Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 11 Grandfather, have you been doing nothing recently?

"General, stay, please stay."

As night fell and the lanterns came on, the clerk Mian, who had been busy all day in the military yamen, stretched his arms, went out of the yamen, took the reins brought by the soldiers, and got on his horse neatly.

Master Liao was over fifty years old, and his legs and feet were very flexible. He held up his robe and bowed his hands in a salute, "General stay."

The clerk raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter with Mr. Liao?"

Master Liao straightened up, met the horse's eyes suddenly, avoided it, raised his head and smiled shyly, "General, this old man is here to apologize for the grandson, the old man's grandson is a little spoiled, there is no taboo to speak. It annoys Young Master Ling."

"It was the old man who taught Sun Wufang, and asked the general to see that the boy was young, and today he was taught by Young Master Ling, to be tolerant of him."

The clerk was confused, "How old is your grandson?"

Master Liao thought that Wen Mian was blaming his grandson for bullying the younger, and hurriedly said, "It's just past the seventh birthday."

Wen Mian was even more confused, his son was seventeen, would he bully a seven-year-old boy?

As for the other Wen Yiqing, he didn't think about him at all, how can he teach others a lesson with a quail-like temperament?

But since the lesson has come back, then forget it, and said, "In the affairs of children, we as elders should not be involved in it, but."

He thought of the quail in the mansion.

"This kind of bullying is unacceptable. Children still have to learn well and walk the right way."

Lord Liao quickly cupped his hands, "What the general said is that the old man will definitely punish that stinky boy."

Wen Mian pulled on the reins and handed over at will, "Lord Liao, see you later."

In the General's Mansion, Mrs. Wen looked at a table of gift boxes with a complicated expression.

Wen Mianmian sat on the side, looked at the person who lowered his head and pinched his fingers, and there was a scratch on his forehead, and asked, "It was your hand that moved first?"

Wen Yiqing raised his head, his eyes full of excitement and excitement, "Liao Huai deliberately threw my book today, causing me to be punished in class by my husband. After class, he also made fun of me with two other people, I can't tell. They started."

"Sister, I didn't cry this time, but Liao Huai cried. He said he was going to go back to his grandfather to clean me up. I asked him to come."

After speaking, he moved his foot forward, and said happily, "Liao Huai's grandfather is the sacrificial wine of the Imperial College. I know it from the fourth grade."

Wen Mianmian nodded his forehead, and said bitterly, "Do you know that you have been bullied by him for so long?"

Wen Yiqing smiled embarrassingly, and quickly changed the subject, "Sister, can I eat delicious dim sum tomorrow?"

Wen Mianmian was at a loss for words, the snack that was left was broken, and Lingguohui's intestines were green, and she could not wait to eat it at the risk of poisoning.

Hey.
"My sister will try her best to do it for you."

I can't discourage children's enthusiasm. It seems that I have to climb the wall again tonight.

While Mrs. Wen stroked her forehead, she said helplessly, "Mianmian, Xiaoyi beat up her classmate, this is not acceptable, it will bring trouble to your father."

"What trouble could it bring?"

The clerk who strode into the door reluctantly stepped forward, and slapped Wen Yiqing's shoulder with a big palm, "Good boy, I don't see that you still have this ability, very good."

"come over."

Wen Yiqing sat down and pulled Wen Yiqing over, "I told you earlier, in this capital city, you can't beat the prince except the prince, and there is no one else you can't attack, the good days are suffocated by you. To die."

"I will remember it in the future. You can be arrogant for a day if you and I are not down. Don't listen to your mother's words and wrong yourself all day long."

"I heard that Xiaoyi beat up someone in the school, and it's a good thing."

Wen Lingxiao, who came in in a hurry, stepped forward and slapped Wen Yiqing again, shocked he couldn't stand and took two steps forward, "Yes, it seems to be standing up."

Wen Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief at the academy today, and his spirit was much stronger than before. Now that he has been praised one after another by his elder sister, father, and elder brother, he was overjoyed and replied loudly, "I promised my elder sister, go to I won't be bullied anymore."

"Hahaha~~~" The clerk laughed happily, "Your sister will get married soon, who will you listen to then?"

Wen Yiqing grinned, "Sister will marry next door, and I'll be there after I go out and turn a corner."

He snickered in his heart, thinking that when his sister gets married, he can go to the next door to eat snacks at any time, and he can also protect his sister.

This remark greatly delighted Wen Wen. Although he asked for this marriage, it's not bad to think about it now. Just being close is better than anything else.

It was getting late, and the family gathered for dinner. Mrs. Wen arrived late, sat down with her neck shrunk, and listened to the paper Mian: "Mother has news, she is already on her way back, and there are still ten days left. can go back."

Hearing this, Mrs. Wen shuddered, with a look of depression.

Wen Mianmian felt that her grandfather was very pitiful. She had a very low sense of presence in the mansion on weekdays. She didn't see people all day, and she basically didn't speak much when she saw people. Not much food.

"Jiacai, who do you show your angry look?"

Wen Mianmian's sudden remark made Wen Mianmian agitated, and Mrs. Wen was so frightened that she almost dropped her chopsticks and didn't dare to pick up dishes.

Mrs. Wen hurriedly picked out a chopstick for the carp belly, "Dad, try the carp tonight. This carp is big and has few thorns."

After a while, Mrs. Wen's cough echoed in the dining room and was caught by the fishbone.

Wen Mian was annoyed for a while, but got up and was busy trying various known recipes, trying to help Mrs. Wen cough out or smooth out the fishbone.

Sister Wen Mianmian and Wen Yiqing stood aside with their bowls in their hands, especially when Wen Mianmian sighed for a while. She saw that her mother had picked up the fishbone.

Unlucky?

Seeing that she lowered her head, she looked up again, and suddenly took a deep breath. The dark clouds covered the top, so thick that it couldn't be dissolved.

Looking further, her father looked like she was unlucky, but her brother was fine, and there was nothing.

Waiting for the fishbone to be successfully passed down, Wen Mian lost his desire to eat and left angrily.

Wen Yiqing was also taken away by Wen Lingxiao, saying that he wanted to supervise his studies.

Mrs. Wen could only stay to take care of the aftermath. After a while, Wen Mianmian, who was next to everyone left, was still motionless, and Mrs. Wen felt a little uncomfortable, and asked after a long while, "Why don't you leave yet."

Wen Mianmian leaned up and blinked, "Grandfather, haven't you done anything recently?"

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

The old man's face was blue and white, and he covered his mouth with a fake cough.

Like this, show your conscience.

Wen Mianmian continued to ask: "Grandfather, you seem to be possessed by a weak spirit now, what have you done?"

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Wen Mianmian pulled down his hand covering his mouth, "My father isn't here, so stop pretending, grandfather, you must be doing something wrong, right?"

"Is it not a small crime?"

Mrs. Wen has been having a bad time recently. She tossed and turned anxiously and couldn't sleep. Seeing her granddaughter asking him eagerly, her eyes were red and she was about to cry.

Wen Mianmian petrified on the spot.
She has never seen the old man cry, what should she do?
(End of this chapter)