: Warm wine and literature fool people

Wenjiu controlled the light green light, moving from Old Mrs. Wen's face to the toes.

A few seconds later, the light green light seemed to be sucked in by the palm of warm wine and disappeared.

She put down her hand, frowned slightly, and her expression was a little solemn.

Mr. Wen looked at Mrs. Wen, then looked at Wen Jiu, with a worried tone, "Little Dimple, how is it?"

Wenjiu: "My sister-in-law will wake up later."

Mr. Wen did not relax and frowned, "Little Dimple, what are you doing?"

"I'm fine." Wen Jiu suppressed the thoughts in his heart and stretched his eyebrows to prevent Mr. Wen from thinking too much.

Although Mrs. Wen’s situation is indeed a bit complicated, and the blackening ability has tampered with her, it is not a big problem for Wen Jiu.

She wanted to wait until Old Mrs. Wen woke up and then tell others after asking clearly.

Mr. Wen was half-believing and half-doubted, "Is it really okay?"

If it was okay, why would Xiao Dimple's expression just now be so serious?

Wen Jiu said lightly: "I'll tell you if you have something."

Mr. Wen instantly understood the meaning of this sentence.

There is something wrong, but now there is no big problem.

He breathed a little relieved and nodded, "Okay, please tell me if you have something."

"Yes." Wen Jiu glanced at the gaze of his nephew and his nephew from the corner of his eyes, turned his head to look at the two of them, "Do you have anything to ask?"

Wen Zichuan pulled his thoughts from the scene just now, looked at Wen Jiu, "There are a lot of questions to ask."

"So too!" Wen Yunhuai looked at Wen Jiu, with shock and admiration in his eyes, "How did my aunt, shine from her palms? Can you teach me!"

Even though he is in his twenties now, he still thinks it is so cool!

Mr. Wen hit him mercilessly: "It would be better if you are an ordinary person like you, just daydreaming."

Wen Yunhuai: “………”

Is this what my grandfather can say?

"Grandpa, don't go too far."

Mr. Wen didn't plan to pay attention to him anymore. He dragged the stool to sit down by the bedside, staring at Mrs. Wen with gentle eyes.

Seeing this scene, Wen Jiu and the other two walked out of the ward with tactility and sat down in the living room.

"Grandma, you haven't answered my question yet!" Wen Yunhuai asked anxiously.

Wen Jiu heard this, lowered her eyes and looked at her fair palms, and said softly: "Everything is destined."

Wen Yunhuai: “………”

This sentence gives him the feeling of "After listening to your analysis, I decided to analyze it myself" and "this is the thing, the situation is the situation" and "as long as you know it, it will not be difficult."

When Wen Yunhuai was thinking about the answer that "everything is destined", Wen Zichuan also asked Wen Jiu.

"How could my aunt have such special superpowers?"

Wen Jiu's eyes suddenly became a little distant, and she seemed to have seen the years of her youth.

How could you have such ability?

"It's the arrangement of fate." The girl's voice was cool and nice.

Wen Zichuan: “………”

He was slightly stunned, feeling that the answer seemed familiar.

Is this different from the sentence she just answered Wen Yunhuai, "Everything is destined"?

Wen Zichuan thought about it for a while and finally found the difference-

Different words.

When he looked up at Wenjiu, she was looking at the firewood with a bag of tea, and the stove next to her was already boiling water.

At this time, Wen Zichuan and Wen Yunhuai finally realized that they were fooled by Wen Jiu with nonsense literature.
Chapter completed!