HLnovel Chapter 313 The Wen Family, Do You Want to Take Control?
Chapter 313 The Wen Family, Do You Want to Take Control?
Uh!
Take control of Medicine King Valley!!
She really managed to shove a handle into someone's mouth in a very impressive way.
He mentions it to everyone he meets, and it goes on and on.
Is it too late for her to take back what she said?
Words spoken are like spilled water or spilled milk—how can you take them back?
Wenwen was feeling bitter and resentful, wishing she didn't have a mouth. She blamed herself for not thinking things through and ruining her own life.
This bold statement gave her a terrible headache; she couldn't explain it even if she had ten mouths. Who could save her?
The old man's authority seemed genuine, and she dared not look up for help, only lowering her head and looking down.
After the siblings took their seats in the main seat, they quickly bowed and said, "We are juniors to greet Grand Tutor Zhou."
After Zhou Taifu waved to the guards behind him, the guards turned and left.
The room returned to silence.
The three siblings maintained a respectful posture with their heads bowed and hands clasped in prayer.
Grand Tutor Zhou glanced at the group of people, seemingly forgetting their presence.
Turning to himself, he said, "Yanzhi, Zu'an, why don't you give these kids some snacks or candy?"
Ren Zuan chuckled, "Old Zhou hasn't given his opinion yet, has he?"
Zhou Yanzhi gestured towards his siblings with his chin, "Father, why are you scaring the children for no reason?"
Grand Tutor Zhou seemed to have just remembered his three siblings. He stroked his beard and laughed, "Oh dear, look at my memory! I'm getting old, I've even forgotten that I still have a few children here!"
The siblings were ashamed: "We are all living, breathing people right in front of you, and you can just forget us like that? It's incredibly embarrassing. But what can we do? They're imposters."
Grand Tutor Zhou glanced at his siblings, the glint in his eyes revealing the old man's wisdom and experience.
"Alright, you all sit down quickly. The title 'Grand Tutor' is for outsiders. From now on, just call him 'Great-Grandfather'."
The siblings respectfully replied, "Yes, we will obey our great-grandfather."
Wenwen had barely sat down, her bottom not even touching the chair, when she heard that same old cliché again.
"Kid, you still haven't answered what I just said?"
Wenwen looked up and saw her great-grandfather Zhou looking at her. He was still waiting for her answer, and his eyes seemed very serious, without any hint of joking or teasing.
Wenwen's mind went blank for a moment, and her shoulders slumped instantly. She lowered her head and honestly admitted, "Great-grandfather, I was just talking nonsense in the heat of the moment."
Grand Tutor Zhou confirmed repeatedly, "You really won't be in charge of Medicine King Valley anymore?"
"No, no, no, great-grandfather, I was wrong. I was just anxious and trying to help my maternal grandfather out of a predicament. You don't have to take it seriously."
After Wenwen finished speaking, she lowered her head so much that it almost buried it in her stomach. She wished the ground would immediately crack open so she could disappear into it.
Unexpectedly, Grand Tutor Zhou lowered his voice and said, "What about the Wen family? Do you want to lead them? Not just you, but both of you. Think it over carefully."
Upon hearing this, the three siblings immediately looked up. After exchanging glances, right under the noses of Grand Tutor Zhou and Zhou Yanzhi, they quickly made hand seals and cast spells. They even added several layers of soundproofing, taking precautions to ensure their safety.
After the spell ended, the siblings quickly dispelled their disguises and returned to their original appearances, bowing again before Grand Tutor Zhou.
"This junior greets my great-grandfather."
Grand Tutor Zhou then beamed with joy, "Come, come, sit down quickly, sit down quickly."
After sitting down again, Grand Tutor Zhou's attitude changed drastically. He now looked like an elder in the family, rather than the authoritative figure he had just displayed.
Grand Tutor Zhou picked up a few books and handed them to his siblings, saying, "You all stand aside and look at these books. I'll test you in a little while."
The siblings took it, seemingly obedient and compliant, but actually they were secretly complaining.
Wenwen flipped through it and said, "Big brother, this book is too thick, I can't understand it."
Wen Chengbin: "It's not that I don't want to watch it, it's that I can't get into it."
Wenwen: "I originally wanted to be a lazy bum, but God made me work hard. Now I feel like I can relax a bit, but He still makes me work hard. Brother, I'm suited to be a leader. You see, I support you."
Wen Chengbin: "I'm suited to go out and expand my territory, brother. You should read this book. I support you."
Wen Chengjian glanced at the three elders whispering to each other, then at the pleading eyes of his younger siblings. He didn't want to look either, but what could he do? He was the eldest grandson of the Wen family. Since ancient times, the eldest grandson was born to bear certain responsibilities and tasks, without a doubt. It all depended on whether he could bear them. If he could, the elders in the family would not let him off the hook in the slightest.
Wen Chengjian thought about his experiences over the past year or two. His grandfather and father had made many decisions, and he seemed to have grown little on his own. Now that someone was willing to teach him, this was a golden opportunity.
Besides, wherever the Wen family goes in the future, they will need a leader. Being able to help his grandfather and father share the burden is also a way for him to show his filial piety as a grandson/son.
Having figured things out, Wen Chengjian nodded, "Alright, I'll take care of it, but you can't just ignore everything. At least get a general idea, so you can answer a few questions if asked. Don't be clueless and embarrass the Wen family."
Wenwen was exhausted: She was born with the mind of a warrior. Although she had some of the Ren family's intelligence, it didn't matter. She was born wanting to use her hands instead of her brain.
Wenwen, holding the book, suddenly exerted force and squeezed the book into a roll.
Wen Chengbin, who was next to her, saw this and quickly stopped her.
The siblings' little actions did not escape the old man's notice.
Time passed slowly, and Ren Zu'an's talks with Grand Tutor Zhou went smoothly, with the last part of the letter already handed over.
After studying this part of the letters, Grand Tutor Zhou picked up the last one.
Ok?
The handwriting on the cover was familiar; it was a letter written to him by his grandson, Zhou Kangyan.
Master Zhou's letters, written from the beginning of his exile to the present, condense two years of life into two or three thin pages of paper, and he also wrote a few words at the end of the letters.
After reading the letter, Grand Tutor Zhou handed it to Zhou Yanzhi and Ren Zuan, who were standing beside him.
After looking around, the group looked up at the three siblings over there.
Ok!
Only Wen Chengjian was reading the book attentively.
Wen Chengbin stared at a page of the book for a long time without turning it. What was he doing? It was self-evident.
Wenwen, on the other hand, was dozing off in a chair, clutching a book.
Wen Chengjian felt a gaze from the side and kicked Wen Chengbin, who snapped out of his daze and asked, "Big brother, is dinner ready?"
Hearing the sound, Wenwen, who was pretending to be asleep, sat up straight in a daze, opened the book in her arms, and pretended to be studying hard.
This deceptive act left the elderly people helpless and frustrated.
Ren Zuan spoke up, "Alright, stop looking, come here."
Ren Zu'an pointed to the last few sentences of a letter and asked, "Wen'er, what does your uncle mean by the moving portrait?"