Duanmu Lanya pondered, but couldn't understand Wen Jinghong's intentions.

She nodded at the servant, and then looked at the few people at the table, "In that case, why don't we go over together?"

Wen Erhua got up elegantly, and said softly: "Then let's go, it just so happens that I haven't been to offer incense to my ancestors for a long time." Xiaoqi, Bai Yu, let's do it together. ”

……

At half past seven in the evening, the Wen family's back hall Xiyuan.

Yan Shiqi, Wen Erhua and others arrived slowly, and the servants stood in front of the double wooden doors in the back hall wearing jackets, and respectfully invited them to enter when they saw them.

The layout of the hall is very square, with the first two Huanghuali Taishi chairs and square tables, and eight Taishi chairs on the left and right sides.

In the left rear, there is also a meeting table, on which are placed the four treasures of the study, rice paper wolf.

Yan Shiqi and the man entered side by side, and after a little look, she saw Wen Jinghong sitting in the chair of the first master in the hall, and Steward Wen was standing beside him.

On the left side of the next head, there are Yan Jun and Lian Bixiu, whose eyes are in a trance like sitting on pins and needles.

"Jinghong, what's the matter?" Duanmu Lanya helped Wen Erhua walk in front, and just after crossing the threshold, she asked puzzledly.

Before Wen Jinghong could answer, her eyes looked at Yan Father again, although she didn't know each other, she still nodded elegantly, and then her eyes fluttered on the face of Ms. Lian, who was looking at her.

For a moment, Duanmu Lanya's expression froze.

Wen Jinghong looked at his wife's stunned appearance for a moment, sighed silently, and opened his mouth, "Sit down first." After a while, my father will come over, and it will not be too late. ”

At this time, Duanmu Lanya and Wen Erhua sat on the right side, and Yan Shiqi and He sat next to Ms. Lian.

In this strange atmosphere, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Yan Jun and Ms. Lian, "Dad, Mom." ”

Duanmu Lanya cast his gaze at her in surprise.

Ms. Lian snorted and didn't speak, while Father Yan nodded slightly, and the right was a response.

It can be seen that the two of them seem to be very displeased, even if they deliberately restrain themselves, they still can't suppress the fierceness in their eyes.

Yan Shiqi hooked his lips, not caring about their coldness.

The maid brought them a bowl of tea with a tray, and Wen Erhua took the saucer, lifted the porcelain lid and shook the tea surface.

She suddenly raised her eyes to look at Yan Jun and Ms. Lian, "I didn't expect to meet Xiaoqi's parents here, fortunately." If I hadn't opened my mouth, I would have almost admitted my mistake. The inkstone mother and our family's kite are a little similar. ”

"Big sister!" Wen Jinghong spoke at the right time, frowning slightly, looking at Wen Erhua's gaze revealing disapproval.

Duanmu Lanya didn't hear Wen Jinghong's words, and the words of the eldest sister Wen Erhua were like a wake-up call that fell deep into her heart, and she had mixed feelings.

That lady is indeed a little like a kite......

Her thoughts were slightly confused.

……

After about five minutes, there was a sound of footsteps outside Xiyuan, accompanied by a few hearty laughs.

Wen Chongli and Li Wencheng Li Bo came, and they were followed by Wen Zhiyuan, who had been trying to make them happy.

Behind the three of them were Wen Jingru, the second son of the Wen family, and his wife, who had just sent off the guests.

The door of the hall opened, and a gust of cold wind invaded, Wen Chongli lifted his glasses, and asked in a loud voice: "Boss, you called us over, what is the so-called matter?"

Li Bo also entered with his hands beside him, and when he crossed the threshold, he casually teased, "Don't delay too long, I haven't competed with Lao Wen yet." ”