Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 226. Extra Story: Wei Lan (6)

Extra: Wei Lan (6)

Wei Lan looked at the lettuce, green vegetables, mushrooms, broccoli, potato shreds in the bowl... His head fell down, and he vaguely felt that his good days were probably coming to an end.

Wei Xun watched as he reluctantly picked up the chopsticks and began to eat. Wei Lan ate as much as he picked up, and there was nothing left. After eating, he showed him the empty bowl, " I'm done."

When Wei Lan said this sentence, she didn't have too many expressions, neither happy nor unhappy, she just stated this sentence very simply.

Wei Xun thought that if he refused just now, there would be some leftovers, or some frustrated expression, but he didn't.

He was a little surprised, "Why don't you like vegetables?"

"It's not delicious." Wei Lan said frankly.

"Then why are they all eaten?"

"It's not that you are caught in my bowl."

"If I put it in your bowl, will you finish it?"

Wei Lan looked at him lying on the table, and explained to him: "I don't like to eat vegetables, but I don't like them, but it's not impossible to eat them. Usually at home, grandpa and mother give If I pick it up, I will eat it, if I don’t pick it up, I won’t eat it. So, if you pick it up for me, I will eat it.”

After listening to Wei Xun, he felt that he was really a young master, "So, whether you eat vegetables or not depends entirely on whether others give you vegetables, and how much you eat depends on how much others give you."

Wei Lan smiled, and even nodded, "Yes."

Wei Xun looked at him and said with emotion, "You really are a young master."

"I was originally." Wei Lan said confidently.

Wei Xun didn't speak any more, just lowered his head and concentrated on eating.

Wei Lan lay on the table and looked at him, waiting for him to finish his meal before giving himself a lecture.

When leaving that day, Wei Xun copied a few more articles and finished writing them, and handed the notebook to him. Wei Lan took it and put it carefully in his schoolbag, planning to use this notebook in exchange for his own the next day. Library access card.

It was Friday, when Wei Xi picked him up at night, he told him that he would go back to Wei Ming's place tomorrow. Wei Lan hadn't seen Wei Ming for a while, and she missed him very much. When she heard that she was going to see her grandfather, Wei Lan couldn't help being a little happy, and nodded happily: "Okay."

When Wei Xun had dinner the next afternoon, he was surprised to find that Wei Lan didn't come today. He thought that Wei Lan would take the notebook he had written and told him to go upstairs to do homework today, but Unexpectedly, Wei Lan did not come. Only then did Wei Xun realize that between the two of them, Wei Lan had always come to him on his own initiative. Wei Lan had no one at home, or was bored, so he rang his doorbell and walked in. But if he has other things, then he won't come to him, and won't tell him.

Wei Xun thinks this is outrageous, is this a hotel? Come whenever you want, change to another one if you don't come, and don't say hello to the hotel owner. Even if it is a domestic kitten that sneaks out to play when the owner is out, it should return home before the owner comes home, and wait for the owner to come home with its tail up.

Thinking so, he returned to his study after dinner and wrote a three-chapter agreement for Wei Lan.

Wei Lan came back only on Monday afternoon. As usual, he rang the doorbell of Wei Xun's house and walked in.

"What are you carrying?" Aunt Wang asked curiously when she saw that he was carrying a bag in both his left and right hands.

"It's fruit." Wei Lan said, "The fruit my grandfather grows is edible, so I took some back and gave it to my brother."

"Then I'll wash it for you." Aunt Wang said that she was going to help him remove the plastic bag from his hand.

But Wei Lan refused, "Not yet, I want to give him a surprise first."

As Wei Lan said, she lifted her things to the side of the sofa, put her schoolbag down, ran to the refrigerator and opened it, took a bottle of drink, and drank it.

He was already very familiar with Wei Xun's family, and he realized that it was almost the same as his own.

When Wei Xun came back, as soon as he opened the door, he heard Wei Lan calling him energetically, "Brother."

Wei Xun looked in his direction, and sure enough, Wei Lan was sitting comfortably on his small round stool, doing homework as usual.

Seeing him coming back, Wei Lan stopped doing her homework, put down her pen, ran up to him happily, and said in a brisk tone, "I brought you a gift back."

Wei Xun heard him use the word "come back" and asked him, "Where have you been?"

"Let's go to my grandpa. My grandpa planted a lot of fruit, and now they are ripe and ready to eat, so when I left, I brought you a lot." He also specially emphasized: "I gave Yuan Xiao Fat and bell-bells don’t add up to give you much.”

A tone of inviting credit.

After changing his shoes, Wei Xun looked up at him, and saw his proud face. If he was really a kitten, his tail would have been raised high at this moment.

Seeing that he had changed his shoes, Wei Lan stretched out her hand to pull his arm. Wei Xun wanted to avoid it, but she heard Wei Lan say sweetly, "Brother, let's see what you like to eat. I picked a lot What about."

Wei Xun listened to his words, the moment his hand grabbed his arm, he didn't have time to dodge it, so he didn't break free again, and went with Wei Lan.

Wei Lan pulled Wei Xun all the way to the sofa, opened the bag on the ground, knelt down/turned over the fruit in the bag for him, "I took apples, pears, grapes, and peaches! This is Nectarine, this is a juicy peach, brother, which one do you like?"

Wei Xun looked at the fruit in the bag, "Your grandfather planted these?"

"Yes." Wei Lan nodded.

"Does your grandfather know that you picked these fruits for me?"

Wei Lan smiled and shook his head, "Don't let him know." His eyes were sly, "I know, I can't bring it out."

Wei Xun was amused by his words, and his mood became lighter. He thought that Wei Lan was quite smart. He thought about it. If Wei Ming knew that the fruits he planted by himself were sent to him by his beloved grandson, he thought that Wei Ming would probably be so angry that he grounded Wei Lan. Said that grandpa was doing it for your own good, while sternly warning him not to go to Wei Xun's house again.

When he thought of this, he thought it was quite interesting. Wei Lan looked young, but she knew everything in her heart. He runs to his own house every day. Wei Xi is Wei Ming's daughter, but also Wei Lan's mother. She has the tenderness of a woman, so she will understand his son's boredom when he is alone at home, and turn a blind eye . But Wei Ming wouldn't, if Wei Ming knew that Wei Lan was running to his place every day, he would probably be called to drink tea.

After Wei Lan finished displaying the fruits, she was finally willing to let Aunt Wang wash them and put them in the fruit bowl. He put the fruit plate in front of Wei Xun, handed him an apple, "here."

Wei Xun took a bite out of face, and Wei Lan asked him, "Is it delicious? The apples my grandpa grows are sweet and crisp!"

Wei Xun nodded, "It's okay." He said truthfully.

Wei Lan sat next to him, grabbed his arm and shook, "Brother, I should continue to do my homework. I haven't finished my homework before you came back just now."

Wei Xun squinted at him.

Wei Lan shook his arm slightly and looked at him with a smile, then stretched out his finger and pointed upward.

"Want to go upstairs to do your homework?" Wei Xun asked him.

Wei Lan nodded, he flipped through his schoolbag, took out the notebook that Wei Xun asked him to practice calligraphy that he had written in the past two days, and took it out for him to check.

"I finished writing, you see."

Wei Xun checked it again, and saw that he had indeed written word by word under his own words as a whole, which was not bad. He stood up, and saw Wei Lan immediately stood up with him.

Wei Xun looked at him, Wei Lan smiled at him, and said before he could speak, "I'll go up with you."

Wei Xun felt that he was really good at seizing the opportunity. He didn't refute Wei Lan, but stepped forward and said, "Let's go."

Wei Lan cheered softly, picked up her schoolbag, and followed him upstairs.

Wei Xun's study room is very large, and the ground as soon as he enters the door is designed as a tea room for him to talk with Wei Yecheng, and then his desk is where there are computers, books, folders, desk On the sides and back, there are bookcases full of books.

Wei Lan looked at those bookcases and was very curious, "Have you read all the books here?"

"Of course not."

Wei Lan squatted in front of the glass window and looked at it, but found that he couldn't understand the words on it. He asked Wei Xun, "Is there anything I can read?"

"I said, can you read the books here?"

"Can't you?"

"What do you think?"

Ask Wei Lan this question, it is simply a free question, Wei Lan nodded naturally, "I think it is okay."

Wei Xun felt that he looked quite thin-skinned, fair and tender, but he didn't expect to have such a thick skin when he spoke. He reached out and pinched Wei Lan's face, but Wei Lan didn't hide, she was just puzzled Looking at him, Wei Xun thought he was cute like this, pinched his face and shook it, and then let go.

Wei Lan's face turned red immediately, he stretched out his hand to rub it, and asked puzzledly, "Why did you pinch me?"

"See how thick your skin is?"

Wei Lan heard his subtext, hummed, and did not speak.

Wei Xun walked to his desk, opened the drawer, took out a piece of paper, and said to Wei Lan, "Come here."

"What are you doing?" Wei Lan walked over.

He saw a piece of paper on Wei Xun's desk, and looked at it, and saw that it said:

1. Before each visit, you need to call in advance to inform.

2. Before you don't come, you need to call in advance to let us know.

3. If the itinerary changes, you need to call in advance to inform.

Wei Lan asked him, "What do you mean a change in schedule?"

"It was originally said that you would come, but suddenly something happened and you couldn't come, or you didn't plan to come, but then changed your mind and wanted to come. This kind of."

"So this is for me?"

"Yes."

Wei Xun moved the paper to Wei Lan, "Can you do it? If you can do it, I will sign your name."

Wei Lan nodded, "I can, but I can't be the only one with this, it's not fair, brother, you should have it too."

"What do I need?" Wei Xun thought his words were a little funny, "This is my home."

Wei Lan looked at him and set the rules for him according to the three chapters of the agreement written by him, "First, when you are at home, you need to call in advance to let us know. Second, when you are not at home, you need to call in advance to let us know .Third, if the itinerary changes, you need to call in advance to inform.”

Wei Xun thinks that he is quite good at learning and using it flexibly.

Wei Lan felt that she was very reasonable, and said plausibly, "I came to see you twice, but you were not there, and Aunt Wang didn't know if you would come back. I waited for you for a long time, but you didn't come back, so If I tell you, you need to tell me too."

"You have good logical thinking."

"Because I'm smart." Wei Lan said proudly.

"Okay, I promise you."

Wei Xun looked down at the paper on the table, "You sign it, and then write your request under this paper, and I will sign it."

When he said this, he couldn't believe that he would sign such a naive thing, so he handed the paper to Wei Lan without mercy, and pointed to the mahogany not far away. Small round table, "You will sit there from now on, go over."

Wei Lan walked over, sat on the stool, put the paper on the table, took out a pen, signed her name seriously, and wrote her request on it.

When Wei Xun saw that piece of paper again, he saw that it said: Wei Lan's request, Wei Xun needs to do it. Then came the 1233 Regulations.

Wei Xun looked at his name, turned to look at Wei Lan, Wei Lan asked him, "What's wrong?"

"To practice calligraphy today, in addition to the usual texts, I have to write my name carefully one hundred times."

Wei Lan's eyes widened. He looked at Wei Xun's name on the paper, "I think I wrote it pretty well."

Wei Xun pointed to the word Wei Lan written by him, "How about your name?"

Wei Lan: "..."

Wei Xun sighed, picked up a pen, and added a line to the three chapters of his agreement: Wei Lan needs to fulfill Wei Xun's request.

He pointed to the names of the two people, "Isn't it fair, there is no favoritism."

Then he pointed to the names of the two people written by Wei Lan, "Do you think you wrote it fairly?"

It's really unfair... Wei Lan looked up at Wei Xun, "Do you really have to write it a hundred times?"

"It's fine to write the same words as I wrote."

Wei Lan: "...or, I'd better write it a hundred times!"

Wei Xun: "..."

"I will finish writing, don't worry brother!"

Wei Xun: ...I really don't feel relieved at all.