Chapter 43 The eldest son and the younger son
Wen Rensheng quickly returned to his villa. As soon as he and Li Shuangyue approached the villa, they heard Brother De's puzzled voice coming from the hall:
" Lao Wu, what's going on with you, you go to the bathroom as soon as you enter my house? Is it not enough to go to the bathroom once? Is there something wrong with it?"
"Uncle, Teacher Wu may be doing it for our safety. Think about it. Teacher Zheng said that the bathroom sewer is one of the places where weird things happen most often in the family..." This was Zhao Han's voice.
“Tch, with my son here, how can I trouble him? And since I’ve known him, he doesn’t like to meddle in other people’s business. There must be something wrong with his behavior today. Xiaohan, please help me think about it. I think I’ve been a little confused lately.”
"Teacher Wu is just kind-hearted. Besides, what use is it to us to think of other people's purposes?"
"Of course it is useful. If I can think of it, I can threaten him and ask him to stop thinking about it." Those good wines were secretly given to me."
"But I really can't think of it."
"You can't tell him even if you think of it." Enter the door and interrupt the conversation between the two.
He was the only one who understood what Lao Wu’s purpose was—it was just to see if he and Wu Shanshan were living together.
How is that possible?
He is an honest man. The reason why he asked Old Wu to send the two of them back was to prove to them that he had never had any bad intentions towards his daughter.
After he came in, he was a little surprised, because Brother De was holding a copy of "Forty Thousand Tang Poems" and pretending to read it. He didn't drink beer like he usually did when he was not around.
Zhao Han was reading a book on the side, which was the "Stories of Ancient and Strange Things" that he had read in his study.
I didn’t expect Zhao Han to still be able to keep an eye on Brother De. Is this just tofu with brine and one thing reduced?
Or maybe the other party's narration gave her some hints.
At this moment, Old Wu had already walked down from the second floor, his expression a bit complicated.
"It's okay, you really didn't lie," Old Wu came over and patted Wen Rensheng on the shoulder and whispered, "But where is she now?"
"Oh, come back. "Previously, Shanshan went to the specialty store to buy various high-end ingredients to celebrate my early passing of the selection of judges today," Wen Rensheng replied generously.
Hearing this, Old Wu's expression suddenly changed slightly, and then he extended his thumb and said: "Well, he is worthy of being my Wu Liansong's best friend. In the first year of taking the exam, he will be selected in advance. It seems that I have to stay and celebrate with you.”
"Great, I'm going to have another delicious meal tonight." Zhao Han cheered.
"Okay, what's good? High-end ingredients are also difficult to handle..." Wen Rende threw the book away and leaned on the sofa.
"Uncle, let me rub your shoulders in advance." With a flattering look on his face, Zhao Han came to Wen Rende's sofa and stretched out his hand to press his shoulders.
"Not bad, comfortable. If Asheng is half as filial as you, I will be completely satisfied," Wen Rende said happily, "No wonder people say that daughters are father's caring little cotton-padded jackets. I am only 37 years old , there should be time to raise a daughter."
"Brother De, you didn't drink today, do you feel like you can drift off?" Wen Rensheng sat on the sofa and took out his mobile phone.
Lao Wu also sat on the sofa and turned on the TV to watch.
Li Shuangyue went to the bathroom in silence and without any sense of presence.
Wen Rende turned a deaf ear to Wen Rensheng’s words. Seeing Lao Wu’s behavior, he rolled his eyes and said directly: “Hey, Lao Wu, do you really want to stay for dinner? There is no reason to be a guest empty-handed. , we are all traditional Chinese people, and we must not forget the etiquette left by our ancestors. It happens that your home is not far from here, so hurry up and get your two bottles of Gujing Gong..."
"There is no wine, and I just want to eat the dinner you made with nothing." Old Wu said matter-of-factly while watching the news.
Wen Rende immediately said in pain: "It's true that the world is deteriorating and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be. Who gave you this for granted? I finally understand why the Internet can make up "A friend comes from afar, even though he is far away, he must Zhu', those are all based on life..."
Wen Rensheng ignored the nonsense between the two and was reading the news on the "Secret Key".
This contains the connections he has accumulated over the past three years, ranging from inspection departments to personal relationships. It is highly confidential and is a general APP in the mysterious field.
Because it is developed and maintained by the palace, some people deliberately avoid using it. The frequency of use of this APP is actually an implicit evaluation method. Not only does it cost nothing to use this APP, you insist on checking in every day, and you can get a monthly subsidy. It’s not a matter of 10 or 20 cents, but 10 or 8 yuan...
So Those who use it every day are not necessarily good people; but those who don't use it every day must have some problem.
He sent Inspector Liu what he had just seen and heard at Xu's house through this APP.
"Thank you, Manager Wenren, for the information. There have been a lot of things going on here recently. Xu Qingshu's matter is being followed up, but it's just inconvenient to do anything at the moment. We suspect there is something deeper behind them." The other party seconds replied.
"Thank you for your hard work." Wen Rensheng typed.
He was not surprised by this. The principle of the Inspectorate is - when faced with mystery, never be impatient unless necessary.
These twelve characters may seem ordinary, but they are accumulated from countless mysterious natural disasters filled with blood and tears in history.
As long as the mysterious incident does not show signs of affecting the public and can be confined to a small area, the Inspectorate will not act rashly.
They will only continue to follow and dig deeper to find out the root cause as much as possible. When they are confident enough, they will go offline in one fell swoop.
At this time, Wen Rende, who was having his shoulders rubbed, said to Zhao Han behind him: "Xiao Han, don't you have to take the test next week? Although there is no pressure to fail this time, the results are better. You can get a lot of benefits and allowances, so you should go to study. You don't have to help with meals this week."
"I'm stupid, so it won't be of much use to spend more time studying." Hanhun said indifferently.
"Uh," Wen Rende looked at her twice, then suddenly turned to Wen Rensheng and said, "Xiao Sheng, I remember telling you a story when I was a child."
Wen Rensheng didn't take his eyes away, just looking down at his phone.
Wen Rende said to himself: "Once upon a time, there was an old rich man. He had two sons. Before he died, he didn't know which one he wanted to pass on the family property to. So he asked his servant to bring two sons. Give the rotten ax to the eldest son and the youngest son, and ask them to go up the mountain to chop firewood tomorrow. The amount of firewood at sunset will determine who will inherit the family property."
"It must be..." Zhao Han just wanted to answer. But Wen Rende reached out and slapped her...
She was stunned, and heard Wen Rende continue: "Then the eldest son set out with an ax in the early morning, and the younger son ate well, slept well, and got up early. Start sharpening the axe. At sunset, the eldest son came back with only a few weeds and rotten wood, while the younger son came back with a lot of bundled good wood. Asheng, you know how this old rich man distributes his family property. "
Zhao Han finally couldn't help it and said proudly: "It must be for the younger son, because the younger son knows how to sharpen a knife and chop wood."
When Wen Rende heard this, he looked at her strangely, wondering what he was thinking.
"Of course it is for the eldest son," Wen Rensheng said without raising his head, "In your story, the old rich man only said that it would be determined by how much he cut down, but he did not say that the eldest son would inherit the family property if he cut more. If the son is stupid, he will listen to the old rich man's last words. If the younger son is smart, he can think of a better way. Then let the younger son go out to develop and keep the older son to guard the family business."
"Heroes. We see the same thing...No, like father, like son," Wen Rende said with great satisfaction, and then asked, "Then do you know why I want to tell you this story?"
When Wen Rensheng heard this, he frowned slightly and looked at Brother De seriously. After looking at him for a long time, his eyes seemed to be shining brightly.
Wen Rende was horrified by what he saw and was trembling... He couldn't help but lean towards the direction where Old Wu was sitting, earning him a look of disgust on his face.
"Brother De, if I hadn't confirmed that you had indeed lost your alien species, I would have regarded you as an ancient hermit master."
Speaking of this, he began to use his mobile phone to browse through the emails sent by Wu Shanshan. His information.
Is this the real motivation of Xu Qingshu?
There is indeed a terrible truth hidden behind the "Death of Expert" incident, which makes people shudder.
But it is just speculation now, there is no evidence.
(End of this chapter)