Spoiled stand-in escapes

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, complaining in their hearts, who informed Wen Jian.

Grandma Wen Jian experienced a "fight" and is now sitting on the sofa exhausted. After she realized it, she immediately started crying artificially.

"Little Jane! You are here, your grandma, she...my mother, why did you leave us behind? Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Wen Jian was taken aback by the huge impact, and went to grab the things they threw into the fire without saying a word.

Everyone didn't stop them, and he snatched the half-burnt will out of the brazier.

Uncle rubbed his nose and opened his mouth to speak, "It's useless for you to grab the will. You are a married person, and you are married well. Why bother to compete with poor relatives like us for this small house. From the cracks of your fingers You earn more money than us, little Jane, you can't ignore our life and death when you become rich yourself."

"Yeah, how can we say that it should be our sons and daughters' turn in terms of closeness, how can you be a great-grandchild?"

The will was half burned, and it was useless. Wen Jian still saw his name on it, and he turned his head stiffly, looking at the photo of the benevolent grandma on the table of the Eight Immortals.

The voice and smile of the old lady was still in front of his eyes. When he came back half a month ago, everything was normal for the great-grandmother. She still cooked meals by herself and cleaned up the house. It took so much time, why... how... .....

"When did it happen? Why didn't anyone inform me?"

Tears kept rolling down like beads with a broken thread, Wen Jian held half a piece of paper and asked choked up.

The second uncle squeaked: "The night before yesterday, the old lady walked away peacefully, she didn't exist in her sleep."

The uncle and daughter-in-law next to her hugged their shoulders and said, "What to tell you, the old lady has sons and daughters, grandchildren, and there is no funeral yet, so why tell you a great-grandson?"

Wen Jian has always been gentle and obedient, and has never blushed at any elder, so others naturally don't take him seriously.

Unexpectedly, this man didn't know what kind of gunpowder he had taken, so he threw the burnt half piece of paper on his aunt's face.

"You are for the house, for this house, you quarrel in front of your grandma before her bones are cold! She treats you so well, who of you cares about her!"

Tears wet her clothes, and Wen Jian was like a cat whose hair has exploded, shedding tears.

The old lady was very kind to her children and grandchildren. Everyone was yelled at, and a little bit of conscience was faintly aroused, and they were annihilated by desire in just a moment.

"The old lady is gone, everyone is sad, what are you shouting about here!" the aunt muttered impatiently.

The originally clean and tidy house was messed up by everyone. The clean floor was covered with mud footprints, and the mess was turned over by people. They even wanted to dig the floor to see if the old lady had hidden it. money.

"Yes, yes, what's the matter with you, don't make trouble here." Someone echoed.

They worked together to lift Wen Jian out and threw him out the door.

If Gu Nian hadn't thought that Wen Jian had the Gu family as his backer, maybe he would have been thrown out.

A group of old men, alpha and beta can easily deal with such a weak Omega.

Wen Jian struggled desperately, but she didn't even grab the door frame, and even the keys in her hand were forcibly snatched away by their relatives.

He was sitting on the ground at the door, holding the suitcase and crying hard, no matter how hard he tried to knock on the door, the people inside would be as if they were dead.

Wen Jian knelt outside the door for almost the whole night. When it was daylight, she suddenly figured it out. As if she had lost her soul, she pulled the suitcase and boarded the train going north.

A full ten-hour train ride is enough to exhaust a tossing person.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, he found Wen Chacha's classroom according to the previous address, but there was no one like her in the class.

When he asked Chacha's classmates about his sister, some people started to look at him strangely, and no one said where she was.

A girl couldn't stand it anymore, she dropped the pen she was doing homework, and pulled the little brother who looked downcast aside.

"Wen Chacha was dropped out of school when she was a freshman."

"What?" Wen Jian's dry eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and she opened them wide with great effort, looking a little scary.

The girl pushed her glasses, "The school said it was because of her style of work and cheating in exams, but I know that Chacha is a very good person, and it won't be because of this, but I don't know who she offended. After she left, we Haven't been in touch."

When Wen Jian called, Wen Chacha was applying an ice pack to her swollen face, and the phone she took answered.

"Hey, brother."

"Where are you now! Send me your specific address immediately!"

The hoarse voice almost roared to question, such a ferocious voice shouted warm chacha and froze for a moment, she even thought it was not her brother at first, but after hearing it again, she realized it was Wen Jian.

"I...I'm at school."

"I'm at your school right now, tell me you're at school!" Wen Jian stood leaning on the stone pillar.

Wen Chacha's frightened hands shook, and only then did she realize that she had exposed her secrets. She was in a panic, but she had to report her current address to Wen Jian.

Before she could explain, the phone was hung up.

Wen Chacha fell into an indescribable panic, but she didn't even have anyone to call for help, so she could only try her best to whitewash the peace and show that she was living a better life.

But this swollen face was the first to make things difficult for her.

Wen Chacha panicked and hurriedly called Gu Ciyuan. The other party heard that Wen Jian went to look for her, but after telling her to take good care of him, he hung up the phone without waiting for Wen Chacha to say anything.

After making warm tea, he was in a panic, kept looking at the booking software, and calculated the time when Wen Jian might come over. On the one hand, he wanted to pick him up, but on the other hand, he wanted to delay for a while, so that his face would reduce the swelling.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the girl stood at the entrance of the train station on time.

When she saw Wen Jian again, she was taken aback.

Her brother has always been the most juicy little cabbage in the vegetable field. Why didn't he make a video call these days, and he was pulled out of the field, passed the water, put it away, and pickled it. The originally white and tender face was covered with a layer of ashen and dead air, and there was no energy in his body. Could it be that he was angry with his brother like this?

Thinking of this, Wen Chacha became even more frightened. She tremblingly went over to fetch Wen Jian's luggage, waiting to be punished.

The first sentence the other party spoke was: "Take me to eat, I can't go hungry now."