Wen Yunhuai's Erjian heard the words of Mrs. Wen and immediately asked: "Grandma, since my aunt is still young, there is no need to rush to find a partner!"

Warm wine: “………”

What topic is this?

She raised her eyes and looked at Wen Yunhuai. She had a very calm look, but Wen Yunhuai thought of the warning.

His heart suddenly stumbled.

Oh no, is the little girl in a hurry to find a partner?

Just as he was thinking about saying something to save himself, he heard the girl's gentle smile.

"I'm not in a hurry, but Zichuan can be in a hurry." Wen Jiu lightly pointed the topic to Wen Zichuan.

For a moment, the eyes of the rest of the table fell on him.

Wen Zichuan: “………”

He glanced at everyone and finally looked at Wen Jiu, his eyes full of helplessness.

Old Mrs. Wen felt that Wen Jiu was right, "Zichuan, when your two brothers were as old as you, the child could already make soy sauce. You have to work hard."

Wen Zichuan nodded in agreement: "Okay, come on."

"It doesn't matter if you can't add oil yourself." Mr. Wen smiled and said, "I can arrange a blind date for you."

Wen Zichuan: “………”

In order not to be the focus of the audience, he decided to pull his nephew into the water. "They all have to arrange blind dates. Qi Ye is not young anymore, so dad can help him arrange it."

Wen Qiye: “………”

This family dinner was caught off guard and became the scene of elders urging their marriage.

Fortunately, the dishes were served quickly and successfully diverted everyone's attention.

Wen Qing also knocked on the door and walked in at this time, "Sorry, everyone, it's too late, what else do you want to eat? I'll cook myself."

"No!" Mr. Wen waved his hand and pointed to the empty seat on the dining table. "You have just been discharged from the hospital, don't be tired, just sit down and have a meal together."

Wen Qing was quite moved, and without refusal, she said thank you and sat down next to Wen Zichuan.

This is a special place for him.

After he sat down, Wen Zichuan took the initiative to speak: "Ask Mr. Wen, Gui Geng this year?"

Although Wen Qing didn't know why he suddenly asked this, she still answered truthfully: "Thirty-three years old."

Wen Zichuan nodded and didn't say anything.

He is indeed too old, but he is actually younger than him.

Wen Qing didn't ask anything. He wanted to have a quiet meal, but the phone in his pocket vibrated.

He took out his cell phone and looked at it, his eyes darkened, and his fingertips turned pale.

Wen Qing closed her eyes, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger that was surging in her heart, put down her cell phone and continued to eat.

When my stomach is three-minute full, I start drinking tea with warm wine.

Seeing this, Wen Yunhuai stood up and walked over, and said diligently: "Grandma, will I make you tea?"

"No." Wenjiu said lightly, "You keep eating."

Wen Yunhuai explained: "I have eaten almost the best. I want my aunt to make tea to improve my skills."

After all the words were said, Wen Jiu didn't say anything else, and he left.

Wen Yunhuai made the tea and handed it to Wenjiu, and it looked like he was very filial to worship tea, "My auntie drank tea."

"Thank you for your hard work." Wenjiu nodded, picked up the tea and tasted it slowly.

Wen Yunhuai rubbed his hands aside, with obvious expectation in his eyes.

After drinking a few glasses of warm wine, he asked, "Grandma, how about it? Is it okay?"

Although Wen Yunhuai's skills are sorry for these teas, as an elder, Wen Jiu did not hit him, but instead encouraged him: "It's good, but there is still room for improvement."

Wen Yunhuai smiled and took "very good" seriously. He then asked: "My aunt, do you think the tea I made is delicious, or the tea I made is delicious?"

Hearing this, I slapped the action of holding the tea cup with warm wine.

She looked up, as if she was surprised that he would ask such a question.

"Grandma, what do you mean?" Wen Yunhuai looked at Wen Jiu, Taohua's eyes were full of seriousness.

Wen Jiu smiled and drank the tea, then said, "The tea you two made out has a different feeling, I don't think you need to compare."

This answer can be said to be free from leaks.

Wen Yunhuai opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Wen Jiu saw that the screen of her phone lighted up, and a new message popped up on WeChat. It was Ji Xianyan who asked her what she was doing.

She curled her lips and typed and sent it over: [Wen Jiujue for dinner, Yunhuai just mentioned you.]

Ji Xianyan immediately replied to the message: [What did the second nephew grandson mention me?]

Wenjiu: [He probably wants to talk to you about tea art.]

On the other end of the phone, the boy raised his eyebrows and smiled and pressed his voice, "Then I'll be waiting for you at any time."

After listening to this voice, Wen Jiu suddenly felt deeper in the smile on his lips.

Before replying, Ji Xianyan sent another voice message, and his voice was low and nice, "Are you going to come here to fish today? Or, do you still want to eat biscuits?"

The implication is - I want to see you.

But Wenjiu obviously did not get this point. He slowly typed a few words with his nails trimmed hands: [No, there are other arrangements today.]

Xu Shimian has to deal with it.

Last time, he hired a man with blackness to frame Wen Jiuju, but this time he directly tampered with Wen Qing's car, which caused him to be seriously injured.

If I don’t give him some color, I really think that Wen Qing is not covered by him.

Ji Xianyan responded a while later this time because he felt a little disappointed and a little sad.

Can't fishing and biscuits attract warm wine?

Then what can be done?
Chapter completed!