Shangguan, don't run!

As the saying goes: "It is difficult to have both loyalty and filial piety."

It can be seen that it is very difficult to have the best of both worlds.Wen Qing has a deep understanding of this.

Today is her father’s memorial day, every year on this day, no matter how busy—of course Wen Qing has nothing to do—the mother and daughter of the Wen family have to turn off all work and entertainment, and go back to the old house to serve Wen’s father. A few sticks of incense will also allow Father Wen, who is above heaven, to enjoy the "family happiness".

This has become the practice of writers.

The Wen family is thin, not to mention the distant relatives, the only ones nearby are their wife and Wen Lan.

Wen Lan has been studying abroad all year round, and occasionally returns to China, and when Father Wen's funeral comes, he will rush back to the old house.

It stands to reason that she should have gone back with Wen Qing today, but something like this happened the day before.She didn't regret having hit her forehead with blood, of course it would be the best if Lu Jingchen could feel sorry for her.Wen Lan was worried that once her aunt, who loved her more than her own, knew about it, with her aunt's skillful eyesight, she might not let it go. It would be strange if she didn't investigate clearly the troubles that caused Lu Jingchen.

Even if she was a powerful person in her previous life and held the whole world in her hands, she is just an ordinary person in this life, and her family background is barely better than that of ordinary people.

As an ordinary person, it is natural to have the consciousness of an ordinary person, and it is necessary to be cautious.Didn't she also start as an ordinary person in her previous life?

last night.

"Sister Lan, are you really not going back to the old house tomorrow?" Wen Qing scratched her head worryingly.

Wen Lan looked at her.Is there a problem?Don't you want me to go back?

"It's not good for Second Aunt to worry about it?" It's not good for me to worry about Jingchen's safety, is it?This is what she has in mind.

"But..." Wen Qing continued to scratch her head, hesitated to speak.

The corner of Wen Lan's mouth twitched, and she grabbed her restless paw.Beautiful hair, all scratched.What if you scratch your scalp and get a bacterial infection?If you are infected, you have to take medicine, and if it gets serious, you have to take a bottle.How painful is it to get a needle with a hanging bottle?What if the blood comes back?What if the hygiene of the needle tube is not up to standard, and you get some other messy diseases?

Wen Lan didn't realize at all that she now had the mentality of being a mother.

Raising children is a hassle!Although, this child is almost catching up with his own size.

"But what?" Wen Lan squinted at Wen Qing, thinking what a pity, why doesn't she look like me at all?It looks like Second Aunt, no wonder, the little baby was born by Second Aunt.It's so sad, why didn't I get reincarnated as Second Aunt?

So wow, cloning or something is messed up.Why else is the use of cloning technology restricted? The ethics of this generation are too messy

"You and Shangguan are at home...well," Wen Qing pointed her finger confidently, "you won't bully her, will you?"

your sister!The corners of Wen Lan's mouth twitched even harder——

I thought you were worried that your old lady would be injured and no one would take care of her. You made a fuss for a long time because you were afraid that your old lady would be angry with your daughter-in-law!

"What if I bully her?" Wen Lan said deliberately.Then he watched Wen Qing's little face distorted in pain——

cute!I really want to squeeze it!

"Sister Lan, please don't mind me!" Wen Qing leaned forward to beat Wen Lan's legs, shoulders and waist.

Wen Lan closed her eyes and enjoyed it as a matter of course.

Wen Qing continued to try to please her, and moved her affectionately: "Shangguan is so pitiful! Such a good-looking person, his memory has been taken away..."

Wen Lan's back stiffened, and Wen Qing wanted to bite her tongue, and quickly changed her words: "Of course, sister Lan, you are also very pitiful. But you are still bleeding from a knock, and you are still worse than Shangguan... This is like the same It's all a problem with the leg, Shangguan just replaced it with a prosthetic, and you have a broken bone."

You just broke a bone!

Wen Lan is angry!

Bah bah bah!It wasn't you, your sister broke the bone.

"Ah!" On the other side of the city, Li Ziwei, who was playing with Little Lailai in her bedroom, suddenly sneezed.

After Wen Qing finished speaking, she also felt that her analogy was inappropriate, so she said "Bah, Bah, Bah" three times, and salivated on Wen Lan with a smile: "For my sake, sister, don't be as knowledgeable as Shangguan."

Wen Lan lowered her head slightly, staring at the little face that looked even more pure under the moonlight, her heart softened.

Well, it can be considered.What is the identity of sister?Will bully that woman?Price drop!

But it's nice to have a heart-to-heart talk.

As Wen Lan thought about it, a cold light shone from the corner of her eyes.

early morning.

"Here, this is Shangguan's anti-inflammatory medicine." Wen Qing said, pushing a beautiful small plate with a few pills in front of Shangguan Orange.

"This is Sister Lan's medicine, don't take it as a fool." Wen Qing returned a small porcelain white dish to Wen Lan in a good-tempered manner.

Wen Lan glanced at the plate in front of Shangguan Orange, and roared in his heart: Why don't you give me that beautiful one!The little bastard who married his wife and forgot his mother!

"Thank you!" Shangguan Cheng smiled.Her fever subsided a long time ago, but Wen Qing was worried and insisted that she take anti-inflammatory drugs for another two days.

Shangguan is still gentle, but you don't have to thank me all the time.

Wen Qing stared at Shangguan Orange, feeling happy in her heart, the feeling of being needed by Shangguan was very good, very good.

She clasped her palms together and said to the two beautiful women on the left and the right: "Today is my father's memorial day, and I have to go back to the old house. I will hurry back as soon as possible. You two are at home, and you must live together peacefully." , don't be awkward, don't quarrel, as the saying goes, 'Don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face,', don't look at the Buddha's face, look at my face..."

Both women squinted at her with hygiene balls at the same time.

Uh... Wen Qing knew she was being wordy, so she wisely shut up.

"Anyway, both of you should stay at home obediently, and call me anytime you need anything..."

"I'm hungry." Wen Lan didn't look at her directly, and directly aimed at the steamed buns on the table.

"Me too." Shangguan Cheng was really hungry.

Uh... Is my sister so disgusted?Wen Qing really wanted to cry.

"Okay, let's eat." Wen Qing was dejected, and the enthusiasm that was no less than reading the inaugural speech was poured with ice by the two women.

Shangguan Cheng has always eaten quietly, unless Wen Qing harassed her, she would abide by the rule of "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep".

Like every morning, she arranged two chopsticks gracefully, picked up a small steamed bun with her hand, and was about to stuff it into her mouth to sacrifice to the temple of five internal organs.

"Wan'er!"

Boom——

The little bun on Shangguan Cheng's chopsticks could not withstand the acceleration of gravity and fell directly into the rice bowl in front of her.

That sound just now was no less than a bolt from the blue to her.Wen Lan...are you calling her?Was it...Wen Lan shouting?Is it really not her hallucination?

Shangguan Cheng's head was numb, his body was stiff, his pulse was gone, and even his heart stopped beating.

"Look at this dirty bowl." Wen Lan shoved her job bowl to Wen Qing in disgust, "Qing Qing, is this how you live?"

She's saying "Wan'er"?Are you talking about "bowl"?Shangguan Orange didn't dare to look at Wen Lan, she was afraid of revealing her inner panic.

Wen Qing helped her forehead.

"Sister, can you not be surprised? I see you scared Shangguan." Isn't it because the bowl was not cleaned?Wouldn't it be enough to change it?Those who are still "wan'er" and "wan'er", those who don't know think you have fetishism.

"Shangguan, are you okay? My sister is just like that, neurotic..."

"It's okay." Shangguan Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss Shangguan didn't sleep well last night? Her face was pale." Wen Lan pursed her lips.

Is it over?Wen Qing was helpless.This is still at home.I can't imagine what it would be like without her at home.

But she can't put Shangguan on her belt, can she?On her father's memorial day, if she dared to bring Shangguan back to the old house, wouldn't her mother beat her up?

"Don't worry, don't worry, there are plenty of buns." Wen Qing took another bun for Shangguan Cheng and said softly.

Look at this little face.Wen Lan glanced at Shangguan Orange's forced composure, and sneered secretly.

"Qingqing, I want to dip in the seasoning." Wen Lan held another empty bowl and held it out in front of Wen Qing.

If you want to dip in the seasoning, you can find the seasoning yourself!I am not seasoning.

Taking photos of her cousin's lust|power, Wen Qing had no choice but to become Xiaoshou.

"What ingredients do you want?"

"Vinegar." Wen Lan answered it as a matter of course.

Wen Qing & Shangguan Orange: "..."

Wen Qing finished her meal, cleaned the dishes, and appeased the two elders before going downstairs to pick up the car in anxiety.

For the first hour, the two uncles were still in peace.

Shangguan Cheng had a hunch that Wen Lan was weird, and she was afraid she would cause trouble. As soon as Wen Qing left, she hid in the guest room with her notebook in her arms.

Wen Lan was much calmer than her, she never left the kitchen at all.

Shangguan Orange's eyes fell on the laptop screen, and his ears were already pricked up.

What is she messing with?There was a tinkle, and occasionally the hum of a machine.

Was she calling "Wan'er" just now?If so, how did she know?Could it be that she saw some flaws?It doesn't make sense.

There are not many people who can call themselves "Wan'er" so familiarly, and they are all from previous lives.

Is it—

Shangguan Cheng couldn't help shivering, could it be that Wen Lan also traveled through time?

So, who is she?Empress Wei?Princess Anping?Li Xian?Wu Chengsi?Or... Li Longji?

Shangguan Cheng couldn't figure it out.

In any case, she never imagined that it would be the God in her heart——

How could her god be this virtuous?Don't be too strong against the sense of harmony!

"Miss Shangguan." Wen Lan leaned on the door frame of the guest room with her shoulders in her arms.

Shangguan Cheng froze.She raised her head mechanically, glanced at Wen Lan's slender figure, and subconsciously turned her face away.

"Miss Wen."

Wen Lan smiled: "Miss Shangguan, don't be so ignorant, just call me 'Sister Lan' with Qingqing."

Shangguan was silent.

Tell me not to meet others, why do you still have the nerve to call me "Miss Shangguan"?

"Sister Lan." Shangguan Cheng said lightly.She is well versed in the way of life, it is difficult for a strong dragon to overwhelm a snake, so don't hold back when you bow your head.

Wen Lan was slightly satisfied, and her smile deepened two points: "It's been a long time since I haven't seen Miss Shangguan, so I wonder if I can treat her face to a cup of coffee? I just made it."

Shangguan Chengxin said, What an old fox!What can she say?What can I say?If she reaches out and doesn't hit the smiling person, can she say "don't reward the face"?

"Then thank you, Sister Lan." Shangguan Cheng said gracefully, put on his shoes, and followed Wen Lan to the living room.

By the way, what is coffee?

Shangguan Cheng was worried.

This guy won't pour Mongolian sweat medicine on himself while Wen Qing is not at home, will he?

Shangguan Cheng silently shook off the cold sweat from his brow.

"Miss Shangguan has always liked latte, I made it specially, I hope you like it." Wen Lan said, and put a beautiful cup and tray on the coffee table in front of Shangguan Cheng.

"Sister Lan is bothering you." Shangguan Orange nodded and smiled.

The dark brown liquid was still steaming hot.

The corner of Shangguan Cheng's mouth twitched inadvertently, and she instantly thought of the "Coke" she was coaxed to drink when she first met Wen Lan.

Swallowed hard.Today, she won't die miserably, will she?No way?

"Please."

Shangguan Orange nodded, and took a sip bravely. It was a little bitter, a little hot, a little sour, and a little sweet... People in this world are really strange, they always make strange things to drink.

"How?" Wen Lan looked at her expectantly, "I haven't cooked it for a long time, and I don't know if it suits Miss Shangguan's taste."

Shangguan Cheng gracefully put down the cup and squeezed out a gentle smile: "Very good, I like it very much."

Wen Lan smiled: "Just like it. Ms. Shangguan is really interested in latte."

Not long after, when Wen Qing was in a coffee shop with Wen Qing, Wen Qing specially ordered her a cappuccino and said, "I'd rather order your favourite." That's when Shangguan Cheng realized what a thief Wen Lan was.

I still smiled at her back then, and expressed my gratitude!

Shangguan Cheng just wanted to poke his eyes.