Lie Ying: All the villains in my family have been reborn

Chapter 267 My Sister Doesn't Mean This Way (Please Support)
It was clearly a question sentence, but the old man said it with great certainty.

Wen Zhengyuan looked at his father and grandparents, nodded: "Well, it is said to send the second sibling back to her natal family."

"Ah."

Wen Qixing chuckled with unknown meaning, "Let him go."

"Tell me the purpose of your return this time."

Although he didn't get the answer he wanted from his young daughter, he still felt that there must be something very important for the eldest son's family to mobilize people to return to Beijing.

Wen Zhengyuan gestured to his wife, and saw that Liu Yufei and the three children were guarding their grandparents.

He took a deep breath and said the purpose of the trip: "Dad, we found the child who was replaced back then."

"Plop, clatter, clack..."

As soon as the words came out, I heard the sound of something falling to the ground, the sound of the book breaking, and the sound of not sitting still and falling down.

Following the sound, Wen Zhenzhen, who was relaxed and casual just a second ago, was sitting on the floor with a dazed face, looking at her elder brother in disbelief.

The teacups and sewing baskets in the hands of the old man and the old lady of the Wen family fell to the ground and scattered all over the floor.

The body kept moving stiffly, and several pairs of eyes looked straight at Wen Zhengyuan.

The old man didn't even care about his heartache when his most precious purple sand teacup was broken, and his cloudy old eyes stared straight at the eldest grandson.

Trembling with excitement, I couldn't breathe for a long time.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

Brother and sister Wen Sicheng hurriedly followed the back for the old man, "Calm down, my dad will tell everyone about this slowly."

"Grandma (Grandma), don't worry, don't worry."

Liu Yufei's mother and daughter patted her back and pinched her shoulders beside the old lady, "Relax, relax."

Wen Qixing's face didn't change much, but his burning eyes betrayed his current mood: "Are you sure?"

He is over 60 years old, his Adam's apple is rolling, and there is a faint sparkle in his eyes.

But he took a deep breath and sucked it back.

"confirmed."

Wen Zhengyuan waited for his father and grandparents to recover a little bit, and then slowly told the story.

"That child...that child...she...she..."

After hearing Wen Nian's experience, the old lady wiped away her tears, her voice was choked up and she couldn't speak.

"When your mother said that the child was not from the Wen family, we still didn't believe it."

The old man is also a little ashamed of the history of civilization, "Although people have been secretly searched for these years, they haven't tried too hard."

When he said this, the old man looked at his son: "Qixing, it is said that mother and child are connected. It seems that we really blamed Xiangling back then."

"She doesn't want to come back?"

Wen Qixing calmed down and asked calmly, "Are you going to pick her up for your father?"

Although the tone was flat, the trembling voice still betrayed the old man's mood at the moment.

"Sister doesn't mean that."

Liu Yufei quickly explained for Wen Nian, "She just couldn't accept the change of identity for a while."

"Dad, Yufei is right, my sister didn't mean to ask you to pick her up in person."

Wen Zhengyuan also hurriedly said, "She's just used to taking care of everything by herself, and she's not used to suddenly having so many relatives."

"In addition, I made an appointment with her to visit my mother in the nursing home tomorrow, and after seeing my mother, I will bring them back together."

"Why wait until tomorrow?"

The old lady Wen Zhou wiped her tears and said, "That child has suffered so much, we have to bring him back as soon as possible to make up for the debts of these years."

"Mom, I won't be here for two days."

The mother's words made Wen Qixing wake up from the loss and recovery, "The child has grown up and has his own ideas, we can't force it too much."

"But……"

"Listen to the child."

Civilization History patted his wife's skinny hand to comfort him, "I've been here for so many years, and I really don't need to be in a hurry for one or two days."

(End of this chapter)