Chapter 50: Journey to the West

"Yi'er actually watched it all night?" When the sky was slightly bright in the morning, Bai Jianran walked into the study. Wang Conghan turned around and found that he had been watching all night.

"Yes, I'm worried about my uncle." After extinguishing the candlelight, Wang Conhan got up and saluted Bai Jianran respectfully, then went to the sleeping little boy Chang'an at the small table at the door and patted him on the shoulder.

"Young master, would you like some tea?" Chang'an was still a little confused and instinctively asked, which made Bai Jianran laugh out loud.

Wang Conghan stretched his arms around. He hadn't read it for a long time, and he was really a little tired. Hao Ran smiled and said, "Uncle, I really haven't worked hard tonight," he handed the manuscript in his hand to Bai Jianran. "It's just the strangeness of my uncle's talk yesterday!"

"You child..." Bai Jianran didn't expect that he had not slept all night. He quickly said to him, "Quickly clean up, have some breakfast, and then take a rest." Bai Jianran said and remembered that he had also read at night. He shook his head and smiled, "Carefully, your aunt knows how to beat you!"

Although it is just a miscellaneous book, it is really beautiful, and I can't put it down. Bai Jianran is actually not as old-fashioned as Bai Yitian imagined.

Wang Conghan had a simple breakfast with his aunt and uncle. He didn't say anything and slept. There was no Bai Yitian. This breakfast was even simpler and faster. When my cousin arrived yesterday, I heard that he had gone to the villa of the Zhou family again.

"Auntie, is your cousin and the Zhou family familiar with this?" Thinking of this, Wang Conghan couldn't help frowning.

"The children of the Zhou family are all good children. Tian'er is with them, which teaches me to rest assured." His aunt looked as usual and said to him with a smile, "That villa was designed by your uncle himself."

Since the Dragon Boat Festival, Bai Yitian has really sent pine eggs and oily duck eggs several times, and specially wrote to inform Xiao Qi Niang that it was given to Cong Meng, and the people in Wang family loved them very much. Several banquets for relatives and friends have added a lot of color to the Wang family. Wang Zhifu praised Wang Congmeng several times. Wang Conghan himself was quite disapproving.

In private, Bai Yitian also told him that "Zhenweizhai" had his own shares.

Although "Zhenwei Zhai" is not in Qingzhou, its reputation has spread far away. Wang Conghan naturally knows that he did not expect that this small shop is a joint share between the Zhou family and Bai Yitian. This week's family is really thoughtful.

At that time, Wang Congehan believed that it was the Zhou family who favored his cousin and himself, so he specifically told Cong Meng, "I didn't say that this week's family is just a small businessman, so it's better to have less contact!"

Wang Conghan never paid attention to the dinner during the Dragon Boat Festival. Zhou's family is just a countryman, and the young master Zhou Bo is cold and cold. Naturally, Sanlang Liulang is not in his eyes, but just to give his cousin some face.

Wang Congehan is not very happy to see the girl go home and talk more about the Zhou sisters.

Fortunately, the Zhou family was also very interesting and unpleasant. They only politely gave Wang Congmeng a few times to pickled eggs. Although Wang Congmeng also gave back, he did not ask for further acquaintance, which made him very surprised and couldn't help looking a little higher.

He himself will not lower his body to go to a family like the Zhou family!

He is not Bai Yitian. Bai Yitian is romantic and handsome, simple and kind-hearted. Influenced by his aunt, he has no interest in politics and prefers to eat, drink and play. Now he has shares in Zhenweizhai, and he is even more unmotivated.

He is Wang Conghan. He can only allow Wen Nengwen, Yunwu Nengwu, and strict requirements on himself, so that he can maintain the image of his eldest son in the Wang family, and to calm down those brothers who are ready to move and those unwilling aunts behind him. His father is not fair, and his mother died young. Fortunately, his stepmother has only one daughter, so So that we can only rely on him.

In Wang Conghan's heart, he felt a suffocating heartache for the Wang family.

Therefore, he only admitted that he was a real relative of the Bai family. His aunt was kind, his uncle was wise, and his cousin was simple. They didn't want anything from him, but sincerely looked forward to him. But he doesn't want to come often, because in this warm home, he will lose all his combat effectiveness.

"Sir, the Zhou family is not what you think." His aunt couldn't help whispering when she saw his unhappy face.

"Yes, I remember it."

Bai Jianran glanced at Wang Conghan with concern. His straight and thin body was slightly stiff, and his white and beautiful face was a trace of disapproval. The child's nature is too extreme. He coughed gently: "Cang Han," Wang Conghan quickly over and bowed, "What's your uncle's order?"

Looking at Chang'an, who was leaning against the door and doting, he said, "I know you have great ambitions, and you will definitely win next spring! But it's too hard. I'm afraid it willlei your body and make your aunt worry. As a Bai and as a part of him, he cares from the bottom of his heart. He has been watching over the years coldly and knows that the child is too thoughtful.

My aunt looked at Wang's thin face. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and the more distressed she became. She nodded and said, "What your uncle said is that you must stay in peace for a few more days this time, so that your aunt can also mend your body."

My only sister was so strong when she was young that she left so early, leaving her with such a personality as her nephew!

According to her, as soon as her sister passed away, she will take her nephew, but this is the eldest son of the Wang family. How can she take her away as much as her aunt? Therefore, it is also very painful to see the child's more and more indifferent personality over the years.

Wang Conghan looked at his aunt's eyes with some fog and quickly replied, "I'm worried about my aunt. I will definitely stay with my aunt for a few more days."

"It's still sensible," Bai Jianran sighed and said, "Your cousin is unlearned, and he is not as good as the little Sanlang of the Zhou family!"

"My cousin has his own universe in his heart, and my uncle is too worried." Wang Cong didn't care about it. He knew Bai Yitian's real level. How could ordinary people compare with him? Uncle, you value the Zhou family too much!"

Bai Jianran took a deep look at Wang Conghan and knew that ordinary people couldn't see him. Then he slowly said, "Why did the old man Xu Cong'an shout that he wanted to continue to swim in the mountains and rivers half a year ago, but lived in the Zhou family?"

Wang Conhan is speechless. The old man Xu's thinking is different from normal people, but this time he praises the business family like the Zhou family too much, right?

"Is the manuscript you read last night still eye-catching?" Bai Jianran suddenly changed the topic.

Is it? Wang Conhan turned around and asked in a low voice, "The manuscript is handsome and upright, and the story is extraordinary, but it is by no means uncle's style. I don't know where uncle got such a good book?"

"Brother Xu came from Zhou's house." Bai Jianran rarely saw his nephew shriveled, deliberately said calmly, and then pretended not to care and went straight back to the study.

His son is like his old friend, falling in love with mountains and rivers, and he is at ease. His wife's nephew is only two years older than him, but much calmer.

The curtain opened, and Wang Conghan followed with an incredible expression. Bai Jianran laughed with relief and felt that he was no longer alone holding the manuscript and laughing secretly.

Stepping to the desk, Wang Conhan picked up the manuscript and looked up and down.

"Aunt, do you think this manuscript is from the Zhou family?" Wang Conghan was shocked!

"Zhou Jia Sanlang's record, this is the story of Xue Jian, the girl of the Zhou family, who tells the children every day. How can the old guy say it falsely?"

His heart surged and knew that it was impossible for Bai Jianran to lie to him. He couldn't help muttering, "This, this, how is this possible?"

On the other side of the desk, Bai Qianran nodded and said to himself, "This little Zhou family, a merchant, hides dragons and crouchs and tigers. I saw the girl. Although Lingxiu is more than enough, she does not have great wisdom. It doesn't seem to be able to make up such a story. However, what An said, it is never false. What's more, Tian'er also heard her talk and make it up with her own ears. Occasionally, there were jokes, but when Zhou Jia Sanlang compiled the manuscript, it was corrected.

Wang Cong sat in a daze for a long time. Unexpectedly, he saw a handwritten manuscript in his uncle's study this time. The story was full of ghosts, but it was addictive. Thinking that the Monkey has cut through the thorns all the way, he is invincible, but because of the ubiquitous nepotism, he can only let go. The second brother is lazy and slippery, but he is loved by the master. The third brother is simple and unpretentious, but he is often ignored by everyone. The most hateful of the master, who is good and evil, is not loyal and treacherous. How can he not let him see more and more. The more shocked you look at it, the more frightened you become?

This is obviously a portrayal of his Wang Conghan!

He raised his head and asked, "Auntie, when will Yitian come back?"

When it comes to Bai Yitian, Bai Jianran's face cooled down: "Who knows when this rebellion will be enough? I just sent two pheasants back the day before yesterday! I think I'm happy in the villa!"

After saying that, after thinking about it, Bai Jianran said again, "This stinky boy is used to enjoy it. If you come to that villa, there is indeed a place to return to the original!" With this, he brought a little leisurely yearning on his face.

Wang Conghan listened to his uncle's words with a wry smile and casually turned over the manuscript, but his thoughts drifted away. Hearing that his uncle said that the manuscript was written by Zhou Jia Sanlang actually came from the story told by Zhou Bo, the beautiful little maidservant, and he instantly petrified.

"Alas, although your environment is good, it is not suitable for studying after all. It's better to study at your uncle's house in the past six months." Bai Jianran suddenly said, "Although my uncle is not talented, he still has some experience, and I can give you a little advice."

Wang Conghan got up and thanked him and said, "It's a blessing to get my uncle's guidance."

Bai Jianran said with a smile, "You also have this heart."

"Who doesn't know that my uncle is the most talented son of Dashun!" Wang Conghan flattered a little stiffly. Obviously, he was inexperienced and was not used to it.

Bai Jianran didn't collapse and smiled: "You'd better not learn from the sky!"

In the morning, my mind wandered on Xuejian from time to time. It was not until near noon that I was a little suddenly confused. Finally, I focused on my book, and my aunt came to call him for dinner again.

I didn't sleep well when I went back to my room after lunch. I was surprised when I first saw the snow, and the regret when I saw goodbye on the Dragon Boat Festival. Later, I heard her bickering with Bai Yitian and knew that this was just a rural maidservant who did not understand human affairs. I was already disdainful. I didn't expect that such an illiterate rural maidservant could make up such a story? Wang Conghan sat up on the edge of the bed and just turned over in his mind. Is it a dream? Or memories? He certainly doesn't know. In fact, this is a proper noun, that is, after watching a movie!

Of course, Wang Conghan can be sure that this is a story made up by Xue Jian. If such a story had been circulated, even if he didn't know it, his uncle would have heard it.

What kind of woman is this? What kind of glass heart and liver do you have? He thought it was impossible to find such a person who knew him in his life, but he didn't expect that he would appear in such a way...