"Ah, you already gave birth to two children, why are you still kicking me!" Wenren glared at him fiercely, but his butt seemed to be rooted to the seat, not moving at all.
It was a complete bluff.
"Who told you to slander me!" Fang Jiaran said with a red face.
Today was the first time she met Lin Chu. Couldn't he leave a good impression for her?
Other people had known her for a long time and knew about her little hobby, but Lin Chu didn't know. What if Lin Chu felt that she wasn't a decent woman?
In fact, she was decent in her heart!
"I never lie!" Wenren threw little Wen Ming into Yan Beicheng's arms, straightened his neck, and said arrogantly.
Little Wen Ming saw his parents quarreling, but he wasn't afraid.
Anyway, he usually read it. At this moment, he sat in Yan Beicheng's arms and stuffed his feet into his mouth. After chewing for a while, he clapped to cheer his parents on.
After a while, he clapped his hands and shouted, "Daddy! Daddy! "
After a while, he clapped his hands and shouted, "Mommy! Mommy! "
Lin Chu: "..."
After a while, the two of them finished quarreling and sat back as if nothing had happened.
Fang Jiaran maintained a calm and elegant demeanor, as if what just happened was done by someone else. She smiled at Lin Chu and said, "Don't listen to the nonsense of others. I'm not that kind of person. I usually read serious literature. When I hugged Wen Ming, I might have read... read... "
Fang Jiaran pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and said calmly, "Maybe it's because I watched 'Red Sorghum'."
Yan Beicheng: "..."
Lin Chu: "..."
Apart from this episode, Lin Chu quickly became familiar with Wenren and Fang Jiaran because of little Wen Ming.
Wenren had a bad temper, so he let Yan Beicheng chat with him. Lin Chu and Fang Jiaran chatted very well, and there was no awkward silence between them.
Just like that, they arrived at the foot of the Lan Shan Courtyard. The hidden guards saw that it was Wenren's car, so they didn't stop it and went up unimpeded.
Although Lin Chu did not see a single person along the way, according to what Yan Beicheng told her about the Lan Shan Courtyard, Lin Chu felt that there must be a lot of people hiding in the dark guarding.
Thinking about it, he couldn't help but feel solemn. He felt that the Mist Mountain Courtyard was indeed unpredictable. He couldn't underestimate the Wen family just because of the character of the couple in charge of the Wen family.
Wenren's father had retired long ago after he caught the father and son of the Gong Family. The old man had been the head of the family all those years, not because he longed for power or because he was worried about his son, but because he wanted to avenge his dead wife.
After the revenge, Elder Wen passed the position of the family master to Wenren without any reluctance.
Wenren was also promoted from the young master of the Wen family to the master of the Mist Mountain Courtyard.
Old Master Wen, who had retired, focused on growing flowers and grasses on the mountain, walking eagles and playing with birds.
In any case, this mountain belonged to their family, and the land was very big. When the car drove up, Lin Chu saw some neatly cultivated land on the way, which was very different from the surrounding trees, weeds, and wildflowers. They were all Old Master Wen's work.
He didn't care about the cost of building a shed, changing the soil and fertilizing, planting a row of green onions, a row of chives, a row of rape, and a row of corn. He didn't know if the vegetables were grown, but even if they were grown, the value was far from comparable to what Old Master Wen invested.
After all, it was not good to grow these things on the mountain. In order to be able to grow them, Old Master Wen really spent a lot of effort and money.
Fang Jiaran introduced along the way, and Wenren interrupted, "In order to get these things, the old man really spends money like running water every day."
Saying that, he had a painful expression on his face.
It was said that Old Master Wen also specially opened a place to raise animals. Shepherd dogs, Corgis, Labradors, Alaskan Malamutes, Chihuahuas, Teddy, they were all majestic, mighty, petite, and cute. It was hard to see what exactly Old Master Wen liked.
There was also a shed at the back, where the eagle was raised. If he didn't farm, he would let the eagle out for fun.
Now, it had become a scenery of Lan Mountain. There was a tour group that had a one-hour sightseeing trip at the foot of Lan Mountain. When they met the eagle flying out of the mountain, the tour guide would be particularly excited and say to the tourists, "Look, this is the eagle raised by the Wen family!"
As Lin Chu listened, he felt that Lan Mountain Courtyard was really lively every day!
There were thousands of words in his heart that couldn't be described in words. For a moment, he was actually speechless.
When the car stopped, it was already at the entrance of Lan Mountain Courtyard.
As soon as he got out of the car, Lin Chu saw an old man in this late autumn, wearing only a white sweatshirt and a plaid shirt. He carried a basket on his back and held a pole in his hand. There seemed to be something in the basket, but he couldn't see it clearly.
"Grandpa!" Little Wen Ming, who was in Wenren's arms, jumped out and pointed at the old man with the basket on his back. He was particularly excited.
The old man also laughed out. As he walked over, he shouted, "Good grandson!"
"Grandpa!" Little Wen Ming's eyes were filled with tears, and he shouted excitedly.
"Grandpa!" The old man was very moved by little Wen Ming, and his eyes were wet.
"Grandpa!"
"Grandpa!"
Yan Beicheng: "…"
Lin Chu: "…"
Wenren and Fang Jiaran were very calm. This scene was too normal.
When the old man walked over, there was no need to doubt the old man's identity. Yan Beicheng and Lin Chu respectfully greeted the old man.
Don't be fooled by the old man's kind and harmless appearance now. In the past, he really killed people without batting an eye, which made T City's underworld and underworld tremble in fear.
The old man pointed to the basket on his back. "The figs are all ripe. They're very good. I just went to get a basket. I'll get someone to wash them in a while. You guys eat them, they're very sweet."
They entered the house. Wen Xu was still in school and would only be back in the afternoon, so they couldn't see him immediately.
Lin Chu first took out the gifts for the two children. Fang Jiaran directly opened little Wen Ming's gift and spread it on the floor, letting little Wen Ming play with it.
The naive little ball sat in the middle, watching the toy being electrified. He held a small hammer in his hand and didn't know what it was used for. Suddenly, a mole's head popped out of a round hole, giving little Wen Ming a shock. His little mouth opened into an 'O' shape in surprise, and then he looked at the mole that kept jumping up with a silly smile.
Although he was naive and sweet, little Wen Ming's IQ was still very good. He didn't need adults to teach him, and he knew how to play without a teacher.
It was all because he usually watched cartoons, and there was also a game of whack-a-mole.
He held the small hammer and hit it happily, but he only turned it in circles, and after a while, he became dizzy. He lay in the middle with his tongue out, unable to get up.
Wenren and Yan Beicheng went to the study to talk alone. Lin Chu wasn't curious about what the two of them were talking about. Anyway, Yan Beicheng would tell her later.
The helper brought over the figs that he liked, and Fang Jiaran directly stuffed the whole thing to little Wen Ming. She didn't say that she was going to break it into small pieces for him at all.
Lin Chu looked at Fang Jiaran's bold actions and knew that she usually completely let her son grow.
Thinking about it, the boys of the Wen family had to undergo strict training from the age of five. It was fine for the girls, but they didn't have to undergo the same training as the boys. However, boys were pampered from a young age, and they would definitely suffer more when they suffered in the future. It was better to raise them from a young age. They didn't lack material things, but they couldn't be pampered in life and spirit.
Lin Chu felt that no matter which family it was, it was good to raise a boy like this.
Little Wen Ming's little claws held the soft and rotten fig. He didn't know how to control his strength, and he pinched the fig until it was rotten. His fingers directly pierced into the fig's flesh, and the fig was torn into pieces.
The flesh of the fruit was brutally torn apart by him, but Xiao Tuanzi was still there, grinning happily for some unknown reason.
Suddenly, a worm twisted out from the flesh. It was flesh-colored, and it was about two centimeters long. Its body directly twisted from the flesh to Little Wen Ming's fingers.
Little Wen Ming stared with his eyes wide open. He pinched the worm and was about to put it into his mouth.
This disgusted Fang Jiaran, and she shouted, "Stop!"
She rushed over, dodged the worm in his hand, and threw it out of the house.
Then, she wiped her son's hands clean and threw away the one that had worms on it. Then, she took a new one.
This time, Fang Jiaran tore it into four small pieces for him. After confirming that there were no worms inside, she put it on a plate for little Wen Ming to eat with his hands.
Lin Chu suddenly felt that Fang Jiaran just threw the whole fig to little Wen Ming not to raise him, but because she didn't think it through at all.
Not long after, Yan Beicheng and Wenren finished chatting. Lin Chu wasn't in a hurry to ask how their conversation went.
Everyone ate lunch, and Yan Beicheng drank tea to clear his stomach. He said to Lin Chu, "Let's go, I'll show you around. Don't think that Wenren is uncultured, but her house is really beautiful. It's like a 5A scenic spot, and they don't need tickets."
"…" Wenren hugged Fang Jiaran and exploded. "What do you think our Lan Shan Courtyard is! Are you here for a vacation? "
Wen Ming saw that Lin Chu was about to leave, and he quickly got up from the ground. He swayed left and right like a penguin, swaying as he chased after Lin Chu. "Beautiful! Beautiful! "
Beauty, don't go!
Fang Jiaran pulled Wenren away and told little Wen Ming that Lin Chu would be back in a while. Then, she started the game of whack-a-mole. Little Wen Ming's attention was immediately drawn away. He grinned and sat in the middle, continuing to play whack-a-mole.
At around four o 'clock in the afternoon, Wen Xu was picked up from school.
Fang Jiaran introduced Yan Beicheng and Lin Chu to Wen Xu. Although Wen Xu's face was wooden, as if he was born without any expression, he greeted politely, "Hello, Uncle, Auntie."
This made Lin Chu feel that it was good to have such a contrasting and cute son.
After his afternoon nap, little Wen Ming was very energetic now. When he saw his brother, he immediately climbed over excitedly. His two little meaty claws grabbed onto Wen Xu's legs and climbed up while raising his little head. "Yes, yes! Yes, yes! "
Little Wen Ming didn't know many words now, and he had no problem pronouncing words by touching his lips. He also learned the word "grandfather" under Elder Wen's perseverance. However, little Wen Ming was very lazy, and he was only willing to call him "grandfather". He felt tired even if he said one more word.
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