The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Zhong Siyu said to Wan Lianxing, "Lianxing, is this appropriate? Nianxia is my sister-in-law's niece, and she didn't mean anything when she said that."

Cheng Youning said: "She didn't mean it. I figured it out. She deliberately spread rumors and plotted against my braised duck feet..."

After Cheng Youning finished explaining the whole story in one breath, Wan Lianxing and Zhong Siyu were silent. Han Nianxia was already surprising enough, but no one expected her to be even more outstanding. People like her are rare, and even the knowledgeable Wan Lianxing felt that she was a "rare commodity".

After a long while, Wan Lianxing finally said, "Let's write a letter to my sister-in-law."

Zhong Siyu said: "This sounds like a trivial matter, just because of a duck's paw, why not forget it."

Wan Lianxing said: "It doesn't count. Cheng Youning, please write a few words for Miss Zhong as well."

Zhong Siyu quickly waved her hands and said, "No, no, no, I'm fine, really fine, I don't have anything to complain to my sister-in-law."

Cheng Youning glanced at Zhong Siyu's eyes and said, "You're a bully. You still say you're fine. Look at your red eyelids. You can tell you've been crying. Don't worry about it. I'll help you write a few words while I watch you."

Zhong Siyu hurriedly said, "No, no, if you just write a few words casually, it will be a rumor. It's better not to make a fuss at this time."

Cheng Youning pressed on: "Then tell me, what did Han Nianxia do to you? Otherwise, I will write it down as it is, saying that Han Nianxia bullied Miss Zhong until she cried."

"No, no, I'm not crying because of Han Nianxia, ​​I just want to cry."

"Nonsense, if you're not wronged, why are you crying? Just ignore it. I know how to write it."

When they were at the next resting place, everyone got off the carriage to stretch their muscles or enjoy the surrounding scenery. Only Cheng Youning stayed in the carriage. He was holding a brush and writing quickly. His speed was so fast that it was shocking. Not only that, he also had a very relieved expression on his face.

Qiao Rong, who had been helping to grind the ink, couldn't help but ask curiously, "Young Master? What are you writing?"

Cheng Youning said angrily without even raising his head, "Petition, I must teach Han Nianxia a lesson this time."

At this time, Qiao Rong didn't know what happened, and continued to ask with a puzzled look on his face: "How did Miss Nianxia offend the young master again? Didn't you two reconcile a long time ago?"

Hearing this, Cheng Youning suddenly raised his head, his cheeks puffed with anger, and snorted coldly: "Humph, the greedy Han Nianxia has learned to spread rumors..." Then Cheng Youning told Qiao Rong what had happened like pouring beans from a bamboo tube.

When Qiao Rong heard about this, Cheng Youning was so angry that he burst into tears. So he took out another piece of paper from the side, put it on the square table, and said to Cheng Youning: "Since it has been written, young master should write more and make sure that the old lady punishes her."

Cheng Youning nodded slightly when he heard that, and said confidently: "Don't worry! I let him frame my father and belittle me and my mother. I would be a traitor if I don't take revenge. I will make her pay." After saying that, he buried his head in writing again, as if he wanted to pour out his dissatisfaction with Han Nianxia under his pen.

When everyone got back on the carriage and prepared to continue moving forward, Cheng Youning had already written a lengthy letter of complaint. On the letter paper, the dense handwriting was arranged neatly like flowing water.

Wan Lianxing took the letter and examined it carefully with great interest, and then he could not help but exclaimed: "My grandson's handwriting is so powerful that it shines through the paper, and it is getting better day by day."

Hearing this compliment, Cheng Youning immediately showed a proud look on his face. He nodded hurriedly and asked impatiently: "Grandpa, can you take another look at my writing style?"

Wan Lianxing smiled slightly when he saw this, then pursed his lips to suppress his laughter and began to read the letter of complaint carefully. While reading, he could not stop praising Cheng Youning, "Oh my, my grandson has made great progress. His writing is sharp, his words are accurate, and this sentence in particular is a stroke of genius!"

"That sentence is a stroke of genius." Cheng Youning curiously leaned over with his little head.

Wan Lianxing stretched out his finger and lightly tapped, saying, "It's this line - 'Sad and miserable, Si Yu is bullied every day. Tears stain my clothes and I can't hide them, I am determined to leave in anger.'"

Cheng Youning also chuckled after hearing this, and said mysteriously: "There are more exciting things to come, little grandpa, please continue reading."

However, at this moment, Zhong Siyu, who had been sitting quietly by the side, opened her eyes wide, her face full of astonishment. She murmured in disbelief: "This... is it written by me?"

Wan Lianxing said with a smile: "That's right, isn't this the word 'silk jade'? You really loved Cheng Youning, he actually knows how to stand up for you and uphold justice!"

Zhong Siyu said: "Of course I understand that Youning is wholeheartedly on my side, but he may have exaggerated this time. How could I be bullied by others every day? How could I cry as miserably as described by Youning? What's more, I have never thought of leaving. If my sister-in-law saw these words, I wonder how she would look at me." As she spoke, Zhong Siyu hurriedly reached out to grab the piece of letter paper.

However, Wan Lianxing was quick to fold the letter in half, and then casually reached out of the car window and handed it to the attendant following him. Zhong Siyu saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly reached out to grab Wan Lianxing's sleeve, but it was too late. After a guard took the letter, he immediately turned his horse's head, whipped it and left, and disappeared in the flying dust in the blink of an eye.

Zhong Siyu was extremely worried. She quickly stuck her head out of the car window and stared at the guard's figure going away. She said anxiously, "Lianxing, quickly send someone to bring back the messenger!"

Wan Lianxing was not in a hurry, still with a faint smile on his face, and said slowly: "Youning's letter is really well written, I am very satisfied."

Zhong Siyu became even more anxious when she heard this, and she scolded him, "Lianxing, there are still two pages of content at the end. Go and see what Youning has written. What if it's all exaggerated?"

Wan Lianxing held Zhong Siyu's hand and comforted her, "Just by seeing those few sentences just now, I can conclude that what Youning wrote later will not be bad either."

Hearing this, Zhong Siyu couldn't help but look worried, and asked anxiously: "But what if my sister-in-law misunderstands?"

Wan Lianxing smiled nonchalantly and comforted her: "What are you afraid of? Sister-in-law will definitely be on your side. Why do you have to worry so much?"

However, Zhong Siyu's anxiety did not ease at all. She was like an ant on a hot pot, spinning in anxiety, and kept muttering: "How can this be? What is said in the letter is not true. It is a false accusation against Miss Nianxia."