound startled everyone.
Old Master Wen looked back at her standing beside his bucket, his blood boiling. "Didn't I tell someone to pack up these things of mine? Why are they leaving them there?!"
The housekeeper thought to himself that it was all over. The old man was already unhappy that he only caught three small fish today, and he poured the fish directly back into the pond. If the lady knew about this, she would definitely be angry again.
Lin Yitang quickly pulled Wen Zeli, who had stopped with her to look at the bucket, back three or four steps, and then said, "We didn't see anything, we didn't see anything."
Mr. Wen: “…”
Do I look like a fool to you?
Wen Hangxing was quite far away, craning his neck to peer in, "What? What happened?"
Lin Yitang really wanted to tell him to stop talking. Didn’t she see that the expression on her grandfather’s face was so gloomy that it looked like it was about to rain?
But she didn't dare to speak at the moment, so let Wen Hangxing sacrifice himself.
Sure enough, the next second, Wen Hangxing was scolded by Old Man Wen, "What are you asking? You are always curious. Eat!"
Wen Hangxing: “???”
No, you can scold me for that? What did I do wrong?
Lin Yitang covered her upturned mouth. Although it was a bit unethical to do so, Wen Hangxing's confused expression was really funny.
The more Lin Yitang watched, the more she wanted to laugh. Her mouth was almost stretched to her ears. Wen Zeli helplessly covered her mouth and said, "You better control yourself. Otherwise, he'll make a scene again when he sees you."
Lin Yitang spoke vaguely, "I can't control it. It's really funny. The way he stretched his neck just now looked like a goose, hahahahahahaha."
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