Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

The weather is getting cooler. Although there is no snow in Tanglin at the end of November, there are already many shouts for selling roasted sweet potatoes on the street.

Through the thick car window, Little Fusang seemed to be able to hear, lying on the car window and pointing: "Oh... ah..."

Wen Sheng came back from the company and stopped by to pick up Wen Sili, because Little Fusang was getting more and more clingy, and in the past few days he could only go wherever he could pick her up.

"Hey, don't lick, don't lick!" Seeing that the glass window was about to be washed clean by Little Fusang, Wen Sili quickly hugged her and locked her into the child seat: "Sit down, don't move until you get home."

Little Fusang seemed to understand, she sat quietly with her fingers clasped, occasionally raised her head to glance at Wen Sili, and then grinned: "Hehe..."

She has grown a few lower teeth now, and she can't hold back the clear saliva when she smiles.

"It's useless to please me, you have to ask your father." Wen Sili took out a water towel and wiped it for her, and said, "You are really capable, and you want to chew on everything just because you have two teeth? Home food Didn't you get enough to eat? Others want everything?"

Little Fusang really struggled to call Wensheng: "ba...ba!"

Wen Sili was puzzled: "Brother, why do I feel that little Fusang can understand everything? She really calls you, are children under one year old so smart?"

Wen Sheng glanced at Little Fusang from the rearview mirror: "You just ate half an hour ago, so you don't want to drink milk?"

"Ba!" She yelled again, her eyes filled with mist, obviously she didn't want to reason.

Hearing the sound, he ignored her and continued driving.

Wen Sili felt a little distressed: "Brother, do you want her to eat a little? Just a little?"

Little Fusang also stretched out his empty left hand at the right time: "Oh..."

Being stared at by two pairs of wet and expectant deer eyes was unbearable for anyone.

But who would have thought that Wen Sheng was not an individual: "No."

Wen Sili: "..."

Little Fusang: "..."

The two fell silent in a tacit understanding, and Wen Sili could see the disappointment on Xiao Fusang's face.

He touched the top of the little Fusang's head, lowered his head and whispered: "It's okay, go back and uncle will do it for you secretly."

Since little Fusang was able to eat some complementary food, Wen Sili's culinary skills have gradually improved, and he can speak clearly about everything that children can eat or not. The key is that little Fusang also likes it very much.

"Ah!" The two agreed successfully.

Hearing the voice in the front row: "I heard it."

"Hmph!" Wen Sili was fearless, turned around and took out a roll of fur balls from his schoolbag, and then took out a piece of cotton with needle-shaped wooden strips stuck in it.

Hearing the sound, he caught a glimpse of it inadvertently, and wondered: "What are you doing?" He vaguely had a bad feeling.

"Knitting a scarf." Wen Sili packed up and started to thread a needle: "It will be the two-month anniversary of Lingke and I being together soon. I see that everyone is wearing scarves, so I want to give her a hand-knitted one." .”

Hearing: "?"

Little Fusang felt curious and stretched out his hand to grab it.

Wen Sili hurriedly let go: "Don't grab it, and be careful when you get it. If little Fusang wants it too, uncle will weave one for you after weaving it?"

"Ah..." Little Fusang put it on his head with two gestures.

"Hahaha..." Wen Sili put it on for her with a smile, and took it back after Little Fusang was satisfied, and asked Wen Sheng by the way: "By the way, brother, do you need a scarf?"

"..." Wen Sheng was silent for a long time, and chose to skip this topic: "Do boys of your age like to express their hearts like this?"

"That's right! The main thing is that it's unique. How can the things you buy have the meaning of making them yourself?"

Hearing the sound, he suddenly thought of his interest, thought for a while and followed the suggestion: "Even if it is made by hand, there are ordinary and unique ones? Why don't you try to make it more beautiful?"

"Brother, do you think so too?" Wen Sili was very excited when he heard this, "I've long thought about making some patterns on it, and the weaving method can be more diverse!"

"Do it well." Wen Sheng's words came from his heart: "The final product must be very beautiful."

In his opinion, the more excited Wen Sili is, the more energy he puts in, the better, so that when disappointment comes, he can give up more thoroughly.

Wen Sili became more motivated after receiving encouragement, and just as he was getting excited, he heard a voice ask, "Is there a winter garden party in your school recently?"

"Yeah, how do you know?"

"I heard from your principal," Wen Sheng explained, "the education scholarship award was also on that day, and he asked me if I had time to come over."

Wen's has set up education funds in many colleges and universities, and Wen Sili's school is no exception.

"Then do you have time?"

"Yes, I haven't been very busy recently." Wen Sheng: "It's time to go to the garden party after the end."

Unexpectedly, Wen Sili said: "I just decided not to go to the garden party to stay with little Fusang at home. If that's the case, I'd better go, let's go together?"

Wen Sheng asked, "Why don't you want to go?"

"It's nothing. It's just that Lingke is busy with organizing the poetry competition and doesn't have time to accompany me. I thought it would be boring to go shopping alone. It's better to cook food for Little Fusang at home."

As soon as he heard about the food, Little Fusang suddenly became energetic: "Ah!"

"Ah, what? You just know how to eat. Look how wet your saliva is?" Wen Sili had no choice but to put down his scarf to wipe her mouth.

Hearing the voice in the front seat seemed a little thoughtful because of his words.

Soon it was the day of the garden party, and Wen Sheng was attending the annual education scholarship awards ceremony as a special guest, and there were not a few students rushing to him from the audience.

Wen Sili and Little Fusang were also among them.

"Little Fusang, do you know where this is? Uncle's school. When you grow up, you must study hard and let your father present the award to you." Wen Sili sat at the end, condescendingly and easily collected everything in the venue. .

It was the first time that little Fusang saw so many people, pointing at the audience.

After a while, his eyes suddenly stopped at a certain place, and he waved to that place: "Ah! Ba! Baba..."

"Did you see daddy? We'll be looking for daddy after the ceremony is over, don't worry." Wen Sili coaxed and took pictures, and noticed the movement on the stage from the corner of his eye, and suddenly found that there was an acquaintance besides Wen Sheng.

"Ji Ningsheng?"

Isn't this his roommate who has no fate?He can get a bonus to study?Didn't realize it was so good!

Hearing the sound on the stage was also a little surprised by this acquaintance who had never met before. The scroll said that Ji Ningsheng entangled Wen Sili first, but he was not clear with Zhao Lingke. Pleasure offender on the face.

Unexpectedly, this child's appearance has nothing to do with Huaxin, his facial features are clean, he is full of the sunshine of a big boy, he is modest and polite, and he is very good. He looks back at Wensheng with obvious restraint in his eyes: "Mr. Wen, that... ...Can I take a photo with you after the end? The one alone... If it's inconvenient, then forget it..."

Hearing the sound, he was stunned for a while, and quickly responded: "Yes."

After the ceremony, many people came to take pictures with Wen Sheng, and some even directly asked him about Wen's plans for next spring's recruitment.

He heard the voices one by one, and waited until the crowd dispersed to see Ji Ningsheng, who was still waiting there: "I remember we took a photo together, do you have other questions?"

Ji Ningsheng hesitated for a moment, then took a few steps forward: "I have a friend who wants me to tell Mr. Wen something."

"Tell me." Hearing the voice, he called Wen Sili in the back row to come down, and then waited for Ji Ningsheng's next words.

"He wants to work in Wen's Dongling Network Technology in the future," Ji Ningsheng's eyes showed no hesitation at this time, he was extremely firm, "Minister of Engineering, this is his goal."

Ji Ningsheng understood what he meant: "So, he wants to ask me if there is a shortcut?"

"No." Unexpectedly, Ji Ningsheng denied, "He just wants you to know his determination."

Wen Sheng now thinks this boy is a bit interesting: "This is not a goal that can be achieved in a short period of time. What plans does he have in the near future?"

"He is preparing to study abroad. When he gets a higher degree and more work experience, he will definitely come to you!"

At this moment, Wen Sili finally came down with Little Fusang in his arms: "Brother!"

"ba!"

Hearing the sound, he signaled them to wait with a smile, and continued to respond to Ji Ningsheng: "Please tell your friend, I am looking forward to seeing his resume, don't make me wait too long."

"I will!" Ji Ningsheng solemnly bowed to Wen Sheng holding the certificate, and did not forget to nod to Wen Sili before turning around.

Looking at the back of the boy leaving, he didn't return to his senses after hearing the sound for a long time.This Ji Ningsheng really didn't look like a scumbag, but that wasn't the reason why Wen Sheng lowered his guard against him.

"Brother, what were you talking about just now? What kind of friends are telling you?" Wen Sili was very puzzled.

"It's nothing." Wen Sheng looked away, and took the little Fusang from his hand: "Going to the garden party?"

Wen Sili remembered the business: "Oh yes! The garden party has already started! Let's go and join in the fun!"

The garden venue was on the school road leading directly to the awards venue from the school gate, and the few people who heard the sound were surrounded by gorgeous small lanterns and the sound of boiling as soon as they went out.

Both sides of the usually spacious school road are now full of small carts, some of which are made by the canteen aunts for the sake of performance, and some are flea markets with desks and stools.

Little Fusang was attracted by the colorful lantern tassels hanging from the top of his head, and wanted to catch them all the time, very restless.

Hearing the sound, she let her climb: "What's the theme of this year's garden? Food?"

"Hahaha! No, there are food trucks every year, and this year is charity." Wen Sili casually pointed to a notice board in front of the booth, "All the proceeds from this year's garden tour will be donated, so it's basically a small commodity sale. But there is a catwalk performance in the front square, you can go and see it.”

Hearing the sound, he nodded, and very calmly pulled back the collar from Xiao Fusang: "Let's go."

The long road was divided by academies, and Wen Sili introduced the situation of the academies to Wensheng when he reached an area, just like a senior tour guide.

Wen Sheng listened carefully to what he said, and occasionally asked a few details about life to cope with the gnawing of little Fusang, and soon the performance square arrived.

The square is open-air, the stands are in a ring shape, and the stone steps surround the T-shaped stage in the middle. There are two young boys talking about cross talk on the stage, and there are already many people sitting under the stage.

Because the lights are dim, some couples will inevitably feel in the dark and cannot help themselves.

Wen Sili didn't seem to notice it, and listened to the cross talk with relish.Wen Sheng was also listening at first, but when his eyes swept over somewhere in the front row, his thoughts suddenly disappeared.

On the second row of stone steps directly in front of them, there was a couple whispering to each other.The reason why they are called couples is, of course, because of their overly intimate posture.

If you don't know Wen Sheng, you won't read more. Coincidentally, these two are old acquaintances.One is Zhao Lingke, who I have seen recently, and the other is Ji Ningsheng, whom I have just met.

Hearing that the mood is very complicated now, he is actually not surprised at all by such a scene.The only one who feels a little regretful is Ji Ningsheng, he really left a good impression on Wen Sheng at the awards ceremony just now.

Does he even know that the girl next to him has a regular relationship?Know but don't care?Or kept in the dark?

Hearing the sound, he lowered his eyes and guessed, not noticing that the laughter beside him had unknowingly stopped.

After a while, Wen Sili's voice interrupted Wen Sheng's thoughts: "Brother, let's go back."

"Huh?" Wen Sheng retracted the phone after taking the photo: "Will you stay longer?"

"No, little Fusang is tired, so I'd better go back and rest early."

Routuan, who had been active for half the night, finally calmed down, obediently clinging to Wensheng's neck, eyes open and closed, obviously sleepy.

"Okay." The left and right evidence has been photographed, so there is no rush, and soon the two brothers left from the stands.

Before the two of them had gone far, Zhao Lingke and Ji Ningsheng in the front row also got up.

Ji Ningsheng faintly saw the familiar figure flash past at the end of his line of sight, and was stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong? What are you looking at?" Zhao Lingke noticed his pause.

"Nothing, I seem to see two acquaintances."

Zhao Lingke smiled and urged him to leave: "This is your school, what's so strange about meeting one or two acquaintances? Hurry up, there's still a store I haven't seen..."

The departure of a few people did not detract from the liveliness of the stands, and there was laughter on and off the stage.The audience may change, but as long as the show continues, there will be no shortage of supporters, right?

The author has something to say:

Si Li: I am green.

Wen Sheng: Turn grief and anger into strength, I think you can go back green.

Si Li:?