Chapter 151: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Chapter 151: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
In the yard of the Wei family's new home, the osmanthus tree with its bared fangs and claws was trimmed into a very stylish look by Wei Ada.
The magpie on the tree hasn't appeared for a long time because someone broke in.
The electric lights under the eaves illuminated the entire yard, and the moths that loved the bright light fluttered around the lights happily.
Xu Ayu was sitting on a solid wooden chair under the tree, and Wei Ada was fanning her.
Wei Ling and a few others nearby were reciting today's lesson while swatting mosquitoes.
Weidong was carried on Laba's back and ran wildly in the yard.
"A Miao, were Lijuan and Xiao Jiangsu really dragged away in broad daylight?" When Xu Ayu heard what Wei Miao said, he didn't know whether to be relieved or anxious.
Fortunately, the move to the concession went incredibly smoothly, but she was anxious because her eldest brother didn't want to move no matter how much she persuaded him.
"What should we do now?" Wei Ada asked.
Wei Miao sighed with worry on his face, "Let's see if there is any progress over there, Brother Lu."
She likes Xiao Jiangsu, an uncle with good skills and a smooth personality.
What's more, she and Xiao Nanjing are friends, so if she can help, she will naturally not be stingy.
Now we just hope to find out why they were arrested by Inoue Mansion and what the purpose is?
Only then can we prescribe the right medicine and solve the problem.
It would be great if I could find a way to meet Cui Lijuan.
Wei Miao was lost in thought and didn't see Uncle Bao and Xiao Qian come in.
Wei Ada instructed Wei Ling and Wei Ran to move chairs for them.
After Xiao Qian helped Uncle Bao sit down, he ran to tease Wei Ping. . .
"Are you worried?" Uncle Bao took a sip of herbal tea and asked Wei Miao.
Wei Miao was also a little more polite to Xu Ayu's big customer and nodded listlessly:
"Ah."
Uncle Bao smiled and said, "Can you tell me?"
Wei Miao thought about the identity and ability of the person Lu Pingsheng described, maybe it was really possible.
This person's father went to Japan for refuge and promoted cooperation between Japan and China several times. . .
Wei Miao invited Uncle Zeng Bao into his study.
Uncle Zeng Bao, who was wearing a long gown, looked at the bookshelf that took up an entire wall in Wei Miao's study. He admired the densely packed books inside.
As early as the night when he first met Wei Miao and Wei Ada, he already had a basic understanding of the situation of the Wei family.
He also knew a lot about Lu Pingsheng, who had always been involved with the Wei family.
When he learned that Wei Miao could read ten lines at a glance and had a photographic memory, he became even more interested in this lively young boy.
Master Zhishang said that his way of survival lies in this small alley, and the Zeng family's only hope of survival also lies here.
"Is the situation very difficult?" Uncle Zeng Bao took a breath of the room filled with the fragrance of books and ink.
Wei Miao recounted what happened today in detail.
"Inoue Mansion?"
Uncle Zeng Bao chewed over the four words in a low voice, his handsome eyebrows lowered as if he was thinking about something.
When he raised his head, he saw the teenager in front of him looking at him with long and narrow eyebrows.
"I'll give it a try." He made no promises.
Seeing the mature little cub open her mouth slightly, Uncle Zeng Bao was in a very good mood and teased her:
“But it may not work.”
After all, these spies are somewhat ruthless.
Mr. Inoue was once supported by his father when he was down and out. I hope he still appreciates this favor.
If Wei Miao knew that the person in front of her would do her such an important favor, she would probably wave her hand in dismay.
She doesn't want such a strong cause and effect.
Unfortunately, she was just very silly and naive at the moment and said, "Really? Thank you so much."
After finishing his business, Uncle Zeng Bao pointed to the mechanical drawings on Wei Miao's desk and said:
“You’re researching this stuff?”
Wei Miao looked at the drawing he had drawn and smiled shyly, "I just made it up when I had nothing else to do."
Uncle Zeng Bao chuckled and said, "If there is anything you don't understand, you can come to me."
Wei Miao originally wanted to refuse, but when Lu Pingsheng said that this person was a talent from a top Western technical college, he wanted to nod immediately.
Just working behind closed doors, she had no idea when she would be able to expand the production lines of sulfa and penicillin.
"Thank you."
Wei Miao first thanked him politely, but he had no idea what Lu Pingsheng was planning for this matter.
The next morning, Wei Miao got up and was brushing his teeth. Xiao Qian stood at the door and shouted to Wei Miao:
"Ah Miao, my young master invites you to come over~"
After rinsing his mouth, Wei Miao put down the toothbrush holder and went to the opposite door. There was a faint scent of tea in the yard. Uncle Zeng Bao was wearing loose white satin clothes and practicing Eight-Section Brocade.
"Wait a moment, the young master will be ready soon."
Wei Miao sat on a stone bench, supporting his head with one hand. His movements, although slow, were extremely standard, showing that he had practiced for a long time.
Xiao Qian whispered in her ear: "I was urged to call you so early in the morning..."
Wei Miao rolled his eyes, "Your young master looks a little more lively than before."
Xiao Qian supported his cheeks with both hands, and said happily, "It was only after you moved in that the young master became somewhat popular. Otherwise, I would have thought that he would have become a monk with that old bald man Zhishang and the old master."
Wei Miao pretended not to understand the message in Xiao Qian's words and asked:
"Has your young master been in poor health since childhood?"
The joy on Xiao Qian's face faded, and a trace of melancholy appeared in his big eyes as he said:
"I was just weak when I was young, and I was well taken care of, but fate was unfair to me..."
She didn't say anything else and just watched her young master finish his practice.
Xiao Qian hurriedly went to fetch water and wring out the towel. After a busy period, Uncle Zeng Bao, who had changed his clothes, sat down opposite Wei Miao.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting." He took a sip of the tea at just the right temperature, his tone gentle.
Wei Miao got straight to the point and waited for him, "Any news?"
Uncle Zeng Bao nodded and said, "You can go to Jingshang Mansion to pick him up at noon."
Wei Miao's eyebrows curved with joy, and he said sincerely: "Mr. Zeng, this time I owe you a favor. If you need anything in the future, just let me know."
Uncle Zeng Bao put down his teacup, glanced at Xiao Qian who was busy, and whispered:
“There is a need now.”
Wei Miao didn't expect that he could settle the cause and effect so quickly. He nodded repeatedly and just urged him to tell it quickly.
Uncle Zeng Bao waited until Xiao Qian came in before saying, "Let Xiao Qian and your mother learn how to make braised dishes today. Let me take you out for a while, and I'll treat you to Zhang Dongming's Bamboo Leaf Green."
Dongming has a famous wine, and as a foodie, Wei Miao naturally knows this famous wine cup. The "Zhuangyuanhong", "Nv'erhong" and "Zhuyeqing" in it are all very famous.
She looked at Uncle Zeng Bao suspiciously, "Won't your cough get worse after drinking?"
Uncle Zeng Bao took a sip of tea and said, "Just tell me whether you are willing or not?"
Wei Miao shook his head without hesitation, "No."
Uncle Zeng Bao felt that the tea in his mouth was a bit bitter. He tapped Wei Miao on the forehead and said with a smile:
"You are such an unkind boy, is this how you repay your benefactor?"
Wei Miao thought to himself: It is precisely because I am kind that I disagree. Not to mention that with Uncle Zeng Bao's physical condition, drinking will undoubtedly damage his vitality, even Xiao Qian will probably dislike her for a whole year.
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