Chapter 490: A short separation is no better than a new marriage?
Chapter 490: A short separation is no better than a new marriage?
When Wang Cheng came out after cleaning up, the courtyard finally fell into true silence. Everyone was fast asleep, except for his old rival, who was sitting leisurely in a rocking chair, rocking his body gently, looking bored. On the table next to him was a bowl of steaming noodles.
When Wang Cheng saw this scene, his eyebrows slightly raised, a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he walked over and sat down, without being polite, picked up the noodles, and started eating slowly.
Lin Yuzan glanced at him lightly, then said directly: "The second prince you rescued last time was taken away by Wan Niang."
Wang Cheng's eating movements suddenly froze and his brows furrowed. In an instant, a feeling of annoyance surged into his heart. Even the noodles that he had thought delicious just now became tasteless.
He placed the bowl on the table, and said with a hint of annoyance: "That old man wants us to take care of his son?"
However, the only response he got was silence. Lin Yuzan pretended not to hear anything and just slowly fanned the palm-leaf fan to drive away the approaching mosquitoes and flies.
Wang Cheng lowered his head and thought for a moment, his originally straight back slowly bent into an arc, "That old man is really calculating. What we did and helped Chen Pi collect evidence of his crimes, all of which caught his eye. I'm afraid he had an idea for this long ago. He sent this boy here before we returned to Yanjing."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yuzan glanced at him again and said calmly: "Why panic? This is just a test from that old man. If we accept it, we will be in endless trouble."
As he spoke, he sighed and continued, "The situation in Yanjing is now very complicated. In addition to Prince Yu and the former prince's party, there are some forces lurking in the dark. I asked Pei Yi, and before they came, the Xie family had already shown signs of rebellion, and Prince Yuan's rebellion failed and he has been detained by the old man."
There was a trace of worry in Lin Yuzan's eyes, and the palm-leaf fan in his hand unconsciously stopped. "We showed up too early. It seems that we can no longer hide when we return to Yanjing. We have to face King Yu head-on."
Wang Cheng's eyes were filled with coldness when he heard this. He looked at his old rival and asked without any context, "I just wonder if Shunan... is willing?"
Lin Yuzan narrowed his eyes slightly, with a dangerous look in his eyes, and slowly replied: "If you are willing... I will do it willingly."
After this inexplicable question and answer, the courtyard fell into dead silence.
Soon, the cool autumn breeze blew into the yard, rolling up the scattered leaves and brushing across the thin faces of the two people.
After a long while, Wang Cheng finally broke the silence and asked, "How long do you plan to stay in Linjia Village?"
Lin Yuzan lowered his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and then made a decision: "I will leave after my grandmother divides the family business."
After saying this, he got up from the rocking chair and walked into the main house under Wang Cheng's surprised gaze.
The mother and daughter in the main house had already fallen asleep, and because they felt too hot, they did not stay together. Instead, they each occupied a piece of space, leaving a large gap in between.
Lin Yuzan sighed helplessly, and could only tiptoe to lie in the middle of the bed, murmuring sadly: "A short separation... is better than a new marriage..."
A short separation can never be better than a new marriage!!!
The sky was turning pale, and the light of morning sun shone into the Lin family courtyard.
Lin Yuzan, who was still sleeping, was awakened by a scream.
"Mom... Dad eats my feet."
The cauldron that fell from the sky instantly woke Lin Yuzan up. He opened his eyes unhappily and said with gritted teeth without even thinking, "Qing Jie'er, you actually stuffed your foot into your father's mouth."
Little Yining withdrew her foot awkwardly, and then she straightened her back, put her hands on her hips, and shouted loudly and confidently: "Humph, it's all Dad's fault for blocking my way. Sister Qing needs to pee, and she really can't hold it anymore!"
Lin Yuzan: ...
Before he finished speaking, the man reacted very quickly and sat up from the bed. He reached down, but unfortunately there was nothing under the bed. This made the man's face change suddenly. He picked up his daughter without saying a word and ran towards the only toilet in the house.
As soon as he stepped into the yard, he heard two excited and loud voices reading, and a young man practicing boxing nearby.
Lin Yuzan just glanced over there hurriedly, and without paying any more attention, he left without stopping.
But when they rushed to the toilet, they found the door was closed.
At this moment, Wang Gungun's boastful voice came from inside. "I knew Qingjie wanted to pee, but what should I do! It takes me a long time to poop, hahahaha..."
When Lin Yuzan heard this, he was furious. Without hesitation, he pushed open the toilet door and pulled out the brat who was occupying the toilet without doing anything. Then he hurriedly pushed his daughter into the toilet.
Then, he heard a muffled "puff" sound, and soon from the toilet came Qing Jie'er's heart-wrenching wails: "Wuwuwu... Mom! Dad pushed me into the shit!"
Lin Yuzan: ...
For a moment, the whole scene became chaotic.
However, at this moment, the matter was not over yet. Wang GunGun shouted, "Your mother will not come even if you shout at the top of your lungs. She has gone to take care of the patient. Besides, there is only a little bit of my shit in here. The big head is still outside!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his face started to turn red. Seeing the man's shocked face, he did not forget to retort: "Haven't you ever seen other people poop? Who told you to poop me out of the toilet!"
As the little boy finished his words, a pile of fresh shit fell to the ground.
"Wang Gun Gun..." Lin Yuzan's furious roar suddenly rang out.
Wang Cheng woke up in this chaos. He rubbed his eyes sleepily and pushed open the door. The scene that came into his sight instantly woke him up - he saw his old enemy with a ferocious face, carrying a little kid in one hand and walking towards him slowly.
Little Yining was wearing pajamas, barefoot, and walking around crying.
Wang Gungun was dressed neatly, but he had a sullen face and was holding up his pants in an indecent manner.
After Lin Yuzan handed the two kids to Zhao Ya who rushed over, his face was still distorted as never before.
Seeing this, Wang Cheng kindly asked, "Shun'an, what's going on..."
However, before he could finish his question, his old rival shouted "Get lost!"
"Bah"
Lin Yuzan, feeling very irritated after waking up, slammed the door shut.
Wang Cheng:......
At this time, Lin Yinhu ran up to him holding a book and said, "Uncle Cheng, can you listen to me recite the book? Uncle Yi has to go and coax Sister Qing, so he is busy."
Wang Cheng lowered his eyes to look at the heavy book in his hand, took it in his hand and examined it, and suddenly he didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why is Hu Ge'er reciting the "Da Zhou Calendar"? How are you doing with the "Thousand Character Classic"?"
Lin Yinhu blushed and said shyly, "I can recite it, but I only have a vague understanding of it."
Wang Cheng nodded slightly. "Studying is like climbing a mountain. You need to proceed step by step. Even if Brother Hu memorizes the "Da Zhou Calendar", it will be useless if he does not understand the deep meaning behind it."
"Uncle Kecheng... Ahzhi is just like me. He recited this without learning the Thousand Character Classic well. Is there anything wrong with what the emperor suggested?" Lin Yinhu asked doubtfully.
Ah Zhu...
Wang Cheng raised his eyes slightly and looked at the child he had only met once. He saw that he was also looking at him. However, when their eyes met, the man suddenly looked displeased, glared at him fiercely, and then turned away quickly.
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