Wen Chengyu is the old son of Wen Congwen and Cheng Ruzhu, and he has a domineering temperament. But strangely, his only nemesis is peace.

Every time Xiao Douding jumped to his feet angrily, but in the blink of an eye, the two people with a huge age difference began to hug each other and mutter, which was worthy of forgetting the New Year.

Ping An also likes him the most among many uncles. Explained by his values: Uncle Wen Chengyu is generous, he keeps good things for himself, and he is his good buddy.

The old man of the Wen family and the old man Cheng are also good brothers. Of course, according to the words of their literati, they belong to the irreversible friends.

No matter what kind of friendship it is, since Cheng Ruzhu married the Wen family, the relationship between the two families has become more and more intimate after they married Qin and Jin. Similarly, the Wen family's treatment of the Zhou family was also a courtesy exchange with the world.

Old Man Wen was born in a scholarly family, and according to his father's obsession, he should have studied all his life until he studied abroad, and it was impossible for him to step into the copper-smelling industry that their family despised the most.

But the world is unpredictable, in the early years, the Wen family was destroyed by two "eggs" on the little Japanese plane, and only the old man Wen who studied abroad and the eldest sister Wen who went out to send living expenses survived.

Due to fate, the sister and brother went through several turns and took refuge in Cheng Lao's army. In a fortuitous accident, Sister Wen sacrificed herself on the front line, so that the only seedling of the Wen family, Mr. Wen, took off his military uniform and changed his career to the establishment of the National Financial Bank, becoming the first batch of heroes.

Old man Wen had four children in his life, and the only one who survived, Wen Congwen, was the son. Less than two years after liberation, he retired early with serious injuries before the war, and now enjoys his old age at home. And Wen Congwen also inherited his father's business and stepped into the banking industry.

From the scholarly family to the copper-smelling banking industry, even the old man Wen often joked that he never thought that he would one day use a pen not to describe poems and songs, but a string of numbers.

Although Mr. Wen often laughs at himself, judging from the arrangement of his only son into his own department, he also values his profession.

Cheng Ruzhu married into the Wen family and added two big fat boys to the Wen family in a row, but he counted the old man's wish for the prosperity of his children and grandchildren for many years, but he didn't expect that after many years, there would be surprises - Wen Chengyu's birth made him ecstatic. When his youngest grandson grew up, he no longer wanted to go to work, and after retirement, he raised his grandson himself.

It is conceivable how overbearing this little grandson is to be pampered. Fortunately, Wen Chengyu has a good nature, and for him, he never thought about bullying others.

This time he fought with outsiders, and he singled out two older children, and he didn't want to ask his two older brothers for help. The only thing that made him aggrieved was that his father Wen Congwen beat him up. He really couldn't figure it out, why couldn't he do the right thing for heaven when he saw someone bullying a little girl?

His dad said he was stupid, and now even the three-year-old Douding dislikes him for being stupid, and he asks himself if he is really stupid? But he still didn't regret that the road was uneven and drew a knife to help.

After eating, Wen Chengyu played with Ping An and saw the adults chatting with themselves. He quietly pushed Ping'an, and when he saw his little man frowning at him, he covered his sullen smile.

"Don't worry. Uncle I just want to ask you, why do you think I'm stupid? Where am I stupid? ”

Ping An glanced at him and lowered his head to play with the toy.

"I got perfect marks in school, and my teachers and classmates obeyed me. I'm still the class leader. How could I be stupid? I just can't figure out why all of you think I'm not smart. ”

Ping An listened to his thoughts, and finally patted him like a charity. Originally, he wanted to pat the other party on the shoulder like his grandfather, but unfortunately he soon found out that he was too small to shoot!

"Fights bleed, but they hurt. Good boys don't do dangerous things. ”

Wen Chengyu patted his head and muttered, "I'm such a fool, I thought you could be reasonable." It turned out that she was afraid of bloodshed, and she was really a milk doll. ”

Ping An glared at him angrily when he heard it. Who is a milk doll? Milk dolls will pee casually, crying and crying for their mother. He's a little man, why is he a milk doll?

"Hey, hey... It's not that you're a milk doll. We are good and wise children. Uncle likes peace the most, so he doesn't play with milk dolls. ”

Ping An nodded with satisfaction. After hesitating for a while, he felt that he still had to explain that his uncle Xiaoyu was really stupid.

"If you fight, you have to find an adult. The bad guy has a knife, and the adult has a wooden barn, and he kills the bad guy. After saying that, he sighed pitifully for the other party.

Wen Chengyu was choked by him. After a moment, he quietly asked, "Who taught you this?" You can't beat you when you're small, and when you're as old as your little uncle, you'll definitely take revenge in person, and that's happy. ”

Ping An blinked his eyes wide, he didn't understand the other party's thoughts. As long as you can get revenge, why do you have to do it yourself? Since he couldn't figure it out, he planned to ask his grandfather and his parents at night.

Thinking of this, he felt that he couldn't talk to his stupid uncle anymore, and he would become stupid with him. That's what his mom said about not being able to communicate, and what his dad said about playing the piano to the cow.

Wen Chengyu saw that he was concentrating on putting together the building blocks, and soon two houses appeared. I was just about to ask him not to play and go with him to find something to eat, but he didn't want to see Ping An put the wooden cart on the roof.

He hurriedly shouted: "Wrong, wrong. That has a car on the roof? It can only be placed in front of the house, and the car can only be driven on the street. ”

Heian rolled his eyes at him, and continued to put two carts on the roof, a few small wooden figures on the street, and a small yard on the other side.

Soon, after the safe accumulation was completed, he happily introduced to him: "Uncle Xiaoyu, you see that the children have no cars on the street, and they can go wherever they want." ”

Wen Yu was speechless, no car is not to walk the dead. What are you happy about?

Here, Mrs. Cheng and a few people gathered around to talk about the affairs of the Northeast and talked about the affairs of the Wen family.

Mr. Wen has not lived in the public housing of the unit for a long time, and the Wen family now lives in his own two-entry courtyard for three generations. This time, Cheng Ruzhu allocated a newly built building, and according to her three sons and husband and wife, a total of five heads, she was lucky to be divided into two bedrooms and one living room with an area of about 50.

She is reluctant to give up, but as a daughter-in-law, she can't leave her in-laws, and she can't live in it when she gets it, so it's even worse. The upper and lower floors are full of leaders and colleagues of the Commercial Bureau, and the impact is not good. Colleagues who didn't get a share of it were not allowed to poke their backbones and scold.

For this matter, Cheng Ruzhu was worried, and wanted to mention it to her parents-in-law, but she was afraid that the old man would think too much. I don't know, I think I dislike my parents when I am a daughter-in-law.

Mrs. Cheng mentioned this as a joke. In her opinion, it's really stupid to be a girl-can't you just ask the old people in the family for their opinions? What more tactful reasons are needed?

How did the misunderstanding come about? It's just that the two sides didn't see each other frankly, and there was less estrangement when they spoke bluntly. If you don't communicate, how will others understand?