You Can't Be Fierce Towards Me!

Chu Xiangtian hugged him in his arms, and ran his palms from the back of his head to his back, like smoothing the hair of a small animal, gently comforting him one by one. The young master in his arms was probably the most crying man he had ever seen. He has worked in the army for more than ten years, and what he hates the most is the soft guy who sheds tears at every turn, but when the object is changed to Wen Tian, ​​not only does he not feel disgusted, but he feels a little distressed.

Crying so pitifully must have been wronged.

Thinking of what he discovered during the day, Chu Xiangtian frowned slightly. After much deliberation, the only thing that could make the young master cry so sad was Wen Boli's asshole. Although he said he wasn't sad, he was sure in his heart Still sad.

With a conclusion in his heart, Chu Xiangtian remembered the matter of Wen Boli in his heart. Seeing that the person in his arms was still choking softly, he felt more pity for him, pressed him to his chest, and softly coaxed him with a jerky voice. "Hey, don't cry."

Wen Tian grabbed his clothes and rubbed them against him, crying loudly to vent out the emotions in his heart, his frowns slowly relaxed, but he still hugged Chu Xiangtian's waist drunkenly and refused to let go. Rubbing back and forth in the warm embrace, he is like a little rabbit that has finally found its nest after a long journey, and is nostalgic and unwilling to leave.

Unable to bear to push him away, Chu Xiangtian directly hugged him up, and Wen Tian curled up into a ball spontaneously, grabbed the clothes on his chest and buried his face in his arms, making a small hum from his nose, like It's like being coquettish.

He coaxed a few more words in a warm voice, and was about to find the carriage with the people in his arms. He had just walked out for a while, and bumped into Wen Shuyue and the others who were looking for Wen Tian.

Wen Shuyue and Zhou Chuanqing walked in front side by side, seeing Wen Tian who was hugged by Chu Xiangtian was startled, and hurriedly asked what was wrong.

"Drink some wine, I'm drunk." Chu Xiangtian hugged Wen Tian firmly, but his eyes fell on the little rabbit in her arms. At the back of his head, he nestled motionlessly in Wen Shuyue's arms, just like Wen Tian at this moment.

They look really similar, Chu Xiangtian walked away for a while, seeing that Shuyue wanted to wake him up, she hugged him and avoided him calmly, "He is suffering, I will send him back directly."

What Wen Shuyue wanted to say, Zhou Chuanqing persuaded with a smile: "Don't worry, the boss will take good care of Mr. Wen."

When Wen Shuyue hesitated, Chu Xiangtian had already carried the man to the carriage.

Wen Tian was woken up by the jolt of walking, he opened his eyes in a daze, struggled to get up, and shouted to read a book.He was so drunk that his tongue was hanging out when he spoke, and he couldn't speak clearly. Chu Xiangtian listened for a while before he understood: the young master wants to study and test his achievements.

He was a bit dumbfounded, he was indeed a child, he wanted to come out when he was drunk, patiently coaxed the drunk man a few words, coaxed him to sleep again, Chu Xiangtian carefully put him into the carriage inside.Li Qingnian, who was poking around behind him, wanted to follow up, but Chu Xiangtian turned around and lowered the curtain, raised his eyebrows with a cold face: "You go to another carriage."

Li Qingnian: "..."

Shrinking his neck, he looked back with treacherous eyes. After all, Li Qingnian was timid, and climbed into his carriage in desperation.Zhou Chuanqing sent Wen Shuyue to the carriage and came over. When he saw this scene, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he turned decisively and walked towards Li's carriage.

The coachman drove the carriage slowly towards the city, Chu Xiangtian let Wen Tian lie on his lap, and stretched out his hands to protect him carefully.The carriage was a little bumpy.Wen Tian fell asleep not long after and was jolted awake again, dazedly grabbing Chu Xiangtian's hand and talking nonsense.For a while he said sorry in a crying voice, and for a while he struggled up and clamored to read a book, Chu Xiangtian spent all his energy to coax him back.

After finally arriving at the Wen Mansion, Chu Xiangtian picked him up and carried him all the way back to the East Courtyard. Dai Fu was sent back after delivering the letter during the day. Tian came in with the man in his arms, and he stepped forward to take him over with a vigilant expression.But Chu Xiangtian was taller than him, so he bypassed him and directly carried him back to the room and put him on the bed, explaining: "He's drunk, wipe him off, and feed him some water at night."

It turned out that he was drunk, so Daifu took a closer look before he was relieved, and went to the small kitchen to fetch hot water quickly.

Chu Xiangtian leaned against the bed, stretched out his hand to poke his fleshy cheek, and stayed there for a while, then retracted his fingers as if nothing had happened, and whispered to the sleeping man, "Sweet dream."

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After the hangover, there was an endless headache. The half-awake person stretched out his hands and rubbed his head, and sat up with his arms propped up, moaning. The sun outside the window was bright, and Wen Tian looked out with his head. It was already noon.

Dai Fu outside heard the movement and poured him a glass of warm water.After Wen Tian gulped and drank, he rubbed his eyes, which were sore and a little red and swollen.

"How did I come back last night?" Wen Tian frowned and searched his memory, Chu Xiangtian came to him and told him about Wen Boli, after that...he had no memory at all.

"Master Chu brought you back." Dai Fu explained, "You drank too much last night."

"Oh..." Still couldn't remember, Wen Tian rubbed the center of his brows, put the matter aside, and asked about the serious matter, "Where is mother?"

Dai Fu said: "Madame and Miss are enjoying flowers in the garden."

Wen Tian nodded, got up with a tired body after a hangover, washed and changed into clean clothes, and went to the garden.Now that we have found the place where Wenboli Tibetans are located, it is better to tell my mother sooner rather than later.

Fu Youqin and Wen Shuyue were admiring the flowers in the gazebo in the garden. Wen Tian hurried over, and before he could speak, Fu Youqin stopped him and gave him a scolding, "Drinking hurts your health, look at your blue eyes... "

Wen Tian touched his eyes subconsciously, looked at his mother and sister who showed concern, hesitated for a moment, and waved back, saying in a deep voice, "Mother, I found someone."

Fu Youqin was stunned for a moment before she realized, the smile on her face faded, "Where is he?"

"On Zhuangzi over Hongfa Temple, people are hiding in the Shantang."

Wen Shuyue next to her was confused, "What are you talking about?"

Fu Youqin looked at the bewildered daughter, and sighed slightly. Sooner or later, she would have to know, and she didn't hide it, and said bluntly, "Your father raised a concubine."

The expression on Wen Shuyue's face ranged from bewildered to shocked to unbelievable, "How could it be..."

Fu Youqin held the hands of the two children and patted them comfortingly, "Leave the next thing to me, and I will ask someone to check it out."

Wen Shuyue was still immersed in the shock and couldn't speak, Wen Tian pursed her lips, and asked hesitantly: "Will mother... make peace?"

Unexpectedly, he would ask this question. Fu Youqin paused for a moment, then smiled faintly, "Do you think so?"

Wen Tian nodded seriously, "This house should have been named Fu."

"Good boy, mother knows what to do." Fu Youqin stroked his head affectionately. In this short period of time, Wen Tian grew up rapidly from an innocent and ignorant boy. Fu Youqin didn't know what happened in the middle, but like this But the mother didn't want to see the changes. She would rather her two children live innocently for the rest of their lives than have to face such dirty private affairs in the back house at a young age.

Now that she said that, Fu Youqin didn't let Wen Tian get in touch with this matter again. She asked the housekeeper to find someone to go to Hongfa Temple to investigate, and then she started to count the properties under Wen Boli's name.These were entrusted to Wen Boli by the two elders of the Fu family before their death. Fu Youqin had always trusted Wen Boli out of consideration for maintaining the relationship between husband and wife, and had never interfered. But now that he has a new plan, Things that should be settled should also be clearly calculated.

Calculating the time based on previous years' experience, Wen Boli will not be back until about half a month away.

Fu Youqin has been extraordinarily busy these two days, Wen Tian could hardly see her people, the servants had already been instructed once, and the atmosphere in the mansion was inexplicably tense, she took the housekeeper to transfer all the accounts of the shop and Zhuangzi to re-account, the more calculations More problems are found.

Wen Tian couldn't see anyone, and didn't know the specific situation. This time, they were fully prepared to take the initiative to attack, but he still had no idea.People don't fight with officials, he always thinks about Wen Boli's collusion with the government to oppress their mother and son in his last life. Some uneasy.

Since Wen Boli can bribe the government, he might as well strike first.

Wen Tian thought about it for a while, and thought it might be feasible, so he rummaged through his small treasury, and Wen Tian asked Dai Fu to send invitations to several village elders.It is better to have a good relationship with these people in advance than to be unprepared in the previous life.

On February [-]th, Wen Tian held a banquet in Fuxi Building. Several village elders were invited. The invitation was in the name of Wen Boli. Without changing his expression, he politely invited them to sit down.

He was wearing a black brocade robe today, his hair was neatly tied up with a crown, and he pursed his lips without smiling, which was a bit more imposing than usual.The servants served tea one by one, Wen Tian took a sip from the teacup, and began to play Tai Chi with a few old fried dough sticks.

These village elders are all good people, Wen Tian didn't get straight to the point, and after going around in circles with them for a long time, he finally brought up the serious matter. Needless to say, Dai Fu put a small plate on the table, There were three wooden boxes on the plate, which made a heavy sound when placed on the table.

There was a smile on the face of the old man, his eyes fell on the wooden box as if there was nothing there, Wen Huang took a sip of tea slowly, and asked Daifu to deliver the wooden box to the three of them, "The three come here, little one A small gift is not a respect."

After a few words of polite refusal, the old man put the things into his arms.

When they saw Wen Tian, ​​they didn't take it seriously. They had also heard about the young son of the Wen family, he was a soft and innocent young man, but being famous was not as good as meeting them. They felt that the young master of the Wen family might not be exactly what the rumors said. Same.

If they were inclined towards Wen Boli before, then after meeting Wen Huang, the steelyard that was tilted in their hearts gradually tilted back.

The wily and calculating Wen Boli and the fledgling Wen Tian, ​​which one is more beneficial to them, they naturally have a scale.

Reaching a temporary consensus, Wen Tian came out of Fuxi Tower, rubbed his stiff face, and suddenly a familiar voice came from beside him, "What are you looking for with those village elders?"

When Wen Tian turned his head, he saw Chu Xiangtian leaning on the pillar with his hands in his arms and looking at him.

Lowering his eyes, Wen Tian explained to him softly: "Wen Boli is very close to them."

Chu Xiangtian immediately understood what he meant, the young master was afraid that Wen Boli and the people from the government would oppress them, so he came to clear up the relationship in advance.

"Don't worry." Chu Xiangtian walked in front of him, reached out and rubbed his head, "They won't be dancing for a few days."