"Do you know why Issei, Sanri and the others even stay with me to eat?"

In the study room, the conversation between Wang Zhong and Wen Ju'an continued.

Wen Ju'an shook his head and guessed, "Is it because Uncle Qiao is too busy?"

Wang Zhong looked at Wen Ju'an, who had a delicate face and was wearing a beautiful floral dress. He sighed and said, "Actually, compared to Yicheng and Sanli, you are much happier than them."

Wen Ju'an didn't know why Wang Zhong said that, so he guessed and asked, "Is it because brother Yicheng and Sanli's mother passed away?"

Wang Zhong shook his head and said, "This is the main reason, but it is not all. There are some reasons that you don't know."

Wen Ju'an blinked and looked at Wang Zhong curiously, "Is there any other reason?"

Wen Ju'an's eyes were somewhat asking, "What's the reason?"

Girls are not usually very curious, especially since Sanli is Wen Ju'an's good friend who he just met not long ago.

Wang Zhong said, "You have met Sanli's father a few times. What kind of person do you think he is?"

Wen Ju'an thought for a while, and the figure of Qiao Zuwang appeared in his mind, but then he shook his head and said, "I don't know, but he seems to be quite kind, right?"

Wen Ju'an is young and has little experience and knowledge, so naturally he doesn't know how to look at people.

Wen Ju'an thinks that Sanli's father is pretty good and kind. This is because Qiao Zuwang knows that Wen Ju'an has a good family background, so he always smiles and has a great attitude when he sees her. But listening to what Wang Zhong said, there seems to be something wrong with this.

Some secrets that she doesn't know about.

Wang Zhong didn't say much, he just briefly talked about the glorious past of Qiao Zuwang. Wen Ju'an frowned at first, but the more he talked about it, the more strange his expression and reaction became.

In the end, he even said with emotion, "It would be great if my mother treats me the same way Uncle Qiao treats Sanli and the others!"

After hearing this, Wang Chongtong Kong Weisuo couldn't help but shook his head.

"You! You are so blessed that you don't know how to be blessed!" Wang Zhong said, "You envy Sanli and the others, and Sanli and the others also envy you!"

"I don't have to worry about food and clothing, I have a good family background, and I have a mother and uncle who love me. I want whatever I want! If nothing else, as long as you live like this, who wouldn't envy this area around my house?"

Wen Ju'an did not speak, lowered her head, and chose silence, but her silence also showed her attitude. It was obvious that she did not agree with Wang Zhong's words.

Wang Zhong just said it casually and did not dwell too much on this topic.

"Like you this time, running away from home in anger will not do anything except make those who care about you fearful and worry, and search everywhere for you."

"Do you know what is the most important thing that distinguishes adults from minors besides age?" Wang Zhong suddenly changed his tone.

Wen Ju'an didn't react. He was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Wang Zhong and asked, "What is it?"

"Mature!"

"Mature?"

Wang Zhongdao said, "An adult, even when he is furious, will maintain the last trace of reason and not let anger dominate his thoughts and actions, causing harm to himself and the people around him!"

Wen Ju'an seemed to understand something but not quite.

Wang Zhong continued, "Just like you this time, it was just a quarrel. You felt angry and wronged. In a fit of anger, you ran out of your house alone in the middle of the night without caring."

"As I just said, if you encounter danger on the road, you are a weak woman and have no power to restrain a chicken. What can you do? What can your mother and father do?"

Wen Ju'an had a look of shame on his face and lowered his head in embarrassment.

Wang Zhong didn't mean to stop, "If I were you, first of all, I would definitely not run away from home. Secondly, I would secretly grit my teeth and swear to study hard and study hard. After one year, I will successfully enter the university of my choice.

, then moved from home to school openly, and while going to school, he found ways to make money, gradually got rid of dependence on his parents, and used his actual actions to tell them that he was already fully mature and could live independently.

An adult."

"Take the university entrance exam?" Wen Ju'an asked, "Why do you have to take the university entrance examination?"

"Because going to college is the easiest way for you to realize your own life value and achieve your dreams without relying on your mother and uncle!"

"Because all the knowledge you have learned in these twelve years from elementary school, junior high school, to high school is to lay the foundation for learning more advanced knowledge in college."

Wen Ju'an nodded thoughtfully.

"Arguments and arguments are just the helpless wails of the weak. Don't you think your mother is in charge of everything and has arranged everything for you? Then use your own efforts and your actual actions to tell her

, even without her arrangements, not only can you live well, but you can also live a happier and more exciting life."

"I...can I?" Wen Ju'an looked at Wang Zhong with stars shining in his eyes, but there was unconfidence in his expression and words.

Wang Zhong smiled slightly and said, "Ju'an, you are a smart boy. As long as you are willing to work hard, why can't you do it?"

"Nothing is unachievable."

"The key depends on whether you are willing to work hard for it!"

"I do!"

Wen Ju'an blurted out without thinking, and even felt a little excited.

"If this is the case, I can provide you with some help after you finish your re-study and successfully enter university!"

Wen Ju'an asked, "Provide help? What help?"

"The time has not come yet, so there is no use saying it now!"

"That's pretty much what I want to say to you. Think about it yourself."

"Yes!" Wen Ju'an nodded heavily and looked at Wang Zhong with a firm look in his eyes, "I remember!"

The next day, early in the morning, before breakfast, Wen Qinghua and Wen Qingxue arrived outside Wang Chong's house.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Ju'an's mother? Teacher Wen!" Tattooed Ma Suqin, who was washing vegetables by the pool in the courtyard, turned to look and hurriedly said hello.

I was really surprised to see Wen Qingxue and Ma Suqin, but the surprise disappeared immediately.

"Su Qin!" Wen Qinghua also replied!

"Where's Ju'an? Where is she?" Wen Qingxue asked impatiently.

Ma Suqin pointed to the room where Ju An was and said, "Maybe I was too tired yesterday. I'm still asleep in the room right now and didn't hear the sound of getting up!"

"Ju'an!" Before Ma Suqin could finish her words, Wen Qingxue rushed into the house impatiently.

"Sorry, my sister..."

"I understand!" Before Wen Qinghua could explain, Ma Suqin interrupted Wen Qinghua and said, "Teacher Wen, please go in and see Ju'an!"

Wen Qinghua nodded and followed in.

"Ju'an!" As soon as Wen Qingxue saw Wen Ju'an, tears filled her beautiful eyes. No matter how strong and independent a woman is, she will always be vulnerable. And Wen Qingxue's most vulnerable place is undoubtedly

It's Wen Ju'an's daughter.

But after seeing her daughter lying on the bed with her eyes closed and breathing evenly, Wen Qingxue was filled with words, but she couldn't say them out.

Wen Qinghua moved a stool to the head of the bed and asked Wen Qingxue to sit on it. He stood next to it, holding Wen Qingxue's shoulders.

Wen Qingxue leaned against Wen Qinghua, but her gaze remained motionless as she looked at Wen Ju'an, looking at the sleeping face. Thinking of what happened last night, she felt mixed emotions in her heart, but most of all, she felt for her daughter.

Caring.

Although we had received the news from Wen Qinghua last night that her daughter was safe and sound, as a mother, Wen Qingxue felt relieved after seeing it with her own eyes.

"Sister! Let's go out and sit and wait!" Wen Qinghua leaned over and whispered in Wen Qingxue's ear.

Wen Qingxue shook her head and said, "Go ahead!"

Wen Qinghua didn't say anything and quietly left.

After a while, Wen Ju'an on the bed suddenly frowned almost unnoticeably. Before Wen Qingxue could make a move, Wen Ju'an suddenly rolled and turned over to sleep on his side, with his face facing the outside of the bed where Wen Qingxue was.

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The messy hair also covered her face as Wen Ju'an turned over. Wen Qingxue carefully reached out her hand, picked up the scattered hair one by one, and placed it behind her ears, revealing her delicate and pretty face.

come out.

Wang Zhong took Sanli, Simei and Qiqi back home after morning training. The top two's breakfast was almost ready. Wang Zhong chatted with Wen Qinghua for a few words.

Sanli, Simei and Ma Suqin filled a grate full of steaming vegetable porridge, fragrant scallion pancakes, and the xiaolongbao just taken out of the steamer from the kitchen, and piled them into a hill-like shape.

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Fortunately, Wen Qinghua had dined at Wang Zhong's house many times, so he already knew Wang Zhong's appetite, so he didn't have to be surprised.

"Tsinghua, has Ju'an's mother had breakfast?"

Wen Qinghua shook his head and said, "She must not be in the mood to eat now. Let's wait until Ju'an wakes up!"

"It's okay, uncle, I've already saved some, enough for Ju'an and Aunt Wen to eat."

Yicheng is busy with schoolwork, business, and morning exercises. He has no time to stay for breakfast. He even eats very little lunch and dinner at home. Most of the time, he either eats in the cafeteria or

Deal with it casually outside.

Especially now that Yi Cheng is busy taking the postgraduate entrance examination, he even has less to worry about business matters and wishes he could devote himself to reviewing.

"Okay, let's eat first!"

Simei and Qiqi couldn't wait any longer. As soon as Wang Zhong spoke, they couldn't wait to reach out their hands. One picked up the steamed buns, and the other grabbed the scallion pancakes with a folded newspaper and started to eat them.

It was Wen Qinghua, whose eyes kept glancing towards the back room, and his eyes were not very calm.
To be continued...