When Wu Xiuli walked into the living room, all she saw were a few footprints on the floor. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wu Xiuli's brows furrowed. She knew that it would be a good thing for these countrymen to come from home, and they had soiled the floor of the living room as soon as they entered, and she didn't know if they would break the dishes in the house for a while!

"Come on, Ziqiu Ziyun, come and call someone, this is your Grandpa Zhao, this is Aunt Yunxiang, Grandpa Zhao's daughter, Uncle Zhixin, son-in-law, and Uncle Guohui, the son of Grandpa Zhao's family. Wen Yiran happily beckoned his two beans to come over and call someone, forgetting that these two little ones had just been to Zhaojiagou yesterday.

Although Wen Ziqiu and Wen Ziyun felt reluctant, in front of Wen Yiran, they still called several elders of the Zhao family sweetly. The performance of the twins was so happy that Wen Yiran laughed. The elderly are like this, the juniors in the family are obedient and competitive, and they are better than anything else.

Wen Yiran is envious! Look at Brother Zhao, everyone in this big family takes him to heart.

As soon as he entered the door, Wen Yiran noticed that Zhao Guohui had been beside Zhao Qingshan, and when Zhao Qingshan was about to sit down, Zhao Guohui was holding his arm on the side, so that his movements would not be so fierce. Zhao Qingshan's leg was injured on the battlefield, and when he stood up or sat down, he would pull the meridians.

"Dad, the meal is ready, let's eat first, shall we?" Wu Xiuli saw her father-in-law's hospitable appearance, and she was so angry that she died. Such a large number of people were called down one by one, and the food was cold.

"Yulong daughter-in-law, this is the millet and mung beans that Brother Zhao brought to me, you take them to the kitchen and put them in the kitchen, and boil two bowls of porridge for me to drink every morning in the future. Wen Yiran ignored Wu Xiuli's words, handed Wu Xiuli a bulging marijuana bag in her hand, and asked her to take it to the kitchen.

As soon as this guest came to the door, he must have sat down and exchanged a few words before talking about eating. As soon as you enter the door, you let people eat on the table, when they are pigs, or have they never eaten in the country?

There were a lot of things in the sack, about forty or fifty catties, Wu Xiuli used her strength to eat milk, and finally dragged the hemp bag into the kitchen.

"Hillbilly, you don't pack things separately. Such a big bag, do you show your strength?" Wu Xiuli angrily put the sack in her hand into the corner of the kitchen and muttered. She can see that Wen Yiran is very enthusiastic about Zhao Qingshan's family, even if she has fire in her heart, she can't be angry in front of the guests, otherwise she will be busy these days.

After Zhou Yuanyuan entered the house, he habitually spread his divine sense and scanned the entire small building. Not to mention, the Wen family is quite spacious, there are ten rooms on the second and third floors combined, plus two workers' rooms on the first floor, it is more than enough to live in the Wen family.

Wu Xiuli's muttering entered Zhou Yuanyuan's ears word for word, Zhou Yuanyuan frowned, did not speak, but glanced at Wen Ziqing with sympathetic eyes. From Wen Yiran's greeting, Zhou Yuanyuan had already guessed Wu Xiuli's identity - Wen Ziqing's stepmother.

With such a stepmother, it seems that Bingshan usually has a hard time at home! Zhou Yuanyuan secretly came to a conclusion.

When Wen Ziqing first arrived in Zhaojiagou, he didn't even want to speak, Zhou Yuanyuan thought that Wen Ziqing was inherently cold at first, but now it seems that the root cause of Wen Ziqing's dislike of talking seems to be related to his family.

Wen Ziqing didn't understand why Zhou Yuanyuan looked at him, but he had always been a silent person. Seeing that Zhou Yuanyuan didn't have anything to say, he didn't ask, but just clenched the small palm in his hand tighter.

Wen Ziqing knew that since entering the door, Wen Ziyun had been secretly looking at Zhou Yuanyuan. Wen Ziqing hated Wen Ziyun's gaze at Zhou Yuanyuan, warm and obsessive, not that kind of appreciative gaze, but with a little madness that was bound to win. Wen Ziqing had a trace of vigilance in his heart, Wen Ziyun's kid has been a virtue for two lives, he wanted to grab the toys that Wen Ziqing liked when he was a child, and he wanted to grab Wen Ziqing's job when he grew up, and finally he had to grab even the female friends who said a few more words to Wen Ziqing・・・・・・ regardless of whether he really needed it.

Toys, promotion opportunities, friends, and Wen Ziqing can all be given to Wen Ziyun, but Xiao Jiu is his, and he will never let it. Wen Ziqing thought of this, and a murderous aura couldn't help but appear on his face.

Zhou Yuanyuan didn't know that Wen Ziqing had so many thoughts in her heart at this moment, and she continued to "scan" at the Wen family. In a bedroom on the second floor, there was an old lady with gray hair lying on the bed, the skin on her face flabby. What frightened Zhou Yuanyuan was that there was a faint gray aura floating on the old lady's body.

Feng Xueying's illness, Zhou Yuanyuan heard Zhao Qingshan talk about it, looking at the old lady's age and appearance, Zhou Yuanyuan could almost identify the old lady as Wen Yiran's wife Feng Xueying. However, Feng Xueying is not yet 60 years old, so it stands to reason that there should not be a situation where the oil runs out and the lamp is dry? Zhou Yuanyuan was puzzled.

In the study on the second floor, a middle-aged man in his forties was reading a letter in a crisp military uniform. With the middle-aged man's appearance and the four pockets on his clothes, Zhou Yuanyuan could conclude that it was Wen Ziqing's father, Wen Yulong.

Zhou Yuanyuan's divine sense swept over, Wen Yulong suddenly became alert, and hurriedly folded the half-read letter in his hand a few times. When Wen Yulong looked around, the breath that made his heart palpitate was gone.

Zhou Yuanyuan didn't know that his unintentional actions made Wen Yulong feel like a great enemy, and he tossed fiercely for a few days later.

Zhou Yuanyuan didn't continue to scan the Wen family, because at this time, Wen Yiran summoned several children to his side.

"Ziqiu Ziyun, come and meet your younger brother Jiasheng and sister Yuanyuan, you are about the same age, you have to get along well. Wen Yiran was happy, afraid that Zhou Yuanyuan's brothers and sisters would be afraid of life, so he hurriedly put a few small ones into a pile. Wen Ziyan, the youngest granddaughter of the same age as Zhou Yuanyuan, went out with Wen Yuxiang and his wife to pay New Year's greetings today, and did not return to Xiaolou at noon.

The first time he saw Zhou Yuanyuan, Wen Yiran liked it. The little girl is beautiful, well-behaved, with a pair of bright eyes, at first glance, she is smart and clever, and she is a pair with the eldest grandson Ziqing, who is a stuffy gourd, just right! Wen Yiran smiled happily and squinted.

Wen Ziyun's eyes were shining and staring at Zhou Yuanyuan. Yesterday, Wen Ziyun asked Zhao Qingshan, saying that he also wanted to learn martial arts from Zhao Qingshan, but was politely rejected by Zhao Qingshan. Zhao Qingshan said that he himself was too old to teach another apprentice. Wen Ziyun went crazy with jealousy, and couldn't hold back and didn't cry. He also wants to stay in Zhaojiagou, and he also wants to play with Zhou Yuanyuan, why can't the eldest brother?