Chapter 229 Sir
When Shen Wenchen came back, he saw them sitting in the living room with looks on their faces.
"Nannan?" As soon as Shen Wenchen entered the door, he heard the housekeeper say that Liu Jie had brought someone. Now he saw the four people sitting in the room and relaxed a little.
"Brother-in-law, are you back?" Lin Yicheng's face turned a little pale, and when he saw Shen Wenchen coming back, he loosened his hands that had been tightly together.
"Eldest brother, second brother, Miaomiao." Shen Wenchen nodded in greeting and sat next to Nanzhi.
"Nan Nan, what do you want from me?"
Shen Wenchen's tone was concerned and he looked straight at Nanzhi with his eyes.
"I want to discuss something with you."
"What's up?"
Shen Wenchen was a little surprised. Could it be that those unfounded rumors made Nan Nan unhappy?
"Miaomiao and I went to see a restaurant today and wanted to buy it..."
"Isn't the money enough? I'll have someone send you some more later."
Hearing that it was not a big deal, Shen Wenchen felt relieved again. His peach blossom eyes were full of affection, which made Nanzhi blush slightly.
"That's enough. I just wanted to come over and tell you."
"What's mine is yours. You can decide where to use it. If there is no need, come to me."
"Then I have to tell you after all."
The two of them were talking, but Lin Yicheng's face was suppressed and turned red.
He was a little nervous just now, so he drank a lot of tea.
It happened that when he drank a cup, the boy came to pour it again, and he was able to drink three pots of tea.
Seeing his eldest brother fidgeting, Lin Ercheng was amused, but he didn't dare to laugh directly. He only coughed and asked the boy standing aside for directions.
When the boy saw Lin Ercheng asking him the direction of the latrine, he was startled. He remembered that Lin Ercheng had drank a lot of tea just now, and then he bowed and led the two of them out of the house.
The two Lin brothers left, and one of the two boys went to lead the way. Shen Wenchen naturally rejected the remaining one, leaving only Nanzhi and Shen Miaomiao sitting in the room with him.
Shen Miaomiao, who was already a little embarrassed, immediately wanted to go out when she saw the two brothers of the Lin family had gone out and there were only three of them left in the house.
However, Shen Wenchen saw her discomfort, and after thinking about it, he waved to her: "Miaomiao, you're here just in time. Last night, Ah-Dai sent a letter from the capital. There are twelve people who asked me to bring it to you. One serving.”
As he spoke, Shen Wenchen took out a small note from his sleeve and handed it to the little girl.
After hearing the letter from Twelve, Shen Miaomiao had some disbelief in her eyes. She had thought that there had been no news from him in the past year since he left.
Thought he had forgotten himself.
The note was only half an inch wide and one inch long, with several crosses written densely inside.
The young man shrunk his thoughts into several crosses, filled with deep longing for the girl he loved.
After coming to Yancheng, Shen Miaomiao discovered that most of the girls in Yancheng were literate. She was worried that if she was illiterate, she would not be worthy of Twelve, so she quietly learned to read in private.
Looking at the handwriting on the note now, my eyes were filled with tears.
Shen Wenchen sat down next to Nanzhi, he had all kinds of thoughts in his heart and wanted to talk to her. Considering that Shen Miaomiao was still here, he could only hold Nanzhi's hand carefully to comfort himself.
At least Nan Nan is still by his side, and he is much better than Twelve.
Twelve, who was in the martial arts field in the capital, suddenly had an itchy nose and sneezed. Seeing this, Eleven took the opportunity to whip his leg and swept Twelve to the ground.
Song Lian watched from the side as Twelve fell behind, and laughed with a man.
The man was fifty years old, with only a few strands of silver hair on his temples, which was not obvious. When he saw the two young men in the competition field, his eyes were full of satisfaction, but he still said something.
"If you are distracted on the battlefield, I'm afraid it won't be possible."
"That's what you said." Song Lian agreed.
The man thought for a while, frowned slightly, and then asked again: "I remember, you said you have a capable subordinate by your side, do you still stay, stay..."
"Yancheng." The attendant on the side bent down and reminded in a low voice.
"Yes, the one who is still in Yancheng."
Listening to him talk about Shen Wenchen, Song Lian had a look of pity on his face. He originally wanted Shen Wenchen to return to the capital and take orders, but he didn't want him to stay in Yancheng and become the city lord.
"Wen Chen..." Song Lian didn't know what to say for a moment, saying that his capable subordinate gave up his official career because of the love between his children?
But in the past two years, he has always asked his red-billed sparrow to send information about his urgent needs.
That he is indifferent to fame and wealth and does not want to come to the capital to be an official?
But now he has truly become the lord of Yancheng.
"Okay, let's not talk about him. These two are pretty good. Thank you for your hard work."
The man did not talk about Shen Wenchen anymore, but continued to focus on the two teenagers in the martial arts field.
In two years, Twelve has long since lost his childishness, and even after being swept to the ground, he immediately turned over and stood up.
"Twelve, what are you doing now?"
Eleven looked at him and chuckled.
Seeing his teasing intentions, Twelve was not annoyed, and just smiled and replied: "Maybe you miss me wonderfully."
There was no shame in his tone, and even a bit of pride. However, after hearing this, Eleven looked horrified and staggered back a few steps.
"Twelve, why did you become a bad student after staying with Brother Shen for several months?"
The young man picked up the spear beside him and walked to Song Lian and the man.
The attendant beside the man bent down and took a step forward. Twelve handed the spear in his hand to the guard beside him and then stood still and saluted.
"I've met my lord."
"Get up."
The man looked at Twelve and nodded with satisfaction, then moved his eyes to Eleven behind him.
"I've met my lord."
After the eleventh salute, I didn't hear a response for a long time. I wanted to raise my head but didn't dare, so I could only lower my head in confusion.
"Okay, okay, get up."
The man's voice sounded, and Eleven let out a breath of air.
"Stand still, let the adults see."
The two teenagers immediately stood up straight when they heard the sound, showing only their best sides.
Eleven is slightly taller than Twelve, but his face is more frail. On the contrary, the smaller Twelve looks tougher.
"Are you both married?"
As soon as the man finished speaking, even the attendants beside him were shocked for a moment.
Song Lian looked at Eleven and Twelve with a somewhat complicated expression.
Is it possible that this gentleman wants to arrange marriage for them?
"My lord, I am currently unmarried."
Eleven saw Twelve's hesitation, but couldn't let this adult's words go unanswered, so he bit the bullet and spoke.
"That's it."
The man looked at Eleven, nodded, and then turned to look at Twelve with a smile on his face.
"how about you?"
After his name was called, Twelve could no longer pretend to be mute, and suddenly panicked.
The attendant on the side looked unhappy and asked: "Bold, is it possible that you are mute? How dare you not say anything when you ask me?"
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