The three brothers and sisters of the Wen family: "What? ”

Jia Dong: "These books that can't be bought outside are all written by Aunt Nian herself." ”

"How is that possible?"

The siblings almost said in unison, "I heard...... I've heard ......"

The child said several times in a row, 'I heard', but in the end he never said the following words.

Wen Sicheng looked at Jiasheng with an incredulous face: "Cousin Sheng, my aunt's name is ......"

"My mother's name is Deng Wennian."

Jiasheng knew that they had reacted, and replied with a generous smile on his face, "Of course, uncle and aunt both call her Wen Nian. ”

"Gollum."

Hearing Wen Nian's name, the Wen brothers and sisters instinctively swallowed their saliva.

Wen Sirui pursed her lips and asked in a trembling voice: "You mean, Aunt Wen Nian, Wen Nian, is the creator of these books, Wen Nian?" ”

The little girl spoke like a tongue twister, but everyone understood what she was trying to say.

"Hmm."

Jiasheng nodded reservedly, "Before these stories are written, my mother will tell us them first." ”

"When she found out that our sisters liked it, she would write stories for more people to see."

"It's amazing."

The brother and sister said in unison again, "It turns out ...... It turns out that the storybooks we like were written by our own aunt. ”

Thinking of this, the three of them unconsciously bloomed with bright smiles on their childish little faces.

"Then, we can read the books here casually, right?"

Vince looked at Jia Sheng expectantly, "We really want to see it." ”

"As long as you make sure you don't break it, and don't mess up the library, you can look at it as much as you want."

Jiasheng looked at the brothers and sisters who had already started to look for books to read, "I hope you will read books in a civilized manner, and you will not make noise, or damage or stain the books." ”

"Don't worry, we know."

The Wen brothers and sisters couldn't wait for a long time, and with Jiasheng's permission, they separated and looked for the storybooks they wanted to read.

……

On the other hand, Liu Yufei's attitude towards the seven old men has changed greatly since he learned the identities of them.

Although I didn't achieve the level of humility, I was much more enthusiastic than the last time I came.

Especially in the face of Bing Lao, Liu Yufei was a little more apologetic: "Bing Lao, I didn't recognize you for a while yesterday, I'm really sorry." ”

"I don't blame you."

Bing Lao smiled softly, "Besides, you didn't expect us to come to this place." ”

"It's just that, although it looks a bit similar, it's normal to not dare to recognize it before you know it."

On the side, Zhuang Lao helped speak, "Okay, everyone is not an outsider, and I won't worry about you juniors." ”

"Not really."

Ding Lao answered, "Don't talk about the relationship between Lao Zhuang and the Wen family, for the sake of Teacher Wen Nian, no one dares to worry about you." ”

That's right, although they have been getting along for all these years, the seven seniors can almost call Wen Nian's name directly in person.

But when she is talked about in front of others, she will still respect her teacher.

When Wen Nian heard this, he couldn't help but smile helplessly, but he didn't say anything.

It was also the first time for Liu Yufei to face these respected cultural bigwigs, and he didn't hear anything wrong from their name for Wen Nian for a while.

Ten people of all ages were polite, and Ma Conghua got up: "A few seniors, and sisters, you talk slowly, there is still something in my factory, go first." ”

"Okay, I'll send my sister-in-law."

Wen Nian looked at a few elders and Liu Yufei, and then got up.

Seeing this, Yun Lao and the others also got up and sent them out of the door, and watched them go outside.

"A few seniors are too polite."

Seeing the reaction of the seven old men, Liu Yufei couldn't help but smile and said, "How can we young people stand your treatment like this?" ”

"Xiaoyanagi, you're still young."

(End of chapter)