Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Sheng Nanchen didn't make things difficult for him, so he took back his pen, looked at him seriously for a while, and then smiled slightly and said, "Your mother must be a well-educated person."

Before Wen Jian could speak, Old Uncle Li couldn't help but came over and said with a smile: "That's right, the guest officer doesn't know. Xiao Jian's mother, Teacher Wen, was a well-known figure in Yulin Academy in the past. Teacher Wen not only taught Xiao Jian The teaching is good, and a school has been opened to teach the children in Ancheng to read, which is amazing."

Wen Jian rubbed her nose in embarrassment, and after eating a bowl of noodles, while Uncle Li was busy greeting guests, she secretly put silver coins on the table, and then said goodbye to Uncle Li.

When Wen Jian left, Sheng Nanchen was still drinking tea and meditating.

Just because what old man Li said reminded him of something, surnamed Wen, who came out of Yulin Academy, and had a child about four years old.

Cheng Nanchen thought for a long time, then suddenly turned his head and asked his subordinates, "Four years ago, was the person Ji Xubai married also exiled to Bei Ge?"

The subordinate was startled for a moment, and after thinking about it for a while, he replied: "No, this subordinate remembers that Mrs. Ji Ershao separated from Ji Ershao before the decree came down."

Hearing this, Sheng Nanchen seemed to understand something, looked at the direction Wen Jian was leaving, and said in a daze, "That's no wonder."

...

Here, after Wen Jian returned to Wen's house, she couldn't help but put the Kong Ming lock she bought with the pocket money she earned into her bag, and then went into the house to put the little clay figurines she made earlier.

When Wen Zhigu came over to help his son pack his luggage at night, he found that the little guy’s luggage was already full of gadgets. Wen Zhigu couldn’t laugh or cry, so he picked up a pottery ball and asked him, “Why are you taking this?”

Wen Jian was sitting on the couch with her head down doing her homework, when she heard what her mother said, she glanced up and said, "It's for Sister Qingzhi."

Wen Zhigu picked up his newly bought Kong Ming lock again, "What about this one?"

"For Qingzhi sister."

"what about this?"

"For Qingzhi sister."

Wen Zhigu understood, "Are these all for Sister Qingzhi?"

Wen Jian nodded vigorously.

Wen Zhigu smiled slightly, and had no choice but to prepare another bag for him to put his clothes on, and said, "Xiao Jian, my mother reminded you, my younger sister Qingzhi may not like these."

"The treasures I have saved for half a year will be given to Qingzhi's younger sister."

Wen Jian Mingming was sitting seriously with his homework, and when he said this, he had that very focused little expression, as if it was a matter of course.

That's right, Shu Nuan wrote a letter two days ago, saying that the plum blossoms in Beichuan were in full bloom these days, and asked them to come and enjoy the flowers together when they had time. After Wen Jian heard about this, she began to prepare gifts for him Younger sister.

"Okay, then I hope Younger Sister Qingzhi can accept your gift with honor."

Wen Jian couldn't help but raised her head and said to her mother, "Sister Qingzhi will definitely like it."

"Okay, okay, little sister Qingzhi will like it." Wen Zhigu had no choice but to say what he wanted to do with this persistent little guy.

While writing, Wen Jian said, "I still want to teach my younger sister to write my new characters."

Wen Zhigu thinks it's amazing, Wen Jian is a child, usually he is very stable and sensible in the primary school, the master has praised Wen Jian in front of her more than once, but every time this little guy mentions his immaturity My younger sister has those childish looks that I don't usually see.