Several people put down their bowls and looked outside the door. Who could come at this time?

Could it be that He Feiyang's parents have been found again? This is a question that everyone is concerned about.

After asking the system, I found out it was Wen Zicheng.

The brother and sister's eyes were on He Feiyang and Jiang Jingcheng respectively.

They were both stunned. Did they have to open the door?

Jiang Jingcheng quickly stood up and went out directly. He must complete the task assigned to him by Shuangshuang seriously.

As soon as he opened the door, he knew why Shuangshuang was looking at him.

"Uncle Wen?" Eh? No, wait, Shuangshuang knew Uncle Wen was coming? Do you think he was the one who notified her?!

He didn't. He didn't come back right away because his mother asked him what happened. He didn't go up the mountain!

When He Feiyang saw Wen Zicheng behind Jiang Jingcheng, his first reaction was that he was sent by Song Shuangshuang and her brother, and then he felt guilty.

The teacher was reported by his uncle, and his father also had a hand in it. Although he wrote a certificate to sever ties with him, he couldn't change the fact that the man was his father, and he felt guilty.

Wen Zicheng had been watching He Feiyang's reaction since he entered the room. Seeing that he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him, he sighed softly.

He knew why he was suppressed.

"Uncle Wen, why are you here at this time?" Song Shuangshuang spoke while glancing at Jiang Jingcheng with sharp eyes.

Didn’t we agree not to invite Uncle Wen over today? Why don’t you keep your word?

Jiang Jingcheng widened his eyes. It wasn't him who called out.

This time Song Shuangshuang didn’t understand. Jiang Jingcheng didn’t go to find Uncle Wen. Did Uncle Wen come here on his own initiative?

What are you doing here? Are you here to see He Feiyang's father?

That would be fatal!

The brother and sister knew that the two were friends before, but the question was whether Uncle Wen knew that he was being framed by his friend.

Hey! That's not right. He didn't say that He Feiyang's father was coming when he went up the mountain in the morning. Didn't Uncle Wen also agree not to come? Why is he still...

Song Shuangshuang was a little confused. What was wrong here?

"I see them, Feiyang."

Uncle Wen solved the doubts for several people with just one sentence.

When He Feiyang heard this, he suddenly turned around and asked Wen Zicheng.

Didn't he ask Youlin to go up the mountain and tell Uncle Wen not to let him go down the mountain? How did they bump into each other? Did they say bad things to Uncle Wen?!

He was just afraid that they would see Uncle Wen here, and felt that he didn't go back just to stay with Uncle Wen...

As if he had guessed what He Feiyang was thinking, Wen Zicheng continued

"They didn't see me, and they didn't know I was sent down here, don't worry."

"Then why...are you here to look for them? They left when they saw I wasn't coming back."

He Feiyang didn't want Wen Zicheng to know what happened today, especially the reason why he was sent down, which made him too embarrassed to see Wen Zicheng.

The brother and sister were watching from the side, and it was not appropriate to let the two of them just stand and talk, so they quickly asked Wen Zicheng to sit down and went to get a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

Seeing the mood of the two people, Song Shuangshuang somehow poured a bowl of wine for Wen Zicheng.

Wen Zicheng looked at the wine in the bowl, picked it up and took a big sip, then said in a hoarse voice

"I didn't come to see them. I saw them leave the village. I was worried that you couldn't stand it..."

The people present immediately grasped the key point. Uncle Wen was worried that He Feiyang could not bear it. Did Uncle Wen know who reported him to the lower level, and also know what He's father had done?

He Feiyang's face was full of disbelief. "Uncle Wen, you..."

Wen Zicheng nodded, he did know.

He knew exactly what was in his house, and someone in that group of people went straight to where he kept his books, so he knew who had told the story.

Song Shuangshuang originally wanted Jiang Jingcheng and Song Youlin to get He Feiyang drunk, but she didn't expect Wen Zicheng to come by himself, and the situation that followed was a little out of control.

They watched as the father and son drank sip after sip without even eating a bite of food.

Fearing that they would upset their stomachs, several people kept serving them food and asked them to eat a little, but it seemed to be of no use.

He Feiyang couldn't help crying after drinking, and kept saying that his family was sorry to Wen Zicheng and he was ashamed to see him. Wen Zicheng hugged He Feiyang and said that this matter had nothing to do with him.

Seeing the two of them crying like this, Song Shuangshuang thought to herself that it was a good thing she took out two bottles of wine, otherwise, who knows how drunk they would be.

But it might be that my younger brother and Jiang Jingcheng will have to work hard.

From taking care of one person, it became taking care of two people.

She should just stay with An Jing tonight, let Uncle Wen and He Feiyang stay in Youlin's room, and give her room to Song Youlin and Jiang Jingcheng.

Well... I hope these two don't vomit all over his brother's room.

They had drunk so much, so they definitely couldn't be allowed to drink any more. Song Youlin and Jiang Jingcheng each carried one of them and brought them into the house. Song Shuangshuang also made two bowls of honey water for them.

Listening to He Feiyang still crying in the room, several people felt uncomfortable as well, and they had no appetite at all when looking at the food on the table.

Tan Anjing didn't eat a single bite tonight.

"Shuangshuang, how about I stay and squeeze in with you tonight?" She wanted to stay and take care of He Feiyang.

"Well, this may not be convenient. Uncle Wen is in the room. Let's go to your place and let Youlin and Jiang Jingcheng stay to take care of them. They can handle anything if there is anything."

Tan Anjing didn't say anything else, but she couldn't stop worrying.

With Song Youlin at home, Song Shuangshuang had nothing to say. There were spare beddings at home, so Song Shuangshuang took her own set and went back with Tan Anjing.

As soon as she entered the door, Tan Anjing couldn't help crying.

Song Shuangshuang quickly threw down the quilt to wipe her tears and asked her why she was crying.

"You can imagine how miserable he must be. I can't do anything to help him."

When Tan Anjing thought of He Feiyang crying just now, her heart ached.

She really didn't understand why there were such parents. No matter how much they valued their eldest son, they should still care about their youngest son. He was not a toy that could be thrown aside whenever they wanted.

Song Shuangshuang gently hugged Tan Anjing and let her cry freely for a while.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Indeed, it would be better for He Feiyang not to have such parents.

She had no doubt that if something happened to He Feiyang's elder brother, his parents would definitely let He Feiyang take the lead and sacrifice himself to save his elder brother.

After all, in the eyes of the couple, He Feiyang exists because of his elder brother, and it is natural for him to do anything for his elder brother.

Hearing that Tan Anjing's crying had become quieter, Song Shuangshuang took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears.

"Okay, stop crying. He Feiyang has already severed ties with them, and no one will treat him like that again in the future.

Every day in the future will be a good day.

With you here, and my sister and I, we can make a lot of money together in the future. When you two get married, won’t your life be better? "

"Oh, what are you talking about... Who is going to marry him?"

Tan Anjing burst into laughter and patted Song Shuangshuang lightly.

Getting married... well, it seems pretty good.

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