"Alright, alright, Grandpa, please don't get angry. I'm listening, I'm listening."
Chen Luo raised his hands and smiled as he softened his stance, slowly calming down Wen Qingyang, who was currently glaring at him with a beard bristling.
Chen Luo was already very familiar with this way of communicating with the elderly.
When he was little, this is how he made his grandparents very happy.
Some elderly people become more like children as they get older, and you have to coax them.
"You're smart to know what's good for you."
Wen Qingyang loosened Chen Luo's collar, sat down, and stroked his beard.
"The reason I like Liu Yatou so much is because she is the only one in the entire Wen family who has the same crazy spirit as me."
“The other disciples, including my eldest son Wen Tao, are all too calculating. They are like blockheads in front of me. All they do is fear and think about what they can get out of this old man.”
“One by one, really, kid, you know what I mean, right?”
"I understand, old man. You're saying they don't have a human touch, right?"
"Hey, you little rascal, you've got some cleverness to it."
For the first time, Wen Qingyang smiled at Chen Luo and glanced at him again.
"Grandpa, stop calling me 'brat, brat,' he has a name."
Wen Wan grumbled from the side, but Wen Qingyang immediately lost his temper.
"Hey, you little brat, you won't admit it even when I say you're siding with outsiders, so I'll call him a brat! Brat!"
Wen Wan was about to speak when Chen Luo stopped her.
"Wan'er, Grandpa can call me whatever he likes, it's alright. Come on, Grandpa, please continue, please continue."
Wen Qingyang snorted and then continued speaking.
“You’re right. The rest of the family lacks humanity. Only Sixth Sister is a person of strong character at heart. If it were anyone else, why would they go against me for the sake of their partner?”
“That’s true, Grandpa is right. I also really like Wan’er for that reason.”
As he spoke, he looked at Wen Wan with deep affection and then took her hand.
"Smack!"
A chopstick struck Chen Luo's hand, abruptly stopping him in his tracks.
"Hey kid, turn around! Look at me! Don't look at Sixth Girl."
"You've got some nerve, kid! You're even showing off your love to this old man like me!"
"Oh my, the old man actually knows the phrase 'showing off love,' he must spend a lot of time online, right?"
"Stop talking nonsense and sit still while I finish!"
Seeing Wen Qingyang's hair standing on end in anger, Chen Luo decided to sit and obey. However, his hand under the table slowly moved to Wen Wan's black stockings and gently caressed them.
Wen Wan was stunned for a moment, then rolled her eyes at Chen Luo playfully, thinking to herself that she would definitely not let him off the hook tonight when they got home.
"When I first joined the army, the regimental commander sent my squad leader to scout out the enemy situation ahead, which meant we went to see what the white dogs were doing."
"When the squad leader led me across the blockade line, we were discovered by the enemy, who immediately sent out more than a dozen men to chase us."
"We were running for our lives, with bullets whizzing past us from behind."
"After running a while, we were already far away from the enemy's blockade line when the squad leader was shot in the leg. The squad leader told me to run first and that he would cover my rear. Don't worry about him."
"I looked at the dozen or so people chasing after me, and then at my squad leader clutching his leg. I thought to myself, 'Damn it, I'm not running anymore! I can't leave my squad leader here!'"
"That's right, if we kill them all, we two will have a chance to survive!"
As he said this, Wen Qingyang's expression turned serious, and a chilling murderous aura emanated from his brows. His hands clenched tightly, as if he were still holding a bayonet, ready to fight the enemy at any moment.
"After that, I charged in the opposite direction by myself, stabbed one first, turned around and knocked down another, smashing his head on the head with the butt of my rifle, and his head exploded like a broken watermelon."
"But at this moment, the remaining enemies had surrounded me, their gleaming bayonets pointed at me. Just then, the squad leader got up and knocked someone aside, and the enemy's bayonet pierced his abdomen."
"Run!"
"These were the last words the squad leader said to me. At that moment, I felt all my anger extinguished, leaving only a deep-seated hatred."
"After that, I don't remember much. In the end, I killed all of those dozen or so white dogs."
"When the troops found me, I had already passed out and had more than a dozen cuts from bayonets. Luckily, I survived."
As he said this, Wen Qingyang's eyes gradually welled up with tears.
Even decades later, he still feels such grief when he thinks of his comrades who sacrificed their lives for him.
"Kid, do you know what I'm trying to tell you through this story?"
Chen Luo nodded solemnly.
"Grandpa, what you're trying to tell me is that what you like about Wan'er isn't just her simple madness, but her willingness to give everything for the one she loves."
"To be crazy for oneself is selfishness and self-destruction; to be crazy for others is self-love and self-salvation."
Wen Qingyang nodded, a hint of something appearing in his eyes as he looked at Chen Luo.
"You're right, kid."
Wen Qingyang looked at Wen Wan, his eyes filled with doting affection.
"Sixth girl, you are a very sentimental person. If this boy dares to bully you, tell Grandpa, and I'll chop him up in one go!"
"Don't worry, Grandpa, he will be good to me."
"Hey, grandpa, look carefully! I'm the one who's in a vulnerable position, the one being bullied!"
"You have no idea, Wan'er will tie me up with chains whenever she's unhappy, and also... Waaaaah!"
Wen Wan immediately covered Chen Luo's mouth, preventing him from continuing.
"Haha, Grandpa, is lunch ready? I'm starving."
Wen Qingyang didn't understand what the chain meant and didn't quite understand the world of young people, so he could only ignore it for the time being and send someone to urge him to have lunch.
"Alright, stay and have dinner with me later."
"Eating alone every day is really boring."
Chen Luo broke free from Wen Wan's hand and looked at Wen Qingyang with great interest.
"Alright, old man, would you like me to have a couple of drinks with you?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Qingyang's eyes lit up.
"Alright! Come on, kid, have a couple of drinks with me!"
...
The Wen family's old residence, a gentle and elegant courtyard.
"How are Tang Xiwei's arrangements coming along?"
Wen Shao sat at his desk, flipping through a book, and asked a question without turning his head.
At this moment, a beautiful woman wearing a white dress was sitting behind Wen Shao.
"They've already started taking action, and we should have news in the next few days."
The woman picked up a bowl of soup from the table and placed it beside Wen Shao.
"Honey, it's time for your soup."
"Smack!"
Without turning his head, Wen Shao raised his hand and swept the soup bowl to the ground, where it shattered into pieces.
"go out!"
A hint of sadness appeared in the woman's eyes, but she suppressed her emotions.
"After all these years, do you still hate me this much?"
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