Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Rende heard Zhao Han yell, before he got up from the ground, he hurriedly asked: "What's going on, don't you see any accidents?"

Zhao Han hurried over and helped Wen Rende back from the ground to the sofa.

She hastened to explain: "Sorry, Uncle Wenren. I just figured out that Sister Shanshan might not learn from other people's lessons, and won't turn back if she doesn't bump into the south wall in the future. That's why I was very surprised, and I didn't find any surprises."

"So that's how it is," Wen Rende breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered in a low voice, "I just said, since it is 'the spring breeze does not change the old wave', then it should be 'after the rain' and the incident will calm down again."

When Zhao Han heard this, he was a little puzzled: "Uncle, what did you say 'it rains and the sky clears', did you figure it out?"

"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.

"Understood." Zhao Han answered honestly, and then took out his phone.

After thinking about it, she hesitated again and again, but in the end she didn't make a call.

Teacher Zheng said, don't call people who are dealing with mysterious incidents rashly, unless you have to.

Now she is just worrying about herself and can't help, so she can't cause trouble to others.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Zhao Han finally received a message from Wen Rensheng.

"After the rain, let the sky clear, tell Brother Li to pick us up at the East Railway Station now, Wen Rensheng."

"Great!" She hurriedly showed the phone to Wen Rende.

"Don't get excited, you have to be calm in every major event, just like me. How surprising is it that a mere child defeats the enemy?" Wen Rende lay on the sofa, glanced at his phone, and said indifferently.

"Uncle is just uncle. I'll tell Brother Li to pick up the teacher home with him." Zhao Han smiled "hehe" and ran out of the living room excitedly.

Wen Rende looked at Zhao Han's back and left, and then let out a long breath, his eyes were deep, how could he be half drunk?

How long can this remaining power be retained?

I am a little uncertain now, next time, can I make another prediction?

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A few hours later, in the evening, the setting sun shone in the west, and the villa was covered with a layer of golden light.

Accompanied by the sound of parking, Wen Rensheng and others got off the two cars respectively.

Zhao Han was excited when he left, but he was full of frustration and guilt when he returned.

"Look, I told you a long time ago, don't let her know yet," Wu Liansong shook his head while walking, "After all, she is still a child."

"Hmph, let her know the whole incident, it's best for her." Wu Shanshan pushed back directly.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Wu, sister Shanshan." Zhao Han said guiltily.

"Xiaohan, this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to apologize." Wu Liansong comforted.

Wen Rensheng didn't say much, he just walked into the living room first.

It seems that everything is over, but "The Missing Aliens", a mysterious event with three question mark levels, is still unfinished.

Probably still the same as before, we have to wait for the Inspectorate to make a final conclusion.

When he walked into the living room, a burst of aroma 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 beside him, seeming to be thinking about something.

For some reason, Wu Liansong didn't come to interfere, but went to the study on his own initiative.

Zhao Han felt a little better, so he went to help in the kitchen.

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 catties of meat this time? But that should be a great thing to be happy about." ..."

When Zhao Han heard this, he subconsciously recalled that when he saw his uncle's emaciated body when he picked up the station, he had nothing to say for a moment.

After a while, she regained her mood, twitched her nose and said, "Uncle has indeed lost dozens of catties, but he is fine, it's just that he..."

"Stay away from the pot." Wen Rende waved his hand in disgust, and continued to cut vegetables, "tell me about it. Someone once said that if one person's pain is shared with another person, it will become half pain."

"Okay, I heard Sister Shanshan talk about the whole thing on the way..." Zhao Han told the whole thing.

"Although the ending wasn't a happy ending, it was quite satisfactory. Why did you look guilty?" Wen Rende asked 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 do you want to plot against her like this?" Zhao Han was very sad.

"Is that so?" Wen Rende continued to cook, and said casually, "When looking at a person, don't look at what he said, but look at what he has done."

"Oh, sister Shuangshuang also said similar things, don't care about other people's confessions, pay attention to the evidence." Zhao Han suddenly recalled.

Extraordinary memory, the more you use it, the better it becomes.

"That's right, in the whole incident, there are actually only two things that Lao Zhao really did. One is that he conveyed wrong list information to Chen Jiayu, and the other is that he consumed dozens of catties of his old fat to replace the ones that would have been sacrificed." Five people," Wen Rende said calmly,

"Of course he covets other people's alien species. For the sake of his unborn child, he has calculated his friends for many years. This kind of thought makes people really chill after hearing it. But in the final analysis, everything he has done has a bottom line, and it is within the scope of the inspectorate's permission. within."

When Zhao Han heard this, he immediately felt relieved: "Thank you Uncle Wenren, I understand."

"No, you still don't understand." Wen Rende looked at her carefully, shook his head and said, "The reason why you feel guilty is not because of the things your uncle did."

Zhao Han was taken aback for a moment, and the extraordinary memory was activated again, and scenes were played back in his mind.

She finally lowered her head slowly: "Yes, I completely remembered. The reason why I feel guilty is because when I confirmed that my uncle was missing, I only considered my own feelings, but not others. I even wanted to urge everyone to hurry up." Let's get uncle back."

"What I'm really guilty of is that the reason why Mr. Wu fell into the trap is 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. "In the future, when things happen, we must distinguish our positions and responsibilities."

"Don't impose your position on others, and don't take the responsibility of others on yourself. Your uncle is your uncle, you are you, just take the responsibility you should bear."

Zhao Han suddenly said: "Thank you Uncle Wenren."

"Well, in the end, you have to remember one thing, regardless of your deeds, you are a thief regardless of your heart," Wen Rende seemed deeply touched,

"Just like me, when I first got the alien species, I thought about running outside, finding a small country, being free, becoming a local emperor, and getting a seventy-two concubine of the Sangong Six Courtyard..."

"Just thinking about it, I should have been deprived of the alien species by the Inspectorate long ago. But I have always just thought about it, and it is absolutely impossible to do that kind of ungrateful thing."

Zhao Han listened, and suddenly looked at a bright kitchen knife hanging on the wall, opened his eyes wide, and looked a little panicked.

"What, are you scared by me? Hahaha, don't be afraid, as I said, I was just thinking about it..." Wen Rende laughed immediately.

"No, it's not..." Zhao Han waved his hands again and again, wanting to explain.

Before she finished speaking, a jade hand stretched out and grabbed 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 his head, and seeing Ouyang Ling's pretty face turned cold, he was shocked, "Let me go, I'll just say it, don't be jealous."

Ouyang Ling snorted and said, "You have such a big face, do you think I'm jealous of you? I think you're really drunk, you dare to say anything."

"You still want to go outside to be an emperor, so you're not afraid that the wall has ears? My son just sent me a message saying that he plans to recommend you to activate the alien species. His current achievements are enough, so I hurried back."

When Wen Rende heard this, the shovel that was stirring the vegetables in his hand stopped suddenly.

"Oh, Auntie, I'm sure I won't spread the word." Seeing this, Zhao Han quickly promised.

"It's okay, Xiaohan, I just want to scare him," Ouyang Ling smiled, "From now on, you should keep an eye on him, and don't let him drink anymore, at least for half a year. You must know that aliens don't like fools."

"Okay, Auntie." Zhao Han was about to express his determination when he suddenly felt that something was wrong with what he said.

Illusion, it must be an illusion, I am not confused, Auntie is very nice, she would not say that about me.

However, at this moment, the narration seed that she had just used at noon suddenly appeared again.

"Stupid Zhao Han, she never expected that Ouyang Ling was actually reminding her in a subtle way. The real meaning of 'no one of the other races like fools' is that fools can't keep their own race..."