Chapter 150 Accidental collision
Three days later, Gong Changan left home.
These three days were really too hasty. We had to pack our bags and say goodbye to our relatives and friends, and we didn’t even have time to say goodbye one by one.
This morning, many people who usually interacted closely with each other came to see each other off, and half of the street was occupied by carriages and horses.
Gong Changan had already cried in Wen Mingqian's room. At this time, except for the slightly red eyes, his expression looked very peaceful.
Everyone who saw him felt that this child was really young and mature, no wonder he could enter the Three Paths Academy.
Naturally, Feng Tianzhu, Qiao Ziyu and others also came to see him off. Feng Tianzhu cried so hard that he burst into tears.
He had fallen ill just the day before yesterday. Thanks to the alertness and alertness of the puppy Gong Changan gave him, Wu was called before he fell ill.
"Good brother, I don't know how long it will be before I see you again. When you get there, remember to write back often. Don't forget me, brother."
"Don't worry, our friendship as brothers will never change. Whenever I can return to the capital, I will definitely come back to see you. You should take care of yourself, and I will write to you when I arrive." Gong Changan was actually very reluctant to let go of his gang. Little brother, but he knew that the love between his son and his daughter was not in his destiny.
After saying goodbye to everyone one by one, Gong Changan and Zhang Ma got into the car and left as everyone watched.
Mrs. Gong did not send her out, but stayed in her room and shed tears.
This grandson spent the shortest time with him, but she loved him the most.
Wen Mingqian and Sang Er sent Gong Changan out of the city, and they finally said goodbye after they had been warned.
It wasn't until Gong Changan's carriage was obscured by the woods that Sang Er whispered to Wen Mingqian: "Auntie, let's go back! It's windy here, be careful of catching a cold."
"Go back!" Wen Mingqian put down the car curtain, his voice like a sigh.
"It's still early anyway, why don't you go for a walk on the street to relax." Sang Er said thoughtfully.
"Then let's go to Mingjing Building! The original cook there is back again." Wen Mingqian tightened his cloak.
The weather is indeed getting cold, and it’s time for a warm glass of wine. Otherwise, if you are lonely and lonely, how can you comfort yourself?
The driver drove the car to Mingjing Building. San Er got off the bus first, asked the shopkeeper, and asked for a private room on the second floor.
Then he came back and helped Wen Mingqian get out of the car.
The weather is a bit cloudy today, but the business in the restaurant is actually good.
There is a fire dragon in the restaurant, and people feel warm all over as soon as they enter.
Being smoked by alcohol again, I couldn't help but feel a little lighter.
"Sang'er, this is not far from your uncle's place. Buy some snacks and go see him." Wen Mingqian said, "You haven't seen him for some time. Have dinner with him and then come find me."
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"That's fine," Sang Er wrinkled his nose and said, "I haven't seen him for a long time."
He said and went downstairs.
Wen Mingqian was alone in the private room, and soon the food and drinks were served.
The four dishes she ordered were the same ones she ordered when she first came here. Looking at the dishes and smelling the aroma, it seemed like she had gone back many years ago.
"Madam, this is the craftsmanship of Master Huang in our restaurant. Please use it as you please." The waiter said diligently and then stepped back.
Wen Mingqian picked up the chopsticks and tasted it. Sure enough, it still tasted the same as before. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly and poured himself another glass of wine.
Sure enough, some things will change and some won't. She will always like those that bring her happiness and enjoyment.
After drinking the warm wine, his whole body felt warm. Wen Mingqian gently opened the window, and there were already scattered snowflakes falling outside.
This is the first snow of the year.
"Chang'an and the others should stay in Heyangyi today. I hope it will be sunny tomorrow and the snow will melt early." She was worried about her son in her heart, feeling happy and sad.
"Sister, if you were still here, it would be great if we could have a drink by the window." Unconsciously, Wen Mingqian had drank the entire bottle of wine. Asked the bartender to come up and add another pot.
Speaking of Saner, she shopped on the street for a while and bought a few snacks before slowly walking to her uncle's silk and satin shop.
When I walked in from the front door, I saw that the guys were all busy greeting the guests, but only his uncle Sang Sanyang was missing.
"This old guy is not in the store, where did he go?" Sang Er muttered and walked towards the backyard.
The front and back yards were originally connected, and there was a door in the middle that was never locked, but San Er discovered that that door was actually locked today.
"What kind of gourd is it filled with?" Sang Er curled his lips, took out the key from his body, and opened the lock easily.
I don’t know if it’s because of the snow, but the backyard is especially quiet.
I walked to the door and pushed it open, only to find that it was pinned from the inside.
"This old thing is just taking advantage of the cloudy weather to sleep in." Sang Er was jealous for a moment and wanted to scare her uncle, "How can a door bolt defeat me?"
She picked up a bamboo branch from the yard, gently stretched it through the crack in the door, and slowly opened the door bolt.
"Hehehe, I'll scare you when I enter the room later." Sang Er whispered with a bad smile.
Her uncle and the two of them seemed to be incompatible with each other, but also close to each other.
She knew better than anyone where her uncle kept his money.
He could take as much money as he wanted, and Sang Sanyang would never stop him.
It's just that the two of them couldn't say a few words before they started to quarrel and didn't like each other.
The doors and windows in the house were closed, and it was snowing again, so it was a little dark.
It took Sang Er a while to get used to it before he could clearly see the scene in the room. There was a fire on the tea stove outside, but the fire was so small that it could only keep the teapot warm.
There is an embroidered soft satin curtain hanging on the inner door, which is actually a pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water that Sang Sanyang has never hung before.
"Could this old widower be in love?" Sang Er snickered, "So shameless!"
She tiptoed into the room and felt a scent of fragrance.
Sangyang almost never burns incense. When will it stop doing this? Sang Er wrinkled his nose in displeasure.
Looking at the curtains on the bed, she knew her uncle must be sleeping.
Sang Er stepped forward and suddenly opened the curtain, saying: "It's so shameless to sleep in broad daylight!"
When she shouted these words, she could only clearly see the situation on the bed. She couldn't help but screamed in surprise, retracted her hand, and the bed curtain fell down again.
Just for a short moment, she saw Sang Sanyang sleeping with a disheveled woman sleeping side by side.
It's just that most of the woman's face was covered by messy black hair, so she couldn't see clearly.
Sang Sanyang naturally woke up with a start, and inevitably became a little angry and shouted: "What nonsense! Get out quickly!"
Has Son Er ever seen this battle? Not caring about arguing with her uncle, she turned around and ran out.
When I got outside, I felt that my face was so hot that it was almost bleeding. The snowflakes fell on my face and turned into water instantly.
After standing in the snow for a long time, the fright slowly passed away, and then anger arose.
"It's obvious that you, an old man who is not ashamed to show prostitution in the daytime, still scolded me? It's really unlucky for me to see this scene today." Sang Er was extremely annoyed.
Even so, she always felt that the woman seemed familiar to her.
But for a moment I couldn't remember who it was.