"General, please stay."

As night fell and the lanterns came on, the clerk, who had been busy all day in the military office, stretched his arms, walked out of the office, took the reins from the soldiers, and quickly got on his horse. Before he left, he met Mr. Liao, the Imperial Academy's sacrificial wine man.

Mr. Liao was over fifty years old, and his legs and feet were very nimble. He held up his robe and stepped forward, bowing his hands and saying, "General, please stay."

The clerk raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter, Mr. Liao?"

Mr. Liao straightened up and suddenly looked into the horse's eyes. He immediately avoided it and raised his head with a smile, "General, I'm here to apologize for my grandson. I've raised my grandson to be pampered and have no taboos in what I say."

I pissed off Mr. Ling."

"I taught Sun Wu Fang, and I asked the general to take into account that boy is young and has been taught a lesson by Mr. Ling today, so please be tolerant of him."

The clerk was confused, "How old is your grandson?"

Mr. Liao thought that Wen Shumian was blaming his grandson for bullying the younger ones, so he hurriedly said: "I just celebrated my seventh birthday."

Wen Shumian was even more confused. His son was already seventeen, so he would bully a seven-year-old boy?

As for the other Wen Yiqing, he didn't even think about him. How could someone with the same temperament as a quail teach others?

But since the lesson has been learned, let it go and said: "We as elders should not get involved in matters between children, but..."

He thought of the quail in the house.

"This kind of bullying is unacceptable. Children should learn well and follow the right path."

Mr. Liao quickly handed over his hand and said, "What the general said is that I will punish that brat severely when he comes back."

The clerk held on to the reins and casually said, "Master Liao, see you later."

In the General's Mansion, Mrs. Wen looked at a table of gift boxes with a complicated expression.

Wen Mianmian sat aside, looking at the man who was pinching his fingers with his head down and a scratch on his forehead, and asked: "Did you move first?"

Wen Yiqing raised his head, his eyes full of excitement, "Liao Huai deliberately threw my book away today, causing me to be punished by my teacher in class. After class, he and two other people made fun of me. I can't explain it."

They took action."

"Sister, I didn't cry this time. Instead, Liao Huai cried. He said he wanted to go back to his grandfather to deal with me. I asked him to come."

As he spoke, he moved his feet forward and said happily, "Liao Huai's grandfather was the imperial winemaker of the Imperial Academy. He was from the fourth grade. I know all about it."

Wen Mianmian nodded his forehead and said with an expression of hatred: "Do you know that you have been bullied by him for so long?"

Wen Yiqing smiled coquettishly and quickly changed the subject, "Sister, can I have delicious snacks tomorrow?"

Wen Mianmian was at a loss for words. The snack he left was ruined. Ling Guohui's intestines were turning green. He wanted to risk poisoning by eating it.

Why......

"Sister, I'll do my best for you."

You can't dampen your children's enthusiasm. It seems that they have to climb over the wall again tonight.

On the side, Mrs. Wen stroked her forehead, with a look of helplessness on her face, "Mianmian, Xiaoyi hit a classmate, this is not okay, it will bring trouble to your father."

"What trouble could it cause?"

The clerk who strode through the door reluctantly stepped forward and slapped Wen Yiqing on the shoulder with a palm as big as a cattail leaf fan, "Good boy, I didn't know you still had this ability. That's great."

"come over."

Wen Shumian sat down boldly and pulled Wen Yiqing over, "I told you earlier that in this city of Kyoto, except for the prince, you can't beat anyone else. Your good life has been made miserable by you.

To die."

"I will remember this from now on. As long as you and I are alive, you can be arrogant. Don't listen to your mother and make yourself miserable all day long."

"I heard that Xiaoyi beat up someone in school and became a successful person."

Wen Lingxiao, who came in suddenly, stepped forward and slapped Wen Yiqing again. He was so shocked that he couldn't stand and took two steps forward. "Not bad, it seems that he stood up."

Wen Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief in the college today. His spirit was much stronger than before. Now he was praised one after another by his sister, father and brother. He was even more happy and replied loudly: "I promised my sister, I will go back to the school."

I won’t be bullied anymore.”

"Hahaha~~~" Wen Shumian laughed heartily, "Your sister will get married soon, who will you listen to then?"

Wen Yiqing grinned, "My sister married next door, and I'll be there just around the corner when I go out."

He snickered in his heart, thinking that when his sister gets married, he can go next door to have snacks at any time, and he can also protect her.

These words greatly pleased Wen Shumian. Although he had asked for this marriage, now that he thought about it, it was really good. Just being close to each other was better than anything else.

It was getting late, and the family gathered together to have dinner. Old Mrs. Wen arrived late and sat down with his neck hunched over. Hearing the news, Wen Wen Mian said: "Mom has received news. She is already on her way back. There are still ten days left."

You can go back."

Hearing this, Mrs. Wen trembled and looked depressed.

Wen Mianmian felt that her grandfather was very pitiful. His presence in the house was very low on weekdays. He didn't see anyone all day long, and he rarely spoke to people when he saw them. Just like now, when people sit down, they start to lower their heads and eat silently, and even

They don’t really pick up vegetables.

"Who are you showing me your angry look?"

Wen Mianmian was so frightened by Wen Mian's abrupt words that he almost dropped his chopsticks and did not dare to pick up the food.

Mrs. Wen quickly picked up a carp belly with serving chopsticks and said, "Dad, please try the carp tonight. This carp is big and has less spines."

Just a moment later, Mr. Wen's cough echoed in the dining room, and he was stuck by a fish bone.

The clerk was annoyed for a while, but he got up and started trying various known methods to help Mr. Wen cough out the fish bones or remove them.

Siblings Wen Mianmian and Wen Yiqing stood aside with bowls in their hands. Wen Mianmian in particular sighed for a while. She saw that her mother had picked out the fish bones. How could they still get stuck? It was so unlucky.

Unlucky?

I saw her lowering her head, looking up again, and suddenly took a breath of cold air. The dark clouds were so thick that they could not be dissolved.

She moved her eyes again and tried hard to see that her father also looked like he was having bad luck, but her brother was fine and had nothing.

Waiting for the fish bone to be successfully removed, Wen Wen Mian lost the desire to eat and left angrily.

Wen Yiqing was also taken away by Wen Lingxiao, saying that he wanted to supervise his studies.

Mrs. Wen could only stay to deal with the aftermath. After a while, when everyone left, Wen Mianmian remained motionless next to her. Mrs. Wen felt a little uncomfortable. After a while, she asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Wen Mianmian leaned forward and blinked, "Grandpa, have you done anything wrong recently?"

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Old Mrs. Wen's face turned blue and white, and he covered his mouth and pretended to cough.

This shows your guilty conscience.

Wen Mianmian continued to ask: "Grandpa, you look like you are possessed by a degenerate god. What have you done?"

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Wen Mianmian dropped his hand covering his mouth, "My father is not here, so stop pretending. Grandpa, you must have committed something wrong, right?"

"Did you commit a big crime?"

Mr. Wen has been having a hard time recently. He has been tossing and turning with anxiety. When his granddaughter asked him eagerly, his eyes turned red and he was about to shed tears.

Wen Mianmian was petrified on the spot...
Chapter completed!