Wealthy Heavenly Master[Transmigration Book]

Early in the morning, Wen Ran grabbed the pinch of hair on her head that couldn't be suppressed by water, and went downstairs, yawning as she walked. When she saw the dining table, she was so delicate that even a single strand of hair was finely When the man was taking care of him, Wen Ran suddenly woke up from drowsiness, and walked over briskly: "Morning, grandma!"

As he spoke, he looked at Qi Yunjing, and felt dimpled: "Good morning." Seeing such a good-looking person early in the morning is really pleasing to the eye.

Qi Yunjing hummed lightly as a response. He was more than indifferent, but not enthusiastic. On the contrary, the old man next to him saw that Wen Ran was not afraid of his grandson at all and got along so harmoniously, so he couldn't help but squinted and looked at Wen Ran. Wen Ran: "Xiao Ran, come here, I made your favorite soup dumpling today."

Wen Ran also smiled back at the old man when he heard the words, his eyes curled up, as if they were filled with the sunlight outside the window: "It's nice to eat soup dumplings today."

Although Mrs. Qi is 80 years old, she is still beautiful and elegant. Even if her face is no longer youthful and firm, her body is no longer healthy and light. When I am in good spirits, I will go to the garden early, pick one or two blooming flowers, put them in a small vase, and put them on the dining table, so that the busy grandson can also see the four seasons. scenery.

Old lady Qi's calmness in facing life and illness allowed Wen Ran to see what a real beauty looks like. Thinking about it, she should be like old lady Qi.

Wen Ran walked to Qi Yunjing's side and sat down very naturally. The servant quickly brought the breakfast and put it in front of him. As soon as the lid of the plate was lifted, a strong fragrance radiated along the steaming heat. Wen Ran Sniffing, he said to Old Madam Qi with a smile on his face: "I like the soup dumplings made by Master Guo the most. I have never eaten such delicious soup dumplings since I grew up."

Old Madam Qi smiled and looked at Wen Ran's mouth full of delicious food, and his face was full of kindness.

Although the Qi family can be regarded as an old family, but the family is harmonious, there are not so many strict rules, and they don’t pay much attention to eating and speaking at the dinner table. He learned from others and lost some of the vivacity of young people, so seeing Wen Ran like this, Mrs. Qi naturally liked it.

Qi Yunjing glanced at Wen Ran, saw that he was taking one bite at a time, breathing out with his mouth slightly open when the food was hot, although he was not very prudent, he was not too unruly, so he let him go.

On the contrary, Wen Ran, seeing Qi Yunjing's eating carefully, and even the arc of raising his hand seemed to be measured by a ruler, felt a little eager to tease him, so he put a soup dumpling on Qi Yunjing's dinner plate, and Smiling, he said, "You should eat something hot in the morning, this toast milk is not as good as soup dumplings."

Qi Yunjing looked at the dinner plate, with toast brushed with jam on one side and greasy soup dumplings on the other, he couldn't help looking at Wen Ran, thinking in his heart, was he being too polite to Wen Ran, so this person started to push himself a little bit up.

Ignoring the other party's oppressive gaze, Wen Ran still smiled and said, "Grandma also thinks soup dumplings are better than toast, right?"

Old Madam Qi smiled and said, "You should have something warm in the morning."

Seeing the old and the young singing together, Qi Yunjing felt a little helpless. He could ignore Wen Ran, but he couldn't ignore grandma. Seeing grandma's face watching a play, Qi Yunjing had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks and pick up the soup buns, but he didn't like Wen Ran swallowed it in one gulp like that, but put it in the spoon, made a slight opening with chopsticks, and ate it after the heat dissipated.

Wen Ran bit his chopsticks and looked at him, sure enough a good-looking person can look good in everything, even soup dumplings can taste elegant.

Under Wen Ran's gaze, Qi Yunjing finished his breakfast without changing his expression, and then got up to go to work after the plate was empty. Before leaving, he gave Wen Ran a warning look, but he felt that Wen Ran didn't understand what he meant. The way he waved goodbye, I don't know how happy he is.

After Qi Yunjing left, Wen Ran smiled and asked Mrs. Qi, "Grandma, do you think I will make him laugh first, or make him angry?"

Old Madam Qi also laughed and said, "It's not easy to make Yun Jing laugh."

Wen Ran said: "I feel that it's not easy to get angry. It seems that we have to make persistent efforts."

Old lady Qi felt that watching Wen Ran tease her eldest grandson every day was also very interesting. One day her eldest grandson was really aroused by Wen Ran, and she, an old woman, could rest assured to sleep forever.

After breakfast, Mrs. Qi took her morning medicine and went back to her room to rest. Wen Ran strolled around the yard, planning to digest her food and go back to her room to sleep. It's cool, he's on summer vacation now, and this carefree life will be over in half a month, but he doesn't cherish every day.

Just when he was looking at all kinds of precious flowers and plants in the yard, and lamenting that it was a pity that such a fertile land was used to grow flowers that could only be admired, there was a sound behind him, and when Wen Ran turned around, he saw a man following him. Qi Yunjing, a young man with a three-point appearance, was walking towards him with a smile on his lips: "Cousin? I should call you that, right?"

Wen Ran also returned a smiling face: "That's right, but I prefer people to call me by my name directly. My name is Wen Ran."

The young man smiled and said, "Hi, my name is Yan Zhe."

The previous generation of the Qi family had a son and a daughter. The son inherited the family business, but died young. Now this burden falls on Qi Yunjing's shoulders. The daughter married a soldier, but the soldier who served more than 20 years ago, Now that the official position is not small, this Yan Zhe should be the grandson of the Qi family.

Wen Ran went to get to know the Qi family during this period of time. Although he could only find some one-sided things from the Internet, he still knew the general relationship between the characters, so he knew that Yan Zhe was not only the grandson of the Qi family, but also the current Qi family. A popular star, even though he has never seen Yan Zhe's drama, but this face which is somewhat similar to Qi Yunjing's is the material to become popular in the entertainment industry.

Wen Ran glanced at Yan Zhe inadvertently, and said with a smile, "Grandma took the medicine and rested."

Yan Zhe said: "The crew has a few days off, so I came to accompany grandma."

In their profession, there is almost no time for rest. Even if the production crew suddenly has a holiday like this, the company can immediately fill in some work for him. It's just that grandma's time is running out, so he pushed almost all the work that could be pushed. Well, if it wasn't for the fact that the script hadn't been signed earlier and it wasn't easy to push, he wouldn't even be able to accept the drama.Now as long as he has time, he will come to accompany grandma. Whether it is himself or grandma, he does not want to have any regrets in the future.

Wen Ran nodded: "It's still early, you can still go to sleep, celebrities don't have much rest time, so you can take a good rest these few days."

The smile on Yan Zhe's lips deepened. This Wen Ran was a little different from what he had imagined, and also very different from the one he saw in the photos. The temperament between the two could be said to be worlds apart.

But Wen Ran is his cousin's daughter-in-law after all, and it's not his turn to investigate, but he feels that grandpa didn't mess with the mandarin ducks, and he didn't find someone who can't be on the table for his cousin, so he planned to go back to the room first. up.

Wen Ran suddenly called out to him: "Do you believe in metaphysics?"

Yan Zhe didn't know what Wen Ran meant by asking this question, but he still said honestly: "I only believe what I see."

Wen Ran shrugged: "Okay." Then he turned around and continued to look at the small garden, indicating that the conversation between them was over.

Yan Zhe didn't know why, so he smiled and walked into the house.

Wen Ran sighed silently, you and I are not meant to be together, and you still don't spend money, hey, it's hopeless.

Knowing that her grandson was back, the old lady was visibly more energetic during lunch, she held Yan Zhe's hand and did not let go, listening to Yan Zhe talking about some production crew and some innocuous little things in the entertainment industry. Gossip, the smile on his face never stopped.

Seeing Wen Ran come down, Yan Zhe picked up a handbag that was on the sofa: "I haven't had time to tidy things up this morning, so I'm in a hurry. This is a wedding gift for you and my cousin. It's a belated gift. Cousin, don't be disgusted."

Old Madam Qi stretched out a hand towards Wen Ran: "Xiao Ran, come quickly."

Wen Ran called grandma, then accepted Yan Zhe's gift generously, after thinking for a while, took out a kit-sized amulet from his pocket and handed it to Yan Zhe: "Gifts are less important than affection, so don't be disgusted. "

Yan Zhe knew something about Wen Ran. He knew that he was from Taoism, and that he was lonely and helpless after his master died, and he had to work and study to support himself. It was unexpected that Wen Ran would return the gift, even though he was only a small Amulet, but he thanked him anyway and put it in his pocket.

After the meal, Wen Ran pushed open Qi Yunjing's bedroom door with a beautifully packaged gift box. Not many people knew about the agreed marriage, including him and the other party, and only lawyers knew about it. From that day on, in the eyes of others, he was equivalent to the master of the house. Naturally, no one would stop her when she entered her husband's bedroom.

Qi Yunjing's bedroom is as cold as his own, without the slightest smoke or smoke, and is spotlessly cleaned by the servants, even the bed is spread out without a single wrinkle.Wen Ran directly put the gift from Yan Zhe on Qi Yunjing's bed, took a look at the gift box of a watch that must be worth a lot without opening it, and left without looking back, and sent a message to Qi Yunjing along the way.

He and Qi Yunjing are in an agreement relationship, and the follow-up compensation has been agreed upon. The other monetary benefits brought about by this relationship should not be his, and he will not take any more. Although he loves money, this is fundamental. There are still principles of being a human being.After sending the message, Wen Ran couldn't help but sighed, the gift wasn't his, and he even sent out an amulet, which was a blood loss for him whose total net worth was only 3000 yuan.

At night, Wen Ran woke up suddenly in his sleep, stared at the ceiling for a long time, and then slowly got up, secretly annoyed that he shouldn't be greedy to eat half of the watermelon before going to bed, and after going to the bathroom to solve it, the drowsiness followed After waking up for a while, when passing by the window, Wen Ran glanced out from the corner of his eye, and then stopped.

His window can see a small garden with a good orientation. When the window is opened, a hundred flowers bloom. At this moment, the rocking chair placed in the small garden is slowly shaking, as if someone just sat on the rocking chair, and then gradually stopped. .

Wen Ran glanced at the empty little garden, yawned, rubbed his eyes and walked to the bed, rolled over the quilt, hugged the quilt and fell asleep again.

In the quiet small garden in the middle of the night, the rocking chair that had stopped was slowly rocking again. Under the pale moonlight, there was no one in the garden.