The group pet green tea dressed as cannon fodder really young master

The other cadres felt guilty. After all, those who have surfed the Internet a little know that "tea art master" is not a good word on the Internet. Their colleague just slapped his head and settled down, saying that this word is good, and then summed it up. The contribution made by Wencha also includes the "tea" in Wencha's name, which is perfect.

He hurriedly printed it out and wanted to give it to warm tea.After they dissuaded him, he was still unwilling to sneak over.

I don't know if warm tea will be angry.

There was no look of embarrassment or anger on the young man's face. Instead, he took a step forward, held the uncle's hand behind his back and shook each other with him: "Uncle, you are really my bosom friend, you know me so well!"

other people:?Why can't I understand the young people of today?

The uncle is very happy to be affirmed, and the warm tea is also very satisfied, both parties are happy:

Wen Cha didn't lie, he really thought the pennant was pretty good, and it was a high-level summary and praise of his life.

"Uncle, don't worry, I'll hang it in my room and take a picture for you when I get home." Wen Cha was especially supportive.

The uncle laughed so hard that his eyes disappeared, and he said three good words: "As long as you like it."

"Recently, tea delivery is busy. We are in a hurry to go back and continue delivery, so we won't bother you." The uncle said goodbye to Wen Cha reluctantly. The sales volume in the backstage was boosted, and a pennant was ordered overnight and sent to Wencha.

Wen Cha said goodbye politely: "Okay Uncle, if you need anything, please contact me anytime, and I will help if I can."

The uncle was really touched, and his ideological awareness was really high: "When will I think of any better four words, and I will order a pennant for you. Don't worry, it's more than that. I'll see if I can help you What kind of honor did you apply for or let a reporter come to interview you, waiting for Uncle Ha.”

After the two said goodbye enthusiastically, the uncle and the others left in a car. Wen Cha was in a good mood holding a pennant, humming a song and walking into the house, and met the director with a complicated expression.

Wen Cha asked, "What's the matter?"

The director breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the world has been occupied by the fragrance of tea, and green tea has won a staged victory, which is a bit magical, but very reasonable.He shook his head, strolled to the gravel road in front of the house, and went to think about life.

Wen Cha had no idea, so he followed the director's pace and sat down next to him: "Director, move a little bit for me."

The director moved his buttocks reluctantly.

Today's sun is warm, making people drowsy and very comfortable.

He was in a bad mood when the director didn't come to do something for a day, and asked maliciously, "Don't you feel that you are isolated by them?"

"Is there?" Wen Cha was puzzled.

The director said: "Didn't you realize that these days they are mysterious, they always go out together but always avoid you. They don't take you with them, and they don't tell you anything if they want to discuss it."

After he finished speaking, he stared closely at Wen Cha's face, poking secretly and waiting for Wen Cha to break his defense.

Coincidentally, other guests just came towards them, and a group of people appeared at the end of the road, obviously they came back from doing something together.

Now that Wen Cha has seen it with his own eyes, he will always find that he has been abandoned by everyone unknowingly.

The director smiled wretchedly.

Who knew that Wen Cha squinted at them, and his plump little face was full of sympathy: "Really? It seems that isolating me is a very tiring thing."

The director didn't understand: "What kind of brain circuit is this?"

"Look at them all looking disheartened, they must have gone to work together, thank you for isolating me." Wen Cha lay flat and confident.

The director did not give up: "Don't you wonder what they are doing?"

Wen Cha fingered the grass that came out of the cracks in the stone: "I'm not curious."

The director successfully broke the defense.

When Yin Yu and the others saw Wen Cha and the director, they all stopped and hesitated for a second, but it was too late to hide, so they could only bite the bullet and walked forward: "Xiao Cha, you are basking in the sun."

Director: ... Can't you see that I'm such a big person?

Wen Cha nodded, and his tone was as flat as the weather: "The director asked me if I was curious about what you guys were going to do?"

Unexpectedly, Wen Cha asked directly, and the director broke out in a cold sweat.

K University is a tall man, and the little brother who is said to have practiced free combat sneered: "Director, I will chat with you later."

The director closed his eyes in pain, so why did he provoke Wen Cha with his cheap talk?

Yin Yu's face was unnatural for a second, and he quickly managed to cover it up: "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, we still lack some raw materials, but we don't have enough money, so we can't exchange all the things with the program team, so we went to talk to the program team again. The villagers are working. You have helped us a lot, and I don’t want to trouble you anymore. I wanted you to rest for a while, but I didn’t tell you.”

Most of the money they tried to earn last time was cheated by the unscrupulous program group with clearly marked prices and empty hands in exchange for the camera or paint in the suitcase. This reason is very reasonable.

Wen Cha wrote: "If you want money, I can share it with you."

During the last live broadcast, the money that the second live broadcast rewarded him was a huge sum of money earned by the guests. Anyway, he, a half-hearted artist, probably wouldn't spend much money, so it's better to share it with them.

Behind Yin Yu, a young lady from the art department burst into tears: "Cha Bao, you are so kind, no need, we can do our best, we can't always rely on you."

"Okay." Wen Cha didn't ask any more questions, and continued to worry about what he had to hand in. Now he is like a scumbag who has gone crazy on the eve of homework and has to make up homework but can't write and has no answers. Homework sighed.

After he took the money to redeem the camera, he took a lot of scenes recording the countryside, and it is not impossible to edit them into a simple landscape documentary.But Wen Cha always thinks that although it has a good color tone and a good composition, it is beautiful and has no soul.

"Little tea, don't worry." Grandma Chen gently patted the warm tea, and handed him a freshly washed jujube.

He took a mouthful of jujubes with warm tea, and the crisp feeling was particularly refreshing. He rubbed Grandma Chen's soft padded clothes: "Okay, grandma is the best."

Grandma Chen is good in various senses.

When she was young, she was admitted to university and gave up the richness of the city and returned to the town to teach. When she was old, she returned to live in Xinghua Village and donated her salary for many years.

Grandma Chen is gentle, graceful, and kind. She has both a classical temperament and the fortitude of a modern woman. Wen Cha especially admires her.

Wen Cha's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Grandma Chen's sleeve: "Grandma, are you free to do me a favor?"

On the day before the recording was about to end, and the night before they were going to submit their works, Yin Yu mysteriously pulled out the warm tea they had been editing in front of the computer for two days.

"What's the matter?" Wen Cha wrapped the red scarf tightly. He was used to wearing this scarf recently. It was a bit ugly, but it was very warm, so let's just use it.

For the first time, Yin Yu didn't answer questions about warm tea: "Guess."

Wen Cha made an irresponsible guess: "Well...we are going to attack the director at night?"

Yin Yu: ...you and the director really have an endless love-hate relationship.

Well, seeing his expression, Wen Cha regretted knowing that he had guessed it, so he didn't guess any further, and let Yin Yu lead him to the destination.

Looking at this route, it seems to be going to the lake?

After several walks around, Yin Yu secretly turned his head back several times for fear that Wen Cha would not want to go, but fortunately Wen Cha followed him to his destination quietly.

"Warm tea." He called out his name, his voice trembling.

He felt as nervous as a kid who wanted to confess his love. Of course, he didn't have that kind of affection for warm tea, but who said friendship couldn't be as important as love.

The wind blows the hair on Wen Cha's forehead, which is very moving.

Yin Yu plucked up his courage and said, "We have a gift for you!"

"Dangdang." Suddenly, small clusters of lights lit up by the lake, like stars falling into the lake.

The guests jumped out one after another, holding fairy wands, and in the middle of them surrounded a small castle made of sand and stones.There is also a wooden carving on the castle, which is about the height of Wen Cha's legs. It is a q version of a little prince with a red scarf.

The ladies and Wen Cha sweetly confessed: "A gift for you."

After so many days of warm tea meals, they felt grateful, so they discussed what to send warm tea.But as far as warm tea is concerned, there is no shortage of anything, they can only gather their own strength and give him the whole heart.

In just a few days, learn architectural knowledge and build a small castle.

The little fairy prince should be so flashy.

"Thank you, I like it very much." Wen Cha sincerely apologized for being stuffed with a bouquet of carefully selected wild flowers picked by the roadside.

"We are sincere!" The young lady replied excitedly.

Warm tea is like a little sun.

In the past, Yin Yu hated playing the role of the sun in the crowd the most, because they were dazzling but too dazzling to him, and the vicious sunlight would hurt him unintentionally.

But warm tea is different. You can look up at him, close your eyes and enjoy the warm sunshine. The whole person is warmed by the sun, so you have a good mood for the day.

Yin Yu regretted many times that he met Wen Cha as a user. Although he didn't make use of him in the end, his first impression made him not a perfect and good person in the worldly sense. He was very worried that Wen Cha would not like him. .

Wen Cha is so arrogant and cute, it taught him what it means to be firm and confident, and it is his light.

Well, although Wen Cha himself didn't notice it, and if he knew it, he would be able to cock his tail for a long time in the future.

"It's too cold!" A little brother ruined the atmosphere, "Let's go, go back to rest, and come back tomorrow. Our castle still has a lot of details, so we can see it better during the day."

A photography lady shook the camera up and down: "I'll cut a vlog when I go back."

Everyone was full of joy in their hearts about escaping from the prison. They didn't sleep much the night before, but they woke up refreshed the next day.

Wen Cha specially wore a red scarf to express his joy.

The host was also beaming, and finally he was about to send off these ancestors: "Today is our last day in Xinghua Village. During the ten days of company, I believe you must feel the enthusiasm and kindness of the people in Xinghua Village and experience the interesting customs of Xinghua Village. , then the next step is our product acceptance time, and we once again invited fellow villagers to vote for our work."

Under the director's threatening eyes, the host reluctantly patched it up: "Attention fellow villagers, you are voting for your favorite work, not for your favorite person."

Hidden poking to prevent the scene from becoming a one-sided blind date with warm tea again.

It has to be said that, except for the vase-warm tea classmate invited by the director to be the topic of conversation, the other students are very capable and have given full play to their professional skills, such as oil paintings recording the scenery of the village, a song combined with local folk songs or a piece of music. A forest of lifelike woodcarvings.The villagers are also very face-saving, and once a guest comes out, they give warm applause.

Wen Cha edited it into a character documentary, everyone on the film knew the person, it was Grandma Chen, and everyone laughed out of good intentions, Grandma Chen was embarrassed at first, then held back her embarrassment and raised her head, expressing that she couldn't lose it own home field.

The story of an independent woman growing up with the village, born here, raised here, and old here, shows the folk customs, life and food of Xinghua Village through her eyes.

The majors are similar, and the director will inevitably bring some evaluation angles when looking at Wen Cha’s works. It seems that after a long time, Wen Cha’s most powerful thing is the application of light, shadow and tone, and the introduction of sound is also just right. If the equipment is not too rubbish, Without a clear original sound, the effect is estimated to be better, and it can make the human voice more immersive.

So far, the Buddhist guests who have been tossed by the show have long ignored winning or losing, and are very calm blowing rainbow farts about each other's works.

"Tea Bao can replace the director, it's awesome."

"I'm not bragging. Bao hasn't stayed up all night for nothing these days. This work is quite mature."

"I don't understand what you're talking about. As a layman, I think I'm very moved."

Director: ... I was rejected by you again, right?

The staff was still counting the votes, when Yin Yu suddenly raised his hand: "Can the work we collaborated with enter the competition?"

It was the gift for warm tea that they made together. They didn't hide it from the camera, but asked the insider to hide it from the warm tea. So the director has always been very clear about their gift of warm tea, and because he wanted to take the opportunity to sow discord, he was arrested Had a good "education".

The villagers walked around the village every day, and they immediately realized: "Is it that sand sculpture?"

"What sand sculpture, it's a castle, you old-fashioned one."

"Hey, I've seen it before. It's great, it's very big, and it's very impressive."

"Yeah, it's bigger than the current one, and it's shiny and pretty."

"That one also participates, then I will definitely vote for it!"

The simple aesthetics of the villagers: big and bright, it must be a good thing.

Ever since, after adding the voting option of "Castle", it surpassed the original original song and deservedly became the current No.1.

The original No.1 winner was not angry either, and cheerfully applauded along with the audience.

Director: I don't understand, Wen Cha didn't win, why does it feel like he won so thoroughly?

No matter what the director thought, after the show ended and the villagers reluctantly said goodbye, a car parked at the gate of Xinghua Village in a low-key manner, Wen Cha ran forward with a bag, and called brother crisply.

Wen Rong's stern face softened, waiting for Wen Cha to say goodbye to the staff and guests seriously, and promised to get in the car and start the engine after the reunion in City C.

He tried to find a trace of haggardness on Wen Cha's face to show that his younger brother was not having a good life at home, and then advised his younger brother not to participate in these programs in the future.But I ate well with warm tea, and I had a long sleep last night to make up for the lack of sleep in the previous few days. I was in a very good state of mind, and my skin was so tender that I could pinch water.

On the other hand, Wen Rong himself has a slight bruise under his eyes. It's strange that he hasn't heard the sweet talk of warm tea for more than a week, and the milk doesn't taste good anymore.

He finally understood why this family couldn't live without warm tea, and regretted the idea of ​​agreeing to go out to exercise with warm tea.

For whatever exercise, his brother An An can just be a little prince with peace of mind.

"Everyone is looking forward to your early return." Wen Rong said while turning the steering wheel. In order to pick up the warm tea in person, he didn't even ask for a driver, so he must act as his younger brother's exclusive driver.

Wen Cha asked again: "Everyone?"

Wen Rong is very down-to-earth when he speaks, everyone he talks about must be everyone in the real sense, including many people.That's really strange, besides the family and a few friends, who else is looking forward to him?

Wen Rong felt a little guilty, he didn't have warm tea to control him, and unknowingly he drank coffee as water, and then used the effect of sex to stay up late at work.The boss was working overtime, and the employees, who dared to leave, were miserable, and they all looked forward to the return of warm tea.So today, Wen Rong finally came to his senses, gave them three days of paid vacation, and promised to give them a commission from the project at hand.Everyone is extremely grateful to Wencha for saving them from the fire and water, and is grateful for the existence of Wencha for making the boss full of humanity.

Wen Cha probably also thought of this, and looked at Wen Rong with a half-smile: "My brother doesn't cherish his body."

Wen Rong apologized very quickly: "I was wrong."

"Okay, it's okay, I will supervise you well."

In the original book, Wen Rong's work intensity is even worse than it is now. In addition to the pressure in the mall, he also has to clean up the mess left by the original owner, Qi Junhao, and Wen Leshui. He is just a miserable image of wiping his ass everywhere. He was so angry with those dirty things that he went straight to the hospital. He has a lot of problems at a young age.

When Wen Rong heard what he wanted to hear, he didn't feel annoyed at all, but nodded in satisfaction.

I haven't had any contact with the outside world for ten days, and I feel that the outside world is changing with each passing day, and I almost can't keep up with the trend of the times.Wen Cha picked up his mobile phone and responded with a wave of news that the savings had been made and 99 was full.

Qi Xiuzhu's message is the first one: "There is no way to pick you up, Arong is going."

In Qi Xiuzhu's eyes, Wen Rong became a brother-in-law from his peers who were a few years old. He had to change his mentality and handling of things. "The sense of crisis is aimed at you.

Coincidentally, Wen Rong also started the topic of small talk, and the first sentence he spoke was:

"What's the matter with Qi Xiuzhu and you?"

Wen Rong is not a fool to be fooled. Although his EQ is not very high, he observes all the troubles around Wen Cha with a mentality like Sherlock Holmes, and he discovered the clues with his IQ: Qi Xiuzhu overnight The investment program team also came to Xinghua Village suddenly. During the last live broadcast, they changed their ID and gave gifts, and tried to trick his brother into calling him "husband".

It's really shameless and unreasonable.

Knowing that Qi Xiuzhu was coveting warm tea, Wen Rong was so angry that he wanted to play the mantra of pure heart and great compassion in Qi Xiuzhu's ears on a loop, hoping that he would quickly escape to Buddhism and become a monk, and stop pestering his younger brother.

Although Qi Xiuzhu is not bad, even compared with the younger generation, Wen Rong still has a lot of grievances from the Qi family.

"It's okay, my uncle came to see me last time, he's so nice." Wen Cha calmly sent a good person card.

"The Qi family are not good people." Thinking of the face of the second room of the Qi family, Wen Rong snorted heavily.

"How is Qi Junhao?" Wen Cha asked.

It was said that Wen Rong's EQ was not very high, so the topic changed easily, and he didn't have any connection with Qi Xiuzhu.

Wen Rong couldn't tell from Wen Cha's face whether he had unrequited love for Qi Junhao, but he said honestly: "He has always been on the edge in the Qi family, but I always feel that he has a backhand."

Everyone has slightly different attitudes towards the two people who cheated. Everyone in Wen Leshui yelled and beat him, but for Qi Junhao, perhaps because his predecessors set up well, he only gave a slight moral condemnation, and he also had a lot of romantic history. It's really unfair to talk together.

Warm tea is not surprising, after all, Qi Junhao is the author's own son, the author's own son, and the gold finger prescribed for him is bigger than that for Wen Leshui. For capital, money is the last word, and it is simply related to xg Moral scandals may not easily sentence him to death, and he has a chance to make a comeback at any time.

But it doesn't matter, warm tea has always been patient, enjoying the slow process of the fierce, ugly and vicious prey being caught in a trap and playing with fire.

He asked again, "What about the warm water?"

Wen Leshui fainted very often, and after being sent to the hospital in the town, he never returned to the show. It was reasonable to suspect that he was pretending to be dizzy. After arguing with the show crew for a long time, he successfully quit and never came back.

Wen Cha once asked Qi Xiuzhu to go back and tell Wen Rong to investigate the matter of the appraisal agency, but what was the result?

Wen Rong understood Wen Cha's meaning: "Are you suspecting that Wen Leshui is not a child of your former adoptive parents?"

"Yeah." There was no need to see each other with Wen Rong, Wen Cha nodded generously.

"Still investigating, let's wait for the conclusion, it should be soon." What happened back then affected the whole body, and it took a long time to investigate like pulling out a root-connected plant from the mud.

And some things can be prevented before they happen, and they should have been prepared early during the investigation.

"There's nothing wrong with Wen Leshui, but the hypoglycemia is weak, and Wen Xingsheng took him back to the small apartment to live in." Wen Rong said with disdain.

Fortunately, Wen Xingsheng did not give up trying to persuade Xue Mei to take Wen Leshui to live in Wen's house, otherwise Wen Rong would not mind consulting a lawyer on how to let Wen Xingsheng move out of Wen's household registration and Wen Leshui to be a happy family. Let's get in their eyes again.

"Okay, brother, you have worked hard."

The car gradually drove towards the urban area, where skyscrapers and steel forests stood, and another kind of familiar prosperity appeared in their eyes.Wen Cha took a picture of the most iconic star building in City C and sent it to yq: "The handsome guy is back."

yq quickly responded to starting point's likes and comments, and Zheng Mingzhong's phone call immediately made people wonder if he was on the edge of the network cable every day to make trouble.

"Handsome guy, hurry up! Let's go to the racing track! Let's go to the bar! Congratulations to our handsome guy on his triumphant return, let's clean up the dust for him!" Zheng Mingzhong's loud voice could be heard from the handset without turning on the speakerphone, and Wen Rong who was sitting beside him could hear it.

That's enough, hurry up to find abuse, Wen Cha hasn't done the math with Zheng Mingzhong about lying about the military situation yet.

"Okay, see you at the racing track at [-]:[-] tomorrow night." Wen Cha said a specific time, "It can't be now, now I want to have dinner with my brother and mother."

"You don't have a younger brother, how pitiful." Wen Rong added hypocritically.

Before Zheng Mingzhong let out a loud cry, Wen Cha quickly hung up the phone and left the world clean.

Xue Mei booked a restaurant early and waited for Wen Cha's return. When Wen Cha and Wen Rong arrived at their destination, there was another beautiful lady.

Madam Qi's eyes were bright, and she greeted excitedly: "Long time no see!"

"When I replied to your message earlier, you didn't tell me that you would have dinner with me." Wen Cha sat on the chair that Wen Rong had dragged for him, and responded to Mrs. Qi.

Since Mrs. Qi had Wencha's WeChat account, she has boldly posted on it. She firmly believes that strong men are afraid of greedy women, and she sends messages to Wencha much more frequently than her son sends to Wencha.There was no reply for ten days, and the chat box seemed to say something that hadn't been said in ten years, so Wencha knew Qi's family and Qi Xiuzhu's situation well.

Mrs. Qi smiled subtly: "I just met Xiaomei."

Xue Mei was speechless: It was a coincidence that I deliberately calculated the time when I came back from warm tea, and talked with her for a long time on the phone to ask if I could add her to dinner.

No matter how insensitive people are, they will find something wrong under Mrs. Qi's direct ball attack. Xue Mei thought that Mrs. Qi suddenly became intimate with her because of the guilt of the Qi family's divorce. The meaning is not wine, but tea.

It is impossible for Mrs. Qi to marry Wen Cha, so it can only be Qi Xiuzhu.

For this godson, Xue Mei must affirm that he is one in a million excellent, and has an appearance that can make even a dog obsessed, which is very suitable for warm tea, but the bad thing is that he is Qi Junhao's uncle.The beloved son of the parents has a far-reaching plan for it.Xue Mei was worried that getting involved with a pair of uncles and nephews would harm Wen Cha because of the ethical emotions involved.

Mrs. Qi's temper is too outrageous, and she doesn't know if it's her own idea or Qi Xiuzhu also has the same idea. It seems that she has to find time to chat with Qi Xiuzhu.

The warm temperature caressed the center of her brows, Xue Mei raised her head in a daze, warm tea approached, with a concerned look: "What's wrong with mom, don't frown, there will be wrinkles."

"I have wrinkles a long time ago." Xue Mei touched the back of the child's hand to express her relief, and motioned him to sit back.

Mrs. Qi took the opportunity to be courteous: "It's okay, I have a lot of skin care products there, what do you want, Xiaomei, I will bring it to you next time."

She is so clever, and made an appointment for the next meeting.

Warm tea on the forehead: What does "it doesn't matter" mean, the best answer at this time shouldn't be "I don't see any wrinkles at all".

Xue Mei knew Mrs. Qi's character, she was so temperamental and didn't care about it, she carefully looked at Mrs. Qi's tight skin: "It seems that skin care products are really useful, thank you, let me follow suit."

Mrs. Qi triumphantly climbed up the pole: "My family is not only good in skin care products, but also in other things. It's not only beautiful but also good to people. My old man listens to me. The atmosphere is very good. It's the best choice for marrying in." .”

It was so clear that even Wen Rong could understand it.

"But you still have the eldest and the second wife, after all, they are the sons of the head of the family..." Xue Mei helplessly pressed the beaming Mrs. Qi back.

"They, don't care what they do, I'll just take care of myself." Speaking of this, Mrs. Qi rolled her eyes in disgust, she was very arrogant, "Whoever wants to make me unhappy, I will make him unhappy. If the old man If you dare to stand beside them, I will steal his money and live by myself."

Xue Mei took a deep look at her, sighed softly, and coaxed her helplessly: "Okay, I see, let's eat."

Wen Cha and Wen Rong exchanged lively looks.

Madam Qi was satisfied, and felt that the progress of bringing Wen Cha home had advanced a lot.Although she has a simple mind, she has an intuition like a small animal. She always feels that Xue Mei is a little tired and not very interested, so she pats Xue Mei's hand considerately, and gives her the small cake at hand.

Xue Mei paused for a moment, smiled and signaled her to eat more with her eyes.

The host and guest had a great meal, and after returning to the familiar room, Wen Cha threw himself on the bed, stretched himself, rolled on the soft mattress, and told Qi Xiuzhu: [Today I will be with you] Mom eats together]

[When do we eat? ] The other party asked back immediately.

Okay, I learned to ask questions along the declarative sentence.

Warm Tea ruthlessly refused: [Not for now, the schedule is full]

There is no way, the young master's charm is so great, a bunch of people have made reservations in advance, and every day after that is like rushing to the scene.So much so that male sex is just his condiment, and Qi Xiuzhu often doesn't have that much sense of presence in his life.

[What are you going to do? ] The other party asked.

[Billiards, racing cars, e-sports...] Wen Cha typed quickly, [If you want, you can come and drive as a driver. ]

The whole city of C only has the confidence to let a big man with a million-dollar income come and condescend to pick him up and send him off.

[What kind of car? ]

Just as Wen Cha was about to return the most expensive car, he suddenly stopped and came to his senses: this car is not that car.

It's ok, Qi Xiuzhu, I can talk nonsense now.

Among other things, it really suddenly aroused the itching feeling in Wen Cha's heart, a little greedy for Qi Xiuzhu's abdominal muscles.

Wen Cha sent an aggrieved expression that Green Tea loves the most:

[Then remember to take good care of your car]

It was obvious that the wheels of the car were about to run over his face, but when the tea was warm, he felt drowsy.He developed overly healthy habits in Xinghua Village, and he couldn't stay up all night, unable to enjoy a happy nightlife.

After saying goodnight to Qi Xiuzhu briefly, he warmed up the tea and washed up before going to bed.

It is said that big troubles are easy to happen before going to bed. As expected, a few minutes before he fell into a deep sleep, someone knocked on his door. At this point, I don't know if it is Wen Rong or Xue Mei. What's the matter?

Wen Cha got up and opened the door, his voice still hoarse: "Brother?"

"The result is out." Wen Rong was wearing soft silk pajamas, but his expression was very serious, and the muscles on his face trembled very slightly.

The two stood facing each other, and they were silent for a few seconds. The dormant brain of the warm tea gradually woke up. They turned sideways and let Wen Rong walk in: "Come in and talk."

Wen Rong held two thin pieces of paper in his hands, and the flat paper slowly clenched into a ball, containing great anger.

Wen Cha said, "Wen Leshui is not my adoptive parents' child."

Judging by Wen Rong's reaction, it was clear, so there was no need to say anything.The water in the Baocuo incident back then was deep and dark, which made Wen Rong, who couldn't express his emotions and anger, lose his composure.

After several heavy breaths, Wen Rong closed his eyes: "He is Wen Xingsheng's child."

The air was silent and frozen.

Some accidents were expected endings, and Wen Cha couldn't even show much surprise.Apart from the option that Wen Leshui is Wen Xingsheng's own son, there is no way to explain Wen Xingsheng's abnormally nice behavior towards a stranger.Although it cannot be ruled out that Wen Xingsheng's brain is so sick, Wen Leshui's unusual reaction seems to explain everything.He had prepared for the worst, but it didn't mean that Wen Rong could accept this fact all at once.

Wen Cha only asked, "Do you want to tell Mom?"

The two brothers were unreasonably calm, and the only thing that allowed them to measure their feelings in the whole thing was the existence of Xue Mei.

Wen Rong was silent, and finally said: "Let's hide it from her first."

"Okay." Wen Cha nodded.

Unlike them, Xue Mei had once paid deep affection for Wen Xingsheng, and she was a sensitive and thoughtful person, so if she told her suddenly that it might cause her harm, she had to find a suitable time.

The door behind them was quietly closed, and there seemed to be the sound of wind blowing outside the door, like a soft sob.