It's better to soak you in instant noodles [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Luling only stayed at home for half a month before the end of the new year. The always deserted and lonely Wen’s villa finally became lively on the 29th of the year. On this day, relatives, big and small, from far and near, would rush to Wen’s house from all corners of the country. Get together.

Fortunately, the Wen family is big enough to withstand so many people.

And Meng Yile, who had been tortured for several days, could finally sleep well this day. After all, Wen Luling would not continue to flirt at his door when so many guest rooms were filled.

Meng Yile thought to himself that it's a good thing this kid still has a sense of shame, otherwise his old bones would really be tossed to pieces.

432 complained about this, to the effect that he was complaining about Wen Jiu.But Meng Yile still felt that what he said was correct, there was no elderly person who was not living the life of Wen Jiu, these days were boring, not much different from early retirement.

The Spring Festival is always busy, busy people can hardly stay idle, but Meng Yile is still living the life of an old man, usually just looking at the winter plums in the yard, looking at the snow, but it takes a long time to look at it.

Probably there will be no one who is more free than him in the whole year.

No way, who made him have a good son.

On this day, the real New Year's Eve finally arrived, and the servants of Wen's family were all busy up and down for that New Year's Eve dinner.Meng Yile had nothing to do, he stopped in the sporadic light snow, looking at a budding wintersweet in the distance.

There were a few flakes of snow on the wintersweet, reflecting a more fragile appearance. He just reflected the white clothes on the ground, standing quietly, and the Tang Dynasty costume on his body was covered with snow, and he didn't care at all.

Wen Luling looked at Wen Jiu for a while, and finally sighed softly, a white mist gushed out in front of him instantly.He stepped on the path in the back garden where almost no one came, heard the snowflakes under his feet, walked over to clean the snowflakes off his body, and hurriedly put on the coat in his hand.

While wrapping the man's hand in his own warm scarf, he asked whitely, "It's so cold, what are you looking at, Dad?"

With a sullen face, Wen Jiu glanced back at him, then turned back to look at the plum blossom, turned and left with a cold expression.

The young man who took off only a thin sweater wanted to follow, but in the end he took back the leg he had stepped forward.He knew that he had interrupted the other party's pleasure of enjoying the flowers again, so he lowered his head and stood quietly for a while, then turned around and went back to Wen's hall again.

There is still a group of people waiting for him.

Wen Luling pursed the corners of her lips as she walked, gritted her teeth to suppress the impulsive impulse in her heart that couldn't be calmed down, repeatedly comforted that restless heart, and told herself over and over again: Wait a minute, don't be impulsive.

Soon, already... soon.

And Meng Yile, who successfully pretended to be coercive once: [Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows! ! ! 】

432: [You have said this sentence 35 times. 】

Meng Yile: [You still dare to talk back to me, if it weren't for you, would I need to go downstairs to enjoy the flowers in winter wearing a thin dress? 】

432: [You don't have to go. 】

Meng Yile: 【If you promise not to call me, I will definitely not go. 】

432: [I don't guarantee it. 】

Meng Yile: [I will shield you for 10 minutes, don't talk to me before that, or I will remove all the parts from your body. 】

432: [Fearless. 】

Then the unbelieving 432 was unloaded into 105 parts.

Feeling refreshed, Meng Yile returned to his room, finally in a better mood, he lay on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, shaking his legs while stuffing oranges into his mouth.

These oranges are small, and most people would find it troublesome to take one bite at a time, but Meng Yile, an idler, has a very boring life. He stripped all the oranges off his clothes, pulled off the white lines on them one by one, and then broke them into pieces. Petal by petal, throw it into your own mouth.

Occasionally, he would get very angry when he was still inaccurate, pick up the little things on the carpet, wash them, and then feed them to 432.

432: [I have a sentence that my mother sells me and I must say it. 】

Meng Yile: 【You try it. 】

432: [Mom sells batches. 】

So Meng Yile fed the unbelieving 105 parts to a pile of unwashed oranges on the floor.

432: Why is there no button to complain to the host? Such a design is very inhumane.

The sky closed and the night fell little by little. Meng Yile had just finished finishing the last orange when he heard a knock on the door.

To be honest, Meng Yile was very surprised, because everyone knew that the ninth master of the Wen family was happy and quiet, so seeing him every day was like seeing the plague, just like the weird and quiet teacher who suddenly came to the self-study class, as long as Meng Yile As soon as Le appears, this effect will appear immediately.

At first Meng Yile thought it was very fun, but after playing it a few times, he also got a little annoyed. According to his words: Everyone is not a child, so it takes half a year to play such an idiotic game!

So Meng Yile hurriedly threw all the orange peels on the table into the trash can, erasing the traces of doing bad things, and then wiped a couple of hands on the snow-white Tang Dynasty costume on his body, and replied lightly: "Come in."

432 looked at the two inconspicuous yellow marks on the snow-white cloth, and felt guilty. How could someone be so ruthless and ruin a character like Wen Jiu so thoroughly.

But what should be praised still needs to be praised. For example, Meng Yile, a dedicated actor, still behaves well and methodically when there are people around.

He watched the 5678910 children filing in at the door, until the room was filled with shadows, and then they were all in. Meng Yile looked at them coldly, and sat quietly without opening his mouth.

Very grandpa.

Before the child came, he had been told by an adult not to annoy this grandpa by making noise, so at this moment, everyone looked at each other, their eyes rolled around, but they just kept silent.

After waiting for a while, a trace of indifference flashed in the eyes of the men who were ecstatic on the sofa, and the oldest one finally said timidly: "Grandpa Ninth, it's time to go down for the New Year's Eve dinner."

oh.Meng Yile looked indifferent.

He was struck by the title.

Why did a group of ignorant children come out and call him grandpa? To be honest, calling him uncle is already unbearable. Usually, he would be terrified when he gave up his seat on the bus. grandfather.

Hehe, none of them knew the consequences of Lele's anger.

Meng Yile pointed to the 105 that had fallen apart into 432 yuan, look, this is the consequence of disobedience!

432: 【I have endured you for a long time. 】

Meng Yile: [No, no, you are too modest, I think you haven't endured long enough. 】

432 sneered: [Pray that you won't collapse. 】

Meng Yile vaguely heard a few crackling electric currents, and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

The group of children looked at the indifferent man in front of them, they only thought he was very good-looking, they didn't understand why their parents kept telling them not to disturb Grandpa Nine, obviously this man looked like a fairy in the sky.

Meng Yile didn't have much interest in arguing about titles with a group of ignorant children. He took out a box made of peach wood from the side, and when he opened it, he saw stacks of tall red envelopes.

The two villains drawn with gold thread on the red envelope are very naive and very cute. He took out the red envelope and handed it to the eldest child. His face was still faint, as if the joy of the Chinese New Year had not been able to contaminate each other. Half a point, he said: "Take it and divide it."

"Thank you, Grandpa Jiu."

A soft thank you came out one after another, Meng Yile saw the joy on each of their faces, and nodded slightly to express his acceptance of their thanks.

Some children saw Wen Jiu for the first time. Children are not afraid of anything. Seeing that Meng Yile is so easy-going, he even gave them red envelopes. He immediately forgot what his parents told him before he came. Then he said, "Grandpa Ninth looks really good-looking."

The scene became somewhat uncontrollable.

The girl in the red dress with two little thongs said softly, "Grandpa Ninth, shall I sing you a song? I just learned "Calling the Phone" in kindergarten two days ago."

A boy in a yellow suit with a cool hairstyle said, "Singing has been popular for a long time, and ghost step dancing is popular now. My ghost step dance has won No.1 in the city competition!"

When the girl in red heard the words, she opened her mouth and sat down and burst into tears.

Meng Yile blinked a few times: What's the matter?

Before he finished being confused, another little boy started to fight against injustice. He pulled up the girl who was sitting on the ground crying, and then pushed back the baby who was the ghost step dance champion, "Hey, you are a boy who bullies girls like this, are you afraid of wetting the bed in the middle of the night? ?”

The ghost step dance champion baby immediately blushed. He didn't know whether it was because someone accused him or because what the other party said just hit his pain point. He fought back in anger: "You wet the bed in the middle of the night! Hmph!"

Meng Yile: 【This is really the most intimidating curse I have ever seen. 】

432: [Come, come, eat the orange that just fell on the ground. 】

Meng Yile: […]

Then a group of little kids split into two big gangs, and they began to fight each other and express their opinions.In the end, I probably felt that talking all the time was meaningless, so I simply compared my talent.

Singing singing, dancing dancing, storytelling storytelling, singing Pingju singing Pingju.All of them hide their secrets and have eighteen kinds of martial arts.

Meng Yile watched with relish, but still had a sense of danger, afraid that they would all turn to look at him, and then asked softly, "Grandpa Ninth, do you have any talents to show off?"

The salted fish Meng Yile could only shake his head cowardly: No.

Meng Yile thought very sadly, he was probably the worst of all the traversers, he lowered the average talent level of the entire traverser, and he lost all the face of the traversers.

At this lively moment, when Meng Yile jumped out of the window one by one, eager to escape, there were two knocks on the door suddenly.

The noisy children in the room were focused on their talent competition and didn't hear it. Even though Meng Yile heard it, it was of no use at all, because he knew that even if he spoke out, it was absolutely impossible for people outside to analyze himself from the pile of noises. the sound of.

But Meng Yile still replied habitually: "Come in."

The next second, the door was opened.A little trace of the gray top was exposed.

Hey, amazing, so you can hear it all.

When the noisy children saw the person coming, their eyes widened in surprise, they quickly covered their mouths, and each of them quieted down as if seeing the head teacher.

Meng Yile: 【I think compared to myself, my eldest son is more scary. 】

432: [Is it scary to disassemble a high-end smart machine into 105 pieces? 】

Meng Yile was so choked by him that he couldn't speak, and could only [hiss] for a while to resolve his embarrassing situation.

But 432 ignored his pretending to be crazy, just groped from the ground and grabbed a round object, and pressed it to the position of his left eye socket.

"I'm sorry to bother you." Wen Luling threw himself at himself, and Meng Yile looked at the young man with slightly lowered brows, not knowing what to say to comfort him.

[It's okay, don't bother. 】

No, it's too OOC.

【Fortunately, don't worry about it. 】

It doesn't seem right either.

【Um. 】

Wo Cao's pretense is a bit too much.

Speaking of which, he has been cold-hearted to his son several times recently. If he doesn’t talk to people properly, open up his feelings and exchange feelings, and ease the relationship between the two, it is estimated that this world will collapse sooner or later. Let alone completeness, I’m afraid it will be It's good not to drop him to minus one hundred.

Meng Yile thought for a while, and went to 432 who was pressing the antenna on her head: [You don't want to be busy, let me ask, will the integrity be lost? 】

432: [You think this is a stock, and it goes up and down. What is the degree of completeness? Those are all thoughts and feelings that are fully understood. Is there still a situation where the suddenly enlightened thinking is suddenly blocked? 】

Meng Yile felt relieved after being ridiculed overtly and secretly: 【That's good, that's good, as long as you don't drop it. 】

432: [But it will collapse. 】

Meng Yile: [... Get lost. 】

Here Wen Luling has already driven a group of children out with a cold face, and the group of children turned their heads to look at Meng Yile reluctantly, not to mention how pitiful their looks and eyes are, ouch, seeing Meng Yile's heart melts up.

But his eldest son is like a serious grade director, not to mention his heart has changed, he doesn't even show any signs of softening his heart.He just looked coldly at the children going out one by one, until the last one also went out with his mouth flattened, then he slowed down and turned to Meng Yile.

With a very respectful face, "Father, it's time to eat."

He said it very concisely, and didn't even mention it at the New Year's Eve dinner.Very cold.

But Meng Yile stretched out his hand to wave to his elder son. The loose cuffs of the Chinese costume covered half of that slender white hand, revealing a good-looking bone shape. It's almost as if he didn't become a fairy. He said: "Come here."

Wen Luling gently raised his eyelids, and looked at the man on the sofa suspiciously. He only felt that the usually indifferent man seemed to be tainted with a little warmth by the noise just now. At this time, the man with a faint smile on his face , so beautiful and gentle that people think they have seen the brightest plum blossom in the world.

The young man hesitated for a moment, then walked over slowly, with a calm and unhurried pace, the appearance was trained under the influence of Wen Jiu for many years, Meng Yile looked at the steady and reliable appearance of the other party, and could not help but feel a little satisfied in his eyes look.

It was the satisfaction revealed by this point that made Wen Luling's whole heart alive.

Probably because he has never heard this person praise him since he was a child, so it seems that this little bit of praise is particularly rare, making him want to reach out and use the most precious box in the world to continue, then carefully close the lid, and treasure it, feeling aggrieved When it's time, I'll take a look.

But there is no box, and he can't hide it, so he can only carefully watch the emotions revealed by the other party at this time, nail it firmly in his mind, and print it as a steel bar that will never withstand corrosion.

Meng Yile picked up the peachwood box beside him, opened it, revealing that there was only the last red envelope left inside, he fished out the small things inside, and handed it to the young man beside him, "Take it, go."

Wen Luling took it and felt the thickness inside.

The young master of the Wen family has never been short of money. It is not an exaggeration to say that he can support a whole province with the money he earns with his own hands, but this is the first time that his heart is so soft when he receives the money.

It seemed to have defeated the last line of defense in his heart.

He looked down at the red envelope he was holding in his hand, at the bustling colors on it, at the big double-happiness characters on it, a little moisture welled up in his eyes, and then softly replied: "Thank you, Dad."

Then he bowed and turned away.

Outside the door, the young man tightly held the red envelope in his hand, wiped away the moisture from his eyes, and walked into his room indifferently with his lips pursed.

It's just that I haven't received New Year's money in 16 years, but now I was just thrown over by the other party, and I was immediately moved beyond my control, Wen Luling, you are really...pretentious.

Thinking of this, he moved the bedside table away, found one from a piece of flat floor tiles, lifted it up, and revealed a finger-long rectangular black hole on the tidy floor, and put the crumpled hands in his hands. The corners of the red envelope were removed little by little, and it was pinched and smoothed little by little, and then it was put inside, and then the tiles were covered again, without any trace of being passive.

After moving back to the bedside table, Wen Luling got up and went downstairs to deal with the group of guests again.

The Wen family's New Year's Eve dinner was very sumptuous, and the dumplings were packed in a variety of colors. Once the various dumplings were served, the children who attracted them all opened their eyes and mouths wide.

They were also afraid of their parents and that good-looking but very fierce uncle, so they all rolled their eyes and looked around, but they didn't dare to speak, and they didn't dare to ask for food.

When Wen Jiu, who was dressed in a Chinese costume, came down the stairs, everyone hurriedly stood up to greet him. Wen Jiu nodded in response to a series of greetings. After taking his seat, he did not sit down in a hurry. He took a glass of wine and first offered sacrifices to heaven, earth and ancestors. This is the only way to sit down.

Meng Yile: 【How about this time? 】

432: [OK, cow. 】

Meng Yile accepted the praise with a smile, and after he sat down, everyone sat back sparsely. Some children wanted to say hello to Meng Yile, and some wanted to use their chopsticks to eat, but their parents pushed them back silently. .

Seeing everyone's reserved appearance, Meng Yile felt awkward.This is not a family having a reunion dinner, this is simply suffering, there is no sense of kinship, and it is a bit more alienated than strangers.

He looked at a few children with glistening eyes who were already craving for delicious food. He couldn't bear it, and said, "Today is the New Year's Eve dinner, and the Wen family has survived another year. Thanks to everyone's help and support, there is no need to eat food." Restraint, let's eat."

After saying this, no one moved.It was only then that Meng Yile realized that if he didn't move his chopsticks today, he might not be able to eat this meal.

So Wen Jiu picked up the dumpling closest to him under the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes, and then... the dumpling fell in mid-air.

For a moment of dead silence, Meng Yile only felt a few crows flying over his head.

This is fucking embarrassing, dozens of pairs of eyes are looking at it, when it can't be dropped, it has to be dropped at a moment that everyone is watching, this is really out of his standard.

Meng Yile didn't have time to think about it, so a servant came over to clean up the dumpling lying on the table with a face of "I'm not reconciled to death", and then the boy on the right got up and started to help him pick up dumplings and cloth vegetables with serving chopsticks.

Then everyone started to move their chopsticks one by one.

Meng Yile: [Baby, the eldest son is so caring! 】

432: [Just as long as you are satisfied, I am afraid that you will not be satisfied. 】

Meng Yile: [Why do I hear you say that, so gnashing of teeth! 】

432: [Oh, you heard it wrong. 】

Meng Yile: [I definitely heard the word "heh" right. 】

432: [Heh. 】

Meng Yile: [Hey, you're addicted, aren't you! 】

Meng Yile originally thought that the New Year's Eve would pass soon, and this group of noisy little kids would be taken away by their parents soon, but what he didn't expect was that the kids were so difficult to deal with, that they could mess him up in one day. Crash ten times.

They are lovely, and they are also hateful.

Meng Yile, who originally thought eating melons was very interesting, completely raised the white flag to this group of cute devil kings.But Wen Luling was very unexpected, and brought back a girl two days later.

To be precise, Meng Yile had actually met this girl before.Because just half a year ago, he put the girl's information on the desk in the study.