Chapter 57: 57 Changing fate, the little jealousy of Mulberry

Chapter 57 57 Changing fate, Mulberry's little jealousy

Lan Tianqin pursed his lips: "Grandpa, I'm fine, don't worry. I won't waste my studies either. I will definitely find Dr. Wei, and he will definitely heal your body."

"You child, you are good at everything, but you love to be on the edge of your head. Life and death are fate. Grandpa is so old, and death is also a joy and mourning. There is no need to force yourself to live and burden you. You, think more leniently. Otherwise, grandpa will not feel at ease when he leaves."

"Grandpa," the boy said with red eyes and a stubborn face.

When the old man saw his grandson like this, he felt very distressed: "Okay, okay, grandpa don't say anything, don't worry at the Meng family, I can't just let it go if I bully my grandson, even if I risk my old life Let him peel off his skin. Don't worry about it, just go to school with peace of mind."

Lan Tianqin nodded: "I know, thank you Grandpa."

"Why are you being polite to grandpa? By the way, is there a letter from your little benefactor?"

At the beginning, Lan Tianqin left his address, firstly, he hoped that Sang Ye could come to find him when he came to the imperial capital.

Second, I also hope that Sang Ye can write to him.

But no, nothing, she might have forgotten herself.

The boy shook his head disappointedly: "I should have asked her for an address."

I was also stupid at the time, mainly because I was too angry and didn't think carefully.

Old man Lan laughed loudly. His little grandson has always been introverted and rarely showed his thoughts. He never expected to show his grievances because of a little girl.

He was really curious about that little benefactor. He heard that she was a very special little girl.

"If it doesn't work, just ask the boy from the Shen family. Maybe he knows. If not, let's go to Yunguan County to inquire. Yunguan County is not big, so we can always find out. There must be many people who know about this special little girl. "

"Well, I'll wait. If there is no news, I'll ask."

"Okay, grandpa will sleep for a while, you go to your own business."

"good."

Lan Tianqin waited for the old man to lie down before going out lightly.

Meet his father, Lan Changshu at the door.

Lan Changshu is a man of steel who serves in the army.

Lan Tianqin's mother was born in the family of a military doctor, and she is also a military doctor.

Both the husband and wife are busy, and they don’t stay at home for ten days and a half months. Therefore, as soon as Lan Tianqin was born, he was taken by Mr. Lan, and the relationship between the grandfather and grandson is so good.

Lan Changshu will not treat Lan Tianqin like his father, who will stand in front of his son in everything and raise his son into a flower in the greenhouse.

In his cognition, boys should stand upright, experience hardships and difficulties, and grow through tempering.

Fourteen years old, is the age to take charge.

"Come with me to the study."

"Okay," Lan Tianqin followed his father step by step, and the two went to the study.

Lan Changshu didn't have any nonsense, and directly passed the information to Lan Tianqin to read.

"The Meng family knew about your going to Yunguan County through your classmates. That classmate took the money from the Meng family and acted as an eyeliner for the Meng family. Lan Tianqin, your vigilance should be improved."

Lan Changshu's voice was harsh, even tinged with blame and disappointment.

Lan Tianqin's eyes moved, he was not familiar with that classmate, the relationship was very strange, but he was in the same class, and he usually didn't speak.

In my impression, that man is submissive, timid, and has small eyes hidden under his long bangs, making it difficult for people to see his eyes and expression clearly.

Lan Tianqin recalled the situation at the time, the classmate’s father was working at the train station, and he went there without telling his family, so he asked his friend’s father to help buy the ticket.

Maybe it was when I asked my classmates for help, I let him listen.

At that time, I knew this person was there, but I didn't think much about it. I thought it was just passing by.

Sure enough, people should not be judged by their appearance, and he has suffered twice before.

Yunguan County, he knows traditional Chinese medicine because he looked at a naive child with pity, and helped him out. The child took out dried sweet potatoes from his collection and gave him to eat. He didn't want the child to be sad and ate it. In the end...

It is understandable that his father would be disappointed in him, even if he is disappointed in himself.

Knowing people, knowing the face, not knowing the heart, people's hearts are unpredictable, my vigilance really needs to be improved, and my social experience also needs to be strengthened. I am still too young and have too little experience.

Lan Tianqin sighed deeply, full of regret: "There will be no next time."

Lan Changshu snorted, this matter is over.

"This matter was done by the old man of the Meng family. I originally thought that the old man of the Meng family was just someone who was looking for money. I didn't expect to find out that he has a lot of relationship with the Wu family in Yunguan County."

"For this reason, I went to the Shen family to find out some information. After learning that the old woman of the Wu family was actually a thieves, she was the one who killed Mr. Shen's mother and sister."

"From this line, we found out that the old man of the Meng family was also a thieves, but when he was a thieves, his surname was not Meng, and he used someone else's identity to wash his name."

"The old man of the Meng family has been in touch with Mrs. Wu for many years, and they have cooperated on many things. It seems that when they were both thieves, they cooperated and the relationship is quite close."

"The specific matter needs to be investigated carefully. It's just that it has been so long, and there should be no evidence to prove his identity as a thieves."

"However, the matter of the two partnerships in human trafficking is a certainty, and it is easy to check. Over the years, relying on human trafficking, they have earned a lot of shady money and harmed many families."

"The Wu family has already been arrested, and it will be much easier to investigate the Meng family. Even if the Meng family clears all the traces with their hands and eyes, there will always be something left. You can do it yourself. Is there any problem?"

Lan Tianqin thought of the days when he was abducted, the children he saw, and the torture he suffered, his eyes were as deep as ink: "No."

"Okay, take all the materials away, and take care of things yourself. Don't bother your grandpa with everything. He is not in good health. Let him have a good rest."

"I see."

Lan Tianqin took the materials and left in silence without saying a word.

This is their usual way of getting along with their father and son. They either don't talk, or they are on business. There has never been the warmth and gossip between father and son.

However, Lan Tianqin doesn't feel that he lacks fatherly love. On the contrary, he likes this way of getting along very much. After all, he himself is not a person with rich feelings.

Siheyuan, Yuzhi and Wang Xinfeng spent a day working together to make a set of clothes.

It is the style drawn by Yuzhi. After it is made, it is decorated with Wang Xinfeng's collocation, which has a finishing touch effect and makes it more beautiful.

It's a little girl's thin jacket suit. It doesn't look much different from the clothes of this era, but the details have been adjusted, which makes people's eyes shine at a glance, and they like it. They always feel that there is something wrong with it. It's special, but it's indescribably special.

Wang Xinfeng was happy to see Yuzhi, and she was also happy: "Zhizhi's paintings are all good, with a good brain, and good ideas, and the fabrics my Zhizhi bought are also good."

Wang Xinfeng really tried every means to praise her daughter-in-law, but fortunately the cotton was not grown from elm branches, the thread was not spun from elm branches, and the cloth was not woven from elm branches, otherwise she would have to praise them all.

Yuzhi covered her mouth happily, she really couldn't refuse her mother-in-law's praise: "Yezi, come and try."

As soon as he heard that he could touch fish again, Sang Ye was so excited that he jumped up as soon as he pouted his buttocks.

"I'm coming."

Mulberry's gaze has been on the medical book, without moving his eyelids, he is not in a hurry, really.

It was still cold in the imperial capital in February, but Sang Ye was steaming all over in single clothes. The little girl was like her father, like a small stove, full of anger and energy.

So sleeping at night, even if there is no kang, Wang Xinfeng will not feel cold when sleeping with her.

Mulberry leaves are very bright, and their temperament is also extroverted. Putting on new clothes, with a neat shoulder-length short hair, the sun is getting brighter and brighter, as bright as the morning glow.

Yuzhi looked at it with eyes shining: "Our leaves are really beautiful, white and tender, delicate and lovely, let mother take a good look at them."

Yu Zhi's gaze was so hot that even a cheeky person like Sang Ye couldn't bear it.

What's more, Yuzhi hugged the mulberry leaf's small face and kissed again: "The leaf is so cute, wait for mom to make you two more, let's change clothes."

"Boom..." Sang Ye exploded at once, her little face was flushed, and her eyes rolled around helplessly: "I, I, I, I still have homework to finish." She is upright, with a small and straight body, it's rare to see her take the initiative.

Mulberry glanced at her sister who was blushing like a monkey's ass, her eyes were somewhat dark, and she wanted to add the test paper again.

Silently received the medical books, sat next to Mulberry Ye, and tried his best to show the brother's love for his sister: "Come on, let's continue to do homework, first do this one, and I will give you another test paper, and then two big questions." , it’s still early today, let’s write another short composition.”

The fiery mulberry leaves were immediately doused with ice water, and she looked at her brother in disbelief, what kind of devil are you?

Sangshui looked at his sister calmly: "What? Missing? It's okay, I'll..."

"Brother..." Sang Ye let out a miserable scream, which made the small courtyard tremble.

Mulberry raised her lips and asked with a smile, "Still writing?"

Sang Ye gritted her teeth and smiled: "I'll write it, I'll write it right away, no need to add more, thank you."

Watching the little lawsuit between the brother and sister, Yuzhi was overjoyed: "Xiaolian also has it, don't worry, mom will make some more for Xiaolian."

The boy's face was slightly stiff, but he quickly eased up, and said calmly: "Okay, thank you."

Still as polite and courteous as ever, it seems the same as before, but if you look carefully, you can see the joy in the young man's eyebrows.

Wang Xinfeng was very pleased. She was also happy to see the relationship between mother and child ease.

Everyone was very satisfied with the first finished product, so Yuzhi and Wang Xinfeng decided to make more of the same style and different sizes.

This is a thin jacket. It can be worn in March and April. Make a few more. When you are free, you can take it out to test the waters.

At that time, I will make some spring and summer clothes.

Thinking of this, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are very motivated.

It was getting late, Wang Xinfeng was going to make dinner.

The eldest son of Wang Shengbing next door, 12-year-old Wang Anli, came in tremblingly carrying a large bundle of firewood.

The little boy was thin and thin, and the bundle of firewood looked taller and stronger than him. His small body was almost buried on the ground, and it was very difficult to walk.

Nowadays, the supply of coal is insufficient. Even in the imperial capital, ordinary people cannot afford to burn coal.

They can only burn firewood.

But if you want firewood, you have to drive a few kilometers to the suburbs to collect it yourself. You can only collect one bundle in one day.

Either spend money to buy, but firewood is not much cheaper than carbon, so no matter what you burn, you have to save it.

The young man came back with such a large bundle of firewood, which aroused the envy of many people.

Those with a thick skin have already started to figure out how to borrow some money.

The young man walked up to Wang Xinfeng with firewood on his back.

He was still quite afraid of Wang Xinfeng, tremblingly put down the firewood, grabbed the thin torn padded jacket, and said anxiously: "This, this is, thank you..."

Wang Xinfeng raised her eyebrows and yelled: "What is it, what is it? I just want to find my old lady for food in exchange for this shit, to be your mother's spring and autumn dream, get out, get out, you little bastard, you're not big , I have a lot of minds, why is my mother lacking your firewood, get out."

Wang Xinfeng pushed and shoved the boy, and stuffed a few buns into his arms. This was originally intended to be warmed up. Seeing him trembling as he delivered the firewood, he knew it was to thank for what happened yesterday.

She, Wang Xinfeng, doesn't like such a greasy and crooked scene. The bag of milk powder was given by the poor son-in-law of the daughter-in-law, and she has no intention of repaying it.

The little shriveled calf was so skinny that it didn’t weigh as much as a bundle of firewood, and she couldn’t get rid of it just because she was eager to send it to him, so she simply exchanged it with corn buns, so that no one would suffer.

Just for this matter, she should hide it a bit, lest everyone exchange firewood for corn buns, she is afraid that she will have a restless day.

This family, on the other hand, can be regarded as a kind-hearted person, and so far, it can still be paid.

Rudely pushed the young man back to his room, glanced at the firewood, and snorted, "It's my mother's door, Ye Zi, take the firewood to our stove, and watch it, who dares to have shallow eyelids and sloppy hands and feet?" Clean, break her bones for me."

"Come on," Sang Ye replied feebly. She almost doubted her life and lost the joy of fishing. It was getting dark and she still had a lot of homework. Thinking about it would kill her.

Yan helped to carry the firewood with his head drooping, put the firewood away and went back to write without love.

Mulberry looked at the dejected appearance of the mulberry leaves, and felt very fulfilled, and the unhappiness in her heart eased.

In the courtyard, everyone saw that Wang Xinfeng was so frenzied that he didn't want to exchange things, and he was greedy for other people's firewood. There was a lot of firewood. Not afraid of retribution.

But she has a deeper understanding of Wang Xinfeng's domineering, and she no longer dares to take advantage of her, for fear of losing her wife and losing her army.

Of course, no one came out to reason for the Wang family. They only cleaned the front door, and their own family was not doing well, so they couldn't control others.

Because of this, Wang Xinfeng's notoriety became louder, and no one would dare to provoke her casually in the future.

Yuzhi listened in the room, and smiled helplessly. Her mother-in-law is also awkward. She is obviously kind, and always gives people an illusion of being unreasonable.

Wang Anli, who was pushed back into the room, was still in a daze, unable to react in a daze.

What happened outside the house could be heard clearly in the non-sound-proof house. Xu Chunniang patted her son's head and comforted her: "Don't blame your Grandma Wang, it's really not good to give her firewood like this. Isn't this just telling others? Did we gain anything?"

"If someone imitates, how can she get such a big family fortune, if she doesn't give it away, she will offend others, what do you want her to do?"

Wang Xinfeng is really not afraid of offending others, she just hates troubles, Yuzhi is not in good health, she doesn't want to bother Yuzhi with these bad things.

(end of this chapter)

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