Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 74 The old man is drunk (one more)
Recalling the past can always make people sigh with emotion. Under the bright moonlight, the father and son toasted and drank from time to time, recalling the past.

"At that time, my father said that I accidentally got a military book in the bookstore, and I was like a treasure. That was the first time I had a current book on the art of war."

"It was only later that I found out that my father exchanged it with General Liu with the only copy that my grandfather kept."

"The son toasts the father."

The old man drank another glass, "That's when you made up your mind to join the army. It's useless to keep it alone. Your grandfather also agreed at that time."

Wen Mian smiled, raised his head and drank it. Unlike other children who like to find their mothers, he was uncomfortable when he was young, and he liked to talk to his father when he got into trouble. His father never blamed him, he always said cheerfully' It doesn't matter', when he was punished by his mother, his father secretly gave him a drink.

Later, as he got older, he had some skills, but he didn't look down on this timid father, and his hand holding the wine glass tightened by two points. The father didn't seem to be so timid.

Is it all because of him?
The old man didn't notice anything unusual about him, and was still talking about his childhood anecdotes with contentment in his eyes.

Behind the bushes not far away, brother and sister Wen Lingxiao and Wen Mianmian squatted on the ground, each holding a piece of ice cubes and sucking and slipping. This is the mung bean ice made by Wen Mianmian. Forgive her for losing the face of the time-span girl. She is a handicapped party. Just let the kitchen boil the mung bean paste, then add sugar, put it in a bowl and plug in chopsticks.

Not hard to freeze.

"I think grandfather is in good spirits."

Wen Lingxiao forcefully bit down a piece of bean paste and put it in his mouth, and whispered, "This is the first time I saw my father and grandfather drinking. I was afraid that my grandfather would cry when he drank too much."

An unexpected voice sounded behind the two, "Grandfather doesn't cry."

The two turned their heads, and Wen Yiqing, who had touched him at some point, squatted behind them, also nibbling on ice cubes.

Wen Lingxiao raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing, why don't you go to sleep?"

Wen Yiqing rolled his eyes, "You don't have to go to school tomorrow."

Wen Mianmian asked, "You still eat this, aren't you afraid of stomach pain?"

Wen Yiqing glanced at her, "It doesn't hurt to eat all of you, and I leave early and come back late, so you still eat cold drinks at home during the day."

This is not so sour, it can be said that it is full of resentment.

The two people in the pavilion were still drinking each other, and they didn't know what they were talking about. The old man seemed to lower his head and wipe his tears. Wen Lingxiao sighed and whispered, "You already knew that grandfather could paint?"

Wen Mianmian nodded, "Grandfather is not good at portraits. You didn't see the paintings he painted when he got up quietly in the middle of the night. It's very good. In the dowry gift from the Ministry of Rites last time, there was a painting of Mr. Holly. better than that."

After saying that, he hooked his fingers, Wen Lingxiao leaned up, and heard that Wen Mianmian wanted to make his grandfather a famous Danqing sage, Wen Lingxiao blinked, feeling very complicated.

Not to mention his father, as a grandson, he is equally unqualified.

Wen Yiqing ate the ice cubes and touched his face, "Big brother, sister, don't you think there are mosquitoes?"

The two looked at each other with a smile in their eyes, Wen Mianmian's eyes were sly, and she whispered in a serious voice: "You are the youngest, your meat is the most fragrant, and the mosquitoes won't bite us when you come."

"really?"

"of course."

Wen Lingxiao stood up and threw the mosquito repellent sachet to Wen Yiqing, "I'll go first."

Wen Yiqing held the sachet, blinked with big eyes, and pouted angrily, "Sister is too bad."

This night, the old man drank too much for the first time in his life. He was crying and was helped by the clerk to go to the Hanyuan. I've been a fool all my life, and I'll be ashamed of you."

"Where is Mianmian, where is my Mianmian, only Mianmian is willing to be nice to me in this mansion, where is my Mianmian?"

"Go away, I don't want you."

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When he arrived at the Hanyuan, the old man suddenly stopped, the care that was engraved in his bones made him quiet, and he went back to his room crookedly, lying on the bed and crying, mumbling, "You guys. bully me, bully me."

The old lady who rushed over was a little stiff when she heard the father's extremely sad words, and stood at the door for a long time, waiting for the clerk to wait for the person to be properly served before turning around and leaving together.

Under the night, the clerk standing in the courtyard let out a long breath, turned to look at the old lady, and said very seriously: "Mother, we usually ignore our father too much."

The old lady's hand holding the jade beads was slightly stiff, her expression was complicated, and she didn't say a word.

"It's late at night, mother should rest early."

The old lady nodded and turned to go to her bedroom. She walked to the door and turned to look at the door of the old man's room for a long time. She didn't enter her room until Mother Hua urged her.

This night, apart from the drunk and lethargic old man and Wen Mianmian, no one slept well, and the old lady hardly slept all night.

The second day was destined to be an embarrassing day. The old man was very annoyed. He thought of having a drink with his son for the first time, and he was a little more delighted. In order not to embarrass the old lady, he went early. Newspaper.

The days are in August, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and there is already a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in the air.

The city of Kyoto is also bustling day by day. After the preliminaries of the Cold Drink Competition in full swing, as many as 30 people were shortlisted for the semi-finals. The semi-finals are scheduled for the fifth day of August, but Wen Mianmian has no chance to watch it.

"The dowry has all been packed. There are four girls to accompany the dowry, one nanny in charge, and two other escorts."

Wen Mianmian was about to get married, and Mrs. Wen made the final arrangements for fear that something might go wrong.

Looking at the list in her hand, Wen Mianmian raised her head and asked, "Mother, where did this nanny come from?"

Wen Mianmian's earliest wet nurse ransomed herself for her son, so Cai Yunju had not been in charge of a nanny for a long time, but one suddenly came, so she had to be cautious.

"It's an old man in the mansion. He is honest and reliable. In the future, you will always need a nanny who can stand up to things in your yard."

Wen Mianmian asked again, "Have you been in the mansion all the time?"

Mrs. Wen nodded, "It was also your mother's room at the time, very stable."

Wen Mianmian shook her head, "Leave her, I don't need to be in charge."

She was already used to Lingguo and Lingcao girls, and when a strange woman came in and out of her house, she felt dismayed, and besides, it was useless for her to bring smeared eyes to people outside the house.

"I'll talk about it later when I need it. I'm afraid I don't need it in recent years."

Mrs. Wen hesitated, seeing that she could not be persuaded and could only rely on her temporarily. She turned around and told the old lady about it. The old lady also thought about it, and looked at Mrs. Wen with dissatisfaction again.

(End of this chapter)