Return of the Wasted Wife of Time Traveling

Hearing it was Mr. Wen's voice, Wen Jinyu thought something serious had happened, and hurried out, only to see the old man standing in the yard with a pen in his hand, looking around. When he saw him, he stepped forward, took Wen Jinyu's hand, and said: "Jinyu, when is your kid? You haven't gone to paint for grandpa yet, and the flower ceremony hasn't been finished yet..." As he spoke, he pulled Wen Jinyu away and went to his yard.

Seeing this, Lin Jinghuan also followed.

Old Man Wen's room was still full of books, and there was still the half-written "Flower Code" manuscript paper on the desk, because Old Man Wen had a bad memory and there were many repetitions in the text.

After bringing Wen Jinyu, Mr. Wen stuffed a pen into the other's hand, handed him some manuscript paper, and urged, "Hurry up, these are not drawn." He turned his head and looked around, Muttered, "Where's the paint? Where did I put the paint?"

Wen Jinyu looked at the manuscript paper in his hand, and he felt a little headache because he didn't know how to draw with a brush at all.

Soon old master Wen found the paint and put it next to Wen Jinyu. Seeing that Wen Jinyu hadn't moved yet, he started urging him again.

Wen Jinyu looked at Mr. Wen, a little embarrassed.

Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, old man Wen's expression suddenly became sad, "Jinyu, do you also think grandpa is confused? Don't want to help grandpa?"

"No. That's not what I meant..."

"Then why don't you want to help grandpa draw pictures?"

Facing the sad old man Wen and Lin Jinghuan who was watching all this, Wen Jinyu really couldn't say that he couldn't draw.

So Wen Jinyu could only bite the bullet and say, "Grandpa, I'll just draw..."

After hearing this answer, Mr. Wen left satisfied and rummaged through the bookshelves for reference books.

Wisteria flowers... probably like this...

Wen Jinyu forced herself to draw a few flowers, and then heard Lin Jinghuan's laugh.

Wen Jinyu looked displeasedly at Lin Jinghuan who was snickering, "What are you laughing at?"

Lin Jinghuan walked up to him and sat down, "Are you painting wisteria flowers, or a snail climbing a tree?" While speaking, he took the pen from Wen Jinyu's hand, and then changed a piece of paper.

After a while, a string of wisteria flowers was drawn.

Wen Jinyu looked at the other party's painting, a little surprised, "You can also draw..."

"It's okay." Lin Jinghuan's plain answer contained an unconcealable pride.

Wen Jinyu wanted to ask Lin Jinghuan to help him paint some more, but he didn't know how to ask.

And when he was hesitating how to organize the language of the request, Lin Jinghuan took the initiative to change a piece of paper and draw another kind of flower.

This is too sensible, too good at life!

Wen Jinyu's heart was bubbling with joy, and the more she liked Lin Jinghuan, the more she liked her.

After a while, Mr. Wen came over and found that it was Lin Jinghuan who was painting, not Wen Jinyu. He had a poor memory and couldn't recognize Lin Jinghuan, so he asked, "Who is this? Why are you here?"

Lin Jinghuan looked up at Mr. Wen, and was about to introduce himself when he heard Mr. Lin calling his father's name.

"Lin Pu? Why are you here?"

Lin Jinghuan swallowed his words again.

Mr. Wen looked at him, narrowed his eyes, shook his head and murmured: "You are not Lin Pu... Lin Pu is old like me..."

When Lin Jinghuan heard the words, he cupped his hands and saluted as a junior, and said, "Hello, Mr. Wen, junior Lin Jinghuan, Lin Pu is my father."

"Oh, so it's the boy from Lin Pu's family..." Mr. Wen nodded, and then asked, "How is your father's health?"

Lin Jinghuan replied calmly that it was fine.

Hearing this answer, old man Wen just nodded, then turned and went back to his desk, ignoring Wen Jinyu and Lin Jinghuan.

After a while, Mr. Wen fell asleep on the desk.

Wen Jinyu leaned over and called Mr. Wen softly a few times. Seeing that the other party was sleeping soundly, she went into the room and took a blanket and put it on the other party's body.

Back beside Lin Jinghuan, the other party was not painting, but based on the manuscript records of old man Wen beside him, correcting the mistakes on the manuscript paper.

He does things seriously and methodically, giving people a pleasing feeling.

Wen Jinyu looked aside for a while, and then said, "Lin Jinghuan, why do I feel that you know everything?"

Lin Jinghuan thought that the other party was praising him, and he pursed his lips and smiled with a bit of youthful complacency, and there was no slight pause in the work in his hands.

After a while, Lin Jinghuan helped Mr. Wen sort out the draft paper, and then said to Wen Jinyu, "You used to draw well, why can't you do it now?"

Wen Jinyu was a little flustered, so naturally she couldn't say that she was a time-traveler, she could only come up with the reason for fooling Mrs. Wen, saying that her wrist was injured in the Lin family, and she couldn't use the strength she used to.

Hearing that he was injured at the Lin family, Lin Jinghuan immediately said guiltily, "I shouldn't have asked."

Seeing that he no longer doubted him, Wen Jinyu was naturally happy to see the result, and said with a smile, "It's all over." He glanced at the "Flower Code", which was only half completed by Mr. Wen, and remembered that this book was also the obsession of that Wen Jinyu. .

He looked at the half of "Flower Code" and fell into deep thought.

After a while, Wen Jinyu made up his mind and said to Lin Jinghuan who was beside him: "I want to finish "The Code of Flowers." Think of it as helping that Wen Jinyu realize his last wish.

Hearing this, Lin Jinghuan nodded with a flat expression, then picked up the old man Wen's manuscripts and said, "With these manuscripts, I can help compile the text, but I'm afraid I don't have much time to draw pictures." He looked at Wen Jinyu, "What do you want?" Just someone who can draw will help."

"You're trying to help me." Wen Jinyu was a little surprised.

Lin Jinghuan's expression was still calm, "It's okay these few days, and helping you is also helping Mr. Wen."

"really?"

"What did I lie to you for?"

Hearing this answer, Wen Jinyu reached out and patted Lin Jinghuan's shoulder, "Brother, you are such a buddy."

Seeing this, Lin Jinghuan frowned, showing a bit of disgust, "You brother, pay attention to your behavior."

Wen Jinyu smiled indifferently, got up and said, "There is another painter in our family, so I'll go ask him."

Wen Ruozhu is also good at painting, on par with the original owner Wen Jinyu.

It's just that Wen Ruozhu is not as good as Wen Jinyu since he was a child, and occasionally there is a bright spot, which will be ignored because of Wen Jinyu's existence.

Even Mr. Wen, when he was looking for someone to help, he reflexively thought of Wen Jinyu, not Wen Ruozhu.

The sun, moon and stars, red flowers and green leaves are Wen Jinyu and Wen Ruozhu in the eyes of everyone.

Wen Jinyu went to the courtyard of the third uncle's house, and when he found Wen Ruozhu, he was holding the child and feeding the child rice porridge. Seeing Wen Jinyu's arrival, Wen Ruozhu was a little surprised, but also happy.

Wen Ruozhu smiled and said, "Brother Jinyu, you're here! You sit down for a while, and wait until I feed the child."

Wen Jinyu sat down at the side, watched Wen Ruozhu patiently feeding the child, and asked out of curiosity, "Will this child leave?"

Wen Ruozhu smiled, and said, "Xin'er is less than one year old, and she won't leave yet." He picked up the handkerchief beside him, wiped the child's mouth, and asked, "Brother Jinyu, what's the matter here?"

Hearing this, Wen Jinyu said straight to the point: "Grandpa's flower book needs someone to draw a picture, I would like to ask you to help."

Wen Ruozhu's hands froze, and then he looked at Wen Jinyu with an unnatural smile on his face, "Brother Jinyu is here, what can I do to help?"

This kind of deep-rooted inferiority complex is not formed in a day, nor can it be eliminated in a day.

"My hand was ruined a few years ago." Wen Jinyu looked at Wen Ruozhu and said with a smile, "To tell you the truth, writing now looks like a ghost drawing."

Hearing the news, Wen Ruozhu was a little surprised, and then there was genuine worry in his eyes, "How did your hand get ruined... can it still be okay?" Although he felt inferior to Wen Jinyu, he never hated him. Said that Wen Jinyu's hand was ruined, only heartache and regret.

Wen Jinyu shook his head, "It's probably not going to get better." Let him practice calligraphy and Chinese painting at the level of the original owner, it would be better to kill him. ""Flower Code" is Grandpa's wish. Now Lin Jinghuan is willing to help organize it, but there is no one to draw the picture. Would you like to help?"

Everyone in the Wen family knew that "Flower Code" was Mr. Wen's obsession.

"Of course I am willing." Wen Ruozhu replied affirmatively, but glanced at the child in his arms, "But I still have to take care of Xin'er..."

Wen Jinyu looked at the baby in the other's arms, hesitated for a moment, "I'll take care of it for you..."

Taking care of a child is very simple, and he can definitely do it.

As it turns out, nothing in this world is easy, and caring for human cubs is even more so.

After Wen Jinyu took Xin'er, the child burst into tears as soon as he hugged her because he was not familiar with him.

Wen Jinyu coaxed the child in a hurry for a while, but it still had no effect. In the end, Wen Ruozhu felt sorry for the child and hugged the child for a while, and then handed the child to Wen Jinyu after coaxing the child to sleep.

After the two brothers returned to Mr. Wen's yard, Wen Ruozhu and Lin Jinghuan got to know each other briefly, and then started the compilation of "Flower Code", while Wen Jinyu took care of the sleeping Xin'er.

At first, Wen Ruozhu was still a little nervous, always showing some fear when facing Lin Jinghuan.

After all, Lin Jinghuan is a fine person, so he naturally sensed the other party's unnaturalness, but he didn't say anything to comfort him, and just went about his own business calmly.

His calm attitude really made Wen Ruozhu feel at ease, and gradually he was no longer afraid.

The speed of cooperation between the two is also getting faster and faster.

Xin'er slept for a while, then woke up, and then started crying again.

Wen Ruozhu could only put down the pen in her hand, get up to coax Xin'er, and waited until the child stopped crying, then put him on the ground and let her crawl and play there by herself, while Wen Jinyu just watched the child from the sidelines.

At dusk, the three of them cleaned up, and then made an appointment to continue tomorrow morning, and then went home for dinner.

Because Lin Jinghuan once said that he likes to eat fish, Mrs. Wen Er specially made fish soup and braised fish for dinner.

When Lin Jinghuan saw the fish on the table, he obviously wanted to eat it, but he didn't know how to eat fish, and now he didn't want to bother Wen Jinyu, so he didn't bother with the fish dishes.

Wen Jinyu on the side watched Lin Jinghuan secretly for a while, and suddenly felt a little funny. The omnipotent Lin Jinghuan only knows how to eat fish.

Author's gossip: The little brothers of the Wen family are all pitiful and cute.