The morning sun of crossing

After lying in the room for several days, apart from the two servants who delivered meals, only Wen Chenyi would come over occasionally.

While missing his parents and brother, Wen Chenxu also understood from the words of the people around him that the dream he thought was probably the memory of this body.

Although through those memories, he knew that the owner of this body should have died after falling off the horse, but Wen Chenxu still felt a little sorry for occupying his body for nothing.

While recalling those messy memories, Wen Chenxu heard someone outside the door shout: "Third young master."

Then, the door was pushed open, and an eleven or twelve-year-old boy walked in quickly.As soon as he came in, he walked directly to the bed, glanced at the bed, and said in a surprised tone: "Ah! I thought they were joking, so you really became crippled?"

If Wen Chenxu didn't understand why that "big brother" was so inconsistent before, after seeing those memories, he vaguely understood.

Although this family is also surnamed Wen, it is not the same as the simple family of four he had back then.The oldest person in this family is the Wen family's grandmother, followed by Master Wen, and Mrs. Wen, the mother of this body, passed away many years ago.The eldest brother and the third younger brother in front of him were both born to concubines, and they are not from the same mother as "him".

Although he didn't understand why men in ancient times divided their children into different classes, Wen Chenxu, who knew a little about ancient common sense, knew that in ancient times, the eldest son was the most respected.

However, his body is clearly a legitimate son, but no one cared about him after his legs were crippled. Except for the two servants around him, even his own father and grandmother didn't come to visit him. Wen Chenxu really felt that he couldn't think of the reason.

Seeing that he didn't lose his temper because of his words, and even ignored him, Wen Chenli was a little unhappy.

Just as he was about to say something, he glanced at the two servants waiting in a corner from the corner of his eye, then slightly bent over and whispered, "Wen Chenxu, don't you even lose your ears?"

Mingming is not very old, but his speech is so ugly.Even though he is very well-behaved, even though Wen Chenxu really wanted a younger brother from the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to pay any attention to him at this moment.

Seeing that he had said a few words, but he didn't even look straight at him, Wen Chenli's heart burst into flames.

They have already become useless people, so what qualifications do they have to act proudly and disdain others.Thinking of this, he didn't bother to hide any more, and said loudly: "Wen Chenxu, I think your ears and mouth are useless together with your legs! Look at your virtue lying on the bed now, heh, you were just a well-known dandy in the capital before. , in the future, it should be a famous waste in the capital, right?"

Wen Chenxu never cared about what insignificant people said.He likes to say whatever he likes, it's his saliva that is wasted left and right, but he doesn't feel pain or itching.

Seeing the second young master lying on the bed with his eyes closed, while the third young master was sarcastically speaking, the two newly transferred servants lowered their heads, but they had some thoughts in their hearts.

He talked mockingly and sarcastically for a long time, but the person who was told just closed his eyes and rested, and he might not even hear what he said clearly.The feeling of hitting the cotton with a punch made Wen Chenli, who was obviously here to hit someone, feel furious. With a glance, he picked up a teacup on the wooden table by the bed and was about to throw it forward to see if he was hit by it. Will it remain indifferent.

"Little Li, what are you doing?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Wen Chenli let go of his hand, the cup fell and hit the edge of the bed, and then the pieces scattered on the ground with a bang.

"Brother." Looking down at the debris on the ground, Wen Chenli realized what he almost did just now, and yelled guilty.

Wen Chenyi glared at him, and walked over in two steps, "Xiaoli is young and playful and has no sense, I will apologize on his behalf, second brother, don't bother with him."

"You didn't hit him again, brother, why are you apologizing?" Wen Chenli pulled him and said disapprovingly.

Glancing at him warningly, motioning him to shut up, Wen Chenyi said a few more words for him before becoming concerned: "Is Second Brother better today?"

Wen Chenxu opened his eyes, "I'm tired."

Hearing what he said, Wen Chenyi nodded, "Then you have a good rest, Xiao Li and I will come and see you when we are free." After speaking, he ordered the servant to clean up the tiles on the ground, and dragged Wen Chenli out.

After leaving the courtyard, Wen Chenli shook off his hand, and shouted incomprehensibly, "Brother, why are you still being so kind to him even after he's been crippled?"

"Confused!" Wen Chenyi scolded, and then said: "If your behavior just now gets out, how will you let outsiders talk about it?"

As soon as he reminded him, Wen Chenli also knew that he was impulsive, but he was still a little unhappy and said: "Who made that person crippled and still look so annoying..."

Seeing him lowering his head and still muttering, Wen Chenyi shook his head and said helplessly: "He's already useless, you don't care what he looks like, and don't talk about any other trash in the future. If people hear what he says!"

"I know, I know." Wen Chenli replied perfunctorily, and ran away quickly.

In the room, Wen Chenxu, who said he was tired, asked someone to help him up after the boy cleaned up the tiles on the floor.

"What's your order, young master?" A servant asked after helping him up.

Wen Chenxu said, "What's your name?"

"Little Qingyi."

"Little Qinger."

Wen Chenxu looked over, the tall one was Qingyi, and the short one was Qinger.

After recognizing the person, Wen Chenxu asked them to bring some things for him. After the two went, he took out the golden unicorn found under the pillow and played with it in his hand.

He is still here after so many days, and Wen Chenxu has no hope of going back, so he can only say sorry to the owner of this body, and live a good life with him.

Brother Wen Chenyi only came here in the morning, but unexpectedly someone came to visit again in the afternoon.

"Is Chen Xu feeling better now? Mother has been busy with the affairs of the house these two days, so I have time to come and see you today."

Looking at the young woman who came suddenly with a group of maidservants in front of him, Wen Chenxu's tone was full of doubts, "Didn't my mother die a long time ago?"

He asked this question entirely because Mrs. Wen had already passed away in his memory, but Mr. Wen didn't seem to have remarried.Listening to the self-proclaim of the person in front of him now, he has some doubts whether the memories he saw were wrong.

Although his expression is not very good when he claims to be so in the past, he usually ignores it. Today, when he asked such a rhetorical question, the young woman who thought he was deliberately mocking her froze.

If it wasn't for the law that stipulated that concubines could not be supported as wives, given how much my aunt loved her and my cousin loved Yi'er and Li'er, Mrs. Wen's name would definitely belong to her.It's not like it is now, although the house's internal affairs are all in her hands, but in the end it's just a Mrs. Lian with a bad name and a bad name.

There was some resentment in her heart, and after a while she smiled and said: "I have always regarded you, Chen Xu, as my own son, and you are the same as Yi'er and Li'er in my heart."

In this way, Wen Chenxu suddenly realized that she was the mother of Wen Chenyi and Wen Chenli.

Although I hated him because of the problem just now, I thought that I came here mainly to wipe out the morning's incident for my family Lier, so as not to spread the reputation of "disrespecting my brother".Madam Lian said softly again: "By the way, I heard that Li'er came over this morning because you ignored him and made trouble here?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Mrs. Lian continued: "He! You know that he has such a temper, but there is nothing malicious about it."

"If he really upset you in the morning, don't bother with him as a brother."

Wen Chenxu didn't care at all, seeing her keep talking about this, so he said "hmm" casually.

Seeing that he finally agreed, Mrs. Lian smiled with satisfaction, and said with concern: "I was too busy before and didn't have time to ask, Chen Xu, what happened to you this time? And where are the little servants around you?" Is it? Who are those people who sent you back?"

Hearing those familiar questions, Wen Chenxu turned his head and glanced at her, then lowered his head and fiddled with the jade bead string on his wrist.

If you really care, you can check those problems before he wakes up, right?

Seeing that he didn't seem to want to say more, Madam Lian looked at him inquiringly, and then said: "No matter what happens, I can always talk to my family."

Seeing that he kept his head down, Mrs. Lian first wondered why he suddenly changed his temper, and then thought about the blow he had suffered, and then she understood.

Although I think it's strange that he came back from a sudden serious injury, but no matter what the reason is, he has already been crippled.

After looking at him for a while, thinking that being a father doesn't care about her son anymore, she just needs to make up her mind.Seeing Mrs. Lian who couldn't ask anything, she said, "If you don't want to tell me, I won't ask any more. But since everyone around you is gone, these two young men in the room alone are not enough. I will give you another one later." Leave a few servants, and if you need anything, just ask someone to come and tell me." After speaking, he cared a few more words, and left after leaving a few maidservants.

Watching Mrs. Lian leave, seeing the young master still sitting on the bed playing with the jade bead string in his hand, the two young servants looked at each other, Qing Yi stepped forward to ask a question, and signaled the maid standing in the room to follow him out.

After everyone had left, Wen Chenxu reached out and touched his leg. The knee still hurt a lot, but he couldn't move his leg.

Putting the jade bead string on his wrist again, Wen Chenxu glanced at the things he had prepared by the bedside, reached out and took the wooden board and put it on the brocade quilt, then took a piece of paper and spread it on the wooden board, and then carefully held it. Draw casually with a brush.

No matter when, painting always makes him feel relaxed.

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