Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

Wen Xiaoyu stopped and looked at He Xiran expressionlessly.

He Xiran looked back at him confidently, and even raised his eyebrows, like a proud little peacock, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were full of provocation.

Wen Xiaoyu almost laughed angrily.

"Mrs. He, you can't guide the child like this." Teacher Zhao was so anxious that smoke came out of his throat.

"Hmph, anyway, our family Ah Ran will never make such a mistake, he must be innocent." Mrs. He glanced at Wen Xiaoyu with disdain.

With just one glance, Wen Xiaoyu knew where He Xiran got the expression on his face.

"Mrs. He, you might as well listen to what the police say." Wen Xiaoyu raised one corner of his mouth and looked at the domineering grandparents in front of him.

The old lady next to her who had been silent all this time frowned and said, "Ah Yu..."

"What happened to the police?!" Mrs. He shouted loudly, "If the results of the police investigation don't satisfy me, I'll sue them!"

"Hey, old lady, do you not trust the people's police to handle the case?"

Officer Xu came over with a stack of documents. He raised his hand as if to pat Wen Xiaoyu on the shoulder, but the height difference between the two was so great that he patted Wen Xiaoyu on the back.

"We found out that there is nothing wrong with the two children, and thanks to Wen Xiaoyu who reminded Mr. Zhao to call the police in time, the fight was stopped." He said, pointing to He Xiran, "I can't skip class anymore, it's so dangerous. "

Madam He's complexion changed, and she took the investigation results from Officer Xu's hand in a snap, her face darkened the more she looked.Even if she didn't admit the words in black and white, but the extremely clear surveillance photos showed the figure of her grandson climbing over the wall and walking into the alley, she couldn't help herself to quibble.

"If there is no problem, the parents can take the person away after signing." Officer Xu finished speaking, no longer caring about the subtle atmosphere of the grandparents of the He family, and turned to another old man, "Grandma Wen, Wen Xiaoyu today Well done, you don't have to worry."

"Hey, thank you Officer Xu." Grandma Wen bowed slightly.

"It's not hard, it's not hard." Officer Xu helped Grandma Wen, and then patted Wen Xiaoyu's back with a smile, "Speaking of which, when I looked at it from a distance just now, this kid actually felt like a different person. Little bastard, show more filial piety to your grandma in the future, don't cause trouble again, be careful I see you every time I beat you!"

"Hmm." Wen Xiaoyu nodded to Police Officer Xu and Grandma Wen.

Grandma Wen looked at him with dark eyes, but didn't speak.Her gray hair was combed neatly, the wrinkles on her face were deep, and she was wearing a slightly old cheongsam. She was not tall, but her thin back was straight.

Mrs. He over there was the complete opposite. She was wearing a beautiful cheongsam, and she wore a pearl necklace around her neck, which was plump and round.There are several red and sapphire rings dotted on the finger holding the paper, and the brilliance is as brilliant as her face at this time.

I saw her scribbling a piece of paper and handing it to Police Officer Xu, glaring at He Xiran angrily: "Hurry up and leave?! It's embarrassing!"

The high heels thumped on the floor, He Xiran also gave Wen Xiaoyu the same look, and followed behind his grandmother.The moment he turned around, his seemingly arrogant arrogance disappeared completely, and he looked like a dejected puppy no matter what.

Wen Xiaoyu smiled lightly.

He followed Grandma Wen and Teacher Zhao out, and happened to meet Hongmao and the others who were being detained and sent to the detention center. He heard Hongmao yelling, "Wen Xiaoyu! You fucking wait for me! This thing is not over!"

"Hey, I have a bad temper..." Officer Xu slapped his hand and walked over there.

Walking out of the gate of the police station, Mr. Zhao changed back to the look of hating iron but not steel. Perhaps considering that Grandma Wen was still nearby, he just leaned in front of Wen Xiaoyu, gritted his teeth and whispered, "This matter is indeed endless." He hurried back to school to report to the principal.

Wen Xiaoyu followed Grandma Wen step by step, and looked back at Mr. Zhao's Mediterranean, feeling that her hair was less than when she first met in the afternoon.

The walk home from the police station was not too short, and Wen Xiaoyu didn't know where Yuanshen's home lived, so when Grandma Wen chose to walk home, he didn't ask much for fear of revealing her secrets.

And Grandma Wen only left the back of Wen Xiaoyu's head indifferent throughout the whole process. He recalled that ever since he saw Grandma Wen, he had only heard her call his name slightly reproachfully, and he had never said anything else to him. .

Wen Xiaoyu hadn't received such a cold reception for a long time, he scratched the tip of his nose, turned his face away to look at the city where the original body was located.

Xuancheng is a small southern city with small bridges and flowing water. The buildings are not tall, and camphor stands on both sides of the road.The sky is getting late, and the bright moonlight is shining from among the leaves, and the stars are dotted with coolness.

Walking into a long alley, stepping on the flat bluestone road, Grandma Wen stopped in front of a small wooden door at the end of the alley.This is a small dusty courtyard with one-story gray tiles, which looks a bit dilapidated and decayed.

In a blink of an eye, I looked at the He family next door. The courtyard was surrounded by whitewashed walls, engraved with exquisite stone reliefs.The gate of the courtyard is tall, and inside is a small two-story building with blue bricks and red tiles, and the corners of the eaves fly to both sides.

What is not commensurate with this magnificence is that the doors and windows of the whole building are closed, and no light can be seen.The courtyard is deep, giving people a sense of tranquility and solemnity.

There was no light in the alley, so Grandma Wen looked for the door key by the moonlight, and poked the keyhole several times but failed to open it.

"I'll come." Wen Xiaoyu said.

"Whoa."

The key fell to the ground, Grandma Wen shrugged in fright, and turned her head to look at Wen Xiaoyu as if she had seen a ghost.

Wen Xiaoyu paused for a moment when he picked up the key, and then realized that Grandma Wen didn't notice that he followed him all the way.Perhaps in the countless similar incidents before, the original owner had already gone his own way and disappeared.

Not knowing what to say, Wen Xiaoyu reluctantly picked up the key and opened the door.After entering the yard, he was stunned for a few seconds. When he looked from the outside, he felt that the whole house was ugly, but when he entered, he realized that there was something strange inside.

There is a vine in the middle of the small courtyard, with countless small warm lamps wrapped around it, shining brightly, as if welcoming them home.A small flower pond was built on the right side of the yard, where at least three different kinds of flowers were planted, and a large water tank stood on the left side, with a faucet and a small pool next to it.

It can be seen that the situation of the family is not rich, and there is no luxury.But everything is well-organized, and life is simple and attentive.

Passing through the romantic vines and coming to the door of the main house, Grandma Wen turned her face and said hesitantly, "Stand here and wait for a while."

Seemingly not sure whether he would be obedient or not, she waited until Wen Xiaoyu said "Got it" before she opened the door and entered the room.

Wen Xiaoyu went back to the pergola again, leaning on the stake to recall the original plot——

After the death of Yuancheng's parents in a car accident, the driver who caused the accident escaped and has not yet been arrested.His older brother, Wen Muchen, has been weak and sick since he was a child, his brain development is retarded, and his intelligence is far below ordinary people.

The family had already lost two adults, and Wen Muchen's physical condition was unstable. His early savings had been exhausted, and all valuables were mortgaged and sold, relying only on community relief.

Seeing that her life is unsustainable, Grandma Wen, who is snowy and frosty, endured the grief of losing her children, and forced herself to go to the He family next door to be a servant.One is because the He family is rich, generous, and never in arrears of wages, and because it is close to home, it is convenient to take care of Wen Muchen.

It was also because of this that Yuan Shen regarded the disabled elder brother who took away all the love and care from him as an enemy since he was a child, and treated him extremely badly.

To make matters worse, the original body was actually not the biological son of the Wen family, but an orphan picked up by his grandmother.After knowing the truth, the rebellious original body didn't even think about how the Wen family raised him. Instead, he decided that he was a toy picked up by the Wen family to accompany Wen Muchen.

So, he left his brother and grandma behind, followed that glamorous young master all the way, and embarked on the road of no return as cannon fodder.

Wen Xiaoyu was silent for a long time, when he heard two weird syllables "Uh, um!" from the room, when Grandma Wen lifted the curtain and came out, he inadvertently glanced inside.

Wen Muchen stood up from the sofa, and hurriedly dodged towards the wall, treating Wen Xiaoyu at the door like a scourge, and avoided it.Before Wen Xiaoyu could make a move, he leaned against the wall and returned to his room, closing the door with a bang.

"Go in, I'll cook." Grandma Wen said coldly.

Wen Xiaoyu stood up straight and said, "Okay, thank you grandma."

Grandma Wen froze, staring at him as if she were looking at a stranger, she hesitated for a few seconds before she nodded, turned around and left.

The moment before stepping into the room, Wen Xiaoyu suddenly felt a bunch of eyes wrapping around him.He intuitively looked towards the second floor next door, the cream-colored curtain fluttered slightly, and a thin figure was hidden behind.

In the next second, the figure pulled the curtains tight in a panic, squatted down by the window, and turned off the light in a pretentious manner.Wen Xiaoyu suppressed the smile on his lips and walked into the room.

Dinner was grilled fish, salted vegetables and rice cake soup. Wen Xiaoyu held the soup bowl in his hand and ate it enthralled.

In the original world, Wen Xiaoyu's parents were busy with work and had to take care of his younger brother, so he grew up with his grandmother.Since he was a child, his favorite dish is the rice cake soup made by his grandma. He has never tasted the soft, glutinous and delicious taste after his grandma passed away.

But at this moment, in this script world, he actually tasted exactly the same taste.The warm rice cake soup gradually softened his tired heart all day. He raised his eyes and saw Grandma Wen picking a piece of fat fish.

She removed the thorns from the fish, divided it into two, put one half into Wen Muchen's bowl, and she hesitated for a few seconds before putting the other half into Wen Xiaoyu's bowl.

"It's rare to come back for a meal, eat more." Grandma Wen said in a low voice.

"Thank you grandma." Wen Xiaoyu's heart was full of warmth.

Wen Muchen kept his head buried in the rice in his bowl. He ate anxiously, and coughed a few times due to choking.Wen Xiaoyu reached out to help him hold a bowl of soup, but saw him dodging back suddenly as if frightened, the rice bowl in his hand knocked over with a slap.

"Achen, Achen, it's okay." Grandma Wen hugged Wen Muchen in her arms, and stroked his head to comfort him, "My brother didn't want to beat you, but just wanted to serve you soup, it's okay."

However, Wen Muchen was still hiding in her arms and shivering, only showing a pair of big watery eyes, glancing at Wen Xiaoyu from time to time.

Wen Xiaoyu tried to explain to him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw him jumping into Grandma Wen's arms without even looking at him.Wen Xiaoyu sighed, served him a bowl of soup, stood up and said, "Grandma, I'm full, I'm going back to my room first."

"Well, go." Grandma Wen gave him a comforting smile.

The original body's bedroom was quite normal, not as smoky as Wen Xiaoyu imagined.Inside were a set of tables and chairs, a wardrobe and a single wooden bed. The bedding was blue and faded to white after washing, and two golden hairs were stained on the pillow.

Dissatisfied, Wen Xiaoyu stood in the room and looked around, and found a pair of scissors and an electronic fader in the drawer.

After Grandma Wen and Wen Muchen finished their meal, Wen Xiaoyu went to the bathroom, looked at the familiar and unfamiliar people in the mirror, and thought: Wen Xiaoyu, it's time for a change.

The golden hair fell down in strands, and the black hair roots were exposed, which was as deep as the black gold earring on his right ear.Turning on the electric clipper, he stared at himself in the mirror, and shaved his hair to size bit by bit.

Turn on the faucet and rinse off the broken hair with cold water. When she raised her head again, Wen Xiaoyu licked the corners of her mouth at the person in the mirror, which was pleasing to the eye.