The two brothers shared the same impression that the number of times Wang Ling took the initiative to look for Wang Ming could be counted on the fingers of one hand. Every time Wang Ming was asked a favor, he would be happy all day at the research institute. He didn't even need to eat; he could laugh himself to his heart's content.
Sometimes, having a realm of unlimited growth and absolute strength didn't mean that you didn't need help from others. As Wang Ling's cousin, Wang Ming wanted to do whatever he could to help his brother.
Thus, even if Wang Ling didn't usually look for him on his own initiative, Wang Ming would set Wang Ling's various communication channels as VIP stars, so that he could be the first to see any news from Wang Ling. So for Wang Ming, instant replies could only be considered a normal operation.
In terms of kinship, Wang Ling was the younger brother closest to Wang Ming. If he didn't help his own younger brother, who would?
After staring at the screenshot Wang Ling had sent him for a long while, Wang Ming frowned deeply, and in the end, he actually directly called Wang Ling back. "Hello? Lingzi? "
"…" Wang Ling exhaled, using the sound of his breathing to indicate his presence.
Wang Ming understood. "I'll have to come over personally, and I'll explain it to you when I get there. Mm! That's settled then, bye bye! "
Wang Ling: "…" Bye my ass!
After saying that, Wang Ming directly hung up, acting arbitrarily and not giving Wang Ling the slightest chance to refuse.
After hanging up, Wang Ming happily crossed his legs at the research institute and hummed a tune as he did so, as if he had won the lottery.
On the side, President Qi, who was still playing with a test tube, glanced at Wang Ming and chuckled. "Are you teasing your little brother again?"
Wang Ming was surprised. "How did you know?"
President Qi stared at Wang Ming as if he had seen through everything, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up. There was even a hint of mockery in his eyes. "You basically study this and that with a straight face every day at the research institute. It's only when you tease your little brother that you smile like a fool."
Wang Ming was speechless for a moment, then pursed his lips. "When did I …"
President Qi didn't reply, because there was no point in arguing like this. He snorted in his heart, a little amused: Heh, this damn brother-con …
…
…
When Wang Ling returned home that day, as soon as he entered the house, he saw the old man happily walking into the kitchen with two giant grouper in his hands. This was Wang Ming's favorite food, and his enthusiasm for it was no less than Wang Ling's crispy noodle snacks.
It was very obvious that Wang Ming had already informed Father Wang, Mother Wang and the old man of his arrival.
Mother Wang had just come back from collecting the clothes upstairs and was about to go help the old man. When she saw that Wang Ling had returned, she immediately smiled. "Ling Ling, I didn't expect you to be so sensible."
Wang Ling tilted his head. "???"
Wang Ma covered her mouth and smiled. "Your brother called me today and said that you personally invited him to our house. I couldn't believe it."
Wang Ling: "…"
"Sometimes, it's better for family to move around more. Otherwise, how could they be considered relatives? Only by moving around more would they be considered relatives. Nowadays, how many people are closer to their neighbors than their relatives? What do you think this is? " As Mother Wang spoke, she put on her apron and smiled radiantly. "Alright, I'll go help with the cooking. You and your dad can spend some time in the living room."
Wang Ling was stupefied by Mother Wang's words, and he didn't dare refute her at all. He also couldn't find any reason to refute her, because what she said made sense.
"Sit ~ ~" Father Wang patted the sofa for Wang Ling to sit next to him.
Because of the explosion in his hand yesterday, Father Wang had done an exceptional job writing the two hundred thousand words he had planned to send out this week, which was why he was in the mood to go downstairs to watch the evening news before dinner. Wang Ling remembered that it had been a very long time since he and his father had sat on the sofa and watched the news together since Father Wang had started his new book, The Live Streaming Life of the Immortal King.
Then, as luck would have it, the TV news was broadcasting a big piece of news.
Sitting demurely in front of the camera, the female news anchor glanced at the script she was working on and said solemnly, "According to the latest news, Odd Zhuo, Director of the General Administration of 100 Schools in Songhai city, worked with the Sanyuan Road Cultivation Police Station in Winter city to destroy a huge dark cultivation gang yesterday. Around the main suspect Cheng Yu and more than a hundred other people, the gang has been recruiting people all over the country, spreading out and gathering armed forces … Currently, according to Cheng Yu's account, the net is being pulled in everywhere. "
This was followed by a live broadcast of a female reporter at the scene.
In the image, Master of Immortal Mansion Cheng Yu was in spirit shackles as he was escorted out of a police car by several people and pushed toward the detention center in Winter city. His face was still covered in mosaics. He was still wearing that red Daoist robe, and looked even more haggard than when Wang Ling and the others had left.
"What we're seeing now is the main suspect in this case, Mr Cheng Yu, who wishes to remain anonymous …"
The female reporter pointed at Cheng Yu, then hurriedly moved closer and handed the microphone to Cheng Yu. "Mr Cheng Yu, who wishes to remain anonymous, do you have anything to say at this moment?"
Cheng Yu: "…"
Although the TV image was covered in a thick layer of mosaics, Wang Ling could still see Cheng Yu's stupefied expression as he stared at the female reporter.
Father Wang stared at Cheng Yu in the news for three seconds, then turned his gaze to Wang Ling. "You did this, right?"
Wang Ling: "…"
Father Wang rubbed his chin. "I heard from this news anchor that Little Zhuo went to Winter city … Usually, he only goes with you when you go, right?"
Wang Ling looked at Father Wang in astonishment … he had never thought that Father Wang would actually be able to see through his secret.
Seeing Wang Ling's stunned expression, Father Wang already knew everything in his heart, and he immediately patted Wang Ling on the shoulder. "You're my son, do you think I can't tell what you're thinking?"
Wang Ling: "…"
"Don't worry, I'm not blaming you. This kind of illegal and evil force should be eliminated. Furthermore, judging from how hard you've been working, this group of people has probably been provoking our family for a long time, right? Last time, I heard from your grandfather that there was a burly man sneaking around outside the door, and Ah Ke later taught him a lesson. "
Watching the TV, Father Wang couldn't help laughing. "But this time, you forced him a little too hard, even his hair turned white."
Wang Ling: "…"
Father Wang: "I remember there was a piece of news a while back about a parent who forced their child to study math, which resulted in his hair turning white. Now, that child is counting on his fingers every day to ask what one thousand minus seven is …"
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