"Grandpa, this is what Yuan Yuan asked me to bring to you, and General Zhou also has it. Wen Ziqing took out a small pot of tea from his pocket and handed it to Wen Yiran. Zhou Yuanyuan and the two women of the Wen family did not deal with each other, and they didn't want to come to the Wen family to respond to themselves. But Wen Yiran has always been good to Zhou Yuanyuan, and Zhou Yuanyuan is still good at it, so when preparing spiritual tea for General Zhou, Zhou Yuanyuan also prepared a copy for Wen Yiran, and asked Wen Ziqing to bring it to Wen Yiran. If there is a chance, Wen Ziqing naturally wants to brush Zhou Yuanyuan's "favorability" in front of Wen Yiran.

"Oh, then thank you for me. This gift was sent to my grandfather's heart. Wen Yiran's eyes narrowed with a smile when he was happy. Zhou Yuanyuan's filial piety to General Zhou is definitely not an ordinary road goods, the most rare thing is that Yuan Yuan's child has not forgotten to prepare a copy for himself, it seems that Ziqing and Yuan Yuan have a good relationship, this is Wen Yiran's happiest thing.

Wen Yiran didn't just talk about it, after taking the pot of tea in Wen Ziqing's hand, he quickly put it into his own special tea cabinet like a baby. In the future, Wen Yiran plans to wait a few days for a few confidants and friends to taste the tea sent by his granddaughter-in-law.

Looking at Wen Yiran, who was somewhat "rejuvenated", Wen Ziqing's heart was also happy. Wen Yulong's matter, although Wen Yiran said that he didn't tell Wen Ziqing, Wen Ziqing knew that Wen Yiran must be depressed. Yuan Yuan said that this pot of tea is specially made by her, and drinking a few sips a day is good for the bodies of General Zhou and Wen Yiran.

"Grandpa, I set off the day after tomorrow with a special mission, and this time, I may not come back until a few years later. Looking at Wen Yiran's happy appearance, Wen Ziqing couldn't bear to tell the news that he was about to leave home.

Wen Yiran's reaction was beyond Wen Ziqing's expectations, he was stunned at first, and then a glimmer of light burst out in his eyes, and he asked softly, "Is it Zhixin's meaning or······ ？”

"It's the general's meaning. Wen Ziqing gave Wen Yiran an answer he most wanted to hear.

"Good, good!" Wen Yiran laughed out loud. He knew that their Wen family would look at Ziqing in the future. His family Ziqing is capable and smart, and now with the help of the Zhou family, he will definitely be able to get twice the result with half the effort. Just like a piece of jade, after some training, it will definitely be able to shine his brightest brilliance over time.

Wen Ziqing brought you this good news, which diluted the depression in Wen Yiran's heart during this time. Because of Wen Yulong's matter, Wen Yiran has gained a lot of sympathetic glances during this time.

"Grandpa, I'm not at home, you and grandma have to take care of your health. Some people ······ You've never done a few things in your life, and you don't need to get on fire. Wen Ziqing persuaded. From the moment he entered the door, Wen Ziqing keenly noticed that compared with last year, Wen Yiran had a sense of twilight. It seems that Wen Yulong's matter has dealt a heavy blow to the Wen family. Wen Ziqing didn't know how to persuade her, so she had to say vaguely.

Since he married Wu Xiuli's woman, there have been one thing after another, "fake nanny incident", "thigh hugging incident", and "military supplies incident" one after another.

Fortunately, Wen Yulong was not arrested as a "corrupt criminal" this time, and speaking of which, this can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune. Wen Yiran thought of this, and felt a loosening in his chest, and the depression that had accumulated in his chest over the past few days gradually dissipated.

There is no sorrow without joy, and there is no disappointment without hope. For Wen Yulong's son, Wen Yiran doesn't plan to care about him in the future, the bubbles on his feet came out of his own, and how he lives in the future has nothing to do with their Wen family. With the crooked melon of Wen Yulong, Wen Ziqing gave birth to a good seedling, and he should thank God!

"Okay, my old bones, no matter what, I'm going to hold out until the day you come back. Wen Yiran smiled. People are in good spirits when they are happy, and this sentence is the best portrayal of Wen Yiran at this time.

"By the way, He Jingjing's girl woke up. Wen Yiran thought of He Jingjing's matter, and couldn't help but have a headache, and complained to Wen Ziqing: "I don't know what He Boyuan thinks, I came here on the second day of the Lunar New Year, and I didn't say that I would take He Jingjing away." Alas, this rescue also rescued a piece of kraft candy, and I feel a little depressed when I think about it. ”

"He Jingjing woke up?" Wen Ziqing was a little surprised. However, the first time Wen Ziqing used a divine soul attack, he didn't know how powerful his attack was. He Jingjing was able to wake up, probably because she was a little less energetic at that time, right?

Just as the grandfather and grandson were talking, a delicate figure rushed down from upstairs, and with the figure appeared, it was He Jingjing's pretended delicate voice: "Brother Ziqing, are you finally back?"

He Jingjing wore a loose red cardigan today, with a pair of black leggings, and a delicate makeup on her face, with the red Danko on her slender jade fingers, she looked full of charming style.

"Why are you still at my house?" Wen Ziqing's brows furrowed. Just now Wen Yiran said that He Jingjing woke up, Wen Ziqing thought that He Jingjing was still hospitalized after waking up, but he didn't expect to appear in front of him alive now. After He Jingjing "disappeared" in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Wen Ziqing searched for several hours but did not find it, and he had long left this person behind.

"Brother Ziqing, you really have no conscience, and when you return to the secular world, you forget about our past. Didn't you say that you would take care of me for the rest of my life?" He Jingjing sat on the armrest of the sofa next to Wen Ziqing, as if she hadn't seen Wen Ziqing's dark and gloomy face, and her body fell towards Wen Ziqing as if she had no bones.

"He Jingjing, how can I have any past with you?" Wen Ziqing stood up with a "whew", avoiding He Jingjing's delicate body upside down.

After Wen Ziqing moved a few steps away, his mind was in a mess. If he said such a thing, Wen Ziqing was sure that he didn't say it himself, even if he liked his little girl in his heart, he hadn't said this level of sweet words in front of Zhou Yuanyuan!

But his body was used by Pu Daoren for a few months before, because part of the divine soul held to Pu Daoren was purified by the empty soul pool, and Wen Ziqing was incomplete in holding Pu Daoren's memory. What is missing is the memory of the months when I was with He Jingjing.

It can't be that the Dead Dao Man did something bad with his body, right?

Wen Ziqing's face remained unchanged, but his heart had already set off a storm. If Bao Pu Daoren really did something with his body, Wen Ziqing would be really depressed.