MTL - I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses

Chapter 532 Revenge

 He regretted his lack of decision-making at the time.

If he could do it again, not only Ding Maomao, but the entire Ding family would be buried with him.

Perhaps the Ding family members are innocent, but isn’t his daughter innocent?

The lone wolf is ruthless and cold-blooded, but has never actively harmed anyone.

However, someone hurt his heart and destroyed the home he longed for.

Then, he will make those people pay ten times or a hundred times the price to repay.

 This is revenge.

 Reckless revenge.

The lone wolf's desire for revenge is far stronger than imagined.

 Wei Lan shook his head, and crystal tears fell on the back of Gu Chao's hand by inertia, awakening his short-term rationality, "Nanny..."

"Don't have such thoughts anymore." She bowed, resting her forehead on Gu Chao's knees, and begged in a low voice, "It's all over now. What if...you let me and Xiaochen do it?"

 “What has happened cannot be changed, and there are no ifs in this world.”

"I just want to tell you that I will protect you in the future and will not give anyone a chance to hurt you again."

 This is an oath, a promise.

Wei Lan's eyes flickered and her face was stunned. Gu Chao had a handsome face and a gentle smile. He patted Wei Lan's cheek with his big palm and reminded: "You look at Xiao Chen, I will clean the house."

After saying that, he stood up and picked up a bag in one hand, "Will you live in the same house where you used to live?"

"Yeah." Wei Lan responded and stood up, "I'll go with you..."

Before he could say "take it", his eyes noticed Xiao Chen who had turned over and sat up on the bamboo bed, with a blank face and a depressed mouth, wanting to cry. Only then did Wei Lan understand the meaning of Gu Chao's words.

As the capital city, Beijing was not very prosperous in this era, but the interior and exterior decoration and environment were still different from those in the countryside today.

 She was a little confused when she just woke up, and when she saw a completely unfamiliar environment, Xiao Chen couldn't adapt to it for a while. When she saw Wei Lan reaching out, she couldn't help but throw herself into her arms, "woo woo" and started to cry coquettishly.

　　The child is too young, so it’s better to accept birth.

Wei Lan took Xiaochen into her arms and patted her gently, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. We're home, we're home."

 The two little ones outside the house heard the cry of the child, put down their toys, lay at the door and poked their heads into the house.

Brother Shao asked: "Auntie, is my brother awake?"

“Is my brother crying because I took away the toy?”

Sister Han followed behind, nervously clenching the little rooster in her hand. After speaking, she glanced at Xiao Chen in Wei Lan's arms and reluctantly handed the little rooster forward, "Aunt, give it back to my brother. I can play with it for a while." ”

Two tender childish voices also attracted Xiaochen. Xiaochen raised his head from Wei Lan's arms, with tears hanging from his long eyelashes, and a small face that was suppressed and turned red.

Perhaps she was embarrassed to be seen crying by a child of the same age, so Xiaochen quickly buried her face back in Wei Lan's arms.

Wei Lan pretended not to see it, winked at Brother Shao and Sister Han, patted Xiao Chen on the back and said coaxingly: "These are Brother Shao and Sister Han from my hometown. They are the children of the uncle and aunt. Xiao Chen remembers them. What?"

Xiao Chen let out a breathy "Hmm" as she recovered from the unfamiliar surroundings and faces. She hugged Wei Lan's neck tightly with her two little hands and refused to let go. Wei Lan picked up the bag containing toys and guided: "Brothers and sisters have never seen these toys. Do you want Xiaochen to teach them how to play with them?"

"Hmm..." Xiaochen shook his head hesitantly, as if he felt that this was not good. He raised his little face and revealed one eye to quickly glance in the direction of Brother Shao, and then felt that he was shrinking back into Wei Lan's arms.

 After repeating this for two times, Xiaochen finally held back her tears and took the initiative to join the twins, "You two look really alike, who is bigger?"

"I'm the older brother!" Brother Shao said, "You're so pretty. Has anyone ever said you look like a girl? What's your name?"

 …

Wei Lan looked away from the little carrots with a smile and entered the room to help Gu Chao clean up. Gu Chao was standing on the long table by the window in the room, threading the curtains on the wire on top of the window.

Wei Lan rolled up her sleeves and glanced around the room. Just like the outside, the furnishings in the room were still the same, and there was no smell of moisture or mildew at all. It was obvious that although no one was living there, the windows were often opened for ventilation.

While Wei Lan was looking at her, Gu Chao still put on the curtains and jumped down from the table and walked to her side, "Fang Xia washed the curtains and kept them in the cupboard. The books and pen holders you used are also there. .”

With that said, he carried Wei Lan to the bed and took off the large wooden box with patent leather. He pushed the lid of the wooden box open for Wei Lan to see.

Not only books and notes are there, but also some gadgets, mostly made by Gu Chao. A small toad carved from a peach stone, a whistle made of bamboo, and a half-arm-long bamboo whip are also lying quietly on the edge of the bottom of the box.

Wei Lan picked up the bamboo whip and stroked it gently, a faint smile appeared on her peach lips, and she bent her eyes and looked at Gu Chaodao: "It looks the same as yesterday, how can you look like you have left?"

Gu Chaoguang smiled and said nothing. He reached out to take the bamboo whip in her hand, but she put it behind him and dodged it. "Put this outside. You'll need it later."

 “Want to use it?”

"Children need to be disciplined. Those with wilting children should be disciplined a little more wildly, and those with wild tempers should be restrained." Wei Lan lay on the edge of the wooden box, fiddled with books and picked through them, "Especially Brother Shao."

 It's okay for a boy to have skin problems, but it's not okay if he doesn't know the severity and doesn't have safety precautions.

Gu Chao was still digesting the meaning of her words when he heard her exclaim: "Ah, this, this!"

Wei Lan was holding a notebook in her hand. Gu Chao looked over and saw the neatly written small characters in the first row:

Chasedum sesame, the branchlets are covered with gray-green pubescence, the leaves are alternate, the petioles are star-shaped and pubescent, the leaves are narrowly oblong or strip-lanceolate, the apex is blunt or acute, and the base is round. The whole plant can be used as medicine. Symptoms include: clearing away heat and reducing swelling, measles, and can be used to extract snake venom. Pregnant women should not take it.

 The words "snake venom" are circled separately, which is obviously a special mark.

“Grandma asked you to remember it?”

“I pestered my grandma to write it down.” Wei Lan shook his head. “When I was pounding garlic, my grandma couldn’t help but sigh while looking at the pestle. I thought it would be a pity that my grandma’s ancestral skills could not be carried forward.”

Wei Lan smiled and said with a crooked eyebrow: "I will pester my grandma to remember a few every day."

 The notebook is one inch thick, with half of the properties of Chinese medicine and some prescriptions written down. It seems that less is not too little, and more is not too much.

 But compared with what Grandma Gu had learned throughout her life, it was definitely small. However, something happened to Wei Lan later and she was unable to completely record the remaining half of the book.

  Another big regret.

Wei Lan sighed lightly, and Gu Chao held her hand to comfort her, "There is nothing to regret. At least you helped grandma preserve part of it. This is also a legacy."

Wei Lan was slightly stunned, then closed the notebook with a pop, nodded with a smile, "Well, let's see if there is an opportunity to find a new owner for it in the future."

Grandma’s legacy has not been passed on to their generation, but the future will always see light elsewhere.

Wei Lan gently touched the paper with her fingers. The black and white formed a strong contrast, and the slender fingers were made even whiter.

 (End of this chapter)