After just dealing with a few hares, such a big change happened here, which Wu Mian really couldn't accept.
When Qingluan said that Qingshe was his child, Wu Mian certainly didn't believe it: "Wu Mian doesn't dare to interfere with my sister-in-law's affairs, but please don't treat Wu Mian as a fool..."
He shook his head with a bitter look on his face, and then his eyes were full of murderous intent: "Boy, I can pretend that I didn't see what happened just now, but when I come back, I don't want to see you again..."
Wu Fan didn't expect that it would cause such a misunderstanding, so he hurriedly stood up from Qingluan. Although it was difficult to let go of family ties, he did not belong here after all, and it was not easy to get too entangled with him.
"Don't worry, I will leave here!" Wu Fan nodded, "But please believe me, Godmother, things are not what you imagined..."
"Nonsense! Of course I believe my godmother... Bah, bah, bah, of course I believe my sister-in-law! Don't you dare sow discord, get out of here!" Wu Mian was confused by Wu Fan's anger.
"Hmph! I want to see who dares to let my son leave!" Qingluan finally saw his adopted sister's child, so of course he would not let him leave like this.
Seeing the awl hidden under Wu Mian's wrist, Qingluan stamped his foot, and the temperature in the room immediately skyrocketed.
"Hiss..." Feeling such a high temperature at close range, the spiritual yin rod in Wu Fan's hand was threatened and had to operate independently. Fortunately, Wu Fan reacted quickly and hurriedly asked the old immortal to help suppress it.
In order to prevent the extreme yin energy from affecting Qingluan and his unborn self, Wu Fan hurriedly said: "Brother Wu Mian actually has good intentions. Please calm down your godmother and take care of yourself!"
Hearing this, Qingluan, who was originally angry, suddenly lost his temper and said, "Thank you She'er for your concern. My godmother will listen to you."
Wu Mian was on the verge of crying but secretly thought that he had taken care of Qingluan for so long, but his right to speak was not as good as that of an outsider!
When it comes to good looks, Wu Mian considers himself to be pretty good. He is still in his prime, and he can be considered a handsome young man! I don’t understand at all what’s so strong about the other party? Could it be... relying on glib words?
Of course he didn't dare to do anything. He just wanted to scare Wu Fan. Since the situation had reached an irreversible point, Wu Mian could only put away the square cone and said sourly: "Congratulations, sister-in-law, for picking up such a great godson. It’s really gratifying!”
Wu Mian's meaning is very obvious, he is insinuating Wu Fan for being "old and disrespectful".
"Wu Mian, I really don't know how you have the nerve to talk about others? Counting how much older you are than me, can't you call me sister-in-law smoothly?" Qingluan frowned slightly when he heard this.
"Uh..." Wu Mian looked embarrassed for a while, but fortunately he reacted immediately, "I did it out of respect for my elder brother, unlike some people who have impure motives!" He was not good at speaking, and was still holding a gun and a stick against Wu Fan. .
Wu Fan was really depressed about being caught in the middle. Although he was thinking about "himself", he still had good intentions after all.
"The purpose is not pure?" Qingluan showed signs of attack again after hearing this, "She'er is only eight years old and is new to the mortal world. How can he have any ulterior motives?"
"So what if you are eight years old? Even if you are..." Before he finished speaking, Wu Mian's eyes suddenly widened, "You call this eight years old?"
After hearing Qingluan's impatient explanation, Wu Mian nodded doubtfully: "Let's assume that this kid's development was affected by the inversion poison... But looking at his appearance, is there any sign of poisoning? What are you doing standing still? I'm asking you!"
I thought Wu Mian would be able to calm down a bit after knowing the "truth", but Wu Fan didn't expect this person to be so suspicious.
"Wu Mian, I advise you to speak politely to She'er! Otherwise..." Qingluan was lecturing, but suddenly his nose wrinkled, "Where does the smell come from?"
"Ah! What a tragedy!" Wu Mian waited here for so long that he even forgot that there was rabbit meat cooking on the stove.
When he rushed over, he found that the soup had already dried up, the pottery pot was cracked in half, and the rabbit's head that fell into the stove was burnt...
"Boy! It's all your fault!" Wu Mian was furious and complained in a low voice to Wu Fan who was following closely, fearing that Qingluan would find him.
Seeing Wu Mian hurriedly hiding the pot behind the cabinet, Wu Fan smiled. I remember when I came to study
I had seen this broken pot here before.
At that time, he thought the pottery pot was some kind of treasure and asked Wu Mian about it, but Wu Mian said that it was just an ordinary pot that was broken into pieces by a wild cat and then discarded here...
The pottery pot was damaged, and Wu Mian suddenly frowned. He had specially borrowed the pot from the village chief temporarily, and now he no longer had any cooking tools.
"Wu Mian, didn't you say that the rabbit meat is ready? Why didn't I see anything?" Qingluan also came to the door, looking suspicious.
"Really? Hahaha...Sister-in-law must have heard wrong. I just said I would do it later! So...sister-in-law, please wait a moment!" Wu Mian pretended to light a fire while giving Wu Fan instructions. He winked.
Wu Fan understood and hurriedly moved a step to the side, blocking the soup bowl that Wu Mian had thrown on the ground.
"You are so unreliable... She'er, let's go back!" Qingluan rolled his eyes at Wu Mian and was about to call Wu Fan.
Once Wu Fan leaves, Qingluan will definitely discover the situation on the ground. Although Qingluan's character won't say much, Wu Mian feels sorry.
"Sister-in-law..." Wu Mian's mind was racing, "Can I let my nephew stay?" Kanshu La
Qing Luan was a little surprised when he heard this. Wu Mian was angry at Qing She just now, but why did he seem to be a different person in the blink of an eye? The more she looked at him, the more she felt that Wu Mian had bad intentions.
"Sister-in-law, don't get me wrong, I just want my nephew to stay and help out, so as to save some time!" Wu Mian spoke first.
Qingluan nodded slightly when he heard this: "Okay, but don't make She'er too tired. I'll go back upstairs to rest for a while."
"Sister-in-law, don't worry!"
Seeing Qingluan leaving, Wu Mian's worried heart dropped, and his bad attitude returned: "Boy! What are you still doing here? Clean up quickly!"
Obviously, the previous words were meant for Qingluan.
"Oh." It was just a piece of cake, so Wu Fan didn't refuse and started looking for tools.
"Boy, just stay here after you finish cleaning up! Don't have any evil intentions, otherwise you won't blame me for being rude!" Seeing Wu Fan being so obedient, Wu Mian became kinder despite his harsh words.
"Brother Wu Mian, are you going out?" Wu Fan didn't care about Wu Mian's attitude at all. Seeing the latter's behavior, he asked doubtfully, "Aren't there two hares left over there?"
"You're talking nonsense!" Wu Mian glared at Wu Fan and explained: "I'll go to the village chief's house to excuse myself and I'll be back soon!"
"Well..." Wu Fan held his chin and thought for a while, "The weather is really bad now, and it takes a lot of time to come and go. Leave the rest to me!"
"Leave it to you?" Wu Mian sneered, "Do you think...why should I believe what an eight-year-old child says?"
Wu Mian deliberately emphasized eight years old.
"That's it." Wu Fan pointed to the pottery pot behind the cabinet, "This kind of pottery pot itself is shoddily made and has a short lifespan. Cracks appear just from normal use. Although it is usually harmless, the temperature difference between indoor and outdoor is too big now. If you suddenly encounter alternation of hot and cold, this situation may still occur!"
"Ah?" Wu Mian didn't have this kind of experience, "Then... what do you think we should do?"
"My idea is to wrap the hare with soil and then burn it in the stove. This is simple and convenient!"
"It's easy to put it..." Wu Mian frowned, "Where are you going to find dirt in this ice and snow?"
"Brother Wu Mian has potted plants in his room, right? The red soil there is of the best quality!" Wu Fan said lightly.
"Eh? Why didn't I think of it..." Wu Mian suddenly realized, then his eyes narrowed with a strange look on his face: "No, how did you know that?"
"Guess." A meaningful smile appeared on Wufan's lips. Although he had other methods, he still wanted to make the other party bleed as a "lesson" to him.
Thinking that it was for Qingluan, Wu Mian was generous and reluctantly dug up the two potted plants and sent the soil to Wu Fan.
"Come on, come on, let's see how easily you talk about this matter.
I'll leave it to you! "Wu Mian was not sure of success, so he simply handed over the mess to Wu Fan. After all, this was Qingluan's godson, and no matter what he did, he would never disapprove of him.
"Okay! Brother Wu Mian, please wait a moment." With that said, Wu Fan accelerated his sweeping speed.
"I'm so impressed with you. Why can't you tell your priorities? Leave this to me! Go and do your work!" Wu Mian urged, stronger than the broom.
"Brother Wu Mian." Wu Fan spoke again.
"What's the matter?" Wu Mian was a little impatient.
"One pot of soil for this potted plant is actually enough..." Wu Fan pointed to the two flower pots on the ground.
"What?" Wu Mian felt his heart dripping with blood and reluctantly said, "You kid...why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"You didn't ask, either?" Wu Fan said as he carried the flower pot to the bucket to handle it.
"..." Wu Mian touched his heart and could no longer make any sound.
When he cleaned the ground and carefully moved the potted plant back to the pot, he found that Wu Fan was still washing his hands.
"You kid..." Wu Mian was about to reprimand the other party for delaying, but saw that the two hares had disappeared. Turning around again, he saw two more mud balls in the stove.
"You kid..." Wu Mian was worried, thinking that Wu Fan had wrapped the hare directly, but found two more pieces of fur and internal organs in the bucket next to him.
"Brother Wu Mian, what's wrong?" Wu Fan asked, waving his hands after washing off the dirt on his hands.
"You kid...you are quite fast..." Wu Mian reluctantly complimented, and then muttered: "But as the saying goes: slow work makes fine work, I'm a little worried that if you do this, it won't taste very good..."
"No..." Wu Fan murmured after hearing this, "I just don't want my mother to wait too long..."
Wu Mian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and secretly wondered why this kid was really into the drama? But this time he just moved his lips, but for some reason he didn't make a mocking sound.
"Wu Mian, what are you making? It looks appetizing!" When he came downstairs, Qingluan saw two black and red mud balls on the table and couldn't help but express his opinion.
"Hehe." Although this person was scolded, he seemed to have taken some advantage and actually laughed out loud, "Sister-in-law, my nephew made this for you!"
"Really?" Qingluan changed his expression of displeasure, came closer and gently knocked on two mud balls, "Don't tell me, although this thing looks ordinary on the outside, I can feel the mystery inside it! "
When Wu Mian heard this, the smile immediately froze on his face.
They are all human beings, so why is the gap so big?
