Houfu Key Class

Zong Jincheng made the old lady burst into laughter with just a few words, which made the old lady feel distressed and helpless.

She turned around and looked at the people who were still waiting behind her, and hurriedly stood up and said: "Wan'er has been worried for a long time, you come and talk to Jincheng."

She stood up and left, and Xu Wan stood there without moving.

Zong Jincheng looked over with pure black eyes.

She is worried about me too?

Is it true?

How can I not see it at all?

Is she facial paralysis?

The kid stared at Xu Wan and looked at her more and more. It seems that she has no expression and smile, and nothing else.

It seems to be advanced facial paralysis.

The others in the room left one after another, leaving only the mother and son. They were silent for a long time, and Zong Jincheng was anxious.

Will she say anything?

If she doesn't, I will...

"I'm sorry." Xu Wan suddenly said.

Zong Jincheng seemed to have seen a ghost: "???"

"What are you doing?" She was fine, why should she apologize to him?

Xu Wan said: "If I had been with you today, maybe you wouldn't have met Luo Jingfeng."

Zong Jincheng: "..."

It seemed to make sense.

"Where did you go?" the little guy asked.

Xu Wan said truthfully: "The He family, He Zheng's mother invited me into the mansion."

Zong Jincheng shouted: "I knew it was He Zheng! You really want to teach others, right? I knew you were a kid who liked to study hard. But my brother and I also worked hard, the two of us... My brother, my brother, don't you want me anymore!"

The little devil changed his words arrogantly: "My brother likes you very much, you abandon him to teach He Zheng, are you worthy of my brother?"

Xu Wan looked at him and got angry, sat down and pulled up the corner of the quilt that he had broken away in excitement, and patiently explained to him: "It was He Zheng who gave his father a drug that made him faint yesterday, and Minister He thought he wanted to kill his father and almost strangled He Zheng to death."

The little devil widened his eyes and immediately touched his neck.

He had just experienced the pain of suffocation. He swallowed and said, "Why is He Zheng becoming more and more rebellious? If he continues like this, his father will beat him to death sooner or later."

Xu Wan didn't say anything else.

She didn't have the heart to think about He Zheng now.

Compared with her heavy self-blame, the little devil was much more cheerful. He even had time to comfort her: "Since you sincerely apologized to me, I will forgive you with great mercy. But just this time, you can't abandon us to take care of others in the future."

"Well, I won't do that again." Xu Wan thought.

Based on the character of this kid who would get into trouble if he wasn't watching him, how could she dare to leave him at ease?

The little devil nodded contentedly, and raised his head with a very proud look on his face.

Humph, she really feels sorry for me.

Brother is right, everyone will like me, including Xu Wan!

Xu Wan asked him, "Do you want to eat something else? Is a bowl of porridge enough?"

According to his usual appetite, this amount of food should be enough to fill his stomach, and he hasn't eaten all day.

Zong Jincheng wanted to say that he didn't want to eat and went to sleep, but he rolled his eyes and said decisively, "I want another bowl of porridge."

"Okay, I'll get it for you."

Watching her go out, Zong Jincheng's eyes lit up with excitement.

His little hands buried in the quilt grabbed the sheets expectantly.

Is it coming?

Will she also feed me porridge, just like the Crown Prince did just now?

Zong Jincheng thought happily, what a good day today is, good things come one after another.

Xu Wan brought the porridge in, stirring it with a spoon to cool it down, and sat on the bed and asked, "Can you eat it yourself?"

Zong Jincheng quickly shook his head and said, "Oh, no, my hands are weak."

Xu Wan thought so too, and probably felt exhausted all over.

She held the bowl, scooped a spoonful from the edge of the bowl with a spoon, and was about to pass it to his mouth.

Then she heard the little devil say: "Want to blow it?"

Xu Wan: "..."

The motherly love, which was not much to begin with, was being consumed at an accelerated rate.

Fortunately, the eldest young master was quite honest when he was served porridge, and did not put forward any other conditions.

But every time he took a sip, he looked at her, which made Xu Wan feel uneasy: "Why do you always look at me?"

Zong Jincheng waited until he finished drinking the porridge before he stiffened his neck and said: "See your side as a good wife and good mother. When you are not fierce and unreasonable, you are still not so annoying."

Xu Wan's raised mouth corners dropped instantly.

Just when she was about to give up, she found that the bowl was empty.

Okay, okay, the little devil tricked her again.

Xu Wan held the bowl in one hand and clenched her fist in the other, holding back her temper and smiling: "You should have a good rest."

Zong Jincheng shouted behind her with a smile: "You have to come again tomorrow, I just want you to feed me."

Xu Wan: "!!"

You gave him a chance to take revenge, didn't you?

This little bastard, wait until you get better, and see how I deal with you.

In the next three days, because of the little devil's request to keep healthy, Xu Wan fed him every meal, and after eating, he would provoke her a few words, which made Xu Wan's guilt disappear.

And on the morning of the fourth day.

News came from outside the mansion: Luo Jingfeng went to war.

Without this big threat, the whole mansion collectively breathed a sigh of relief, and Zong Jincheng was already walking on the ground alive and kicking. He couldn't wait to run to the big study to discuss with his brother about reporting to the Tongke class.

"Brother, brother, I'm back. When will I report to the Tongke class? I still want to go there for a few days of classes!"

The Little Devil King's people haven't arrived yet, but the voice has already been heard. Zong Wenxiu put down the pen in his hand, stood up quickly and said: "Jincheng, why don't you rest for two more days before coming back? How is your health? And what's going on? No discomfort?"

Zong Jincheng shook his head vigorously and said: "It's okay, I'm fine. Tell me when to go. Do you have any plans?"

"You should tell your aunt about this. You were supposed to report and hand it over for repair yesterday. I wonder if my aunt ordered someone to send it to you."

"Then let's..."

"Master, Master, it's not good, the old Marquis has fainted." Shunzi ran in from outside, out of breath from exhaustion.

"What?!"

The two children were frightened and ran towards the old Marquis's courtyard.

When they arrived, Xu Wan and Baili Weihong were outside the hospital. They were not even allowed to enter and even hissed at them to keep their voices down.

Zong Jincheng looked in and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with grandfather? Why did he suddenly faint? Why are you blocking the outside of the hospital? Let me go in. I want to see my grandfather!"

Baili Weihong said softly: "Shh, let's keep it down. Your grandfather just didn't sleep for three days. He was too sleepy and fell into a coma."

"Three days?!" Zong Wenxiu couldn't imagine it.

Even someone like Zong Jincheng, who has been fooling around, can't imagine it.

How can a person go without sleep for three days? Wouldn't he die?

"Why didn't grandpa sleep for three days?" Zong Jincheng had a vague guess after asking, but he didn't dare to think deeply.