Wen Rende heard Zhao Han yelling. Before he could get up from the ground, he asked hurriedly: "What's going on? Did you see any other surprises?"
Zhao Han hurriedly walked over and helped Wen Rende back from the ground to the sofa.
She quickly explained: "I'm sorry, Uncle Wenren. I just calculated that Sister Shanshan might not absorb other people's lessons and never look back until she hits the wall in the future. That's why I was very surprised. I didn't find any surprise."
"So that's it," Wen Rende breathed a sigh of relief and murmured in a low voice, "I'm just saying, since it's 'the spring breeze will not change the old waves', then it should be 'after the rain, the sky will clear up', and the incident will calm down again."
When Zhao Han heard this, he suddenly became confused: "Uncle, what did you say about 'after the rain, the sky will be sunny'? Did you also calculate it?"
"I, I'm drunk. I just said it casually, don't take it seriously." Wen Rende said casually and picked up another can of beer.
"I know." Zhao Han responded honestly, and then took out his cell phone.
After thinking about it, she hesitated and finally did not make the call.
Teacher Zheng said, don’t call someone who is dealing with a mysterious incident unless it is necessary.
Now she is just worrying for nothing and can't help in any way, so she can't cause any more trouble to others.
After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Zhao Han finally received a message from Wen Rensheng.
"After the rain, the sky clears. Inform Brother Li to pick us up at the East Station now. Wen Rensheng."
"Great!" She quickly showed the phone to Wen Rende.
"Don't get excited, and be calm in every big event, just like me. How can it be surprising that a mere kid can defeat an enemy?" Wen Rende lay on the sofa, glanced at his phone, and said without caring.
"Uncle is uncle. I will inform Brother Li right now and go with him to pick up the teacher and go home." Zhao Han smiled "hehe" and ran out of the living room with excitement on his face.
Wen Rende watched Zhao Han leave, then let out a long breath, his eyes were deep, how could he still be half drunk?
How long can this remaining power be retained?
I'm a little unsure now. Can I still make predictions next time?
…………
A few hours later, in the evening, the setting sun shone in the west, casting the villa with a golden light.
With the sound of parking, Wen Rensheng and others got out of the two cars respectively.
Zhao Han was excited when he left, but felt depressed and guilty when he returned.
"Look, I told you not to let her know yet," Wu Liansong shook his head as he walked, "after all, she is still a child."
"Hmph, it would be best for her to let her know the whole incident." Wu Shanshan pushed back.
"I'm sorry, Teacher Wu, Sister Shanshan." Zhao Han said guiltily.
"Xiaohan, this has nothing to do with you, you don't need to apologize." Wu Liansong comforted her.
Wen Rensheng didn't say much, he just walked into the living room first.
It seems that everything is over, but the "missing alien", a mysterious event with three question marks, is still unfinished.
It's probably the same as before, we have to wait for the Inspectorate to make a final decision.
When he walked into the living room, a burst of aroma suddenly came from the direction of the dining room. It turned out that Brother De was cooking.
Wen Rensheng picked up a newspaper and sat on the sofa to read it. Wu Shanshan leaned next to him, seeming to be thinking about something.
Wu Liansong didn't know why, but he didn't come to interfere, but took the initiative to go to the study.
Zhao Han felt a little better and went to the kitchen to help.
When they arrived in the kitchen, Wen Rende, who was cooking, turned to look at her and asked: "Looking at your ugly face, could it be that Lao Zhao lost dozens of kilograms of meat this time? But that should be a great thing to be happy about.
…”
When Zhao Han heard this, he subconsciously recalled that he had just seen his uncle's emaciated body when he picked him up at the station, and he was speechless for a moment.
After a while, she regained her mood again, twitched her nose and said, "Uncle has indeed lost dozens of kilograms of meat. He is fine, but he..."
"Stay away from the pot," Wen Rende looked disgusted, waved his hand and continued cutting vegetables, "Tell me about it. Someone once said that one person's pain will become half as bad if shared with another person.
pain."
"Okay, I heard Sister Shanshan talk about the whole thing on the way..." Zhao Han told the story exactly.
"Although the ending is not happy for everyone, it is quite satisfactory. Why do you look so guilty?" Wen Rende said in surprise.
"I didn't expect my uncle to be that kind of person. How could he do that? Dean Chen is a very nice person, why would he plot against her like this?" Zhao Han was very sad.
"Is that so?" Wen Rende continued cooking and said casually, "When you look at a person, don't look at what he has said, but look at what he has done."
"Oh, Sister Shuangshuang also said something similar. Don't care about other people's confessions, but pay attention to the evidence." Zhao Han suddenly recalled it.
Extraordinary memory, the more you use it, the better it becomes.
"That's right, in the whole incident, there were only two things that Lao Zhao really did. One was that he conveyed the wrong list information to Chen Jiayu, and the other was that he consumed dozens of kilograms of his old fat to replace the ones that would have been sacrificed otherwise.
Five people," Wen Rende said calmly,
"Of course, he covets other people's alien species, and plots against long-time friends for the sake of his unborn child. His thoughts are really chilling to hear. But in the final analysis, everything he has done has a bottom line, and it is within the scope of the Inspectorate.
within."
Zhao Han felt relieved when he heard this: "Thank you, Uncle Wenren, I understand."
"No, you still don't understand," Wen Rende looked at her carefully and shook his head. "The reason why you feel guilty is not because of the things your uncle did."
Zhao Han was stunned for a moment, his extraordinary memory was activated again, and scenes were replayed in his mind.
She finally lowered her head slowly: "Yes, I completely remembered it. The reason why I feel guilty is because when I confirmed that my uncle was missing, I only considered my own mood, but not others. I even wanted to urge everyone to hurry up.
Let’s get my uncle back.”
"What I really feel guilty about is that the reason why Teacher Wu ran into the trap was probably because of my anxiety."
"And I did accuse Cousin Ouyang at that time. In fact, this time, even he was in great danger."
"Oh, what a silly child." Wen Rende picked up a piece of scrambled egg with chopsticks and stuffed it directly into her mouth. "Whenever you encounter something in the future, you must clearly distinguish between your position and your responsibilities."
"Don't impose your position on others, and don't shoulder other people's responsibilities on yourself. Your uncle is your uncle, and you are you. Just take on the responsibilities you should bear."
Zhao Han suddenly said: "Thank you, Uncle Wenren."
"Well, one last thing you have to remember is that regardless of one's deeds, one's heart is a thief," Wen Rende seemed deeply touched,
"Just like me, when I first got the alien species, I thought about going outside, finding a small country, being free, becoming a local emperor, and having three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines..."
"I'm just thinking, I should have been deprived of my alien species by the Inspector General. But I just thought about it, and I would never do such an ungrateful thing."
As Zhao Han listened, he suddenly looked at a bright kitchen knife hanging on the wall, his eyes wide open, and he looked a little panicked.
"What, are you scared by me? Hahaha, don't be afraid, I told you, I was just thinking about it..." Wen Rende laughed immediately.
"No, it's not..." Zhao Han waved his hands repeatedly, trying to explain.
Before she finished speaking, she saw a jade hand reaching out and pinching Wen Rende's ear.
Ouyang Ling's voice sounded: "Old man, you can't even think about it!"
"You, when did you come back?" Wen Rende turned around and saw Ouyang Ling's pretty face turned cold. He was shocked and said, "Let me go, I'll say it casually, don't be jealous."
Ouyang Ling said with a "hum": "You have such a big face. Do you think I am jealous of you? I think you are really drunk and you dare not say anything to anyone."
"You actually want to go out and be a local emperor, not afraid that the walls have ears? My son just sent me a message, saying that he plans to recommend you to activate the alien species again. His current achievements are enough, so I hurried back."
When Wen Rende heard this, he stopped stir-frying vegetables with the shovel in his hand.
"Oh, Auntie, I will definitely not spread the word." Seeing this, Zhao Han quickly promised.
"It's okay, Xiaohan, I'm just scaring him," Ouyang Ling smiled, "You should keep an eye on him from now on and don't let him drink again, at least for half a year. You know, aliens don't like stupid people."
"Okay, Auntie." Zhao Han was about to express his determination when he suddenly felt that his words sounded a bit wrong.
Illusion, it must be an illusion. I am not confused. My aunt is a very nice person and would not say that to me.
However, at this time, the narration seed she had just used at noon suddenly prompted again.
"Stupid Zhao Han, she never thought that Ouyang Ling was actually reminding her in a subtle way. The real meaning of 'Aliens don't like fools' is that fools can't protect their own alien species..."
