The reborn sweet wife is so good at flirting, the abstinent Qi Ye fell into the trap

Yu Wenzhi walked in with a small stew pot, placed the stew pot on the coffee table in front of Wu Yun, and then said softly: "Aunt Wu, I don't know if it suits your taste. I remember that you like sweet things, so I added a little more. Rock sugar, the stew pot is a bit hot, please be careful."

"There are always people waiting in the Wu family's kitchen. There is no need for you to do it yourself." Wu Yun said and saw Yu Wenzhi put his hands behind his back uncomfortably. She immediately asked: "What's wrong with your hands?"

"It's okay, you can try it first." Yu Wenzhi took a small step back, shook his head with a smile, and then exclaimed as if he remembered something: "I came in a hurry and forgot to bring a spoon. I'll get it."

"Don't worry, show me your hand first." Wu Yun stretched out her hand. Seeing that Yu Wenzhi still wanted to hide, she deliberately made a serious face: "You don't listen to Aunt Wu, do you?"

Only then did Yu Wenzhi gently place the hand hidden behind his back on Wu Yun's palm. On the white and slender fingers, the hot red mark was extremely conspicuous: "Aunt Wu, it doesn't hurt."

Wu Yun didn't answer, but there was a hint of sourness in her heart. She turned her head and looked at Wu Siyan: "Go get the burn ointment."

"Okay, little aunt." Wu Siyan responded and immediately went to get the burn ointment.

"There are professional chefs in the Wu family's kitchen, so you don't have to do this." Wu Yun looked at Yu Wenzhi deliberately with a straight face: "You are not allowed to do this in the future."

"Not anymore." Yu Wenzhi laughed dryly: "I brought two pears when I came from Nancheng, and stewed them this time. The pears in Nancheng are more hydrated than those in Xicheng, and they are more effective in relieving coughs and asthma. You have helped me and Zhenzhen a lot before, and I actually want to give you something better..."

Having said this, Yu Wenzhi lowered his eyes, seeming to have some helplessness lingering in his eyes: "It's just that Bai's went bankrupt and I am also unemployed. You know the situation of Zhenzhen and I, I can't afford any particularly expensive gifts for a while. , I could only bring pears and white fungus from Nancheng, and I thought I would stew a pear and white fungus soup for you to try.

I just didn’t expect that I’m so clumsy...I can’t even do this well...

I'm sorry, Aunt Wu, I've made you worry again. "

"Silly boy." Wu Yun felt even softer after listening to Yu Wenzhi's words. She raised her hand and touched Yu Wenzhi's head: "Don't think so much. Aunt Wu knows you are a good boy, otherwise you wouldn't I won’t invite you and Zhenzhen to come to Xicheng as guests, so you can stay here with peace of mind for the next few days, Aunt Wu has already received this intention.”

"Yes." Yu Wenzhi felt Wu Yun's hand caressing his head, his eyes moved slightly, and his heart trembled when he looked at Wu Yun in front of him.

It seemed that he had been looking forward to this moment for many years.

When did it start...

Did it start when he looked at a cheongsam wearing a cheongsam in the distance, caressing Yuwen Ning's head gently under the soft sunset, and he could only stand where the sun couldn't shine, looking at her dreamily?

It had been so long that Yu Wenzhi couldn't even remember it. But at this moment, he felt that he was immersed in happiness, as if... he was dreaming.

A dream he didn't want to wake up from.

At this time, Wu Siyan came back, bringing burn ointment and a spoon.

Just as Wu Yun was about to give Yu Wenzhi medicine, she heard Wu Siheng on the side say, "I'll do it."

Wu Yun and Yu Wenzhi were both stunned when they heard Wu Siheng's sudden words.

"Are you coming?" Wu Yun looked at Wu Siheng and blinked.

"Anyway, that cup of snow pear and tremella soup is what he wants. Siyan also took the spoon back. My aunt should drink it while it's hot." Wu Siheng looked at Yu Wenzhi with eyes full of appreciation: "Don't waste his. Mind."

What a good person this Yu Wenzhi is!

Although Yu Wen Qingxu and Xiao San are not good people, the children they gave birth to are still very good.

A grateful and responsible man, Wu Siheng recognized this man!

"Siheng is right, then I will try this Tremella and Snow Pear Soup first." Wu Yun looked at Wu Siheng with a little satisfaction in her eyes. It seemed that Wu Siheng was still a kind and enthusiastic boy: "Then give Yu Wenzhi the medicine. , be gentle with your hands, he is no better than you who have been practicing martial arts since childhood."

"Don't worry, little aunt." Wu Siheng nodded and just wrapped it around him.

"No, no need. I can wait for my minor injury." Yu Wenzhi's eyes flashed with resistance, and he looked at Wu Yun with pitiful flattery: "Aunt Wu, um..."

Before Yu Wenzhi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wu Siheng. He patted Yu Wenzhi on the shoulder: "Don't worry, brother, you don't have to be embarrassed. You are living in the Wu family these days. If you have anything, you can come to me."

Hearing what Wu Siheng said, Yu Wenzhi couldn't refuse anymore. He could only laugh dryly: "Thank you, Mr. Wu."

"Don't be so polite, just call me Wu Siheng." Wu Siheng admired Yu Wenzhi very much, and he squeezed Yu Wenzhi's shoulders and arms: "Although you look weak, you still have some muscles. What, have you practiced? "

Yu Wenzhi panicked and immediately lowered his eyes, and then smiled bitterly: "Zhenzhen and I are illegitimate children. We have suffered a lot of school violence since we were young. Zhenzhen is also a girl who loves to cry. I do Brother, I have to fight with others to protect her. Although I rarely win, but... I guess it will be useful if I fight too much!"

Hearing what Yu Wenzhi said, Wu Siheng felt uncomfortable again. It seemed that the Yu Wenzhi brothers and sisters had not had a good life before.

Maybe it's because he grew up in such an environment that Yu Wenzhi cherishes everyone who treats him well.

Wu Siheng took on Zhang Fei's embroidery posture, applied the burn medicine to Yu Wenzhi with great care, and blew on it awkwardly.

There was a hint of speechlessness in Yu Wenzhi's lowered eyes. He originally wanted to use some bitter tricks to make Aunt Wu feel sorry for him and give him the medicine himself. How could he become this Wu Siheng?

What should I do? I really want to shoot him to death...

"It tastes good. I like it very much." Wu Yun drank the Tremella and Snow Pear Soup in the stew pot, her eyes fell on Yu Wenzhi and Wu Siheng, and she felt very satisfied.

It would also be great if these two people could become good friends.

Anyway, Yu Wenzhi is unemployed now. If he stays with Wu Siheng as a helper, the Wu family will naturally not treat him badly.

"As long as you like it." When Wu Yun said this, most of Yu Wenzhi's annoyance immediately dissipated.

In any case, he was very satisfied if Aunt Wu could drink the Tremella and Snow Pear Soup he stewed with his own hands.

Finally, Wu Yun took a deep breath, a tired look appeared on her eyebrows, waved her hand and said: "Siheng, you accompany him around, Siyan, you go and play with your cousin A Ning and sister Xinyu, I'm a little tired and want to rest for a while."

"Okay little aunt, please call me anytime if you need anything." Wu Siyan immediately responded and walked out.

"Aunt Wu, actually I can also..." Yu Wenzhi was interrupted by Wu Siheng before he finished speaking.

"I'll take you to the training ground and help you with your individual skills. When the time comes, Bao will train you to be all-around, and no one will be able to beat you in the future." Wu Siheng hooked Yu Wenzhi's shoulder and dragged him out of Wu Yun's room. .

"..." The corners of Yu Wenzhi's mouth twitched. He looked at Wu Siheng's side face, and his thoughts were uncertain.

Otherwise, shoot him to death!