Wen Yanqing thought he would not be able to sleep tonight, but his body was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.
The next morning, Jiang Yunfan went to school alone, and Jiang Yu did not accompany him.
This was Jiang Yunfan's request. He wanted to face it alone because it was not his fault.
This is also what Jiang Yu hopes for. As a boy, Jiang Yunfan doesn't want to be protected too well because of her appearance, so that he loses his training and cannot become a big boss like in his previous life.
Wen Yanqing slept until almost noon. When he saw the bright light outside the window, his heart skipped a beat.
He picked up the watch next to his pillow and looked at it: ten forty-five.
The tips of his ears instantly turned red.
How careless he was! How could he sleep in someone else's house for so long?
And what would Grandpa Jiang think of him for getting up so late? Lazy and gluttonous? Cozy and decadent?
Thinking of this, Wen Yanqing shuddered and quickly got up, changed his clothes and hurried out. He saw Jiang Yu playing with iron rings in the yard.
Jiang Yu is obviously an expert at playing with iron rings. He can move them as freely as with his own arms. The iron rings in his hands roll at high speed, as if they are flying. Even if there are obstacles deliberately placed in front of him, the iron rings in his hands can still roll steadily.
Her body was so agile that she looked like a lark jumping and flying among the trees, making it impossible to take your eyes off her.
Jiang Yunzhou clapped his paws on the side: "Sister is so awesome!"
Jiang Yu took the iron ring back by the handle and said to Jiang Yunzhou, "Come on, Zhou Zhou, you try it."
Jiang Yunzhou held the handle and the iron ring, pursing his lips seriously, as if he was completing something important.
He stretched out his short, milky little hands, and, imitating his sister, held the long handle in his right hand, put it on the iron ring, and then pushed forward with all his strength.
As a result, the iron ring fell to the ground with a clang.
He stared blankly at the handle in his hand and the iron ring that fell to the ground. His big eyes like black grapes blinked and his eye sockets turned red: "Sister, the iron ring fell off. Zhou Zhou is so stupid."
Jiang Yu looked at his cute, almost-crying face, and felt a bit like laughing but also a bit distressed: "Zhou Zhou is not stupid, it's just that Zhou Zhou is too young and can't control his strength and direction. When Zhou Zhou grows up a bit, he will be able to play more vigorously."
Jiang Yunzhou tilted his head and asked in a baby voice, "Really? Can you be as good as your sister?"
Jiang Yu pulled him to sit on a chair nearby and kissed him on his rosy cheeks. "Of course. Our Zhou Zhou is so handsome and smart. He will definitely be as smart as his sister in the future! Maybe even better than his sister!"
The little guy's heart was healed, and he nodded his head heavily: "Yeah, Sister Zhuzhu also said that Zhou Zhou is pretty."
Then he frowned and said worriedly, "What about my brother?"
My brother is not good-looking, so he is definitely not smart.
Jiang Yu understood what he meant immediately and laughed so hard that her cheeks hurt.
If you don’t know, you might think his brother is very ugly. But God knows, the looks of his whole family are above average.
Jiang Yunfan sneezed at school.
In the living room, Grandpa Jiang, who was making bamboo figures for Jiang Yunzhou, heard their laughter, raised his head, and a kind smile appeared on his weathered face. He subconsciously speeded up his work and called them when he was almost done.
Jiang Yu and the others stood up upon hearing the sound and were about to go in when they saw Wen Yanqing standing at the study door staring at them blankly.
"Comrade Wen, are you awake?"
Wen Yanqing came back to her senses, her ears slightly red: "I'm sorry, I got up late."
After a night's rest, his voice sounded a little better than yesterday, but still hoarse.
"It's okay, I'll go cook dumplings for you."
Jiang Yu said this and let Jiang Yunzhou go in to find Grandpa Jiang by himself, and she stepped into the kitchen.
She moved quickly and cooked him a bowl of vegetable dumplings.
Wen Yanqing over there entered the living room.
Grandpa Jiang was like a built-in radar, automatically locking onto the target. His eyes swept over him like searchlights, and then questions one after another blew into his face like rain after spring.
Just when Wen Yanqing seemed to be answering calmly but was actually speechless and sweating profusely, Jiang Yu finally appeared at the door.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Dealing with elders was really too difficult.
Jiang Yunzhou, who was playing with the bamboo doll made for him by Grandpa Jiang, didn't notice his embarrassment at all and was having fun.
After quickly finishing his meal, Wen Yanqing said goodbye again.
**
After leaving the Jiang family, Wen Yanqing did not return directly to the research center, nor did he return to the general's compound.
Instead, he went to the Public Security Bureau where Park Jianjun was.
When Park Jianjun saw him coming, he chuckled twice: "I knew you would come!"
This guy called him as soon as he came back. After hearing about Jiang Yu's situation, he hung up the phone without saying a word. He thought he would come over last night.
Wen Yanqing pretended not to understand what he said and said calmly, "By the way, you were talking on the phone yesterday about that teacher surnamed Ma. Did she dare to do that because she has a relative who is the director of the Education Bureau?"
Pu Jianjun raised his eyebrows. "Yan Qing, what do you mean by this? You're not trying to help Comrade Jiang vent his anger, are you? What's your relationship with Comrade Jiang? You and the Education Department are not in the same system. Are you asking Old Man Wen to help Comrade Jiang?"
Wen Yanqing pursed her lips and deliberately ignored his question: "Just tell me about their relationship."
As soon as he said this, Park Jianjun knew what he meant.
Park Jianjun actually didn't really agree with him getting involved in this matter.
But he also knew that with Wen Yanqing's personality, once he decided to do something, no one could persuade him to change his mind.
So he analyzed the relationship between Ma Mei and the Hu family to him.
After listening to this, Wen Yanqing picked up the travel bag again: "Thank you, I understand."
Pu Jianjun tutted his words, "Yan Qing, don't you think you're paying too much attention to Comrade Jiang?"
Wen Yanqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he said nothing.
The office door was open and someone could come in at any time, so Park Jianjun had no intention of continuing the conversation.
He changed the subject and asked, "Did you bring back any local specialties from your trip to the northwest this time?"
Wen Yanqing: "I brought two servings of dried persimmon cakes and Qiongguo candies."
Pu Jianjun suddenly smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed and his eyes were invisible: "Good brother, you have a conscience. Give it to me quickly."
Wen Yanqing pursed her lips: "I forgot about yours."
Pu Jianjun was shocked: "You didn't buy one for your grandfather and one for Comrade Jiang, and you didn't buy my copy at all?!"
Wen Yanqing said "hmm" and walked out of the office quickly with her travel bag.
Park Jianjun was powerless to complain: "..." A guy who values women over friends!
So after all the help he gave, he doesn't even deserve to eat a dried persimmon cake?
So angry!
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