"Ziqing carries Xiao Jiu on her back, won't she become Zhu Bajie's daughter-in-law?" Wen Yulun knew the agreement between Wen Ziqing and Zhao Qingshan, and he had long regarded Zhou Yuanyuan as the Wen family in his heart. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhou Jiasheng asked, and his answer came as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Oh~!Brother Ziqing Zhu Bajie carries his daughter-in-law~!Brother Ziqing Zhu Bajie carries his daughter-in-law~!" Zhou Jiasheng didn't understand what his daughter-in-law really meant, he thought it was funny, and he pulled his throat for fear that the world would not be chaotic.

The angry Zhou Yuanyuan rolled his eyes at Zhou Jiasheng. In Zhou Yuanyuan's opinion, the little daughter-in-law or something is nonsense because adults like to joke. In her life, she hasn't thought about getting married!

"Yulun, is there a cleaner guest house around here, we want to settle down first. Zhao Qingshan saw Wen Yulun leading them in the direction of the Wen family, and hurriedly asked. The station is not very far from Wenjia, about three or four bus stops away, and it only takes ten or twenty minutes to walk. Zhao Qingshan and they wanted to find a place to live, but of course they refused to take a car, but chose to walk.

Zhao Qingshan thought about his own family, and there were six of them! Can't they all go to the Wen family to squeeze in, right? Besides, although Lao Wen is hospitable, he can't stand the Wen family's Feng Xueying! Zhao Qingshan doesn't want to deal with a woman like Feng Xueying at all unless it is necessary.

However, in front of Wen Yulun, Zhao Qingshan couldn't say that he didn't want to see Feng Xueying, but just said that he had a lot of family, and he still had something to do tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so he was more comfortable living outside.

Of course, Wen Yulun knew why Zhao Qingshan insisted so much on entering the Wen family, but he was a son, so he couldn't talk to Zhao Qingshan about his wife Feng Xueying. The small building of the Wen family is very spacious, and even if Zhao Qingshan and them have a lot of people, they can squeeze in if they live in it. However, Wen Yulun knew that her sister-in-law Wu Xiuli was unconscious, and she always had her eyes on her head. The Zhao family is just a countryman, and Wu Xiuli must look down on the Zhao family in her heart, rather than offending Zhao Qingshan by Wu Xiuli by something, it is better to live outside according to Zhao Qingshan's wishes from the beginning.

"Uncle Zhao, don't worry, there is a guest house near my house, only five minutes' walk from my house, it is run by our Cultural Bureau, the environment is not bad, I will take you there in a while!" Wen Yulun thought about it, and really thought of a good place for him. The Cultural Bureau has done that the guest house is only a five-minute walk from the Wen family's municipal party committee family compound, and the environment is quiet, Wen Yulun knows that Zhao Qingshan and they should be satisfied.

Wen Yiran didn't know if he was noisy or tired in the past two days, and his spirit was much worse than when Zhao Qingshan left. Even if Zhao Qingshan didn't come to Qingshan City, Wen Yulun planned to go to Zhaojiagou to invite Zhao Qingshan over. After all, Wen Yiran bears the hopes of many people in their Wen family.

Wen Yiran's transfer order has come down, and in three months, Wen Yiran will be transferred to the Kyoto Economic Development Department as a deputy minister. Dragging a sick body, how could Wen Yiran carry out a new job? Can't just watch such a good opportunity slip through his hands, right?

Seeing Wen Yulun say this, Zhao Qingshan no longer insisted on finding a guest house far away from the Wen family. After all, the main reason why he came to Qingshan City was to sort out Wen Yiran's body, and it was better to live closer to Wen's house. Besides, with Wen Yulun here, it's better to be familiar with the way than to cover their heads and look for it by themselves, isn't it?

The group walked for more than ten minutes and came to a towering building.

"Uncle Zhao, it's here, let's go in!" Wen Yulun greeted.

Everyone stopped, looking at the majestic building in front of them and was a little stunned.

Zhou Yuanyuan was lying on Wen Ziqing's back and was also stunned. Looking at the magnificent high-rise building in front of him, Zhou Yuanyuan felt that he had refreshed his knowledge. Is this a guest house? This is a hotel with a star rating, right?

According to Zhou Yuanyuan's experience in his previous life, he thought that the Cultural Affairs Bureau Guest House in Wen Yulun's mouth was just a small hotel, but suddenly came to a place that was suspected to be a four-star hotel in his previous life, and Zhou Yuanyuan almost thought that Wen Yulun had taken the wrong way.

Zhou Yuanyuan didn't know that the guest house of the Qingshan Municipal Bureau of Culture was famous in the entire Qingshan City, which was an ancient cultural capital, and cultural exchanges with various cities had always been frequent. When carrying out cultural exchanges, generally speaking, the scene is relatively large, and the number of participants is also relatively large, so in order to better entertain visitors from all over the world, the Qingshan Municipal Bureau of Culture applied to build such a high-rise building as a guest house.

The environment inside the guest house of the Cultural Affairs Bureau is quiet, comfortable and tidy. However, not everyone can come in and live in such a place, if it weren't for Wen Yulun with him, just with a few letters of introduction from Zhao Jiagou in Zhao Qingshan's hand, the door of this guest house would not be able to enter.

Everyone followed Wen Yulun into the door in a daze, and a round-faced girl at the front desk saw Wen Yulun and hurriedly greeted with a smile: "Director Wen, there are guests?"

Wen Yulun is currently a researcher of ancient calligraphy and painting at the Cultural Affairs Bureau, at the level of deputy director, Wen Yulun writes a good hand, and outside, people who know him call Wen Yulun Director Wen.

Looking at the appearance of Zhao Qingshan and his party, it is not like a superior who came to inspect or exchange scholars from other cities, the round-faced girl has been working in the guest house for several years, and she has developed a pair of sharp eyes.

Although Zhao Qingshan's dress is a little rustic, they look like farmers in the countryside. However, the round-faced girl did not show any disdain on her face. Didn't you see that Director Wen was polite to these people? Maybe they were relatives of Director Wen's family!

In the past few years, who has not had one or two poor relatives in the countryside who lived in the city, and looked at Wen Yulun with a respectful look towards Zhao Qingshan, and the round-faced girl felt that she could not offend this line.

"Xiaomei, are you on duty today? Hurry up, help me Uncle Zhao open four rooms. Wen Yulun said to the round-faced girl with a smile.

Wen Yulun's words concealed two meanings: first, he showed that he knew this Xiaomei girl and got closer. Second, Zhao Qingshan is his elder, and during his stay in the guest house, he asked Xiaomei to take more care.

"Five. Wen Ziqing suddenly spoke.

"Ziqing, you go home to live in a while, your grandfather misses you very much, obedient, ah~?" Wen Yulun felt a headache. He's the eldest nephew, and he hasn't married a little girl yet! If you don't go home to live in Qingshan City, let my dad know how sad it is!

"I live here too. Wen Ziqing ignored Wen Yulun's persuasion and stared at Wen Yulun with stubbornness in his eyes. Wen Ziqing doesn't like to talk, otherwise he would have asked Wen Yulun at this time, with Wu Xiuli's mother and son here, is his room still there?

"Okay, okay, five is five. Wen Yulun didn't think about Wu Xiuli's mother and son, he just habitually chose to compromise.