When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

After hearing what the two said, Jin Ling shrugged his head and followed them back.

Returning to the courtyard, Lan Sizhui first bowed to the people in the courtyard and said, "Excuse me, are Han Guang-jun and Senior Wei still in there?"

The man nodded.

Then the three of them stood side by side on the other side of the door waiting. Soon there was movement inside, and Wei Wuxian opened the kitchen door. Lan Wangji came out holding a vessel full of lotus root and pork ribs soup.

After going down the stairs, Lan Sizhui came forward and said, "Hanguang-jun, I'll help you."

Jin Ling has kept his head down and hasn't spoken since he saw Wei Wuxian.

Lan Wangji handed the item to him, and Lan Sizhui asked, "Where are we going with this?"

Wei WuXian said, “Jiang Cheng wanted to drink it, but his family’s cook was not at home, so he asked Han Guang-Jun to make him a pot of soup.”

Lan Jingyi lay in front of Lan Sizhui and stretched his neck to sniff hard: "What's in this? It smells so good."

Wei Wuxian: “Lotus root and pork ribs soup.”

Lan Jingyi was so focused on seeing what was inside that he almost tripped over a stone under his feet. Jin Ling reached out to grab it but Wei Wuxian got there first.

At the critical moment, Wei Wuxian grabbed his arm, preventing him from falling on his face.

After Lan Jingyi stood up, he patted his chest with lingering fear: "I was so scared, so scared, I almost got disfigured."

Jin Ling stretched out his hand, which was suspended in mid-air. Then he clenched his fist and retracted it with some embarrassment.

The remaining three people noticed the weird atmosphere between the two of them, but no one said anything.

Gradually, Jin Ling, who was originally walking in the front, slowed down his pace and ended up following behind a few people.

Not long after, everyone returned to the yard where Jiang Cheng was.

As soon as I walked into the yard, I heard a hoarse shout from inside the room: "Jin Ling, why did you take so long to come back? Do you want to starve me to death?!"

Jin Ling shrank his neck when he yelled at him. Lan Sizhui wanted to hand him the soup, but he refused to take it. Jin Ling said, "Help me carry it in."

Lan Sizhui thought that he was afraid that his uncle Jiang Cheng would scold him, so he agreed: "Okay."

Lan Sizhui went in with the things and the door opened. Jiang Cheng was about to swear, but after seeing who was coming, he swallowed his words.

Lan Sizhui walked to the bed, served him a bowl and handed it to him: "Your Jiang family's chef is not here today. This is stewed by Han Guangjun, so it is a little slow."

After Jiang Cheng heard that it was Lan Wangji who made it, his brows twitched uncontrollably, and there was a hint of doubt in his tone: "Can the food made by Lan Wangji be eaten?!"

As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he saw Lan Wangji coming in from the door. For a moment, the two of them looked at each other. Eating other people's food, saying bad things about others, and being seen by others, the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

He didn't know if Lan Wangji heard what he said just now. In order to prevent further embarrassment, Jiang Cheng coughed, scooped a spoonful and put it into his mouth. He was stunned with just one sip, and then he drank the whole bowl one mouthful after another.

Just as he was about to serve the second bowl, he looked up and found that there were three people named Lan in the room staring at him while he was eating. He didn't know why he suddenly felt very strange, and his hair stood on end: "What's wrong with you people named Lan? Why did you all come in? Do you like watching others eat so much?"

Lan Jingyi stood at the door and said, "You should ask your nephew about this. He chased us all in."

In fact, right after Lan Sizhui went in, everyone was supposed to stay outside, but unexpectedly Jin Ling said, "Can you two go in first? I want to talk to him."

Lan Wangji looked at Wei Wuxian, waiting for him to speak. Wei Wuxian pointed at himself: "Me?"

Jin Ling nodded, and Wei Wuxian said, “Okay then, Han Guang-jun, it’s too hot outside so you two should go in for a while.”

Lan Wangji knew that they were going to talk it out, so he nodded slightly. Then the two of them went in one after the other, and then the things mentioned above happened.

After Jin Ling drove the two of them in, he didn't say anything, but hesitated and seemed to be unable to speak.

Wei WuXian was so amused by his conflicted look that he almost lost control of his expression and burst out laughing.

Jin Ling hesitated for a long time, and just when Wei Wuxian decided to speak first, Jin Ling blurted out: "I'm sorry!"

"..." Wei WuXian asked in confusion: "Why do you want to say sorry?"

Why? Jin Ling thought about it carefully just now and felt that Wei Wuxian didn't want to pay attention to him. It was nothing more than that he didn't keep his promise before and took back what he said. He thought Wei Wuxian should feel that he was a child who didn't keep his word.

Thinking of this, Jin Ling quickly said, "I shouldn't lie, and I shouldn't argue with my elders."

Wei WuXian nodded: "Anything else?"

Jin Ling gritted his teeth and said, "I shouldn't say you're not my uncle."

After hearing this, Wei Wuxian's heart suddenly beamed with joy. He knew that Jin Ling recognized him in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have said a lot of things in front of Jiang Cheng and tried hard to match them up.

It's just that Jin Ling is thin-skinned, very concerned about his reputation, and speaks rashly. If his temper is not cured, it will definitely get worse over time.

Wei WuXian asked: “Then what should you call me?”

Jin Ling mumbled softly, "Uncle."

"what?"

"uncle."

Wei WuXian put his hands to his ears as if listening: “What did you say? Your voice is too soft, I can’t hear you.”

Jin Ling was furious: "Uncle! Uncle!! Uncle!!!"

The three times my uncle shouted, each one louder than the last, and everyone in the room could hear it.

Wei WuXian smoothed Jin Ling's hair with satisfaction and stroked it twice: "So good."

"..." Jin Ling: "Don't touch me like that, I won't grow taller."

“Hahahahahaha!!!” Wei Wuxian laughed wantonly and took his hand away. After being called "Uncle" several times by Jin Ling, Wei Wuxian felt refreshed. He stretched out a hand and touched his arms for a long time.

Seeing him touching her body in an obscene way, Jin Ling asked, "What are you doing?!"

Wei WuXian searched for a long time before finally finding it in the pocket between his clothes. He took his hand and handed it to him: “This is a gift from your uncle. Don’t refuse it.”

"..." Jin Ling was speechless as he looked at the two copper coins in his hand.

Wei WuXian said: “What’s that expression on your face? Don’t you know? I’m very poor.”

Wei Wuxian wasn't lying, he was indeed very poor.

Because he didn't have to pay for anything when he went out, and he never carried money with him, he was only responsible for buying. The two copper coins were from when he went down the mountain to buy things, and Lan Wangji was busy with work, so he let him go to the warehouse to get the silver himself.

He had forgotten how much silver he had received, but in the end only two copper coins were left.