While talking, Sui Jiang took out the letter in his arms and handed it to him with both hands.
Seeing that there were two, Wu Tsui immediately felt that he could think more.
One must be my father's reply, and the other
Could it be Miss Xu's?
The young man thought too much, but he couldn't suppress his inner expectations.
Until I took the letter and saw the familiar handwriting of "Wu Shisun Qinqi" on one of the envelopes, a heart suddenly fell steadily, and countless gorgeous fireworks exploded in my mind.
Seeing the overflowing smile between the boy's eyebrows and eyes, Wu ran was curious and surprised and asked, "second brother, who sent the letter?"
Wu Tsung coughed softly, covered up the difference and replied, "father -"
Is my second brother so happy to see my father's letter?
Although Wu ran felt a little strange, he was still young and had a simple idea. He immediately hurried with expectation: "the second brother, open it and read what his father said."
He is also literate, so it's no problem to read some simple letters, but his father's letter to his second brother must be more than family affairs or other important things - most of which are not what his child should know.
Therefore, unless the letter from my father is sent to him alone, the other letters should be read by my second brother.
Wu Chiu sat down in a chair and opened one of the letters.
Although this is not the one he really wants to open immediately, he can only do so in order to send his brother away as soon as possible.
"Your father asked, are you tall again -"
Wu Tsung quickly swept the letter paper and picked something related to Wu ran to read.
"I've grown half a finger since my father left Beijing!" Wu ran straightened up and replied.
"My father said, I want you to do your homework well."
Wu ran nodded obediently, waiting for his second brother to read.
However, he saw his second brother look at him and say, "since it's so, now go back to school."
“……?”
The schoolwork came too suddenly. Wu ran was stunned and subconsciously looked at the letter paper in the second brother's hand.
Did my father say these two sentences about him?
Besides——
"Second brother, we haven't played chess yet."
Wu Chiu looked at him, "don't even take your father's words to heart?"
Suddenly such a big hat was buttoned down, and Wu ran almost looked silly: "but..."
But his father didn't say to let him do his homework immediately after seeing the letter. He thought it wasn't a matter of great urgency, was it?
But for his second brother's calm eyes, the boy didn't dare to say anything in reply. He could only say, "but I've finished my homework today..."
Wu Tsung frowned slightly and said positively, "how much have you learned now? Then he began to set limits for himself every day? There is not much homework to do today for the descendants of the Wu family. It depends on how much you want to learn -"
Wu ran looked bitter.
How much does he want to learn?
Does that matter?
——Of course he doesn't want to learn at all.
However, it is impossible to answer such questions.
In the end, the Wu family can produce several outstanding descendants who have worked hard since childhood like the second brother.
But who let the second brother have the confidence to say this.
As a role model at home, my second brother is right in everything he says.
"Second brother, whose other letter is that?" Wu ran didn't want to go, and asked the others slowly.
"I'm... A good friend in Beijing."
Ah yuan, the boy on one side, was a little confused.
Is it his illusion? He just felt that when his childe said the word "good friend", his tone seemed to be a lot softer?
"Has the second brother made friends in Beijing?" Wu ran asked curiously.
And it's still a good friend. My second brother is so picky. I don't know what kind of person can be my second brother's good friend?
Wu Tsung, who was anxious to read the letter, frowned again.
Why does this smelly boy talk so much? Have to force him to get people out?
"Stop dawdling and go back."
Wu ran said "Oh" with interest.
"I really want to play chess. Come back to me tomorrow --" seeing the boy's disappointing back, Wu Tsui added with a rare discovery of conscience.
Wu ran swept away his loss and was eager to finalize the matter: "how about I come to my second brother early tomorrow morning?"
"Yes."
Seeing that his brother finally left, Wu TSUO immediately got up and went to the inner room.
The man had just sat down in the chair by the table, and the letter paper had been taken apart.
When he saw that there were two pieces of stationery, both of which were full, the young man's cold eyebrows and eyes were ironed immediately, like drinking a bowl of hot soup in the middle of winter and snow, which was warm from inside to outside.
"By the way, second brother -"
A sudden voice made Wu Tsung move very quickly, buckle the letter paper upside down on the table and press it under his hand.
Wu ran, who had gone back and forth, felt puzzled when he saw this scene.
He doesn't have clairvoyance. Is the second brother so reactive?
And the second brother's appearance suddenly reminded him of the situation when he was found stealing food in the school... So, is the second brother peeking at some amazing letter—— Is this friend a serious friend?
"Why haven't you left yet?" Wu Chiu Qiang resisted the impulse to lift the table.
Can this brother get better?
In contrast, Miss Xu's brother is much more reassuring——
Aware of the danger, Wu ran instinctively shrunk his neck and whispered: "... I just forgot to talk to my second brother. Today, my second uncle asked me to borrow two books with my second brother. He said they were only available in my second brother's study."
"I see. I'll have it sent to him later -"
"..." Wu ran opened his mouth.
But he hasn't said which two books he wants?
Is it really OK for the second brother to be so perfunctory?
Wu ran wanted to say something, but facing the eyes of his second brother, he didn't dare to stay any longer and nodded: "it's good."
Although he doesn't know what kind of "good" it is.
Listening to the confused dialogue between the two brothers, ah yuan felt particularly confused.
"Watch outside and don't let anyone in." Wu Chiu ordered.
A yuan nodded. The feeling of being unable to touch his head became more serious for a time.
It's just a letter. Do you need to watch the wind?
And he kept it by the curtain for nearly half an hour.
Ah yuan even felt that he had good reason to suspect that his son had fallen asleep——
Driven by strong curiosity, he secretly turned his head and looked inside.
I saw the young man still sitting there. It was obvious that he had finished reading the letter. At this time, he was looking at a ginkgo leaf in his hand, and even smiled with a row of beautiful and neat white teeth
A yuan was shocked and his expression distorted.
Is this... Still his son?
It's just a leaf, but how can you describe your appearance and state
——There is even a feeling that the childe will tie the leaf around his neck with a rope... It won't make people feel too surprised?
I imagined a strange picture. Ah yuan just felt that he was about to suffocate.