(First of all, this chapter is just over a thousand words, sorry.) Today Cavin is a little **, his head is dizzy, and he doesn't know what he's thinking. That's all I wrote, please bear with me, and I'll make up 2,000 words tomorrow. ）

Wen Qing didn't speak again, she had already collected all her expressions, and entered the room with a slight frown. Wen Zhu politely distanced himself from her three paces, but when the door opened, he could smell the smell as well.

Wen Zhu subconsciously wanted to cover his nose, but Wen Qing and the women never disliked it, so he endured it in his heart, took a few steps forward, and got used to it.

"Aunt ...... Flowers"

However, when he got closer, Wen Zhu couldn't open his mouth. He looked away, and Wen Qing happened to stand side by side with him.

"What do you think is going to be done with this?"

Wen Zhu was silent for a long time before he said, "When Aunt Hua dies, my father will take out the money to bury her." As for Wen Xiaobao, he still has two uncles, and it depends on whether those two are willing to adopt him. ”

Wen Qing didn't come up with a better way, not to mention that this matter was not in her hands. When she went out, she didn't plan to send Wenzhu back, so she said something to him and walked straight to her house.

"Wenqing!"

Wen Zhu chased a few steps, and a low voice sounded in her ears: "My father will be back tomorrow, you should be careful." ”

Wen Qing's footsteps were stagnant.

She slowly turned her head, looked at him steadily, and asked, "What do you mean by that?" ”

Wenzhu raised a smile, friendly and humble. He nodded at her and walked away. The light cyan robe was gently raised, and the jade spike around the waist was clear and blue.

Wen Qing looked at his back, and the doubts in his heart became heavier and heavier.

When she got home, Wen Xiaobao was playing a game with Wen Yun blindfolded, she walked over and was hugged by Wen Xiaobao who was stretching out his hand and groping around. He exclaimed in surprise, and his face was lively and smart, and he looked very happy.

"Auntie, is that you?"

He hurriedly untied the black cloth bound in front of his eyes, hugged Wen Qing's legs and looked up and smiled. The sunlight fell into his eyes in pieces, the black pupils were clear and warm, and the childish and innocent face gradually became illusory.

Wen Qing hooked the corners of his lips, raised his hand and pressed his little head, the force was very light, with a hint of pity.

"Hungry? Have you eaten? ”

Wen Xiaobao let go of his hand embarrassedly, hung his head and said, "I'm not hungry." ”

Wen Qing looked at Wen Yun.

His old man was hiding in a tree, and he was shouting for Wen Xiaobao to continue looking for him. Wen Qing is angry and funny, Wen Yun is clever, but it is not a good habit to play tricks on his new friends.

"Wenyun, you come down."

She said softly.

Wen Yun hurriedly slipped down from the tree, and met Wen Xiaobao's surprised eyes, he smiled nonchalantly, trotted to Wen Qing's side, raised her hand, and pressed it on his head: "Mother, I want to touch it too." ”

Wen Qing curled his fingers and flicked the door of his head.

"Tell you to play tricks on Xiaobao - okay, look for Xiaobao blindfolded, don't be lazy all the time. Xiaobao, give the black cloth to Wenyun. ”

Wen Xiaobao held the strip of cloth in his hand and hid it behind him, his voice was small and small, a little like a girl, "Auntie, I like to be the blindfolded ......"

Wen Qing knew it - Wen Xiaobao was a smart child, he could tell the difference between himself and Wen Yun's importance to her, and she was only reprimanding Wen Yun now because she pitied him. But he can't use chicken feathers as arrows, being a good boy is the long-term way.

Wen Yun crossed her waist, and she didn't know which aunt she learned from the posture, and snorted angrily: "No, my mother said let me blindfold, you have to let me blindfold." ”

Wen Qing: "......"

She kind of knows that there is another important reason why no one plays with Wen Yun - Wen Yun is too arrogant and becomes a hooligan!

Wen Qing supported his forehead, why did this good child grow crooked?

However, Wen Xiaobao was quite obedient to Wen Yun, and immediately handed over the black cloth, Wen Yun wrapped his eyes casually, reached out and was about to grab Wen Xiaobao, and said in his mouth: "Wen Xiaobao, you should run." ”

Wen Qing stood in place for a while, and was bypassed by Wen Yun, she knew his careful thoughts, and the black cloth was not tightly wrapped at all.

In other words, Wen Yun didn't want to play with people at all. It was only because it was her request that he pressed and did not complain.