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Chapter 423 Experimental Skills

Hearing the content, almost everyone was stunned, followed by silence, and then many people began to cry.

Wen Xiange blinked, feeling a little embarrassed for a while. She saw no one downstairs in the morning, and thought that Boss Zhu had passed away, so he left, so she didn't ask any more questions, and the others didn't tell her.

I didn't know that people only went there in the afternoon, and now they are officially broadcasting to the outside world.

She is also stupid, if Boss Zhu has already gone and the news has been broadcast, there will not be so many people here to play here.

After all, the people living in the compound of the military region are either soldiers or their families and descendants. How important is Boss Zhu's meaning to all soldiers.

No one is free to play at this time.

Seeing Xiao Chenggong whose eyes were also red, Wen Xiange stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Why did those people leave in the morning?"

Xiao Chenggong, who was immersed in grief, was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said: "It was withdrawn in the middle of the night, and the specific reason was not mentioned. I guess it might be because it might backfire."

After all, it was fine at first, wouldn't it be more provocative to make such a big move by you, and everyone will know about it in the end.

"You didn't tell me, I thought, heck, forget it, shall we go back now?" Wen Xiange wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, there was no need to say anything now, so he asked.

"Well, let's go."

Xiao Chenggong nodded, then turned to Qin Baoguo with red eyes and said, "Baoguo, let's go back first."

"Well, I'm going back too." Qin Baoguo returned to his senses when he heard Xiao Chenggong's words, and then nodded.

After that, everyone didn't say anything, and they all went home after saying hello.

The Xiao family had already prepared for it. Although this meeting was sad, it didn't feel too sudden.

It's just that the atmosphere is much heavier than in the morning.

Seeing the two of them coming back, Mother Xiao wiped her eyes and got up and said, "I'm going to cook, and dinner will be served when your father and the others come back."

"I'll come." Wen Xiange hurried forward and said.

Apart from the children in this family, she is probably the one who is in the best mood. She should take over the cooking.

Without waiting for Xiao's mother to refuse, Wen Xiange quickly went to the kitchen, took a look at the washed dishes, and then turned on the fire and started cooking.

Seeing this, Xiao's mother didn't say anything more, but went back to see the child.

The eldest daughter-in-law has not come back yet, and the two old people are not in the mood to take care of their children now.

As soon as the meal was ready, brother Xiao and father Xiao came back, and after a while, sister-in-law Xiao also came back.

Although everyone was prepared in their hearts, everyone in this meeting still felt sad and heavy. Even though Wen Xian's singer was not bad at dinner, everyone still didn't eat much.

After dinner, the men of the Xiao family followed the old man to the study, and no one of the women was in the mood to say anything.

Everyone took a shower, took a bath with their children, sat on the sofa and continued to be silent.

And Wen Xiange went to the room after taking a shower. Although she was a little sad, it didn't affect her life.

What interests her the most is the cheating skills she discovered earlier.

She didn't discover it before, and I don't know if she didn't discover it herself, or if she just got this skill.

But if she just got it, there wouldn't be anything unusual around her or on her body.

After thinking for a while, but couldn't figure it out, Wen Xiange shook his head and didn't intend to think about it any more.

Instead, she began to experiment with her computer-like computing power.

She first took out a math test paper, stared at a function question and concentrated on thinking about the answer. After thinking about it for a long time, there was no response, and she scratched her head and gave up this shortcut method.

Then he stared at the wall, then at the chair and bench, trying to get through the wall, or get something from a distance, but he still found nothing.

Well, it seems that her golden finger can only be calculated in kind, don't think about anything else.

(End of this chapter)