Jianbao life

Chapter 334: Never let him come back
Wang Yuan's head popped out of the courtyard in a state of embarrassment.

The old lady Wang is not easy to get along with the nanny, she will be very vigilant if there is any disturbance.

He had just lurked in front of Mrs. Wang's door and overheard that Mrs. Wang had already made up her mind. She wanted Li Heng to return to the Wang family, and even wanted him to inherit the Wang family!
Wang Yuan cleaned up the dead branches and leaves on his body as he walked, and prepared to walk to his room with an angry look on his face.

Just when his hand was about to touch the doorknob, his cell phone rang, which seemed very out of place here.

"Old lady Wang is looking for you, go over and find her." Ah Rong's voice fell into Wang Yuan's ears without any ups and downs, and after conveying it mechanically, he hung up the phone without giving Wang Yuan a chance to speak.

Mrs. Wang actually asked him to go there, so he, is the opportunity coming?
A smile appeared on Wang Yuan's face, he stopped talking, went directly into the house and put the things he was going to bring into his pockets, then turned around and walked towards the courtyard where Mrs. Wang was.

I don’t know why but there is a crazy idea spreading in my mind that cannot be suppressed.

Wang Yuan couldn't help biting his fingernails and walked over quickly.

When he reached the door of the room where Mrs. Wang was, Wang Yuan suddenly flinched.

"Here we come." Before Wang Yuan's hand touched the door, the door creaked open inside.

Ah Rong opened the door and let Wang Yuan walk in.

"Grandma, do you have anything to do with your grandson?" Wang Yuan pretended not to know what was going on.

Mrs. Wang looked at Wang Yuan's expression and her expression condensed: "Tell me, what happened today?"

Wang Yuan didn't have the intention to answer Mrs. Wang's question. He looked at the wrinkles on Mrs. Wang's face, and when he thought of that bastard Li Heng coming back to take over the Wang family, he felt an uncontrollable rage in his heart.

Only when Mrs. Wang is dead, will he be able to kill Li Heng, a bastard.

It's just three things, Wang Yuan was ridden on Li Heng's head again and again one after another, this kind of humiliation, can he swallow this breath?
"Grandma, you trust your grandson, and your grandson doesn't even know about it!" Wang Yuan showed a hypocritical expression, blinking his eyes constantly, trying to squeeze out a tear or two.

"Forget it, don't show me those crocodile tears."

Mrs. Wang seemed to have read through Wang Yuan's thoughts and said directly: "If you were more ambitious, or if you weren't overwhelmed by this incident, I might actually consider letting Sheng Rui hand over the position of head of the family to you. …”

"It's a pity that you are definitely not this kind of material! Your temperament is very different from Li Heng's. If you could learn even a little bit of his temperament, wouldn't the heir to the head of the Wang family be yours?"

When Mrs. Wang said these few words, she just wanted to beat Wang Yuan up.

In fact, she still had the last hope for Wang Yuan in her heart, thinking about giving him another chance.

It is said that they are relatives from different generations, so she naturally loves the people of Wang Yuan's generation in her heart, holding them in her hands for fear of losing them, and holding them in her mouth for fear of melting, but in the end she is just the powerful person in this big family, and has When necessary, she will still put away her bit of womanly benevolence, strictly follow the family rules, and make the best choice for everything she thinks.

"...Yes, grandma is right. My grandson will learn from Li Heng." Wang Yuan obediently agreed.

Wang Yuan was not as profound as Mrs. Wang thought.

He showed a bleak and ironic smile in his heart.

He is not this kind of material?

With his temperament, Li Heng, is he the heir to the head of the Wang family?

He will not believe the lies of this old woman who only needs a handful of loess to be buried!

He won't wait until that day.

Wang Yuan covered up the evil look in his eyes, lowered his head and said, "Grandma, you must be thirsty. My grandson will go get you some water."

"But..." Ah Rong still wanted to stop him, but Mrs. Wang stretched out her hand to stop Ah Rong. She looked at Wang Yuan with loving eyes and said, "Let him pour it. I haven't drunk him for a long time." The water was poured."

Wang Yuan laughed inwardly when he heard Mrs. Wang's words.

He quietly made a small movement and poured the medicine he had prepared into the tea so quickly that Ah Rong didn't even see it clearly. By the time Ah Rong saw it clearly, Wang Yuan had already brought a cup of hot tea that had just been poured.

Ah Rong looked at the cup of tea with some confusion, his lips moved, but in the end he remained silent.

After all, she is getting older, and whatever she sees or hears may be her illusion.

Mrs. Wang was not really thirsty, but she drank more than half of it in one gulp.

Then there was still some quarrel between the mother-in-law and the grandson. Finally, when the time was almost up, Mrs. Wang drove Wang Yuan away with a tired look on her face.

Wang Yuan came out of Mrs. Wang's room, his mind was in a trance, he was very calm in the room just now, but after he came out, he was full of panic and uneasiness. The almost full trash can was thrown in.

Then he pretended to be fine and fell asleep after washing his face normally.

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On the other side, Li Henggang and Lin Weiya returned to the room with Brother She.

He was really tired all day today. After dinner, Li Heng went to bed to have a date with Zhou Jing.

The next day, the treasure fighting conference started as scheduled.

Everyone arrived early for fear of missing the wonderful show about yesterday.

Zhao Erwen knew that today's schedule would be extremely tight and he could not waste a single minute.

"Dear colleagues, yesterday we have assessed the value of the second round of treasures, including Li Quan's Yuan blue and white vase and Li Heng's Zhang Daqian calligraphy and painting. After our discussion last night, we have basically determined the value. Next is what Li Heng discovered. That silk map, this map, please follow me to the temporary site outside for urgent processing, and I will explain it to you slowly."

Zhao Erwen's words surprised everyone.

That's fine, why don't you say it here, you have to go to a temporary venue to say it?
When everyone was surprised, Li Heng frowned, seeming to realize something.

The last time he burned the silk map, he discovered that the temperature would change after baking. Could it be that there is still some mystery in this silk map?
While thinking, they had moved from the treasure fighting conference venue to the temporary venue outside.

This is a big glass house. It can be seen that it was built temporarily last night. It doesn't count as a finished product. Everyone went over to look at it for a long time, but they didn't understand what Zhao Erwen wanted to do.

Lin Weiya, who was next to Li Heng, smiled and said, "Didn't you say you would come here to reveal the secret? How did you bring us here?"

"Yeah, what is this big glass house used for?"

"It's a fan again, and the little sun is still a shower head. Could it be that you want to hold a bathing meeting here?"

"Do you want to use some special method to reveal the secret, and worry that we will not have a place to wash and dry clothes? If you said earlier, we would bring an extra set."

Amid the discussion, Zhao Erwen cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, I didn't bring you here just to change clothes and take a shower."

"I want to use a special way to invite everyone to appreciate this map. I see that the weather is good today, and I want to ask everyone to follow me to see what the mystery of that map is."

Zhao Erwen had already prepared it. While talking, he took out the map from the bamboo tube next to it and unfolded it again.

In the sunshine, the map is much clearer than what was seen in the venue yesterday.

The expression of reluctance and sadness on the face of the man holding the torch was clearly visible.

Following his expression, his eyes turned to a deep cave in front of that person. At first, Li Heng didn't think there was anything, but at this moment, Li Heng discovered something surprising.

There is nothing wrong with this cave. They are all ordinary caves, nothing more than that.

But unfortunately, even in this cave, it is not just pitch black.There seem to be some white spots, or light spots.

If you don't look at the sun, ordinary people really can't tell what's on it.

It seems a bit like the cave paintings drawn by those primitive people in the caves in the Stone Age. He is wrapped around his waist with a grass skirt made of rope or grass.

No way?
Is there any other story?
The silk map discovered this time seems to have been connected to the picture of a wolf crying in the raging fire that Li Heng found before.

If you want to tell a story and repeat it mechanically, it will be simply incomprehensible.

Since something unusual can be found on the silk map, it already shows that the silk maps in Li Heng's hands must have secrets that have not yet been discovered, and are even inextricably linked to the maps drawn on them.

Li Heng was still horrified by his thoughts.

Zhao Erwen over there flipped his hands out, opened his mouth and shouted: "Give some wind."

The staff behind nodded and operated the hair dryer.

Then a gust of wind blew out in the room. The gust of wind made everyone squint their eyes. Some people even rubbed their eyes, unable to understand what Zhao Erwen was trying to do.

Some people behind who were not blown by the wind shouted: "Look, the person on the map seems to be moving!"

"Huh? Why is the torch in his hand fluttering, and the things on his waist and the animal are also moving!"

"What's going on? Isn't this an illusion? Please pinch me!"

"Hiss...it's not an illusion!"

(End of this chapter)