Chapter error, click here to report Although the life of the Xie family was not good, it was far from being in such a state of poverty.
Wen Ziyu glanced at Xie Xuanlang with some worry.
As she thought, Xie Xuanlang's face was extremely ugly.
But after all, he didn't say anything about leaving.
"Uncle, uncle, Wen Ziyu, the fourth-generation daughter-in-law of the Xie family, and her son Xie Xuanlang are meeting my uncle."
In that room where curses were heard from time to time, Xie Xuanlang and Wen Ziyu met their uncle for the first time.
An old man with a completely gray beard and a face full of grooves sat slumped on a chair, coughing and yelling loudly at a man who was doing nothing.
When the uncle of the Xie family heard Wen Ziyu's voice, he glanced sideways, then raised his eyebrows and thought for a while.
Only then did he match this person with the person in his mind, and said: "You are Xie Peng daughter-in-law" Wen Ziyu heard Xie's uncle call her husband's name, nodded repeatedly, then pulled Xie Xuanlang, who was still a little stiff next to him, and said, "I haven't met my uncle yet."
"I've met my uncle." .
"But he was admitted to school."
Uncle Xie's uncle looked at Xie Xuanlang with gleaming eyes, as if he saw a high-quality product waiting for a price, but Xie Xuanlang was interested in the person holding his hand.
The uncle who refused to let go didn't like it very much, because as he got closer, he could already smell the rotten smell unique to the old man, and the cold fingers always made him feel uncomfortable when he grabbed Xie Xuanlang. .
"Enlightenment started when I was six years old.
Now I am reading the homework assigned by my father and asking my uncle for guidance."
Although he didn't like it, Xie Xuanlang still followed Wen Ziyu's previous instructions and respectfully explained the homework he had done before.
He took them out one by one and handed them into the hands of Uncle Xie's family.
Uncle Xie's uncle looked through the homework carefully, and his eyes and eyebrows suddenly seemed to relax, and he said with a look of joy: "No wonder Xie Peng's letter asked me to take care of you.
It turns out that you are already famous. , good, you stay, I will study with your professor in the future, I will not let you miss your future."
Compared with the joy of Uncle Xie's uncle, the face of the carefree man over there was obviously not that good-looking.
He glanced at Wen Ziyu and Xie Xuanlang coldly and said: "There is no rice at home for the night, but you really dare to take it in.
Just drag cats and dogs to your house."
These words were extremely unpleasant.
They were much more vulgar and straightforward than what Fang Wanhua had expressed before.
However, Wen Ziyu didn't seem to be affected much at this time.
She took out a stack of banknotes from her sleeve and handed it to That Uncle Xie, who was sitting at the top, said: "My husband told me before he left that when he came to my uncle's place this time, he must abide by the etiquette.
My uncle is a rare scholar.
I leave this dignity to my uncle.
My husband and I will I couldn't be more reassured In a few days, my husband and I will go to the north to take office.
All the money here will be given to my uncle.
He will only use it for Xuanlang's accommodation and daily expenses.
I ask my uncle to take care of it."
When the man saw the banknote, he didn't care to say anything else.
He only stepped forward with shining eyes and said: "You don't need to give this money to the old man, just give it to me.
I use it for food and drink every day."
In support, my father is a scholar, how can he understand these economic methods?"
He said, going to pick up the banknote with both hands empty.
Uncle Xie was a pedantic man.
When he heard what his son said, he neither wanted to show his timidity in front of outsiders, nor wanted to reveal that he was a scholar but loved money.
He could only angrily throw the silver note directly to the man, and then A long face.
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