271: Aunt Yang Xue, I want to contact you more

On Wen Ju'an's nineteenth birthday, Lu Ze was invited to the house by Wen Yangxue, and she was the only one in the huge family who was busy with the maid, and the protagonist of the birthday, Wen Ju'an, was crying alone in the room.

Lu Ze, who came to the Wen family, was keenly aware of the abnormal atmosphere of the Wen family today.

Wen Yangxue's face was a little gloomy, and there were plates of good dishes and a big fruit birthday cake on the dining table.

Wen Yangxue went to knock on Ju'an's door: "Ju'an, come out, Teacher Qiao is here."

Not long after, Wen Ju'an sat down at the table with red eyes, but he sat stubbornly and didn't move at all.

"I'm going!" "Don't."

"I'm going!" "I won't let it."

"I have to go!" "I won't let you go."

The mother and daughter were-for-tat at the dinner table, and Lu Ze's expression became a little strange.

You gave? He had to!

Why does this line sound so foggy today.

Lu Ze quickly captured the key information in his mind, the Wen family only had this mother and daughter at home, Wen Ju'an's father never seemed to show up, and Wen Ju'an in the original book wanted to meet her not very decent father.

Wen Ju'an's teacher fetish seems to come from here.

Wen Ju'an, who has lacked father's love since childhood, has special thoughts about the older teachers around her, and her feelings for Qiao Yicheng in the original book only exist in a little favor, after the two separate, the insecure Wen Ju'an will naturally find a suitable harbor to dock again.

Thinking of this, Lu Ze suddenly remembered Qiao Erqiang, who worked as a fitter in the printing machinery factory.

He and his master Ma Suqin should not develop like in the original book, Erqiang was originally because his mother died early, and the situation was not much different from Wen Ju'an, but Wei Shuying in this world survived well.

[In view of the general environment,

Lu Ze set his eyes on Wen Ju'an's body.

I saw the girl's tears, big tears falling into the bowl, and her expression was stubborn and painful.

After eating, Lu Ze gave him a birthday gift, which is an excellent national essay selection, the main reason for Wen Ju'an's failure in the college entrance examination last year was in English, and the secondary reason was composition.

It's not a precious gift, but it's appropriate.

Seeing that Lu Ze sent such a gift, a trace of disappointment flashed on Wen Ju'an's face, and he simply said thank you, Mr. Qiao, and when Lu Ze handed over the gift, he noticed that Wen Ju'an had stuffed something into his hand.

Lu Ze looked down and saw that it was a note.

I opened the note, and there was a small line written on it: Please take me out tomorrow.

The tutoring life ended quickly, and Lu Ze decided to help Wen Ju'an, the little girl, once before leaving.

Lu Ze said to Wen Yangxue before leaving: "By the way, Auntie, tomorrow there will be a lecture on college entrance examination composition in the Municipal Children's Palace, and a very famous teacher in the city will be invited to give you free tutoring, and I want to take Ju'an to listen."

Wen Yangxue nodded, and the woman said softly, "Okay."

......

The next day, Lu Ze successfully brought Wen Ju'an out.

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The girl with loose hair seemed surprised that Teacher Qiao didn't ask where she was going, she tilted her head, and her good-looking eyes tried to see through the Teacher Qiao next to her, who was not much older than herself.

"Teacher Qiao, aren't you curious about what I'm doing when I come out?"

Lu Ze shook his head: "I'm not curious."

Because Lu Ze knew that Wen Ju'an wanted to visit her father.

The place where Wen Ju'an went, Lu Ze was no stranger, it was a place similar to the narrow and small alley where Qiao's family was, a little away from the city, and the two of them took less than twenty minutes by car.

After getting out of the car, he came to an alley, and Wen Ju'an entered a house with low eaves.

The door of the house was facing the alley, and it was the kind of simple hut that opened the door and opened it to the outside.

The environment here is the same

The Wenjia Mansion is very different from each other.

Wen Ju'an in the house hugged an old man, the man's eyebrows were somewhat similar to Wen Ju'an, this was her rural father, the union of her parents seemed to be an accident, after Wen Yangxue returned to the city and was admitted to college.

This rural father is not qualified to go to the Wen family's small building.

Even Wen Ju'an follows his mother's surname, and some of the things contained in this are self-evident.

After a long time, Wen Ju'an walked out of the house, the girl had tears in the corners of her eyes, and the corners of her mouth forced a smile, and said to Lu Ze heartily, "Thank you, Brother Yicheng."

Lu Ze noticed the change in Wen Ju'an's name for himself.

He didn't say much, just quietly accompanied her and accompanied her back.

This made Wen Ju'an a little overwhelmed, and began to take the initiative to tell his thoughts.

"I know that they are not a good match, but if they are not a good match, he is still my father, he has a bad temper, but he is good to me, he saves money to buy me clothes, but my mother won't let me wear them, and my mother won't let me eat the local products he brought."

"The two of them are getting divorced during this time."

"Brother Yisei, you say... What the hell am I supposed to do?"

Lu Ze and Wen Ju'an walked side by side.

He didn't think about it, and said directly, "Just do what you think is right, your parents will always be your parents, but the relationship between the two of them may... There's not much left, and of course, it's none of your business."

"You just need to do the things in front of you well and improve yourself to have more choices."

"It's not like you have to let me help you out of the house."

Wen Ju'an was influenced by his original family to some extent.

For the shortcomings of the Wen family's parents, Lu Ze is naturally powerless.

After half a month's effort, Wen Ju'an's parents divorced, and due to job transfers, Wen Yangxue was about to take Ju'an to Beijing.

Before Wen Yangxue left, she asked Lu Ze to come home, and Wen Ju'an was not there today.

Wen Yangxue was dressed very gorgeously, with a surge of joy between her eyebrows, and it could be seen that she had at least done what she felt was right, and the woman handed Lu Ze a thick envelope.

"This is the last month's salary, Little Joe, thank you for making up for Ju'an, her grades have improved a lot."

After a pause, Wen Yangxue continued: "Ju An and I are going to Beijing soon, this time is my transfer at work, most of us will not come back, my brother has always said that you are a good boy, I think so too, so please promise that you will never contact Ju An again."

Wen Yangxue's eyes were sharp, and she naturally noticed some small movements between her daughter and this Teacher Qiao.

"You're a good boy."

"But it's not possible for you to be with Ju'an, my daughter I know very well, she needs someone who can take care of her, and you... It's so good, so good that I won't feel comfortable handing over my daughter to you, because she can't let you down at all."

"So, please don't contact her again."

"You're a smart man, and you're a good guy, aren't you?"

Wen Yangxue clasped her hands in front of her chest, with a surging smile on her face.

Lu Ze smiled dumbly.

He suddenly took a step forward, startling Wen Yangxue, and the woman's annoyed eyes stared at Lu Ze, not knowing why he suddenly became so rude.

Lu Ze laughed: "Don't worry, Auntie, I won't contact Wen Ju'an."

"Because... Aunt Yang Xue, I want to contact you more!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Ze ignored the changes in Aunt Yang Xue's ruddy and fair complexion, and left directly.

Lu Ze was just a little unhappy that when Aunt Wen was talking, she still had a proud tone of judging others, how could I, Lu someone, be a good person?

Isn't that a curse?

Bu Xiang plays spicy

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