Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 141
How you want to spend is up to you.

For a wife, when these words come out of a man's mouth, it not only represents a wealth, but also some kind of unspoken promise.

It is a reassuring, down-to-earth commitment.

Weighing the banknote in her hand, Wen Wan really felt the feeling of being a lady in charge, and smiled sweetly on her face.

After tidying up the house, the three of them went shopping in the market.

Indeed, as Song Wei said, at this time, most people are staying at home for the New Year’s Eve dinner, and there are not many people on the street.

But even if there were not many people, it did not affect the atmosphere of the New Year in the slightest.

Spring Festival couplets are pasted on the gates all over the street, the red lanterns have been lit up high, the sound of firecrackers, and the cheers of children welcoming the new year fill the streets and alleys.

Going shopping at the foot of the Son of Heaven, this is the first time for Song Fang to be serious. Everything she sees is new, and she wants to join in when she sees the excitement.

Strictly speaking, it was Wen Wan's first time to hang out.

Every time I went to the streets before, I just bought vegetables and small things like needles and brains at the market near the small courtyard in the Hutong.

It was rare to go far today, and when she came to such a bustling street, she should have been in the same mood as Song Fang.

But she didn't.

Wen Wan thought about it for a while, and felt that she probably stayed by Xianggong's side for a long time, and had some of his characteristics, so when facing novelty and temptation, she was a little more indifferent compared to her peers.

On the contrary, she felt very at ease walking side by side with Xianggong on the street full of New Year flavor.

There is nothing wrong with being mediocre, she likes it and is quite satisfied with her current living conditions.

-

The eldest princess's family had a New Year's Eve dinner at the Hou Mansion, and left after sitting for a while.

The large carriage was driving on the dimly lit street.

Feeling stuffy, Lu Yanqing opened the curtain to let in some air. With a glance, he saw a man and a woman walking not far ahead. The man was tall and tall, walking slowly and steadily. Standing next to the man without seeing his face, for no reason, he gave birth to a feeling of softness like a little bird clinging to him.

Lu Yanqing squinted her eyes. Why is this figure so familiar?

The more I looked, the more it overlapped with the scene I saw on a rainy day in my memory.

He remembered that he met him in Ningzhou.

On the day of the accident at the Dahuanshan Coal Mine, it was raining outside. He stood in the private room of the tea house, looked down from the window, and saw a person.

At that time, it seemed familiar, but when he returned to Beijing, a certain person went back to his father's study and saw the portrait of his mother when she was young, and then realized it.

The woman's figure is very similar to his mother's when she was young, especially the back view, but I don't know if the face looks like it.

Seeing her son staring outside, the eldest princess couldn't help wondering, "What are you looking at?"

Lu Yanqing lowered the curtain, the interior of the car was dimly lit, which well concealed the twinkle in his eyes, "It's nothing."

He couldn't say it, it would be easy to expose if he said too much, his parents didn't know about the Dahuanshan Coal Mine until now.

Once the mother finds out that she has dozens of lives on her hands, even if she doesn't beat him to death, she will send him to the prison with her own hands.

Regarding this point, Lu Yanqing had no doubt that his mother could say and do it.

As for why he ran to Ningzhou to open a coal mine at the instigation of a few cronies, it was because his mother was strict with him. He was very rebellious during that time. He couldn't even afford the money, so in a fit of anger, he went to his friends to figure out how to make money as soon as possible. Together, they all felt that opening coal mines would bring money the fastest.

At that time, he was really just angry at his mother for not giving him money to spend. He never thought that it would cause such a big disaster, killing dozens of miners all at once.

But fortunately, it has been suppressed, otherwise, if it is passed back to the capital, how can he sit in the carriage with his father and mother's family of three in harmony now?
The eldest princess didn't ask any more questions, but turned to look at Lu Xingzhou, "Last time, the concubine said that he wanted to find a classmate with excellent grades for Yan Qing to help him make up lessons. How did it go?"

Lu Xingzhou didn't mention Song Wei's name to the eldest princess, and he didn't say that he was rejected by Song Wei at the moment. He just said flatly: "Not yet."

Lu Yanqing originally wanted to scold Song Wei, but when he saw his father throwing a cold look over him, he shivered in fright, and swallowed all the words in his throat.

Ever since his mother told his father not to let him do whatever he wanted that day, his father seemed to have received an imperial edict, and he was not as fond of him as before.

Lu Yanqing had a lot of opinions on this, how could a father and mother work together to bully their son?

But when he met his mother, he immediately fell in love again.

Who made his mother the eldest princess, the sister of the emperor's mother and compatriots, and his father is just a son-in-law with no real power?

In their house, his mother has the final say.

-

Song Wei, Wen Wan and Song Fang were frozen back after a short stroll.

The winter in Beijing is really too cold, and the breath becomes foggy. If you stand outside for a while, your legs and feet will start to feel uncomfortable.

Back home, Wen Wan took advantage of the fire on the stove to heat up a pot of hot water, and the three of them soaked their numb hands and feet before sitting by the brazier in the main room.

Song Fang took two big bowls of melon seeds and peanuts that she had fried two days ago.

As midnight approached, the sound of fireworks one after another came from outside.

Song Fang was about to throw down the melon seeds and run out to have a look, when someone slammed on the courtyard door.

"Who is it?" Song Fang stopped eating melon seeds.

Song Wei said: "The only one who can knock on the door at this time is the young master of the Xu family."

Said, got up and went to open the door.

The person outside was indeed Xu Shu.

Seeing Song Wei, he smiled and cupped his hands decently, "Happy Chinese New Year, great talent of Song Dynasty."

Song Wei saw that the servants behind him were holding things in their hands, and he was a little puzzled, "Are you still here so late?"

"No fireworks during Chinese New Year, so boring." Xu Shu said, pointing at the back with his chin, "See, I bought it for you on a special trip, please tell me exactly where to put it?"

Song Wei thought for a while, "Outside the alley, the streets are spacious, so there will be no trouble."

"Come on!" Xu Shu commanded the boy to carry out all the fireworks and set them up, then looked at Song Wei, "Call your little lady and Song Xiaomei too, it will be lively if there are many people."

When Song Wei went back to the room and talked about it, Song Fang directly refused, "I just got into a fight with that annoying guy not long ago, and it won't be good if I run into it later. It's Chinese New Year, so I don't want to make trouble for myself. You guys go and see, I won’t go, and continue to roast the fire and eat melon seeds.”

"This is unreasonable!"

Before Song Wei said anything, Xu Shu's loud voice came in from the outside, leaning against the door frame with folded arms, "In such a cold day, my buddy traveled half of the capital city to find a shop that was not closed. When it comes to fireworks, what am I trying to do? Isn’t it just thinking that you came to Beijing for the New Year’s Eve in the first year, so it’s so deserted and unseemly, to add some excitement to your home, and when I co-authored it with you, my buddy sent the gift to the wrong place, right?”

"I didn't say that." Song Fang stared at him with her neck raised, "You said it yourself."

"Okay, New Year's Eve, I won't pinch you, let's have a good word, do you want to go? If you don't go, buddy, let yourself see, it won't bother anyone."

"Just go." Song Fang put the melon seeds back into the bowl, "But you have to promise in front of my brother that you won't pinch me for a while, or I will really strangle you to death!"

"I've never seen you so splashy." Xu Shu muttered in a low voice, then turned his head and went out.

Wen Wan looked at the way Xu Shu and Song Fang pinched each other when they met, she was angry and funny, these two people must have been enemies in the previous life, otherwise, where did the enmity come from in this life? coming.

Several people arrived on the street outside the alley, and the servants of the Xu family were ready.

Xu Shu came over, "Let's step back, so as not to make too much noise for a while and overwhelm our ears."

Song Wei took Wen Wan's little hand and moved a few steps to the side.

Song Fang had already chosen a location to watch the fireworks.

Xu Shu gave an order, and the boys lit the fire one by one.

bang, bang, bang...

After one explosion after another, colorful blooms bloomed in the sky.

"It's so beautiful." Song Fang raised her face, full of joy.

She has always wanted to watch fireworks, but she never thought that the first time would be in the capital.

"Brother, is this a good gift?" Xu Shu leaned over.

Song Fang stretched out her hand and pushed his head away, "Virtue!"

"Hey, we agreed earlier not to pinch tonight!"

"Who pinched you? Stay aside!"

Xu Shu: "..."

He shouldn't take the initiative to show his favor, who is this?The promised girl is quiet, gentle, considerate and obedient?

Having grown up so big, Xu Shu has never seen such a fierce woman. To marry a wife is to marry a virtuous person. For a nightshade like Song Xiaomei, whoever marries her will be bad luck for eight lifetimes!

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but look at Wen Wan.

This comparison made Xu Shu sigh inwardly.

(End of this chapter)