"Sister, have you encountered anything good recently?"
Wen Xue was eating when she heard her brother Wen Qinghua's words. She turned to look at him and asked, "Why do you say that?"
Next to her, a girl with loose hair and two pigtails hanging down her shoulders. She looked cute and cute. She blinked and looked over with her big round eyes. She was chewing rice slowly in her mouth, but all her attention was focused on it. This side obviously cares about it too.
Wen Qinghua also looked at the girl, then smiled at Wen Xue and said, "I noticed that you have been laughing more and more recently. Isn't this a happy event? What, are you about to get promoted?"
"Why do you think I'm usually so serious?"
Wen Qinghua smiled and said: "It's not very serious, it's very serious. If you don't believe me, ask Ju'an?"
"Ah?" The girl named Ju'an obviously didn't expect that she had her own business here. She looked up and quickly lowered her head to block her mother's eyes with her air bangs.
In fact, she wanted to say that she was sometimes a little afraid of the woman who gave birth to her. As her uncle said, she used to be very serious. She always had a straight face when facing her, teaching this and that, but she was not allowed to do this. That won't be allowed either.
She even looks forward to the few days when her uncle comes to visit her home every month, because only when he comes, he can divert her mother's attention slightly, so that she can get a moment of peace and not have to be careful about her mother all the time. His eyes and expression changed.
Her mother had extremely high demands on her and had a terrible desire for control, which made her feel as if she was always in a cage and wanted to escape.
So even though she doesn't really have deep feelings for her father, she still looks forward to seeing him, because he can bring her some family affection that she has never experienced before.
At least to her mother, she felt that she was treated less like a daughter and more like a pet, a pet that was kept at home just to satisfy her need for companionship and to do as she pleased.
"Okay, Ju'an, go back to your room after eating. Your uncle and I still have something to say."
"Hmm..." The girl responded in a low voice, and immediately stood up and left without daring to hesitate.
After watching his niece leave, Wen Qinghua shook his head and said, "Sister, you treat Ju'an like this... it's so depressing!"
Wen Xue did not answer the question at all, but asked: "How did the thing I asked you to do go?"
"Oh, I collected his information and it's all here." Although he gave the things to Wen Xue, Wen Qinghua still had some doubts and said, "Sister, do you really want to go with your brother-in-law..."
Before he could finish, Wen Xue raised her hand and interrupted: "He is not your brother-in-law!"
Seeing her solemn expression and sharp eyes, Wen Qinghua knew that this was actually her pain point.
As the sweet girl of heaven, she was down and out, so she had no choice but to get married. However, she never thought highly of him in her heart, so she immediately chose to leave as soon as there was a turning point.
And after graduating from college, I quickly had to put aside the relationship.
After all, for Wen Xue, this is already a shameful experience. She cannot directly erase it because her daughter still exists, but she can cut off the past. ….
From now on, everything about their mother and daughter will have nothing to do with that man.
Of course, the other party would not give up easily, so Wen Xue asked him to collect evidence just to deal with him.
If he doesn't understand and still wants to compete for Wen Ju'an, these will directly stop his thoughts.
This is inconsistent with Wen Qinghua's personal philosophy, but she is his sister after all. Besides, if he doesn't do it, someone will do it. At least with his participation, he can be there to dissuade her.
Wen Xue knew what he was thinking but didn't care. After looking through it for a while, she put it away and prepared to put it in the study. Then she suddenly thought of something, her face changed subtly and she said, "I still have to review the manuscript. You If you don’t want to go back, just stay here tonight.”
Wen Qinghua joked, "Then I'll wash the dishes and I'll pay for tonight's accommodation."
Wen Xue glanced at him and said, "It's up to you..."
Wen Qinghua watched his sister leave as soon as she finished speaking, without any delay or surprise, and began to clean up the mess.
Then after thinking about it, he went outside Wen Ju'an's house, knocked on the door, and asked, "Ju'an, it's me, uncle. Can I come in?"
There was a pause inside before there was a response. Wen Qinghua opened the door and walked in. He saw Wen Ju'an sitting in front of the desk. The desk lamp illuminated her small palm-sized face. At this moment, she was not reading homework, but just lying on the desk. In front of me, I stared blankly at a photo opposite.
It was a photo of a man and a little girl. The little girl in it was obviously Wen Ju'an, and the man's identity was naturally no surprise.
Wen Qinghua looked at his niece and felt a little sad. He knew that the girl had lost her father's love since she was a child, and her mother had always exerted high pressure. How could a child of this age endure it?
"Ju'an, how have you been at school lately?"
Wen Qinghua hesitated for a moment, but still did not directly talk to the other party about her father. Instead, she found another topic, hoping to draw her attention away.
Wen Ju'an looked back at his uncle and nodded slightly.
Wen Qinghua pushed up his glasses and said with a smile: "That's good. If you have any questions that you don't understand, you can ask your uncle. I should be able to help you answer them now. In two years, I might have to I’ve almost forgotten it, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to teach you by then.”
Wen Ju'an also smiled slightly and said, "Didn't my uncle get into college after studying for a few months? He was faster than my mother."
Wen Qinghua laughed and said, "That's still not comparable to ***..."
After chatting for a while, Wen Qinghua saw that Wen Ju'an's eyelids were about to droop and she was obviously sleepy, so he asked her to take a bath and go to bed early. He wanted to chat with his sister for a while.
After all, it was a rare visit. He just walked outside the study and heard his sister Wen Xue's laughter. He was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that he heard wrongly.
After a while, when there was no sound inside, he went up and knocked on the door. His sister's voice came from inside, but it seemed to be mixed with some fuss.
Wen Qinghua pushed the door open and walked in. He saw that Wen Xue's face seemed a little strange, as if she was trying her best to hide or suppress something. He glanced at her hand and saw a piece of letter paper mixed in between a stack of books. It was probably due to the rush. The room was not well hidden, but a corner still leaked out.
Wen Qinghua walked forward calmly, thinking of asking her a few words, and took the opportunity to pull it out to see what was written on it, which made Wen Xue's reaction so strange.
But he didn't expect that it was Wen Xue who diverted his attention first, and then looked back and saw that the piece of paper was no longer there.
Apparently Wen Xue also noticed something was wrong and took the opportunity to hide it.
This made Wen Qinghua even more curious. What kind of letter was it that Wen Xue paid so much attention to but had to hide it from herself?
And combined with the laughter she just heard, if it wasn't an illusion, it should be news that made her happy, or something else?
Wen Qinghua felt confused and looked at his sister opposite, wanting to talk about Wen Ju'an.
Wen Xue seemed to be aware of his intention, and raised her hand to interrupt: "Okay, it's getting late, you should go back and rest. I'll watch for a while, and I have to take a shower later. Hurry up. Son, otherwise we will all be crowded together and there won’t be enough hot water.”
Wen Qinghua nodded silently and could only temporarily suppress the questions in his mind.
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