Yi Lan you is naturally reluctant to beat Qianqian.

Longmingye and longmingfeng's younger brother and sister have done a lot of mischievous things from childhood to adulthood.

But Yi Lanyou has never had a hand with them. At this moment, she won't beat Qianqian because of this, especially Qianqian's poor appearance.

Just looking at Qianqian, Yi Lan You's heart will be soft into a pool of water.

Will Qian Qian's hand in his palm, Yi Lan you open a mouth to ask: "do not want to say."

"Well." Qian Qian nodded.

"Then don't say it." "But this is the last time," ilanyu said

"Well." Qian Qian nodded again.

"I'll call your head teacher tonight. In the future, all your handwritten notes will be invalid. You need to call me for verification, OK?" Asked Elaine.

"Yes." Qianqian also knows that this is because she made mistakes in the first place and has no objection.

"If you make a mistake, you will be punished." Ilanyou said, "I will punish you for cooking tonight, helping my mother to peel the onion."

"Ah?" Qian Qian and small maple are to help Yi Lan you played, small maple is still a bit of talent, Qianqian in this respect is not at all.

What I fear most is peeling the onion. I always cry with red eyes and itchy nose.

As soon as I hear Yi Lan you say that she wants to peel the onion, Qianqian would rather be beaten a little ass.

See Qianqian drooping shoulder, Yi Lan you can only pet a smile, stretched out his hand: "go."

"Good..." Listless, Qianqian put her little hand in Ilan you's palm. She took herself out of the bedroom and went downstairs. In less than ten minutes, Qianqian had already cried out of breath.

I hate peeling onions

……

Wang Zhien was discharged from hospital a month later.

As Wang's family has been restricted from entering the country, when Wang Zhien left Kyoto, he asked the Wu family to help him get a false identity, and then he returned home smoothly.

It happened to be the day of the king's birthday.

Today's Wang family owner is older than when he talked to Ilan you last time. His cheek is pale and he coughs gently from time to time.

Perhaps he knew that his long cherished wish to return to his roots was over, and that the king's body was in tatters faster.

"If you're tired, grandfather, I'll take you back first." Standing beside the head of the Wang family is Wang sanshao.

Now he can walk on his own legs. Although he can't walk faster, he still looks the same as ordinary people.

"It's OK." Wang took a deep breath and said, "maybe it's your last birthday. I'll stay a little longer."

He knew what was going on with his body, and every day he passed was pitied by God, not to mention his birthday.

"Good." Hearing this, Wang San Shao didn't say anything more. He just accompanied him more dutifully, and from time to time bowed his head and said something to him.

Over the past few years, he is much more mature than the two years earlier. However, no matter how he covers up, his eyes still show a little sinister. It seems that he is not satisfied with anything and wants to destroy everything.

Especially when others are running and fighting in front of him, the evil spirit in the eyes is even more terrible.

The man standing behind Wang San Shao is Martha. Over the past few years, she has become more and more mature and beautiful.

In the past two years, if her eyes were still a few years younger, she would have been totally flippant.

The reception was very lively. Most of them were partners of the Wang family for so many years. There were only a few faces of people from Z, all of whom were Wang's family.

At this time, a black haired man's intrusion caused a great sensation.

In a black suit, he walked through the crowd and went straight to the king.

Originally, only Wang sanshao and Martha behind him noticed him.

Until the man suddenly knelt down in front of the king, without saying a word, he directly kowtowed three times.

That's what got the attention.

"Master of the house." The man slowly raised his head and looked at the king's eyes. His eyes were red and covered with a layer of water mist: "I'm back."

"Gratitude?" The king looked at the man kneeling in front of his eyes. He recited the man's name. He held out his hand in disbelief, and touched the man's face with trembling: "do you know? Is that you? "

"It's me." Wang Zhien raised his hand and put it on the Wang's hand, and his voice was filled with forbearance: "master."

"Old four?" Wang San Shao, who was standing beside the king's master, then suppressed his anger and uneasiness and asked, "old four! You! You are still alive! "

"Yes, I'm still alive." Wang Zhien looked up at Wang sanshao, with tears on his face, but his mouth rose in a subtle arc: "third brother did not expect me to come back alive."

"Of course not." "I thought you were killed by the dragon's mother," Wang saidHearing this, Wang Zhien sneered in his heart.

If it had not been for the dragon's mother and the dragon's master, he would have died long ago, let alone make a comeback now!

"I thought I was dead, too." Wang Zhien took a deep breath and said, "suddenly, I saw someone attacking my teacher, so I rushed up. Who knows Ah... "

"Come back alive, just come back." Wang's master held Wang Zhien's hand and sobbed: "I don't want to lose you any more. I don't want to."

He has lost a grandson and never wants to lose another one on his deathbed.

Seeing Wang Zhien come back, he felt that he still had significance.

The reception ended ahead of time because of Wang Zhien's sudden return. The guests were sent away, and the Wangs gathered in Wang's study.

Everyone showed great concern for Wang Zhien in front of Wang Jiazhu.

"Zhien, how have you lived all these years?"

"Zhien, knowing that you have an accident, I want to go to Z country to find you, but Ah... "

"No, we're all worried."

"Zhien, it would be great if you could come back alive!"

"When your third brother said you were dead, I still don't believe it. You are really lucky!"

"No, just come back! Just come back

……

Looking at everyone, you said me a word, Wang Zhien just smile.

"Zhien, tell me where you've been these years." Wang sanshao wants to know more about this.

Why didn't wang Zhien die!

"It's a long story." Wang Zhien sighed and said, "at that time, I was attacked to save my teacher. The teacher was also a kind-hearted man who never gave up on me. I was lucky enough to recover my life, but I lost my memory."

"Amnesia?" They were surprised.

"Yes," Wang Zhien nodded his head and said, "it was only recently that he rolled down the stairs in an accident that restored his memory." Wang sanshao's hand pinched his fist at the side of his body and said fiercely in his heart: why don't you fall to death!